"It's almost like that, it's impossible for them to choose one."

In the office of the President of Yellow River Literature and Art, Mo Zhiyu was talking to Cui Song. When talking about the current situation, Mo Zhiyu calmly analyzed it.

"It's already a surprise," Cui Song said, suddenly pulling out a cigarette and igniting it, and then said: "It's a lot that he can create this situation by himself."

"I thought the saying of "death-for-nothing" was just a polite word, but I didn't expect that he was really going to do this."

"That is his disadvantage and his advantage."

Cui Song took a deep breath of cigarette, then spit out a ball, his tone was slightly deeper, and he continued: "He is a magazine company, a small family, who is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes."

"Yes," Mo Zhiyu smiled bitterly, "The ultimate goal of others in running a company is to make money. The starting point and end point of their work cannot be separated from the four words "company interests". He is free and easy and casual in disbanding a potential company with a valuation of nearly ten figures, just to gamble."

Cui Song held a cigarette in his left hand, knocked on the table with his right hand, and nodded.

Mo Zhiyu sighed lightly and fell into deep thought. Cui Song also frowned and was thinking about something.

A few minutes later, Cui Song asked, "How did they all go back?"

"I didn't say anything, I just kept asking what went wrong."

Cui Song said "yes", then reached out and bounced on the ashtray, and then said: "The stalemate is for him..."

Speaking of this, Cui Song suddenly laughed and nodded constantly: "I understand, so that's it."

Mo Zhiyu immediately realized it and said, "He had guessed that this would happen, so he dared to do that without any scruples."

"A journal of "Jianglu" is suspended. As long as we explain it properly to the readers, it will not have much impact, but we can't afford it. This is the real intention of not being afraid of wearing shoes at barefoot."

Mo Zhiyu didn't say anything, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"In fact, since he entered this industry, he has not followed the established rules, so neither Lu Yishou nor us can fully grasp his rules of doing things. The earliest one was that live writing, and the most recent one was the last undercover operation, and his response was beyond everyone's expectations."

Cui Song snatched the cigarette and continued: "He did not abide by the rules of the game that had been integrated into our blood, so he seemed flexible and changeable, elusive. In theory, someone broke the scandal. His first reaction should be to find out the source of the news and then fight back after confirming it. He did not do that, but directly attacked us and played the cards completely without the norm."

Mo Zhiyu finally nodded, nodded softly, and said, "Now we have four solutions. First, we will negotiate with Liu Jingting and be responsible for this matter. Let him make the conditions;"

Cui Song shook his head.

Mo Zhiyu nodded and continued, "Two. Talk with the agent, and promise them to have better conditions and confront Liu Jingting to the end."

Cui Song did not shake his head, but did not nod.

"Three," Mo Zhiyu hesitated for a moment and said, "I announce my retirement..."

Before she could finish her words, Cui Song asked, "What about the next one?"

"The last method is to refuse to admit it and take the initiative to react to the situation."

Cui Song said: "My idea is not recognized either. One is that they cannot find evidence. The other is that this matter is too much like a frame-up. We might as well say that this is someone's layout, so let's fight between us."

Mo Zhiyu said "Thank you".

"We must further muddle the water and make everyone a suspect. Liu Jingting is directed at us by intuition. Why can't we turn the finger at other companies? After all, there are more dissatisfied with us in this industry. From now on, we must treat ourselves as outsiders and have nothing to do with Liu Jingting's matter."

After Mo Zhiyu faced Liu Jingting and made many mistakes one after another, Cui Song finally began to show his way of cleaning up the mess.

"So too, I would rather fight with Lu Yichou than get entangled with him anymore."

Cui Song smiled and said, "We unified the statement of the above words. From the beginning to the end, we want to seek a possibility of cooperation. Now we will draw up a set of words..."

Cui Song was just talking when the phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the call prompt, shook his head to Mo Zhiyu, and then raised the phone.

Mo Zhiyu didn't say a word and listened carefully to Cui Song's phone call, but she didn't listen for too long. For about half a minute, Cui Song hung up the phone with a pale face, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

Mo Zhiyu was shocked and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cui Song shook his head and said nothing, obviously digesting the contents on the phone. After a while, he asked, "Do you know who that classmate Liu Jingting is?"

"It seems that the name is Yang Lilu, what's wrong with her?"

"One of her identities in "Jianglu" is the translator of Liu Jingting, and her surname is Yang."

After hearing this, Mo Zhiyu's face changed drastically.

After a terrible quiet period, Mo Zhiyu said: "Choose three."

Cui Song no longer has any objections.

Lu Yichou learned the news six or seven minutes earlier than Cui Song. Shock was inevitable, and he immediately realized that Lao Mo might be in trouble.

"So he just needs to put on an attitude."

Lu Yichou said to himself, the smile on his face was unknown.

...

On June 11, Huanghe Literature and Art held a press conference, and Cui Song was present in person. At the press conference, Cui Song first criticized the malicious competition in the cultural industry today, and then made a special self-criticism. Then he announced that Ms. Mo Zhiyu, Vice President of Huanghe Literature and Art, temporarily resigned from the position of vice president due to personal physical reasons.

A stone caused a thousand sensations. Netizens who were already familiar with similar rhetoric suddenly had a brainwave, and various wonderful stories and comments were presented vividly on the Internet.

"From Liu Jingting officially declared war on the Yellow River Literature and Art to today, less than half a month ago, the vice president of a giant publishing house was forced to fall. If this kind of thing was not seen in person, how could it be believed?"

"Liu Jingting brutally tried pressure on agents and bookstores across the country. These middlemen put pressure on the Yellow River literature and art. The conspiracy and tricks are really vulnerable in the face of absolute strength."

"Mo Zhiyu is Zhuge, a female publishing industry. Her retreat like this is exactly what the saying goes, "

...

After Cui Song came back from the press conference, he immediately called Liu Jingting, and talked about the whole thing openly and honestly. Liu Jingting did not argue at all, until Cui Song started talking about his novels, starting from "The Sword of the Yue Girl" and talking to "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", mentioning the various metaphors and meanings in the book, and having a different insight from Chang Youdao and Lu Yichou.

"The industry says that Lu Yichou is the most literary businessman. In fact, to be honest, Mr. Liu, my ideal has always been to be a book reviewer and poet. It has been causing trouble for you for so long. In essence, it is to form a cooperation with you, or just get an opportunity like Lu Yichou to talk about novels, literature and poetry together, such as your poem "Ode to the West Wind" that is worthy of being passed down from generation to generation."

Liu Jingting has never been a stern person. After listening for a long time, he said, "As long as you have a heart, no matter what form, it will not delay each other's exchanges. Literature and art are a kind of craft that cannot be bound by form."
Chapter completed!