These questions were very sharp. Feng Quli became more and more angry when asked, and his face became more and more ugly.
Seeing that Feng Quli was about to get angry.
Wang Wan, who was next to him, quietly pulled him and said in a low voice: "Don't be angry. There are so many reporters in the public. It will be too ugly to be angry. It will be widely publicized. It is a very bad character."
Feng Quili said a little aggrievedly: "Didn't you say that everyone here today is someone who respects me? Why can't I see it?"
Wang Wan said: "Isn't it different? Most of them are people who admire you. There are a few who are naughty and mischievous, so they can be ignored."
Feng Quli: "..."
He said quietly: "How can I ignore this? How can I ignore those problems?"
Wang Wan said: "Answering these questions well will make them change their opinion of you. If you don't believe me, try it. We are all important ministers in the court, so it's okay to say a few words for the occasion, right?"
Feng Quli reluctantly nodded, and then took a deep breath.
At this time, those onlookers continued to shout: "Mr. Feng, do you really not know anything about Feng Jia and Feng Xiaojia?"
Feng Quili smiled slightly and said to the man: "If I knew about it, I wouldn't have to go bankrupt, and I wouldn't have to hold a book signing here to make money. I wouldn't have to accept your questioning."
Feng Quli's self-deprecating answer made everyone laugh.
If Feng Quli insists on arguing with everyone, everyone will laugh at him.
Now that he is laughing at himself, everyone is starting to show kindness.
Wang Wan nodded with satisfaction and cast an encouraging look at Feng Quli.
Someone else said: "Mr. Feng, are you really destitute? Or have you quietly transferred your assets? Are you pretending to be poor and pitiful here?"
Feng Quli thought to himself: Isn’t this nonsense? If I were rich, would I come here and listen to your farts?
He coughed dryly and said quietly: "I do have some assets. In the words of Shangjun Courtyard, they are negative assets. It is Tailai Garment Factory."
"The garment factory needed to expand, so I borrowed some money from the Banxian Bank. So now I am not only impoverished, but also in debt."
"The interest on the Exiled Immortal bank account is not high, but if you borrow a lot of money, it still feels very difficult."
Everyone looked at Feng Quli with sympathy.
Feng Quili suddenly showed a confident smile: "But don't worry, I, Feng Quili, will never bow my head and am willing to live my life peacefully."
"Above the court, I contribute to the country, and outside the court, I will also make good clothes for you."
The onlookers nodded, and 70% to 80% believed him.
At this time, someone asked another sharp question: "Before, you plagiarized the art of war of banished immortals, and later you tried to confuse right and wrong by bribing Wang Wu. Mr. Feng, you are a dishonest person, what should we do?" I believe you?"
As soon as he said this, everyone around him nodded.
Feng Quili said with emotion: "What people fear most is not making mistakes, but not being able to admit them. How can a person who refuses to admit his mistakes change his ways?"
"As the saying goes, one learns from every experience. Because of dishonesty, I resigned from my job and went home penniless. Isn't this a big enough lesson?"
"Just like you, if you put your hands into the oil pan occasionally and get burned, will you put your hands in the oil pan a second time?"
"For me, dishonesty is as scary as a frying pan. I have already had this experience once, and believe me, it won't happen again."
Everyone nodded, mostly believing him.
Feng Quili picked up the book on the table again and said, "This is my new book. It's called: My Years as a Censor."
"The book describes my way of becoming an official, and also describes the art of war in banishing immortals in detail. If you want to read about my life and see my confession, you might as well buy a copy and go back and have a look. Thank you very much. "
The curiosity of everyone present was aroused and they donated generously.
Anyway, it's just a book. People in Xianyang City can't be said to be rich now, but they can still afford and be willing to buy a book.
After buying the book, some people browsed it hurriedly and then continued to ask: "Mr. Feng, if the Immortal Literature Award was really awarded to you, would you be embarrassed to accept it?"
Feng Quli tried his best to smile and said, "Why am I embarrassed to get it?"
The man added: "After all, you have framed an immortal before."
Feng Quili said: "The Exalted Immortal has repeatedly emphasized that the Exiled Immortal Literature Award is only funded by him, and the selection here has nothing to do with the Exiled Immortal."
The man said: "But this was funded by the Exalted Immortal after all. Mr. Feng framed the Exiled Immortal while spending the Exiled Immortal's money. Don't you feel guilty in your heart?"
Feng Quili said: "First of all, I have deeply repented to the banished immortal and been forgiven."
This man interrupted Feng Quili: "How do you know that the banished immortal has forgiven you?"
Feng Quili said: "The immortal is a heavenly being. How vast is his capacity? At this time, of course he has forgiven me."
Not far away, Li Xin said to Li Shui: "Is it you he said about banishing the immortal?"
Li Shui said quietly: "How many immortals were there in Da Qin?"
Li Xin coughed dryly: "I just feel that the immortal he talks about is completely different from the one I know?"
Li Shui: "Get out."
Feng Quili said to this person: "The Immortal Literature Award is to encourage knowledgeable people to write about the truth. The purpose is to build our country, Qin, into a fairyland on earth."
"Trains, telephones, gramophones, these are external traps. But the human heart is an internal trap. Peace of mind, everyone makes progress, this is the world that the banished immortal really wants."
“To achieve such a world, on the one hand, we must work hard to keep the people fed and clothed, and on the other hand, we need knowledgeable people to write books and speak out.”
"I believe that this is the purpose of the Immortal Literature Award."
Li Shui looked at Feng Quli in surprise and thought: "Has this guy guessed my purpose? These courtiers are indeed human beings. Although they were people from thousands of years ago, and although they have only been exposed to current ideas for a relatively short time, they Give them a little time and they can figure it out."
Li Xin said: "Brother Huai, this Feng Quli's flattery of you is a bit serious."
Li Shui snorted: "After all, he is short of money now, and Shangjun Courtyard has cooperation with him. Of course he has to be realistic and objective in his evaluation of me."
Li Xin snorted: "Let me tell you, no wonder I'm bragging about you so much today."
Li Shui hummed: "It's precisely because of this that he gave me a fair description."
Over there, Feng Quili was still thinking about everyone and said, "If I win the Immortal Literature Award, it will probably be because of my talent."
"Inquiry of the Heart, Innocence, and Catching Thieves. I have heard that many people privately call my poems a slap in the face."
Everyone around burst into laughter.
Feng Quili continued: "When I wrote these poems, I thought I was innocent, so the emotions in these poems were real."
"I also hope that through these poems, I can warn everyone. I also promise here that my Tailai Garments will be clean and have a clear conscience."
Everyone around him nodded, and many people even clapped.
They were very satisfied with Feng Quli.
At this autograph session, Feng Quili answered all questions honestly and did not hide anything.
Just say what you need to say, get down to business with your own issues, and make a guarantee. This makes people feel reassured and at ease.
The book signing is over, and Feng Quli's books are sold out. Many people still ask Feng Quli when the next batch of books will arrive.
Feng Quli calculated an account in private. This money can basically plug the hole in Tailai Garment Manufacturing.
And Wang Wan also settled the score.
He helped Feng Quli plan these recent events. If you take away these commissions, you can make a small fortune.
Then, Wang Wan grinned.
As for the onlookers, after they left the autograph session, they went to Tailai Garments to see what the clothes there were like.
As a result, Tailai Garment's sales increased significantly.
Li Xin, who watched the whole process, was filled with emotion: "These two guys are quite powerful, and they are also good at business."
Li Shui hummed: "That's natural."
At this time, a newsboy came out on the street and shouted loudly: "A shop invited Wang Wu to speak for him, but Wang Wu refused. Take a look, a shop invited Wang Wu to speak for him, but Wang Wu didn't go."
Soon, people started coming to buy newspapers.
Wang Wu is also hot news.
Wang Wu and Feng Quli are different. Feng Quli has always been aloof. He is a nobleman, he is a noble person, and he is far away from everyone.
Although the General tabloid often reports on the inside stories of noble families, it also reports on the Feng family.
But... after all, watching flowers from across the bank is a layer apart.
But Wang Wu is different. Wang Wu, like everyone else, is a member of the lower class, just like the uncle next door.
Originally, everyone was the same person, all in rags and with no food to eat, but suddenly one day, this uncle became a nouveau riche.
Everyone will be envious, jealous, and want to know news about him.
If he is down, everyone will take pleasure in his misfortune and feel more balanced.
If he becomes rich again, everyone will be more envious and have similar daydreams.
Therefore, when everyone heard that someone approached Wang Wu for endorsement, they immediately became envious and jealous, because everyone knows that endorsements can make a lot of money.
But then I heard that Wang Wu refused.
Everyone is even more interested. Does this mean that Wang Wu is in trouble and is going to be unlucky?
Soon, the paper was sold like crazy.
After everyone got the newspapers, they saw a detailed report.
This report said that there is a blacksmith shop and I hope Wang Wu can be the spokesperson.
This blacksmith shop makes hoes, sickles, plows, and other farm tools.
They took a fancy to Wang Wu who came from the battlefield and had a good knowledge of iron weapons, so they hoped that he could be the spokesperson.
But Wang Wu didn't agree.
He told the blacksmith: "I am not only a soldier, I am also a farmer. On the battlefield, if the sword is not sharp, you may be killed by the enemy. In the farmland, if you don't use farm tools, you will get twice the result with half the effort."
"So, I won't agree to the blacksmith shop's endorsement immediately. I want to try their farm tools first. If they are really useful, I will recommend them to you."
"I don't want those kinds of farm tools, which are obviously crudely made, because some special things are added, such as painting or temporary polishing, which makes them look fast. But after a little use, their true colors are revealed."
"I want to use it myself and find out if it is good, and then give it to everyone. My reputation is given by everyone, and I can't harm everyone."
"As for rejecting this endorsement, I will make a lot less money. It doesn't matter. Money is important, but everyone's trust is more important."
Everyone reading the newspaper nodded.
This Wang Wu is really a good person.
As a result, Wang Wu's honest persona began to be quietly established.
Li Shui and Li Xin witnessed this scene in wheelchairs.
Li Xin said to Li Shui: "Brother Huai, can you give me one of your elixirs of longevity?"
Li Shui: "Huh?"
Li Xin said: "I don't want to die now."
"In the past, I didn't care. Life and death mattered, and wealth was in heaven. On the battlefield, I was even more fearless of death. But now... I'm a little reluctant to die."
"I found that this world is very wonderful, much more wonderful than I imagined. If I died now, I would probably die with my eyes open."
Li Shui coughed dryly: "Then your body needs to hold on. It's best not to die before I invent the elixir of longevity."
Li Xin nodded.
While the two were talking, a craftsman came out of breath and said to Li Shui: "My lord, my lord, Xiangli Zhu has something important to do, please go back."
Li Shui asked in confusion: "What is it?"
The craftsman said: "The villain doesn't know. Miss Zhu refuses to tell."
Li Shui hummed: "Then I'll go back and take a look."
Li Xin also went back to watch the fun.
After arriving at Shangjun Courtyard, Li Shui asked Xiangli Zhu, "What happened?"
Xianglizhu thought for a while and said to Li Shui: "There are two things, which one do you want to listen to first?"
Li Shui: "...I will hear the bad news first, it will be bitter first and then sweet."
Xianglizhu said awkwardly: "Both things are good news."
Li Shui: "...Why don't you tell me quickly? Just tell me something."
Xianglizhu said, "First of all, it's the phone. We have initially solved the problem of being wiretapped."
Li Shui was overjoyed and asked: "How to solve it?"
"We installed three lights next to the phone," Xianglizhu said.
"When the call is not connected, the first light is on. When the call is connected, the second light is on. When another line is listening, the third light is on."
Li Shui nodded: "Well, it's not bad. This is a good idea."
Xianglizhu breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Shui asked: "Where's the rest of the good news?"
Xianglizhu smiled and said: "The remaining news is quite important, so you have to be mentally prepared."
Li Shui took a deep breath and said to Xiangli Zhu, "I'm ready, just tell me."
Xiangli Zhu said quietly: "We have mastered the secret of resurrection."
Li Shui: "Huh?"
