Chapter 6 Chapter Six

In the early morning of July 19, 1993. It was a memorable day. After months of hard work, a 360,000-word novel finally came to an end in the middle of the night.When Xia Yingjie pulled out the last page of the manuscript from the printer, she felt exhausted like never before, like a person who just escaped from the desert, and the joy and satisfaction of a conqueror did not exist in her mind at all. Only fear, only a sense of relief. She has written many articles in her three-year journalistic career, but she never thought of facing a systematic and huge creative project in the past.Eight months, more than 300,000 words, this may not be a big deal for a veteran in the literary world, but for her, such a feat is possible only under the threat of love.Whether consciously or forced, she has taken a real first step in the direction Song Yikun expected of her.

At this moment, two complete manuscripts are arranged on the table like two hills, one will be sent to Beijing, and the other will be sent to Zhanjiang Wanluda Culture Company. At least tonight, she's done her job. According to the progress of the novel, Song Yikun has made some arrangements in advance.This afternoon he was going to Jiangzhou by plane to meet with Fang Ziyun who had agreed to wait there, and then took the train to Beijing that night to ask the most authoritative literary editor in the country to review the novel and ask for comments on revisions.But to go to Beijing, you must bring the complete manuscript.

Xia Yingjie leaned on the back of the chair exhausted for a while, then took out the disk, turned off the computer and desk lamp, went to the living room to turn on the wall lamp and the air conditioner, went to the kitchen to get ice cubes and a can of Coca-Cola from the refrigerator, and drank alone in the living room .At this time, she drank alone in silence, probably as a form of congratulations on the completion of the novel. At this time, Song Yikun walked into the living room from the bedroom with sleepy eyes. He was wearing a pair of loose trousers with his shirt on, like a farmer selling melons.He came in and asked, "Are you finished?"

Xia Yingjie nodded, handed over a glass of Coke with ice cubes, and said with a smile: "I'm done writing, I can't sleep anymore anyway, let me congratulate myself, I'm liberated, why don't you sleep anymore?" "I woke up as soon as you turned on the air conditioner." Song Yikun took a sip from the cup and said, "It's too early for you to congratulate, you still have a modification project." "It doesn't matter, let's have fun for a while." Xia Yingjie said, "Today is July 19th, and the deadline for manuscript bidding is August 15th. There are only more than 20 days. Wait until you collect opinions." Amendment, is it too late?"

"Do your best, and it's good to fight for one more day." Song Yikun picked up a cigarette from the table and lit it, with a serious expression on his face, and said, "This book must draw opinions from two aspects: popular literature and serious literature." , as long as there are no changes in the skeleton, local revisions are possible. The draft on the disk must be preserved.” Modifying on the computer can save a lot of time. "Ninety-nine heads have been tapped, so I don't care about this trembling." Xia Yingjie said, "I really like this novel, because I wrote it word by word, but I really don't know if it's worth the money. It’s not like being a reporter in a newspaper office, where you can earn a living with both good and bad articles.”

Song Yikun said: "I have to remind you again about this matter. When you go to Zhanjiang, you only let the booksellers look at the manuscript and estimate the price, and you cannot make a deal. You must focus on the manuscript bidding." "It always feels immoral to talk about things without sincerity." "That's called firepower reconnaissance." Song Yikun said, "The only criterion for measuring business ethics is the law, and collecting information is the most basic behavior in business activities. If you think that way, all businessmen will have to jump off the building."

After explaining this way, Xia Yingjie felt at ease, and said, "Wang Hai and Sun Gang are leaving for Haikou on the 21st. Do you want to call Vienna before you leave? Otherwise, you will definitely have to go in two directions." Song Yikun shook his head and said, "It's better to go astray. Last time Wang Haiyi left without hearing for two months. He threw the stall in Jiangzhou to a few uninvolved staff and hid in Vienna by himself. Now he suddenly wants to get married with Sun Just came to Haikou together, this can only explain one problem: the situation in Jiangzhou can't go on, and they are eager to find a way out. I knew this day would come, and I will keep it low-key. If they really want to find a way out , I don’t care about waiting a few more days. And I have to wait for some things to become clear before I have the right to speak.”

"I was in Zhanjiang when they came. Wang Hai knows Jiang Wei, and he will definitely contact her. He should say hello to her in advance. In addition, you should see Xiao Ma when you go to Beijing this time." "It's not good to look at Xiaoma." Song Yikun said, "Things are chaotic right now, and there is no clue about anything. What should I say when I see Xiaoma? Let's wait and think about Xiaoma's affairs." It was dawn, Xia Yingjie started to dress up after breakfast, to cover up his tired face after not sleeping all night, and then took the bus to Nandu Hotel Travel Agency to pick up the plane ticket.Starting today, she took a four-day vacation. After seeing Song Yikun off, she herself will leave Haikou and take a ship to Zhanjiang.

Song Yikun stood in front of the window, looking at Xia Yingjie who was walking away downstairs, her thin figure and tireless footsteps, loving and convinced.He had imagined that she would waver, complain, and regret, but the facts proved that those worries were unnecessary.Her knowledge, mind and perseverance will definitely make her the most beautiful woman in the female group, especially her kind of love contained in every bit of life, that kind of love is so selfless that it is moving. Near noon, Xia Yingjie went home in Jiang Wei's car. When Song Yikun opened the door and saw Jiang Wei, it was too late to get dressed, and Jiang Wei laughed out loud at his appearance, saying that he was a charlatan who sold Dali pills on the street, but his muscles were a little less.

Xia Yingjie took out the clothes prepared for Song Yikun to wear when he went out, a pair of well-fitting high-grade fabric trousers and a pure white long-sleeved shirt.This jacket was custom-made from the fabric she bought. It has no collar and is wide and long.She said to Jiang Wei: "This kind of clothes sold on the street are all printed with patterns. I don't like it, so I ordered one. How about it? It's simple, generous, and comfortable. Thieves don't care about it. I named it 'Hamlet'." Jiang Wei smiled and said, "In my opinion, it looks like the host of a TV station run by a village."

"Soil." Xia Yingjie pushed Song Yikun's sleeve up his arm, "This action is called the finishing touch. The so-called everyone's demeanor actually only needs to be pushed lightly." Jiang Wei folded her arms on her chest, nodded and said, "That's right, I look like a prince now." Song Yikun was at a loss as to what to do. Seeing this, Xia Yingjie smiled, and stopped embarrassing him, and said, "It's time for me to cook. Let's eat noodles today. The air ticket is in my bag, so you put it away. After dinner, Jiang Wei and I will take you to the airport .” Just as Song Yikun was about to speak, Jiang Wei said, "Go watch TV, I'll help Ajie cook, it's not hard for you. I heard from Ajie that you have been in Haikou for eight months and have never been to the city. Seeing you is like It’s the same as seeing an old man from the former Qing Dynasty, except that a braid is missing on his head.” Indeed, it is really incomprehensible that a person from the mainland who has lived on the island for more than eight months has no idea of ​​the style and appearance of this coconut city. In the afternoon, the plane arrived in Jiangzhou, which is undoubtedly a sign that an ambitious person has passed his hibernation period, and a heavy and mysterious curtain has been lifted since then. Haikou bought time for Song Yikun.Leaving Haikou this time, on the surface, he was going to Beijing to ask authoritative people to appraise the manuscript, but his real purpose was in Shanghai.The reason why he asked Xia Yingjie to create this novel whose theme outline was designed by him was that the origin was in Shanghai, and the writing was still in Shanghai.Xia Yingjie seemed to understand everything, but he didn't know this long-planned big game at all.For the planners of this book, the literary effect is just a by-product, not decisive.It's a clever plot, full of artistic charm and potential gore. Who is Song Yikun?He is not naive enough to rely on an unsure literary effect to reverse the macro survival adversity, nor does his self-esteem allow him to bet a man's survival on a woman.The difference is that in the past, he wanted to use this achievement as a gift to repay Xia Yingjie's infatuation, but now, this achievement will be used as the most basic energy to start a bigger machine. Song Yikun didn't fly directly to Beijing, but took a detour to Jiangzhou because he had important matters to stop in Jiangzhou.First of all, he needs to get the product description materials sent by Fang Ziyun; secondly, he needs to make arrangements for applying for patents; A cursory inspection. Fang Ziyun was waiting at the airport as scheduled.His long hair was gone, his beard was gone, his straight trousers were paired with shiny black leather sandals, his snow-white shirt was wearing a dark tie, and he was carrying a document bag.This is a completely different person from him eight months ago, and the free and easy and arrogance of the "avant-garde poet" in the past has disappeared. Song Yikun's attire is simple and light, and the nylon travel bag is also the most common kind. No one will take a second look at him when he walks into the crowd. After eight months of separation, Fang Ziyun greeted Song Yikun with a smile when he saw him from afar, but unexpectedly the other party looked at him silently and asked: "Why, don't you know?" Fang Ziyun has changed, and this change is more reflected in his eyes and natural demeanor, but Song Yikun is more willing to see the poet from before, that extraordinary and obsessive poet.Regarding the changes in his old classmates, he couldn't tell whether it was a kind of progress or a kind of regression, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad for him. Song Yikun couldn't express, so he only responded softly: "It's a little unfamiliar." "So, you have to see me among the poor to be pleasing to your eyes?" Fang Ziyun smiled disapprovingly, and continued, "Let's go, talk to the car if you have something to say. I have to go back today. I can't see you off at night. " "Then I'll see you off. The shuttle bus from Jiangzhou to Yunan is said to run every 20 minutes. After I see you off, I still have time to do other things." Song Yikun said. The two found an empty chair in the hall and sat down. Song Yikun didn't want to talk about serious things in the taxi, which was his habit.He wants to send Fang Ziyun to the long-distance station after talking about things. At this time, Fang Ziyun took out a file bag and handed it to Song Yikun, saying: "All the information about this product is in it, including videos, pictures, samples and written materials. The records about financial expenses were not brought according to your intention. Now I still have 20,000 yuan on hand. To put it simply, I didn’t spend much money on purchasing raw materials, equipment and renting smelting furnaces. The machine was bought from old equipment and slightly modified, and it can press 60 semi-finished products per minute for less than 10,000 yuan. Most of the money was used to pay remuneration.” Song Yikun put the file bag into his travel bag and asked: "You have been man-to-man for eight months, if you are asked to organize production, is there any problem?" "There is no problem at all." Fang Ziyun said, "The formula of synthetic materials, smelting temperature, and process procedures have all been explored through hundreds of experiments, and they are fixed. The mechanical process is more sure. In the past eight months, I have also It's not for dry food." Song Yikun was very satisfied, and asked, "Is there any reflection in the newspaper?" "There will definitely be some impact on work, but it hasn't deteriorated to the point of losing my job." Fang Ziyun finished speaking, and then suffered again, "The experimental work of this product is basically over, and there are still some sporadic things to be done at the end. I'm an old tune Again, can you borrow the 40,000 yuan gap in the labor settlement? It is impossible to pay the IOU, and if you have been employed until November, you will have to throw in more than 13,000 yuan for nothing, which is not a small amount." "That will have to be delayed, there is no other choice." Song Yikun said, "Don't you still have some money on hand? Start applying for a patent immediately. The money that should be spent must be spent. For product appraisal, we must strive for certification from the highest domestic authority. , must be head-to-head, and no airs can be tolerated. The patent legal person writes your name." "You invest in me picking peaches?" Fang Ziyun shook his head, "I can't stretch out this hand. I'm just your agent. To put it bluntly, I'm your employee. I don't ask for anything else. Once you become prosperous , Give me an official position and let me stand alone, and if I do it well, I will dare to ask for money." "Then it's meaningless, there are plenty of people who can stand alone, why should I use you?" Song Yikun said, "You just lent me a sum of money, and when you earn money, you have to pay me back the principal with interest. In the future, we will be a cooperative relationship, and you will invest in technology. No matter who you cooperate with, you must have something in your hands, otherwise you will be nothing.” "Borrowing money?" Fang Ziyun thought for a while and smiled, "This explanation is very scientific and decent, I accept it. In fact, I even want to rob banks now, and I am crazy because of poverty. I have at least four collections of poetry If you only rely on salary for the manuscript, you will never want to do it in this life." "Others save the country with curves, but you save poetry with curves." Song Yikun said with a wry smile, "If you develop more elegant culture, you will lose money, and if you don't, you will lose money. In the long run, China's national culture must be lost." Fang Ziyun asked: "The serious literature is in a downturn right now. In this climate, if you let Xia Yingjie climb the grid, can there be a way out?" "When two people are together, there must be a clean one." Song Yikun sighed, "If we want to find more sympathy, maybe we should all do learning, and now learning is useless." "It's the tide of the times." Fang Ziyun said helplessly. After talking about the matter, Song Yikun called a taxi to take Fang Ziyun to the long-distance bus station, and watched the medium-sized bus to Yunan leave, so he called another car to the train station. He had to solve the problem of the train ticket first. . The train station is crowded with people. From the square to the lobby, all the places that can accommodate are full of passengers. The ticket hall is full of long queues, and the busiest people are ticket dealers. deal with. Song Yikun paid double the normal ticket price, and easily got a soft sleeper ticket to Beijing that night from the ticket dealer.In the black market at the station, as long as you are willing to pay, there is nothing you can't do. He walked to the taxi yard and took a look. For the sake of broad vision, he deliberately chose a "noodle" to sit in front, and told the driver: go to Huayuan Road to eat a bowl of Maji Beef Ramen, and then go to Chengdong Road Take a turn and return to the station.Jiangzhou Leather Factory is on Chengdong Road, and the Maji Beef Ramen on Huayuan Road is a snack that Song Yikun has been patronizing for many years. When they arrived at Huayuan Road, the driver parked the car and accompanied Song Yikun into the noodle shop.This place is different from other noodle restaurants, customers are not allowed to drink alcohol, and the store does not sell side dishes, only ramen is allowed, because there are too many people, and seats need to be vacated when needed.There are hundreds of ramen restaurants in Jiangzhou, but this place is unique. Song Yikun queued for half an hour to eat this bowl of noodles, then returned to the car contentedly, and drove towards Chengdong Road.At this time, it was dusk. Under Song Yikun's guidance, the taxi drove three kilometers south, east, and north from the leather factory, then circled around the leather factory, and finally stopped at the side of the road.Song Yikun got out of the car, stood on the sidewalk and smoked slowly. thinking.Afterwards, he sat back in the car and said to the driver: "Follow the route just now, and go again." Song Yikun seemed to have discovered something from here, although the feeling was still hazy.In fact, he came here for this feeling.He has studied and worked in Jiangzhou for more than ten years, and has a certain understanding of the city. Since there are signs that Wang Hai and Sun Gang are going to defect to him, he has to pay attention to Wang Hai's activities in Jiangzhou. Returning to the station, it took only ten minutes to leave the train. Song Yikun slept all night with his travel bag on his pillow, and arrived in Beijing after eight o'clock in the morning. Before getting out of the car, he brushed his teeth, washed his face, and made all preparations for work.After leaving Beijing Railway Station, he immediately got into a taxi and went straight to the Agricultural Exhibition Hall. The Beijing Agricultural Exhibition Hall is one of the most influential places in the publishing industry, with many signs. Song Yikun paid the taxi fare, took out the notebook and read it again, and then walked towards the editorial department of a publishing house.There are a dozen names of famous editors in the notebook, just find any one of them. He walked into a building and looked for the first person on the list—Wang Wenqi—in the editorial office of a literary journal on the third floor.He saw the name on a sign on a door and knocked lightly on the door. "Come in." Someone said in the room. He opened the door and went in, and asked, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Wang Wenqi?" "It's me, what's your business?" Wang Wenqi asked while sitting at his desk. This is a one-person office, and only those with considerable qualifications can obtain this kind of work treatment. Compared with the editorial room full of desks, this place is much quieter. Wang Wenqi is in his fifties, thin, and once edited Many influential works. Song Yikun said straight to the point: "I was entrusted by someone to make a special trip from Haikou to Beijing, and I would like to invite you to read a manuscript. The author did not dare to come because she did not have the courage to knock on the door of an authoritative editor, fearing that she would be rejected. Of course, there are additional conditions for asking you to read the manuscript." Wang Wenqi thought for a while and said, "Close the door and sit down and talk." Song Yikun closed the door, pulled a chair and sat down next to Wang Wenqi, took out the novel manuscript from the travel bag and put it on the table, and said: "This manuscript has 360,000 characters, and it is a novel about realistic themes. The author has no intention of being in Beijing. Publishing, I just want to seek the opinions of authoritative people, and only after the appraisal can I consider how to deal with the work. There is a saying in the literary world that we should pay for the manuscript. If you are willing to help, please put forward the conditions. Let me declare that this is purely private thing." Wang Wenqi asked: "Are you trying to use me to evaluate the work?" Song Yikun shook his head and said, "You don't have to put forward your opinions in written form, just a few words of verbal pointers are enough. The author pays attention to the content, not the form." Wang Wenqi was silent for a moment, and said, "Since it has nothing to do with the publishing house and is purely a private matter between individuals, I can help. I need to read 360,000 words in a week, and I will be paid 1,000 yuan." "But the author originally planned to pay you two thousand yuan, so I can only do as the author wants." Song Yikun said calmly, "The author is out of respect for art, please understand. The author does not want your receipt. If possible, I just hope the time can be shortened." After Song Yikun finished speaking, he took out an envelope containing 2,000 yuan in cash from his travel bag and put it on the table, asking the other party to count it.Wang Wenqi pushed the envelope back and said, "Four days, okay?" "Yes." Song Yikun said. Wang Wenqi wrote an address on a piece of paper and handed it to Song Yikun, saying: "You take the money first. Counting from today, you can come to my house at this address to pick up the manuscript at seven o'clock in the evening on the fourth day." "Thank you." Song Yikun put away the envelope and address, ready to leave. "Wait a minute." Wang Wenqi said suddenly, "Why do you believe me? Giving opinions is too general, without a standard and standard. How do you know that I won't dismiss you with a few words? Then your money is wasted, isn't it? ? You also made a trip for nothing." Song Yikun picked up his travel bag and smiled, and said: "You can do that, and the author will still pay you two thousand yuan as a labor remuneration, but if an artist loses his artistic conscience, only the artist himself knows what it feels like. Thank you for your support." Accept me, goodbye." The meeting was very brief. The other party didn't even ask for the visitor's name, and there was no need to know it. The important thing was the manuscript and the matter itself. After leaving the Agricultural Exhibition Hall, Song Yikun immediately took a taxi to China Travel Agency to book a flight ticket from Beijing to Haikou in four days.His next stop should be Shanghai, which is the highlight of his trip. The flight ticket was booked smoothly. So, he returned to the Beijing Railway Station and walked among the crowd at the gate of the ticket hall with a piece of paper with the words "Buy a ticket" written on it.A few minutes later, he was spotted by the ticket dealer. After passing by, he bargained and the deal was settled. He followed the ticket dealer out of the station for more than 100 meters, and did not proceed with the payment transaction until the ticket dealer confirmed that it was safe.The ticket is for the express train to Shanghai at 11:30 noon. After getting the ticket, he ate something nearby and waited in the soft sleeper waiting room until he got on the train.From the time he entered Beijing to the time he left Beijing, it was only a little over three hours. Long trips are lonely and boring.Song Yikun passed the time by the few books he carried with him, and occasionally chatted with the passengers in the same compartment.He is not a sociable person, and small talk is a struggle for him, especially with strangers. After leaving Shanghai Railway Station, Song Yikun deposited his travel bag, and immediately called a taxi.For an upcoming conversation, he no longer needed to prepare anything. In eight months, no matter the content of the conversation or the form and skills of expression, everything is well planned. The driver asked, "Where are you going, sir?" "Iron Eagle Group Company." Song Yikun replied. Iron Eagle Group is a well-known enterprise in China, and it also has some influence in the world. It has assets of more than 400 million yuan and a variety of business projects, including pharmaceuticals and beverages.Hotels, shopping malls, real estate and other industries.Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, domestic satellite TV broadcasts the company's direct advertisements at several fixed time intervals every day, which is known to everyone.Its headquarters is located in the 18-story Iron Eagle Hotel. Song Yikun walked into the hotel, took the elevator up to the ninth floor, and rang the doorbell of Room 9019. The sign on the door read: Chairman of Tieying Group Co., Ltd. The female secretary who opened the door asked softly, "Excuse me, sir, who are you looking for?" "Gao Tianhai." Song Yikun said. The female secretary looked up and down at the visitor who directly called the chairman by name, with a displeased expression on her face, and asked, "The chairman is talking to someone, what do you want from him?" "Big event." Song Yikun said two words. The female secretary had no choice but to let him in and said, "Sit here and wait for a while, and I will report inside. May I have your surname?" "Miangui's surname is Song. He's from Beijing. He just got off the train." The chairman's office is luxurious, covered with thick handmade carpets, several large leather sofas, and the coffee table is as bright as a mirror.The doors to the suites are leather-wrapped for aesthetics and soundproofing.There are computers, telephones, and fax machines on the boss's desk, and a large safe next to the seat. A moment later, a middle-aged man in his forties came out of the room. He was wearing glasses and a checkered tie. His shiny hair was combed neatly with a little white hair. He asked politely: "Do you have anything to do with me? It seems that we don't know each other." Song Yikun stood up, took out a note from his trousers pocket and handed it to the other party, and said with a smile, "This is my letter of introduction." There were five words written on the note: Zhou Li is in trouble. Gao Tianhai's expression sank, he put the note into his pocket, looked at Song Yikun carefully, and then said to the secretary: "Go and arrange a room, Mr. Song and I want to discuss a business, and I don't want anyone to disturb you. The guests inside go to the coffee shop first, and you can entertain me later." "Understood." The secretary went out after speaking. "Mister, please wait a moment." Gao Tianhai said, then opened the door and entered the suite. Soon, several guests walked out of the room.Gao Tianhai smiled and sent them outside the door, watching them walk towards the elevator.At this time the phone rang, Gao Tianhai went into the room, picked up the phone, listened to it for a while, then put it down, and said to Song Yikun, "Mr. Song, please follow me." The meeting was temporarily arranged in the guest room on the other side of the elevator on the ninth floor. On the square table were two cups of freshly brewed tea, a pack of domestic cigarettes and a pack of imported cigarettes. Gao Tianguan came to the door and sat down with Song Yikun face to face, and said, "I quit smoking a long time ago, please feel free to smoke what flavor you are used to. Can you please introduce yourself?" "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is the matter." Song Yikun took a sip of tea from his cup, picked up "Marlboro" from the table, lit one and said, "On September 18th this year, a The bidding for manuscripts has been promoted by various news media, so you must have heard of it.” "I have a little impression. But what does this have to do with me? Please follow the clues on the note and talk about the real issue directly." Gao Tianhai was a little impatient. "If you don't explain the background clearly, things won't be clear." Song Yikun said unhurriedly, "There will be a 360,000-word novel in the manuscript bidding activity, and the author is a woman. Part of the plot is based on a true story. The chairman of a well-known company fell in love with a beautiful lady. Almost no third party knew about it. The two have been in secret contact. However, the chairman has a wife And because of certain economic actions, he felt insecure. So, the chairman took great pains to send the young lady abroad, to be precise, to Graz, Austria, for the sake of feelings, and to leave a place for himself. To this end, he exchanged 4.5 million yuan into 500,000 U.S. dollars to fight people in Austria via Hong Kong, bought a house in Graz with 260,000 U.S. dollars, and bought a house with 200,000 U.S. dollars. Restaurant. I don’t think 4.5 million yuan should be the legal income of a state cadre. As for how many times the head should be beheaded, I can’t say, but I don’t think it’s a big problem if it is cut off once.” Sweat dripped from Gao Tianhai's forehead, and his face was a little pale. Although he claimed to have quit smoking a long time ago, he still took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked heavily.He was shocked, he couldn't believe that the other party who thought only God knew the secret could describe it so accurately.After being silent for a while, he stabilized his emotions and said coldly, "You are trying to blackmail me." Song Yikun shook his head and said calmly: "If you want to blackmail, you don't have to wait until today. Please show some respect and don't swear in front of someone who can't swear. I'm here to save you." "Save me?" Gao Tianhai felt ridiculous, and asked sarcastically, "How can I save you?" Song Yikun said: "The manuscript that participated in the bidding is priced at 800,000 yuan, please Tieying Group Company to buy it in the spirit of developing corporate culture and supporting serious literature." "What a big appetite," Gao Tianhai said sarcastically, "If that's the case, why don't you just report me." "Extortion fails to make a report, that's what a villain does." Song Yikun accepted it indifferently, "I remind you to straighten your mind, I'm here to give you a chance, no one asks you to do anything, and no one coerces you. Please don’t be confused. Since the manuscript is priced at 800,000, it will definitely be sold for 800,000. It’s not something you and I can change. If Tieying Group doesn’t buy it, someone will. Mr. Gao’s attitude shows that you don’t need mine help, then I take my leave." After Song Yikun finished speaking, he stood up and left without hesitation. Gao Tianhai didn't stop him, and sat on the sofa indifferently.Song Yikun walked out of the guest room, walked through the corridor, and took the elevator to the first floor.At this time, the situation changed. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he was stopped by a lady at the main service desk. "Sir, please stay." The lady gave him a welcome ceremony with a smile, and said, "Chairman Gao has invited you, sir. He said that the business can still be negotiated. Please come up, please." The lady skillfully grabbed Song Yikun's clothes with her left hand, and kept making a "please" gesture with her right hand. She was afraid that the merchant would leave and would not be able to explain, so Song Yikun had no choice but to go back into the elevator.The young lady did not leave at every step, and did not leave with confidence until he was handed over to the chairman. Gao Tianhai waited for the lady to go far away, then closed the door and sat back in his seat, and asked, "What will happen if Tieying Group doesn't buy that manuscript?" "That will satisfy another buyer." Song Yikun said, "After the work is published, it will attract social attention due to the worth of 800,000. , the novel is written by real people and real events, and has enough evidence. With the popularity of Iron Eagle Group, it is not difficult for us to imagine the social response. Iron Eagle Group advertises every day. At that time, there will be such a situation, the procuratorate Filing investigations, court hearings, and the press’s full-blown booing. We all know what the press depends on for a living, and we need to mobilize this positive factor. Readers, they will also speculate from books out of their own curiosity. Questions that I am interested in. Such three speculations and two speculations, even a lump of mud can be fried into gold. For such a work, I don’t think the film and television industry will sit on the sidelines. The circulation of this book will be comparable to that of Tieying Group. Famousness. It is directly proportional to the enthusiasm of the press and the artistic value of the work itself. As for you and Miss Zhou Li, please do what you like." Gao Tianhai smoked silently, smoking very deeply.He looked at the man in front of him, and the shadow of a devil appeared in his mind, and he felt the sharpness and heaviness of this man in his bones. He pondered, and after estimating various possibilities, he said: "The price is too high, I hope you can make some adjustments. This book will be bought by me personally, and I will keep it in my personal collection. At the same time, I hope you can make the necessary adjustments." promise." "The price is not negotiated, I'm not talking about business with you." Song Yikun denied the other party in a gentle tone, and said, "As for your personal buyout and collection, that's even more impossible. If you personally suffer losses, you will lose my reason to come to Shanghai." Significance. The author will not accept illegal gains, and we cannot do anything that violates the criminal law. In addition, you have no right to burn a work of art. Art itself is not a crime, and it is also related to the future of a literary youth. Yes Art can only be respected and cherished, and we are all highly educated people, we should understand this with common sense.” fuck you.Gao Tianhai gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart, wishing that this man would disappear from the earth immediately.He changed his tone and said, "My friend, you can't go too far in everything. If you push people into a hurry, elegant people will do vulgar things. This is Shanghai." Song Yikun smiled slightly and said: "You and I live and die together. If I have an accident, even if it is not caused by you, you will have to bear the consequences. So what you have to do is to keep me safe. I made a special trip to Shanghai to give you a chance. You receive me in this way, do you think you are a villain?" With the speculative power revealed by the other party's conversation and the planning of the manuscript, how could he not consider safety issues?Gao Tianhai realized that he had said something stupid, so he laughed at himself and said, "I'm sorry, this happened so suddenly, my mind is a bit confused. You know, this is completely different from managing a company." Song Yikun said: "It is mutually beneficial for enterprises to participate in cultural undertakings. It not only supports art, but also creates a good corporate image. If Tieying Group buys the manuscript, it is impossible to let the 800,000 yuan be spent in vain, and it will give full play to it. Its efficiency, publishing is one aspect, film and television production is also an aspect, both authors and enterprises benefit. When it comes to you personally, not only will you not have any losses, but you will gain a kind of capital." Gao Tianhai said: "This matter may not be as simple as you imagined. If the value of the work itself is too different from the price, isn't it a cover-up?" "I am confident that you have considered this issue more than you." Song Yikun said, "Once the scandal is exposed, it will mean the destruction of the author. I will not take this risk. Now the work is being appraised by authoritative critics in Beijing. If the appraisal results If you show that the work is worthless, I will inform you to give up this plan, and will not bother you again. In my personal opinion, I dare not say that this manuscript is a superior work, but it is still sure to reach the level of fishing in troubled waters. I Once again, if the work has no value, I will give up this plan, for the sake of the future of both the author and you." "If I agree to cooperate, what promise can I get?" Gao Tianhai asked. "In this day and age, do you believe in promises?" Song Yikun said calmly, "If I only do it for money, if I ignore the evaluation of my own personality, I can completely blackmail you like a real hooligan. If you think this If it can be used as a promise, this is the promise I can give you." Gao Tianhai asked again: "How can I confirm which work I want to buy?" Song Yikun took out a brief introduction of the work from his trouser pocket, unfolded it, handed it to Gao Dahai, and said, "All the information you need to know is on it." Gao Tianhai read the introduction carefully, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "I see it this way, you stay here first, and I will arrange the board and lodging. Give me some time to think about it, and I will give you an answer tomorrow afternoon. The amount of money is not large. Small, I can’t do it by opening my mouth alone, and there will be many problems in operation.” "It seems that it is necessary to reposition." Song Yikun said calmly, "I'm here to give you a chance, not to submit an application to you, so I don't need you to answer anything. There are still two more between now and the opening of the manuscript bidding." In three months, I will give you three days. If Wen Hao is not bought out by Tieying Group within three days, then our people will buy it out. And you, it means that you have given up the opportunity. Two months is enough to fight A Liaoshen campaign should be enough for you to plan your own actions. I have finished all I have to say, and now I am leaving." “慢，”高天海拦住起身欲走的宋一坤，“都是明白人，知道应该怎么做。你毕竟给了我一次机会，虽说不是朋友但也算得上客人，你执意要走我不便留你，但是你这样走怕不合适，显得我这个东道主大没有风度。发往北京的特快是晚上九点，你先在这里休息，晚上我陪你一起吃饭，然后送你去车站。车票没有问题，我会安排人去办。” “谢谢不必了。”宋一坤坚持要走。 “你该不是害怕吧？”高天海问。 宋一坤笑笑，说：“既然高先生诚心请我，那我只能客随主便了。不过有一点你不能忽视，我在这里停留时间越久，给这里人留下的印象就越深，这对你未必有利。一个领导无论做什么事，最好都能说得清楚。” 高天海也意识到了这一点，于是说：“宋先生不计较俗礼，我也就不必客套了，只是得辛苦你了。” “没什么。”宋一坤告辞了。 高天海把宋一坤送到电梯口，临分手的时候他客气地问： “宋先生，能不能告诉我，你是怎么知道那些事的？我一向认为自己做事非常谨慎。” “如果将来气氛融洽，我会告诉你的。”宋一坤说。 当晚，宋一坤离开上海。又是一段漫长而难熬的旅程，火车到达北京时正值深夜，睡觉前他特意把身上的物品全部检查一遍，将任何一种能说明自己去过上海的票据统统拿到卫生间冲掉。 此时已过午夜，准确地说宋一坤离开家已经第五天了。五天里，他的绝大部分时间都是在旅途中度过的，今夜是他第一次躺在了真正的床上，宽大而富有弹性的席梦思使他的身体想怎么伸展就怎么伸展，舒服极了，再不用被狭小的空间束缚。而且，该做的事情基本上都做了，没有心事的困扰。他可以放松地睡上一觉了。 一觉醒来，窗外已是阳光灿烂。宋一坤把旅行包存人服务台，接着去旅行社取机票，确定次日上午十点飞离北京。之后，他去天桥、去前门大街、去西单到处闲逛，他想给夏英杰买点礼物，可挑来选去拿不定主意，最终还是两手空空地回到了国际饭店，而他自己却装满了一肚子风味小吃。 晚上，他按约定去王文奇家。 王文奇一家人都在客厅看电视，他在书房接待了宋一坤，这里很安静，只是到处都是藏书显得空间太小了。 宋一坤的第一个动作就是把装有钱的信封放到写字台上，然后恭敬地等对方数钱，等对方发表意见。而王文奇却把信封推开了，他显得有些兴奋，说：“在我们交谈之前，我想先搞清楚你的姓名，你和作者夏英杰的关系。” “我叫宋一坤，是作者的朋友。” “你可以代表她吗？” “一般情况下我想可以。”宋一坤说。 王文奇点点头说：“作品我看了。直接点说吧，我们之间的交易取消了。我宁愿个人少一笔收入，希望这部作品经我的手在我们的刊物上发表，稿酬嘛，可以适当给作者优惠一些。当然，原稿还需要做一些修改。不知作者是什么意思。” “作者不会同意，她已经报名参加今年九月十八日在厦门举办的文稿竞价。也正是由于这个原因，她才不惜重金请您鉴定。” “是这样。”王文奇明白了，但仍不甘心，他说，“你要知道，我们的刊物在全国是一流的，在这里发表作品将是一种标志，这对肯定作者的实力、扩大作者的影响都是一般刊物所无法相比的，我们还可以为作品举办研讨会。文稿竞价也许会从经济上多得些好处，但从作者的长远考虑还是不如我们刊物具有严肃性和权威性。” 宋一坤诚恳地说：“以您的声望，您能对一个普通作者这样认真，我确实很感动，如果作者在场，她会受宠若惊。但是作品参加文稿竞价已成事实，很难改变了，请您谅解。作者刚刚入门，迫切需要您这样的名家指点，希望以后能有这样的机会。对这部作品，哪些是应该保持的？哪些是应该改正的？还请您指点一下。” “作者还年轻，闯一闯也好。”王文奇不再坚持自己的想法，他从抽屉里取出一张稿纸递过去说，“我的意见都写在上面，你可以给作者带回去。” 稿纸上的文字不多，写道—— 一、现实题材，硬派风格，从反面角度透视社会，决无调侃堆砌与无病呻吟之嫌。其真实、深刻、紧张，其粮性与人性的并存、碰撞，其大手笔、大背景、大谋略，构成了作品的可读性。 同时，恰到好处的爱情处理及反面性格的裂变又给人以关感和正面的启迪。作品很有新意，这种创作特点是作者应该保持的。 二、作者的文笔有些新闻化、对掌握与运用小说体裁尚显生疏，过于强调本质，过于直截了当，缺乏必要的烘托与修饰，缺乏细腻的笔润，例如环境描写、表情刻画、语气定位等等，这些缺陷影响了作品的生动鲜活，削弱了作品的感染力，作者应引起重视。 三、此稿如精心修改，可成上品。 一九九三年七月二十三日 宋一坤如获至宝，连声道谢。 王文奇谦虚地摆摆手说：“这只是我个人的看法，仅供参考。我想冒昧地问一句，以作者的年龄、性别，如何能写出这种题材的作品？” “夏英杰北京大学毕业，做过三年职业记者，接触的人很多，有不少商界的朋友，我想这与她的创作可能有关。” “是个有发展前途的作者。”王文奇说着，起身从书架上取出四本书放到宋一坤面前，“这是一套文学描写辞典，别人送的。这套辞典一百多万字，从人物、建筑、山水、季节到表情、心态、动作、气氛，无所不有，还包括国内外主要城市的风貌和比较有影响的历史事件，对写作很有帮助，请你给夏英杰带回去，也算我对文学青年的一点心意。” “谢谢您。”宋一坤将那纸意见夹进书里，把信封又往前推一下说，“钱您收下，您是忙人，我就不打扰了。麻烦您给我找一个袋子，我把书和稿子装起来。另外我想问一句，作者有没有直接向您求教的机会？” “方便的话尽管来，我喜欢有出息的年轻人。”王文奇说，“但是钱你得拿走，我说过，我们之间的交易取消了。如果夏英杰只是附庸风雅满足虚荣心，这个钱我敢拿，但是对于真正搞艺术的人，我只能尊重和帮助。我说话是算数的，不是跟你虚假客套，如果夏英杰还想登门的话，就请你把钱拿走。也许你还不理解一个老文学工作者的心情，对于真正投身艺术的青年，我们可以做师生或朋友，但决不做交易。” 宋一坤不知所措了。 王文奇找来一只布提兜把信封、文稿和辞典一并装起来，将宋一坤送出门外，那神情就像送一位老朋友。 宋一坤真的被感动了。 就在宋一坤离开海口的当天下午，夏英杰携带书稿乘轮船前往广东省湛江市，约见万路达文化公司总经理苏卫国。到达湛江当夜，她在市中心找了一家旅馆住下，于次日上午按名片上的地址找到文化公司。 这是某个事业单位的机关大院，院内有一座五层办公大楼，楼下的空地停放着许多轿车。大院门口挂着十几块牌子，有房地产公司、装饰工程公司、广告制作公司等等，都是租用的办公场地。万路达文化公司设在三楼，租用六间房子，分别为经理室、业务部、信息部、财务部、会客室和仓储室，这里工作环境优雅，每个职员都配有标准的工作台，每个房间都有电话，尤其业务部和信息部，八台电脑从一个侧面显示了公司的实力。遗憾的是，苏卫国不在。 接待夏英杰的是一位小姐，她把客人请进会客室，非常抱歉地说： “夏小姐，我们知道你和苏经理有约，但实在不巧，苏经理昨天晚上有急事临时改变了计划，开车去茂名了，这是他给你留的条子。” The note reads: 夏小姐，我确因急事而失约，当时给江薇打电话通知你，但来不及了，你已经在途中，实在对不起。请你把稿子交给工作人员处理，我已经做出安排，派专人为你购买返程船票并送你上船，以此略表歉意。另外，我因商务二十三日去海口，请你把电话号码留下，届时我会约你见面，就书稿之事给你答复。 苏卫国 “也只能这样了。”夏英杰取出稿子并写下电话号码交给小姐说，“麻烦你以公司的名义给我打个收条，可以吗？” “当然，例行手续嘛。” 小姐把书稿拿走，送来一张盖有公司印章的收据和几本杂志，说：“夏小姐请耐心等一会儿，买票的人很快就回来。” 夏英杰担心地问：“现在船票这么紧张，不提前预定有把握吗？” “放心，保证没问题。”小姐笑道。 不多时，拿票的小伙子回来了，说是离开船还有半个多小时。于是夏英杰在两位公司职员的陪送下去码头上船。 就这样，夏英杰一无所获回到海口。 夏英杰关心的是审稿和答复。既然确定了答复时间和地点，她当然希望早回海口，因为少请一天假就少损失一天的工资收入。这样一来时间和空间都能协调了，不但可以照常工作，也不影响接待宋一坤的维也纳来客。 七月二十一日，王海和孙刚从维也纳启程飞往香港，二十二日上午抵达海口，住海秀大街国际商业大厦。由于宋一坤家里的电话一直没人接，他们便转而与夏英杰联系。这才得知宋一坤两天前就去了北京。 夏英杰认识王海，对孙刚却只闻其名不知其人。孙刚身材魁梧，人也比较朴实，虽然穿着高档衣衫却没有潇洒倜傥的仪态，谦和的目光里还隐隐含着一股茫然与忧虑。 夏英杰歉意地说： “一坤知道你们要来，本打算在家里等着，可临时有变，他说事关重大不去北京不行，否则就会错过机会。实在对不起，请你们二位多原谅。” 孙刚说：“他既然离开海口，那肯定是有要紧的事。不知坤哥能去多久？” 王海也关切地问：“坤哥去北京做什么？” 夏英杰客气而婉转地答道：“他说最多一星期，估计这两天该回来了。至于他去干什么，我也说不准。” 孙刚说：“这次来一定要见到坤哥，我们等他。” 夏英杰问：“这两天有什么要我帮忙的吗？” “不用了。”王海说，“这两天我们出去走走，正好看看岛上的风景。” 孙刚看他一眼，那意思是：你还有心思观景？ 夏英杰与他们没有话题，纯粹是礼节性的应酬。漫无边际地谈了十几分钟，孙刚将一个礼品袋递给夏英杰说：“这是我们俩的一点心意，你替坤哥收下吧。既然坤哥不在，我们就不去家里了。” 夏英杰坚决拒收礼品，温和地说：“我不能随便替一坤接受礼品，不管什么事，等一坤回来了你们当面谈，请不要让我为难。” 孙刚不便勉强，只得暂时收回礼品。两人一直送她出了大门。 离开国商大厦，她直接回家了。一路骑车使她出一身热汗，进门就打开空调机，然后点燃热水器洗浴。心不在焉地冲洗完后，她便茫然了。 屋子空空荡荡，夏英杰从这个房间走到那个房间，不知道自己要干什么。她情绪很低落，身体的各个器官仿佛也跟大脑一样变得迟钝了，一天只吃一顿饭也不觉得饿。八个月了，这是她和宋一坤第一次分离，就像一座房屋突然缺了一根顶梁柱，那种平日不曾留意的踏实和安宁忽然远去了，忽然显得那么珍贵，连他偶尔发脾气的样子也有了某种浪漫的美感。 宋一坤不在的日子里她总是想：他一旦离开就再也不会回来了。其实生活很平静，什么也没有发生。她自己也不明白如何会产生这种奇怪的心理。 想到写作，她脑子更乱了。 写作太难了！它根本不像某些人所说的那样轻而易举，却着实像一座高高耸立的悬崖峭壁，对着想征服它的人冷笑。而在寻找攀登方法的过程中，那种无可奈何的压抑往往会把人推向近乎疯狂的境地，情绪烦躁、狂乱、低落。心灰意冷的时候真想不干了，想把电脑砸烂、想把稿纸撕成碎片，把脑子里那些七零八散的文字统统赶出去。然而，赶不走的却是她的感情，是宋一坤对她寄予的期望。 她对书稿的命运没有底数，心里一直七上八下，时而非常自信，时而又极度渺茫；既盼望知道书稿的结果，又害怕那个时刻到来。那种像被悬在空中的感觉真是让人难受。 漫长的一天在郁闷的氛围中度过，新的一天又开始了。 早晨下起了小雨，悄无声息的轻风拂动如烟似雾的细雨，给大地蒙上了一层浪漫的诗意。夏英杰披着自行车雨衣行驶在上班的路上，把头露在外面，感受轻风细雨的清爽，心情也好了一些。 今天是苏卫国约定与她面谈的日子。夏英杰一面工作，一面留心每一次电话铃响。然而临近下班了，苏卫国还是没有电话打来。 蒙蒙细雨还在下着，南国的雨季仿佛没有尽头似的。夏英杰拿出雨衣准备下班回家，这时江薇来了，她挎着皮包手里拿着汽车钥匙。 “有事吗？”夏英杰问。 “当然。”江薇说，“你不要回去了，跟我去采访一个老民警，算找抓了你一回公差。这几天坤哥不在，我看你一直闷闷不乐，不如出来散散心。再说，晚上七点你还有一个重要约会，不值得从家里跑一趟。” “苏卫国来电话了？”夏英杰敏感地问。不等江薇回答她便肯定了答案，又问：“他为什么不直接通知我而要把电话打给你呢？” “走吧，上车再说，反正你是回不去了。”江薇拉着她出了饭店。 坐在汽车里看雨要比骑在自行车上惬意多了。雨天路滑，江薇车开得很慢，她一边注视着路面一边说： “苏卫国中午就打电话了，约你晚上七点在天府饭庄见面，这次是他主动请客。他担心你会拒绝吃饭，所以电话打给我，不给你拒绝的机会。” “什么意思呢？”夏英杰老老实实地说，“一提起这事我就紧张。有时候我觉得这本书很有份量，有时候又觉得一文不值。你没问苏卫国有没有希望？” “问了，他不说。” 夏英杰分析道：“毕竟有过一面之交，也许他觉得当面拒绝太生硬，所以采用富有人情味的方式，就像外交辞令。” “俗话说人在事中迷，我看你是紧张过头了。”江薇说，“即便稿子被否定了也不能说明什么。别忘了，有位著名作家的书稿曾被八家出版商否定，但最终还是成了世界名著。” 夏英杰摇摇头，问：“晚上你能去吗？” 江薇笑着说，“这种历史关头我当然不能错过，一旦你成了名家，回忆录里怎么也得有我一笔。” “别起哄了，”夏英杰心事重重地说，“我最担心的是怎么下台，你薇给我浇冷水才是。” 江薇很有信心，说：“稿子我也看过，我认为不错，可读性强，很有吸引力。凡事旁观者清，我相信自己的鉴赏力，我不敢说能值多少，但肯定有价值。另外据我所知，苏卫国无利可图是不会随便请客的，也许他有求于你呢。” 夏英杰不敢有这种乐观的假设。 夏英杰说，“我现在最大的感觉是底气不足，你一个劲儿抽梯子，是存心让我下不来台，居心何在？” 江薇说：“外行看热闹，内行看门道。” 夏英杰知道江薇想带她出来散散心，她也实实在在地给江薇当了一下午临时工，江薇采访时她一直在旁边帮着作记录，听那位纯朴的、满面风霜的老警察讲自己的经历和对本职工作的热爱，使她产生了许多感慨。一直忙到六点三十分才离开，这一下午确实比闷在家里心情敞快得多。 苏卫国已经先一步来到天府饭庄，照例是秘书跟随。酒台摆着四个人的席位，只等客人到齐后开席。 看见夏英杰和江薇来了，苏卫国将菜谱递给夏英杰请她点菜。夏英杰摸不透对方这顿饭吃得是什么名堂。尽管她根本不会与苏卫国就书稿一事达成协议，而苏卫国对书稿的态度却至关重要。她放下菜谱笑着说：“苏先生，凡请客总得有个名目，如果只是谈书稿那就不必破费了，不该吃的饭我是不会吃的，你可以直截了当谈稿子。” 这段话讲得很艺术。江薇明白，夏英杰是告诉对方，如果对作品没有兴趣就直截了当摊牌，没必要绕个弯子。 苏卫国说：“不忙，边吃边谈嘛。” 江薇以旁观者的身份开玩笑地说：“戏还没开场苏经理就为杀价做铺垫了，大商人玩小动作，不够风度吧？” 苏卫国急忙摇手说：“没那个意思，绝对没那个意思。夏小姐既能出这种手笔的作品，智商和见识就不必考证了，我也害怕当众表演。说实话，稿子我是看中了，就是不知夏小姐什么价码肯出手。我的意思是，即便生意谈不成至少也多交个朋友，也许以后会有合作的机会。” 夏英杰那颗一直悬着的心悄然落地了，暗自长出了一口气，而脸上却不露声色，平静地说：“苏经理不要见怪，你不是也怕为了一顿饭在交易上补人情吗？是你开了一个头，别人才跟着你效仿。我看咱们还是故伎重演，各付各的账单。” “这样的话，太不给面子了吧。”苏卫国说。 看着夏英杰一本正经的神态，江薇不失时机地说：“阿杰，我可是你们的中介人，不给苏先生面子就是不给我面子。大家不是初次见面，也算是朋友了，不必太计较。” 夏英杰无奈，只好重新拿起菜谱。 酒菜上齐，大家象征性地品尝几口，苏卫国言归正传了，说：“夏小姐，稿子是由公司职员受理的，我也粗略看了一遍，就请你开个价吧。” 夏英杰心中有底，情绪更加稳定了。她略微思索了一下，温和地答道：“苏经理，我只能这样告诉你，这部稿子将参加今年九月在厦门举办的文稿竞价。我所以把稿子送到湛江，确实是希望我们之间能够合作，也希望你的报价能与书稿标价接近。当然，这种可能性似乎很小，但是我必须尝试一下。” 苏卫国沉默了，半晌没有说话。他是这方面的行家，自然知道这部书稿参加竟价意味着什么。许久之后他问：“那么请你告诉我，标价是多少？” 夏英杰心里说：天知道标价是多少！她笑笑，平静地说： “我需要你的意见做比较，如果距离太大我说了也没有意义。” “也就是说，夏小姐根本就没打算合作？”苏卫国虽然压抑着，但脸上已显不快之色。 “恰恰相反，”夏英杰说，“我去湛江，完全是为了那百分之一的可能性。” “好吧。”苏卫国看秘书一眼，“把合同书拿出来。” 秘书从文件包里取出两份一式四联的合同书，将其中一份递给夏英杰，说：“长篇小说《沉默的人》三十六万字，我公司愿出六万元买断版权和影视剧本改编权，这是我们所能接受的最高价，没有协商余地。如果夏小姐能够接受，就请在合同签个字。” 六万元！ 这是一个夏英杰意想不到的数字，她心里随之微微一展。那不是一个简单的数字，而是对作品，对她今后生存方式的一种肯定。如果不是宋一坤有言在先，她会立即在合同书上签字。然而她不能，确切地说是不敢。她按捺住内心的惊喜，接过合同书静静地看，既不让对方从她的表情里看到希望，也不让对方看到失望。 江薇很激动却不敢流露，这种关键时刻任何一丝表情都会成为对方判断虚实的依据。她见苏卫国和秘书都目不转睛地注视着夏英杰，便故意转移他