Chapter 507

And Ye Xuan on the other end of the phone, watching Xiao Ren, the president of the Writers Association, start to chatter endlessly, flashed a few funny looks in his eyes.

These cultural people are addicted to talking!

To put it nicely, it's called politeness.

To put it bluntly, it's just saying useless things, and they can't get to the point for a long time.

Seeing that Xiao Ren, the president of the Writers Association, had mentioned that the weather was about to cool down and that he needed to add clothes in time, Ye Xuan took decisive action.

"President Xiao, why are you calling me?"

Seeing Ye Xuan get straight to the point, Xiao Ren, the president of the Writers Association, also terminated the increasingly runaway topic, scratched his head, and pulled back to the main text at the beginning.

"It's like this. The Mao Dun Literature Prize will announce the final winner list in a week. We want to invite a highly respected literary predecessor to serve as the award presenter.

After thinking about it, Teacher Ye, you are the most suitable. The entire award committee entrusted me to strongly invite Teacher Ye to be the award presenter..."

Based on his previous understanding of Ye Xuan, Xiao Ren knew that Ye Xuan had always hated trouble, so he took the initiative to say before Ye Xuan could speak.

"On the other hand, everyone wants to meet you in person and wants to get to know you personally..."

Listening to Xiao Ren still keeping the habit of being wordy and saying a lot, Ye Xuan on the other end of the phone had already extracted the key points.

First, as the highest award for Chinese novels, the Mao Dun Literature Prize needs to invite a person with status to hold the scene.

Second, the awards ceremony is also a large-scale meeting scene in the literary world.

Thinking that Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils had just ended and he was idle anyway, Ye Xuan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"No problem."

"Great, Mr. Ye, I will email you the detailed time and address later..."

After confirming a series of details with Ye Xuan, Xiao Ren, the president of the Writers Association, returned to the conference room with high spirits after hanging up the phone.

Watching Xiao Ren, the president of the Writers Association, return with his hands on his hips and shaking his legs, everyone in the conference room scrambled to ask.

"President, how is it? Did Mr. Ye agree?"

"I haven't seen Mr. Ye yet. If Mr. Ye agrees, I must ask Mr. Ye for an autograph!"

"Mr. Ye is my idol. President Xiao, did you really persuade Mr. Ye?!"

Watching everyone looking at him with hopeful eyes, the chest of Xiao Ren, the president of the Writers Association, straightened up a bit more, and his whole body looked like a tree being praised by a breeze.

Proudly sweeping a glance at everyone, his eyebrows flashed with pride, and even his nostrils made a humming sound.

"Of course. Can the relationship between me and Mr. Ye be compared by others? As soon as Mr. Ye heard my invitation, he agreed on the spot!"

Agreed?!

Surprised voices came one after another.

"President, it has to be you!"

"Mr. Ye really gives you face!"

A series of compliments fell into Xiao Ren's ears, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

Shaking his head, Xiao Ren was so flattered that he was dancing, and he was still a little light when he sat in his seat.

At such a critical moment, you have to rely on yourself!