40: An irresistible, open conspiracy!

Wang De'an never made another phone call inquiring about the book number.

He poured all his energy into the public welfare activity themed "Finding the worry solver Around You".

He led the team in person and knocked on the doors of the Jiangcheng TV Station.

The negotiation process went unimaginably smoothly.

When the head of the TV Station heard that the activity was initiated by Teacher "Jian Shen",

he made a snap decision on the spot to list it as a key annual supervised project and established a dedicated program team.

The news spread.

Jiangcheng University, Professor Li Yuanchao's office.

"Interesting!"

After listening to Wang De'an's call, Li Yuanchao first rebuked him with a word,

but immediately let out a hearty laugh.

"This "Jian Shen" is so interesting!"

He did not hesitate at all:

"Old Wang, count me in. I'll serve as the chief cultural consultant for this activity for free!"

That afternoon, Professor Li Yuanchao updated his personal social media status.

[Literature should not be placed on a high shelf. It should walk into the mortal world to embrace real suffering and warmth. Teacher Jian Shen's actions are a great virtue!]

The eastern wind had risen.

The promotional teaser of the Jiangcheng TV Station

swept across the city's buses, subways, and outdoor giant screens like a virus.

"You are the next worry solver."

This advertising slogan, accompanied by the warm illustrations of "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store", was everywhere.

Immediately afterward, official media outlets successively stepped in to endorse it.

In an in-depth report published by the "Jiangcheng Evening News",

the reporter casually mentioned a sentence at the end of the article.

[It is understood that the spiritual source of this large-scale public welfare activity, the standalone volume of "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" that has warmed countless hearts,

its publication process is currently blocked at the approval stage due to some unknown reasons.]

This sentence was like a spark thrown into boiling oil.

Public opinion exploded.

[What kind of international joke is this? A book that saved lives, and they won't let it be published?!]

[Did I read that wrong? Approval blocked? If even this book has problems, then what book doesn't have problems?]

[There is definitely something fishy going on here! @Su Province Publishing Bureau Official, speak up! It must be thoroughly investigated!]

The public sentiment began to spiral out of control.

Just as this wind was blowing stronger and stronger,

the prime-time evening news of Jiangcheng TV Station broadcasted a special interview.

Accompanied by Women's Federation staff,

"Xiao Duo"'s mother accepted an interview with her back facing the camera.

Her voice was choked with sobs, and she couldn't continue several times,

only repeatedly saying "Thank you, thank you to all the kind people".

At the end of the interview, the reporter handed the microphone

to that small figure outside the camera view.

In the picture, a small hand nervously clenched the corner of the clothes.

A childish and timid voice clearly spread to thousands of households.

"Thank you Grandpa Namiya, thank you Teacher Jian Shen, and... and all the uncles and aunts who helped us."

"Boom!"

In front of the televisions, countless viewers instantly broke down emotionally.

This wind completely turned into a hurricane sweeping across the province.

Blowing all the way from Jiangcheng to Jinling.

Su Province Cultural Propaganda Department.

At an internal meeting on spiritual civilization construction,

a senior leader suddenly raised his head while listening to the report and looked at the bureau chief in charge of publishing.

"Right, that book "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" in Jiangcheng recently has received very good feedback."

His tone was calm, as if making casual conversation.

"Why hasn't this book been published yet?"

The meeting room instantly fell silent.

...

Jinling, Publishing Bureau.

In the office of Zhao Chuliang, head of the Approval Section,

the telephone ring hasn't stopped since morning.

At first, it was just a few familiar publishing house presidents dropping hints to inquire.

Later, it turned into "concern" from leaders of other departments in the bureau.

Sitting in his chair, Zhao Chuliang felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He recalled what Fang Zhenyun said at the dining table a few days ago,

and looking at the current battle array, his back felt a chill wave after wave.

How was this helping Old Wang vet things? This was simply helping himself build a tombstone!

Over on Fang Zhenyun's side, he was also completely dumbfounded.

Sitting in his office,

looking at the overwhelming public opinion on the internet,

he felt for the first time the fear of things getting out of control.

He had thought the other party would pull strings, send gifts, or find people to intercede.

The only thing he hadn't expected was that the other party didn't play by the rules at all.

Not entering the door, not looking for people,

they directly lit a fire in the square.

A fire that no one could oppose, or even dared to oppose.

Would he dare say this activity was bad?

Would he dare question "Xiao Duo"'s tears?

Would he dare say the three words "positive energy" were wrong?

If he dared to say half a "no", it would be equivalent to placing himself on the opposite side of the people and political correctness,

and he would be torn to shreds by this frenzy.

An open conspiracy.

This was a pure open conspiracy!

Just as Zhao Chuliang was about to collapse,

the red dedicated telephone on his desk rang.

His hand trembled. Seeing the caller ID,

his entire body sprang up instantly, standing as straight as a board.

"Hello, Secretary Li, I am Zhao Chuliang!"

On the other end of the line was the voice of the secretary to the minister of the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department, polite yet carrying majesty.

"Director Zhao, sorry to disturb you. The minister asked me to inquire which stage the book number for "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" has reached?"

"Ah, well, it's being... being reviewed urgently, reviewed urgently!"

Zhao Chuliang was already covered in sweat.

"Oh."

The other end of the line paused for a moment, the voice still unhurried.

"The minister also appreciates this book very much and hopes to see the physical book as soon as possible."

"In addition."

The secretary added.

"The minister said that for such outstanding works that promote social righteousness and are beloved by the masses, our relevant units should also appropriately open a green channel to provide assistance."

"Don't you agree, Director Zhao?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand! I understand! Secretary Li, I'll handle it right away! It will definitely be done as soon as possible!"

Hanging up the phone,

Zhao Chuliang felt as if he had been fished out of the water, his shirt soaked through on the back.

He knew that if he kept withholding this book number,

what he would lose wouldn't just be face, but the official hat on his head.

He didn't hesitate at all,

and immediately dialed the phone of Zhang Ce, president of Bailu Publishing House, his voice enthusiastic like never before.

"Old Zhang! Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"Through our expert group's day-and-night careful research and repeated argumentation, we unanimously agree that

"The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" is a once-in-a-century outstanding work! It is the strong voice of this era!"

"The book number will be approved this afternoon! I will supervise it personally, and it must be expedited!"

Zhang Ce on the other end of the phone held the receiver and couldn't speak for a long time.

Meanwhile, inside Xinchao Magazine Agency,

discipline inspection personnel knocked on the door of the editorial department,

and walked straight up to veteran editor Liu Feng's workstation.

"Comrade Liu Feng, because you are suspected of leaking commercial secrets, please come with us to assist with the investigation."

Amid the shocked gazes of the entire editorial department,

Liu Feng's face turned pale, and he collapsed limply into his chair.

In the SOHO studio,

on Lin Que's mobile phone screen, a news push notification popped up.

[Special handling for special matters! The book number of "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" is approved, and the Provincial Publishing Bureau opens a green channel for positive energy works!]

He calmly turned off his phone, picked up the coffee on the table, and took a gentle sip.

The taste was just right.

This fire had burned fiercely enough.

It was time to let Grandpa Namiya make his final farewell.

He opened "Jian Shen"'s email, created a new email, and the recipient was Xu Lan.

For the document title, he only wrote three words.

[Final Chapter]