It's definitely Chairman Liu!
Li Xianxian's heart jumps with joy. She stands up immediately to open the door.
The visitor indeed is Chairman Liu, and he is followed by a few senior members of the literary circle.
"Chairman Liu, esteemed seniors," Li Xianxian greets them with a smile. "I'm just a young newbie in the literary world, I am unworthy of such attention from the Chairman and the seniors..."
Before Li Xianxian can finish her sentence, Chairman Liu interrupts her, his expression cold, and throws two notebooks onto the table. "What are these?"
The sudden change in Chairman Liu's attitude freezes the smile on Li Xianxian's face. She picks up the notebooks, flips through a few pages, and her face turns pale.
Isn't this the original manuscript of Mo Hudie?
How did it end up in Chairman Liu's hands?
No.
She can't panic, she needs to calm down.
She published her work two months ago. She is the original author!