Another World Resort: A Management Journey Starting with Food

Chapter 150 Filial Piety (Author)

Of course, Feng Shuyuan couldn't just decide on first place so hastily.

After calming down, the three of them continued watching.

But after looking around, they couldn't find any more articles that could evoke such strong emotional responses from them.

It's fair to say that while the ideas are good, the writing isn't as good as this author's.

Those with good writing skills often have overly simplistic creative ideas.

Feng Shuyuan even saw a beautifully written account of the death of the imperial concubine.

It's really well written.

Unfortunately, there was no innovation.

Feng Shuyuan silently tucked this article into the folder for writing style.

After filtering through all the works, it was already late at night.

The bathhouse had long since closed, leaving only Feng Shuyuan and two others in the lounge.

Feng Shuyuan stretched and asked the two of them:

"Shall we go out for something to eat?"

This high-intensity marking process is itself a drain on them.

Thanks to the small cakes Feng Shuyuan brought them at the beginning, the ample sugar helped them last until now.

"That works. But right now, there probably aren't any shops still open, right?"

Hongshen asked.

Even the shops in the City Without Night only stay open until 3 a.m. at most.

The earliest breakfast shops didn't open until 5 a.m.

Right now, the entire City of No Night is in a lull.

"As the person in charge, shouldn't I be entitled to this kind of privilege?"

Feng Shuyuan chuckled:

"Let's go to my lounge."

The three quickly changed venues.

While waiting for their meal, Feng Shuyuan chatted with the two of them about the results of the review.

So, what do you two think?

"The first one is still that one; I really can't find a better one."

After thinking for a long time, Li Ming finally spoke.

"This article also gave me a lot of inspiration. When I actually write it, there are many points that I can improve based on the situation."

Feng Shuyuan smiled and glanced at Li Ming.

Looks like you already had the article structure planned out, huh?

"Where's the rest?"

"Actually, these articles each have their own merits. I think the articles about the general and the peasant girl, and the prime minister and the empress, can be ranked second and third."

Dawn spoke.

Feng Shuyuan had actually read both of the articles he mentioned.

It's really well written.

But since I read them after the first one, I didn't experience as much emotional fluctuation.

Thinking about it this way, the emotional rendering and excessive expression in that article were truly outstanding.

"By the way, Mr. Feng, in addition to the top three, I think we can also set up two more awards based on unique creativity and excellent writing."

Hui Hongshen also made a suggestion from the side.

Feng Shuyuan nodded.

Indeed, in this world of submissions, expecting everything to be perfect from the very first submission is quite challenging for many people.

Give more confidence to different types of tourists, and creative works will flourish in greater diversity.

Therefore, in addition to the first, second and third prizes, Feng Shuyuan also established a special writing award and a special creativity award.

Then, she sent messages to each of the five authors.

"Hello, esteemed author, I am the person in charge of Anhua's essay contest. Your article has been awarded the following prizes: First Prize/Second Prize/Third Prize/Special Writing/Special Creativity Award. The prizes will be distributed within three days. Please check your mail."

The winning articles will be posted on the website for one month.

This task should not have been done by Feng Shuyuan.

But since it was this late, she did whatever she could.

Seeing Feng Shuyuan sending messages, Li Ming said from the side:

"If I can get in touch with the first-prize winner, I'd like to meet him if I have the chance. I'm also very curious about this author."

He paused and added:

"The author of this article must have had an extraordinary experience."

"You really..."

Feng Shuyuan smiled and shook his head, then left another message in the private message of the author who ranked first:

"Regarding your work, I have some things I'd like to discuss with you. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to come to Anhua so we can meet and communicate."

Of course, Anwar will cover all expenses for this meeting, so you don't need to worry.

I eagerly await your reply.

After sending the message, Feng Shuyuan put his phone aside:

"They've all been sent out; now it's up to them to say what they have to say."

To everyone's surprise, just a few seconds after Feng Shuyuan put his phone down, he heard a "ding-dong" sound, as if someone had sent him a message.

"So fast?"

Feng Shuyuan glanced at the current time in surprise.

3:55.

That's right?

Are you such a night owl?

Who is the author?

With a hint of curiosity, Feng Shuyuan opened his phone.

"Ok."

He's the one who came in first.

"He really solidified my preconceived notions about authors."

Feng Shuyuan shook his head, replied to a message, and put his phone aside again.

"What preconceived notions?"

"Dawn asked curiously."

"You can stay up all night."

Feng Shuyuan chuckled.

Previously, she knew many authors who would burst with inspiration late at night, so they often worked day and night, and sometimes she couldn't even find someone to talk to.

"You're not like that too, are you?"

The searching gaze turned toward dawn.

Dawn blushed:

"really."

But the next second, he quickly tried to save face:

"But Hongshen didn't. Hongshen is a very self-disciplined screenwriter. When he has nothing else to do, he usually goes to bed at 10 o'clock, which is the routine of an elderly person."

Feng Shuyuan gave Li Ming a complicated look:

"So, what do you have to be proud of?"

Li Ming's expression froze, and he fell silent.

However, once the food was served, the author who had just replied instantly never sent another message.

Feng Shuyuan opened their chat interface for the seventh time, and it still showed the same message he had sent:

"When would be a available time?"

"Is this question so difficult to answer? Or is there something else?"

Feng Shuyuan didn't believe that someone who could reply instantly just a second ago would suddenly fall asleep.

Presumably, something has kept you busy.

With this in mind, the three finished their meal and went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day, Feng Shuyuan opened their chat interface again, but the other party still did not send any messages.

Are you arranging your itinerary?

Feng Shuyuan muttered a question to himself.

It wasn't until noon that the other side sent another message:

"Excuse me, may I forgo the first-place prize and bring my family on this trip?"

?

Feng Shuyuan raised an eyebrow, looking at the request with some surprise.

"This author is quite filial."

She naturally wouldn't refuse such a reason.

However, just to be on the safe side, she asked one more question:

"Excuse me, how many people are in your family?"

This time, the other side replied instantly.

"Four people."

It doesn't seem to be a request involving an entire family. If it's just a family of four, then it's fine.

Feng Shuyuan touched his chin.

"of course can."