Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 29 Wu Lingjun

After getting serious, Hua Yuliang began to think about this magical conversation tonight.

In the end, I suddenly realized that from the beginning to the end, I actually led the nose to a green hook doll?

Picking up the phone and pressing the buttons a few times, I thought about putting the phone down again.

As long as I call Zhou Yuanjiang and tell him what his son did tonight, with Zhou Yuanjiang's character, he will definitely deal with this little bastard.

And he believed that even if Zhou Yuanjiang found out about the matter between himself and Fangyu, he would never use it as a threat to take revenge on him.

As long as his motion can be discussed and approved by the general assembly, Zhou Yuanjiang will just obediently sit on the bench, and he probably can do a good job on the bench.

There was an official joke in Jiachuan that Su Xiuqin found out Zhou Yuanjiang's pager number from Wu Lingjun.

There is another cold joke, Su Xiuqin knows how to be an official better than Zhou Yuanjiang!
Fundamentally speaking, cadres like Zhou Yuanjiang are actually good cadres.

But what a good cadre he was in the [-]s!Times have changed!

That's right... The times have changed. Even young people in the fifteenth and sixteenth years dare to go to the county's top leaders to point fingers and make suggestions...

Wait... a plan?
Hua Yuliang sorted out Zhou Zhi's words again, and found that the little bastard was still holding the handle, his idea seemed...as if...was really a good idea? !

The most amazing thing is, according to the little bastard's method, that handle... as long as he remarries, it will no longer be a handle!
Looking at the photo again, I saw the beautiful smiling face on it, and the affectionate eyes looking at me...

Hua Yuliang finally stretched out his hand and picked up the photo.

Looking at the photo on the left hand, the right hand picked up the phone again and dialed a number.

A soft voice came from over there: "Yuliang?"

"Well, are the two cubs asleep?"

"Let me see... nothing, the door is locked, I don't know what's going on inside."

"Fangyu..."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, I just want to hear your voice suddenly."

"Yuliang, have you been under a lot of pressure recently? You don't have to think too much on my side..."

"No, really, I just want to hear your voice...Fangyu, where is Lao Wang..."

"Why are you mentioning that wimp?"

"That's right, the cannery in the county isn't doing well. I wonder if I should let Old Wang go to Tianhua... After all... it's for the children."

"If he wants anything else, give it to him...I...just you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Fangyu?"

"Ah...it's nothing..." The voice on the other end was a little choked up, and a little flustered: "I see, then I will... talk to him tomorrow."

"I will also pay close attention here, Fangyu, don't worry, from now on..."

"Yuliang, stop talking, I, I know... Is there anything else?"

"No more. By the way, tell the two cubs to go to bed early, and...you go to bed early too."

"Ah."

"Then I hang up?"

"Hang it."

……

……

What Hua Yuliang never expected was that the little bastard who made him lie on the bed the night before and was still gnashing his teeth, his name would reappear on his desk in just two days!
""Bashu Literature"? Writer?" Hua Yuliang looked like he saw a ghost.

The author who can be published in the provincial magazine this year is worthy of this title.

And the title of writer is still very popular in this day and age.

"This Zhou Zhi, isn't it... is it..."

"The one from Zhou Yuanjiang's family is still my godson!" Wu Lingjun, director of the cultural center, had a smug face. The nose of the big round lion was red, and he pointed to the little name under the title of the article with his short, fat finger: "I'm his godfather!"

Hua Yuliang looked at Wu Lingjun like this, so angry in his heart!

I heard that your own son is a monster, but I don't know exactly how it is.

But what he did, he really learned enough!
Wu Lingjun likes to hang out in the pile of old papers, he really doesn't care about fame and wealth, but he is a genuine college student, and now the higher-ups require people who must be stuffed into the team, this is called "education ratio".

I also like to do some cultural and historical work such as cultural collection and compilation of county annals. I am happy to sit on the bench, but I don’t fight for a good position.

Such a person, even in the face of the top leaders in the county, can still be careless. This is called "one can be strong without desire".

You have to respect him, so that you appear to be a "corporate of courtesy and virtuousness".

Or to put it in a bad way, he doesn't seek progress, but you still have to make progress!

He doesn't care if you can't step down from the stage, what will be affected is your prestige!
"Old Wu, please calm down for me first, my daughter-in-law will never see you so happy!"

Hua Yuliang is also a local cadre, and he has his own charm. Not only will he not put on airs for people like godfathers, but he will joke together: "This kid is my son's classmate, and he came to my house last time to see him off." Here comes the roll."

"I set up this baby's historical perspective!" The godfather was overjoyed: "If you take the past as a mirror, you can know the ups and downs; if you take people as a mirror, you can know the gains and losses."

"This "My Grandmother" talks about how knowledge can change one's destiny. Based on stories from decades ago, it criticizes all the crooked tendencies that focus on money today and the absurd notion that knowledge is useless!"

"This is called the history pen is like a knife, learn and use it flexibly, Secretary Yuliang, you must know better than me!"

I know it all too well!I can't even do the question "I can't do what I want"!

"Stop! You can't finish pulling those rags!" Hua Yuliang stopped his godfather in time: "You came to see me just to see this?"

"No, I received a call from the Provincial Writers' Association, criticizing me, Lao Wu, for eating too much and not doing anything."

The godfather shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands close to his side, making his appearance as ridiculous as possible: "There are obviously good seedlings in the county, but our Culture and Education Bureau won't recommend them! Secretary, you have to make the decision for me!"

"You mother knows that you belong to the Culture and Education Bureau?!" Hua Yuliang was angry and funny: "If you don't tell me, I thought you didn't wash your feet clean, so you sent your wife to the cultural center, and hired a county magistrate. Do it, and show that you can work hard!"

"To be honest..." Godfather put away his hands and pretended to think about it: "The secretary's statement is actually not bad."

"I'm purely referring to earning performance at work. You don't have a secretary and you attack those personally!"

"You're an old-timer!" Hua Yuliang picked up his teacup and scolded with a smile, "What are you going to do? Just fart, I don't have as much time as you!"

"It's just to announce the good news to Secretary Yuliang, and then go to the secretary to arrest this kid. You encourage him a few words."

The godfather said: "I will report this kid's information here. We in Jiachuan will soon have a member of the Provincial Writers Association!"

... The baby said that day that he would soon convince himself of his abilities, was that what he was referring to?Hua Yuliang couldn't help thinking.

Provincial Magazine!Member of Provincial Writers Association!A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, was he that confident at the time? !
"Yes, that's the expression now!" Godfather looked at Hua Yuliang: "Serious, solemn. When the time comes, you must speak earnestly, and don't let this kid cock his tail!"

Lao Tzu... Hua Yuliang wanted to throw a glass when he heard it.

My handle is still in the hands of this little bastard, the kind with lace, how do you want me to be serious in front of this little bastard!

"Uh... this is a good thing for the county. To have a fifteen or sixteen-year-old writer shows that the cultural and educational work in our county is still doing well." Hua Yuliang finally nodded stiffly: "But now the school is in Have a holiday……"

At this moment, Hua Yuliang's secretary came in: "Secretary, there is a phone call from the Organization Department of Guizhou Province."

"Turn around." Hua Yuliang picked up the phone: "That's the first thing about Old Wu, you find this kid first and then talk... Ah, hello, I'm Jiachuan Hua Yuliang, um, um... ...What? Old Wu, wait a moment! Well, ok, ok, we will arrange it, ok."

After hanging up the phone, Hua Yuliang looked at Wu Lingjun in disbelief, "Old Wu, you should know the history of Jiachuan Hongshui Chishen United Special Branch and Shidingshan Peasant Uprising, right?"

"Ah, it's clear. What's the matter?"

"Your godson, while submitting this manuscript, he also submitted a novel, which is said to be a story based on that historical background."

"What?" Godfather was stunned: "There is another one?"

"The comrades in the editorial department of the provincial magazine called Su Xiuqi in Guizhou Province to ask for confirmation, and found a clue during the conversation."

"Wait a minute, the provincial magazine is still calling for confirmation? Is this still going to be published?"

"I just asked why Su Yaomei called that night to ask what level the novels in "Bashu Literature" were. I thought Brother Zhou had finally been influenced by his younger siblings after so many years..."

"I said, old Wu, do you know the important point?" Hua Yuliang got angry and patted the table: "Be serious!"

"I'm already the most serious... Uh secretary... this Su Xiuqi... is it also Su Jiaxiu's card..."

"Su Xiuqin is her second sister!"

"Hey, I already knew about the second sister! When I came to see her mother in Jiachuan, we even had dinner at Yuanjiang's house together..."

"It seems to be...the director of the Women's Federation of Zunzhou District? What's the clue about the clue the secretary just said?"

"That's right. There is an old cadre in Guizhou Province, Comrade Chen Shixun, who said that he joined the organization with Comrade Song Qiaoling when he was working in Gujing Wutong. Martyr Su Tianjun was their joint introducer at that time."

"This involves the identification of Comrade Chen Shixun's party age, so the Organization Department over there will come to Jiachuan to visit Comrade Song Qiaoling and verify it."

The godfather heard question marks on his forehead: "Comrade Song Qiaoling, who is this?"

Hua Yuliang grabbed the Bashu literature on the table, and kept pointing to Zhou Zhi's article: "I still don't understand?! It's just this kid and his grandmother!"

This time it was the godfather's turn to put on an unbelievable expression, and looked at Hua Yuliang dumbfounded: "Song Sanniang?! She is an underground worker... a party member? This... this... the secretary, this is not a joke!"

(End of this chapter)