Chapter 29 Wu Lingjun
After getting serious, Hua Yuliang began to think about this magical conversation tonight.
Finally, I suddenly realized that from beginning to end, I was actually being led by a green hook doll?
Picked up the phone and pressed a few buttons, then put the phone down again after thinking about it.
As long as he calls Zhou Yuanjiang and tells his son what he did tonight, Zhou Yuanjiang will definitely take care of this little bastard with his character.
And he believed that even if Zhou Yuanjiang knew about his affair with Fangyu, he would never use it to blackmail him and retaliate against him.
As long as his motion can be discussed and passed by the conference, Zhou Yuanjiang will just sit on the bench obediently, and he will probably do well on the bench.
There is an official joke in Jiachuan. 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 he was a good cadre in his sixties! Times have changed!
Yes... times have changed. Even a young man in his fifteenth or sixteenth year dares to go in front of the county's top leaders and give advice and make suggestions...
Wait... make suggestions?
Hua Yuliang reorganized Zhou Zhi's words and found that except for the handle, the little bastard was still holding it in his hand. His idea seemed... it seemed... it was really a good idea? !
The most amazing thing is that according to the little bastard's method, that handle...as long as he remarries, it will no longer be a handle!
He looked at the photo again and saw the beautiful smiling face on it and the affectionate eyes looking at him...
Hua Yuliang finally reached out and picked up the photo.
Looking at the photo on his left hand, he picked up the phone with his right hand again and dialed a number.
A soft voice came from the other side: "Yu Liang?"
"Well, are you two sleeping?"
"Let me see...Nothing. The door is locked. I don't know what's going on inside."
"Fangyu..."
"Huh?"
" It’s nothing, I just want to hear your voice suddenly.”
“Yu Liang, are you under a lot of pressure recently? You don’t have to think too much about this...”
"No, really, I just want to hear your voice...Fangyu, Lao Wang's place..."
"Why are you mentioning that wimp?"
"That's right, the county The cannery is also not very profitable, so I’m thinking about letting Lao Wang go to Tianhua... After all... it’s for the sake of the children.”
“If he wants anything else, then give it to him. ...I...just want 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 and a little panicked: "I understand, then I...will go talk to him tomorrow."< br>
“I will also pay close attention, Fangyu, don’t worry , from now on..."
"Yu Liang, stop talking, I, I know...Is there anything else?"
"No, just call. You two go to bed early, and... you go to bed early too.”
"Well."
"Then I hang up?"
"Hang up."
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What Hua Yuliang never expected was that the little bastard who was still gnashing his teeth after letting him lie down on the bed the night before would actually see his name reappear on his desk in just two days!
""Bashu Literature"? Writer?" Hua Yuliang looked like he had seen a ghost.
Authors who can appear in provincial publications these days deserve this title.
The title of writer is still very popular in this day and age.
"This Zhou Zhi, isn't it...is it..."
"Zhou Yuanjiang's family is still my godson!" Wu Lingjun, the cultural director, looked proud. The big round lion's nose was red. He pointed at the little name under the title of the article with his short and fat fingers: "I am his godfather!"
Hua Yuliang felt so angry when he saw Wu Lingjun like this!
I heard that your biological son is a monster, but I don’t know exactly how monster he is.
But this person has really learned enough!
Wu Lingjun likes to dwell in old papers and really doesn't care about fame and fortune, but he is a genuine college student. Now the higher-ups require that people be added to the team. This is called the "academic ratio".
I also like to do some cultural collection, compilation of county annals and other literary and historical work. I am happy to sit on the bench, but I don’t fight for a good position. Such a person can still be carefree even when facing the top leaders in the county. This is called "being strong without desire".
You have to respect him, so that you appear to be a "courteous and virtuous corporal".
Or to put it in a bad way, if he doesn’t seek progress, you still have to make progress!
It doesn’t matter to him if you can’t get off the stage, but what is affected is your prestige!
"Old Wu, please give me some time to calm down. My wife and I can't even see you so happy!"
Hua Yuliang is also a local cadre, and he has his own charm. For someone like his godfather, People, not only don’t put on airs, but they also joke and joke together: “This kid is my son’s classmate, and he came to my house last time to deliver rolling papers.”
“This kid’s airs about history, I It’s all set up!” It doesn't work: "Learning from the past can help us understand the ups and downs; using people as a guide can help us understand gains and losses."
"This article "My Grandma" talks about how knowledge changes destiny. Based on what happened decades ago, The story criticizes all today’s unhealthy tendencies and the absurd notion that knowledge is useless!”
I know it all too well! I can't even do the question "I can't do what I want"!
"Stop it! You can't finish pulling those tattered cotton wool!" Hua Yuliang stopped his godfather in time: "Is this what you came to see me for?"
"No, it is. I received a call from the Provincial Writers Association, criticizing me, Old Wu, for doing nothing.” "There are obviously good talents in the county, but our Bureau of Culture and Education will not recommend them! Secretary, you have to make the decision for me!"
"Do you even know about your own Bureau of Culture and Education?!" Hua Yuliang was angry again It’s funny again: “If you hadn’t told me, I would have thought that you didn’t wash your feet thoroughly, so you gave your wife a foot and sent it to the cultural center. You also hired an outsider to the county magistrate’s office. You can make a lot of money by showing off!”
"To be honest..." The godfather put away his hand and pretended to think for a moment: "The secretary's statement is actually quite different." Attack those!"
"You're just an old Xiaoyao!" Hua Yuliang picked up the tea cup and said with a smile: "What the hell are you doing? Just let it go, I don’t have as much time as you do!”
“I just want to report the good news to Secretary Yuliang, and then go and catch this kid for the secretary. Give him a few words of encouragement.”
The godfather said: "I will report this guy's information here. We in Jiachuan will soon have a member of the Provincial Writers Association!"
...The kid said that day that he would soon convince himself of his abilities. Is this what he was referring to? Hua Yuliang couldn't help but think about it.
Provincial Journal! Member of the Provincial Writers Association! A boy of fifteen or sixteen, how confident was he at that time? !
"Yes, that's the expression you have now!" The godfather looked at Hua Yuliang: "Seriously, solemnly. When the time comes, you must be serious and sincere, and don't let this kid raise his tail!"
I... ...Hua Yuliang wanted to throw the cup after hearing this.
My control is still in the hands of this little bastard, and it is still lace. How do you want me to be serious and solemn in front of this little bastard!
"Well... this is a good thing for the county. Being able to produce a writer who is fifteen or sixteen years old shows that our county is still doing a good job in cultural and educational work." Hua Yuliang finally nodded stiffly: "But now the school is Vacation..."
At this moment, Hua Yuliang's secretary walked in: "Secretary, there is a phone number at the Organization Department of Guizhou Province."
"Turn over." Hua Yuliang picked up the phone: " So let’s leave this matter to Lao Wu first. Find this kid first. Let’s talk about it... Ah, hello, I’m Jiachuan Hua Yuliang, um, um... what? Lao Wu, please wait a moment! Um, okay, okay, we will arrange it, okay.” >
Hang up the phone, Hua Yuliang’s face was full of disbelief. , looked at Wu Lingjun inexplicably: "Old Wu, you should know the history of the Jiachuan Hongshui Red Joint Special Branch and the Shidingshan Peasant Uprising, right?"
"Ah, it is clear. What's the matter? ?”
"Your godson, while submitting this manuscript, he also submitted a novel. I heard it was a story based on that historical background."
"What?" The godfather was stunned: "There is another story. Article?”
“Comrades from the Provincial Journal Editorial Department called Comrade Su Xiuqi from Qian Province for verification, and discovered something during the conversation. Clues."
"Wait a minute, the provincial magazine will call to ask for confirmation? Is this going to be published?"
"Why did Su Yaomei call to ask? What is the level of the novels published in "Bashu Literature"? I thought Brother Zhou had finally been nurtured by his younger siblings after so many years..."
"I said, Old Wu, do you know the key point?" Hua Yuliang was angry and slapped the table: "Be serious!"
"I am the most serious person... uh secretary... this Su Xiuqi ...Is it also the Su family's Xiuzi brand..."
"Su Xiuqin, her second sister!"
"Hey, I would have known it if I told you second sister! When we came to Jiachuan to see her mother, we even had dinner together at Yuanjiang's house..."
"It seems like that. ...Director of the Women’s Federation of Zunzhou District, right? What’s the clue that the secretary just mentioned?”
"That's right. There is a veteran cadre in Guizhou Province, Comrade Chen Shixun, who said that when he was working in Gujing Wutong, he joined the organization together with Comrade Song Qiaoling. Martyr Su Tianjun was their common introducer at the time."
“This involves the issue of Comrade Chen Shixun’s party membership, so the organization department over there is going to visit Comrade Song Qiaoling in Jiachuan to verify it.”
My godfather heard a lot of question marks on his forehead: "Song Comrade Qiao Ling, who is this?"
Hua Yuliang grabbed the Bashu literature on the table and kept clicking on Zhou Zhi's article: "You don't understand this guy? ! ”
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(End of this chapter)