"Yeah, I've been busy in the past six months and haven't even been back home. I feel very sorry for my parents, so I wanted to take care of the sheep a few days in advance and take the opportunity to go home and visit my parents." Long Ziyou shrugged.
road.
"Okay, you'll have a holiday starting today." Zhou Ya nodded, "I'll greet you from the Organization Department."
"Thank you for your concern, leader!" Long Ziyou said with a playful smile.
"If you want to thank me, just be serious. There is no sincerity at all." Zhou Yabai Longzi glanced at you, and then warned: "Study hard when you get to the province, and don't lose the face of our Lantian County cadres."
"I understand, Sister Ya." Long Ziyou nodded.
"Call me if you have anything to do. I will help you keep an eye on the stalls in the development zone. No one can take away your credit." The sound of 'Sister Ya' evoked the tenderness deep in the Zhou Ya woman's heart.
Her voice became much softer.
After leaving the county government, Long Ziyou called his friends in the county, such as Zhang Bibo, Zhang Delin and others, and told him that he was going to study and that he was leaving today. They all wanted to treat Long Ziyou to a meal.
Farewell, but Long Ziyou declined.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Private Room No. 1 of the Yincheng Hotel was bustling with activity. Guo Zhiwu, Liu Dong, Yang Xin, Wen Qiang, Hu Yuantu, Huang Chaoming, Liu Hejun and others all arrived, of course to see off Long Ziyou.
Long Ziyou didn't want to be so high-profile, but he had no choice. When Guo Zhiwu and others found out, they decided to hold a farewell banquet for him. They couldn't hold back everyone's enthusiasm, so he had no choice but to come.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Long Ziyou returned to the villa with the smell of alcohol, where Jin Meier and Yu Xiaoli were already waiting for him.
As the women behind Long Ziyou, Jin Meier and Yu Xiaoli naturally knew that Long Ziyou was going to study for half a year. As for the depression, Long Ziyou was probably not as depressed as them. They were used to being there several nights a week.
From now on, they will experience the feeling of being alone and unable to sleep.
The two girls looked particularly gentle and considerate tonight. As soon as Ryuko Yu entered the door, one of them went to the refrigerator to get milk, and the other went to get a hot towel to put on Ryuko Yu's face.
"What are you doing? It's not Mars. How far is the provincial capital? It takes more than two hours to drive there. You won't come up to find me?" After wiping his face, Long Ziyou saw Jin Meier and Yu Xiaoli looking unhappy.
It looks like I feel like I can't laugh or cry. I'm not going to the capital or studying abroad. Is there any need to make it sound like we are parting from life or death?
"Huh, you little heartless kid, I'm afraid you'll forget about Xiaoli and me when you get to the provincial capital." Jin Meier curled her lips and said.
"That's right, there are so many beauties in the provincial capital, and Mei'er and I are afraid that you will be too happy to miss Shu." Yu Xiaoli agreed.
"Haha, since you are worried, come to the provincial capital to see me more often. I will also go back to Beiling to see you when I have time." Long Ziyou said with a smile.
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That night, on the bed, Jin Meier and Yu Xiaoli looked particularly bold and affectionate, and their cooperation was quite tacit. They seemed to want to drain Long Ziyou dry, and they seemed to want to leave a deep impression on Ai Lang on their parting night...
At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, Long Ziyou drove home by himself. As for Du Wenwu, Du Wenwu would take vacation as long as he studied. Anyway, he didn't dare to ask him to do anything in the development zone.
Just give him a holiday in the name of studying with you.
Halfway through, Long Ziyou gave a phone call to the old leader, who is now the mayor of Jiangdong City, He Minghui.
He Minghui was a little surprised when he received a call from Long Ziyou, and the two made an appointment to have lunch together.
At 12 o'clock at noon, Long Ziyou came to Private Room 201 of Longchang Seafood Restaurant and found a tall, thin, gentle-looking young man in his twenties, wearing glasses.
"Are you Long Ziyou, Secretary Long?" The young man with glasses saw Long Ziyou entering the private room and immediately stood up to greet him.
"I am, are you..." Long Ziyou was a little confused, but still stretched out his hand to shake the young man with glasses.
"My name is Wang Zhijun, and I am Mayor He's secretary. Mayor He asked me to come here to wait for you first." The young man with glasses said with a smile.
"Oh, it turns out to be Secretary Wang. I heard Mayor He mentioned you." Long Ziyou suddenly felt at ease.
"Haha, that's my honor," Wang Zhijun smiled and made a gesture of invitation, "Secretary Long, let's sit down first. Mayor He may not arrive for half an hour."
We were all young people, so it was easy to find common topics and chat together. As a secretary, Wang Zhijun naturally made a lot of effort to study the people and things of his boss in Beiling, plus He Minghui would mention it from time to time.
and the '6.25' traffic accident in Nande County that caused a lot of noise recently, so Wang Zhijun can be said to have admired Longziyou for a long time.
From the fact that his boss would mention Long Ziyou from time to time, it can be seen that he does not think highly of Long Ziyou. Therefore, Wang Zhijun naturally did not dare to neglect Long Ziyou and greeted Long Ziyou properly.
Wang Zhijun was originally an unlucky ordinary clerk in the city government secretary department. After working in the city government for four years, he was still a very poor clerk. His colleagues all looked down on him. He was not very good at it.
Because he has no ability, but because he doesn't know how to flatter others, he has never been appreciated by his boss.
The arrival of He Minghui changed Wang Zhijun's fate. It was the day after He Minghui's report. As always, he was the first to come to the office and did the work of mopping the floor and wiping the table in advance. He Minghui came to the secretarial department on a whim and found that
He met Wang Zhijun who was doing hygiene. At that time, Wang Zhijun did not know He Minghui, but he still warmly entertained He Minghui, which left a good impression on him. As for when he was choosing a secretary later, he chose Wang Zhijun.
As soon as Wang Zhijun became He Minghui's secretary, his colleagues who usually sneered at him changed their faces to please him. Being used to the harsh world, he knew that the change in his colleagues' attitudes stemmed from the change in his own identity, so he cherished his current life very much.
At half past twelve, He Minghui came to the private room. Long Ziyou hurriedly greeted him, extended his hand, and said with a smile: "The old leader is really busy at work. It seems that I came at the wrong time."
"You kid can say weird things, do you blame me for being late?" When He Minghui shook hands with Long Ziyou, he patted his shoulder affectionately, which made Wang Zhijun on the side look dumbfounded. He had followed He Minghui for more than two months.
He had never seen He Minghui be so affectionate to anyone.
"Haha, how dare you, this is your land." Long Ziyou said with a smile.
"It seems like you are the real local snake?" He Minghui scolded with a smile.
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This time, Long Ziyou and He Minghui reunited after a long absence, and they had a pleasant conversation. During this period, they naturally talked about recent events, and He Minghui had to criticize Long Ziyou for not being able to see the overall situation well.
After being criticized, Long Ziyou couldn't help but murmur in his heart: It seems that the leaders' thinking methods are similar.
Hearing that Long Ziyou was going to the Provincial Party School to study full-time for half a year, He Minghui was silent for a while. As a superior, he naturally understood the thoughts of the leaders of Beiling City, but he would not lobby Long Zi. He wanted to say,
That is suspected of sowing discord. As for whether Long Ziyou himself can guess it, that is his business.
"It's okay to study. You rose too fast and your foundation and theory are not strong. If you study hard for half a year, you should gain something." He Minghui's words were somewhat encouraging and comforting.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Long Ziyou returned home. It was already July and school was on summer vacation, so both Long Jianqiang and Zhao Lilan were at home. They were surprised and happy to see Long Ziyou suddenly come back.
"Why didn't you call in advance when you came back? Mom could buy more groceries." Zhao Lilan pulled her son into the house and complained, "Also, I just went home when I got home and bought so many things."
what."
"Mom, don't I want to give you two a surprise?" Long Ziyou smiled, and then called "Dad" again.
"Yes." Long Jianqiang nodded happily. He was very proud of his son. He was already a deputy director-level cadre before he was twenty-five years old. There had never been such a big official in their village.
How could he not be proud, but he learned well and did not reveal Long Ziyou's promotion, so the people in the village thought Long Ziyou was working as the mayor of Hezhuang.
Seeing the off-road vehicle parked in front of Long Jianqiang's house, people in the village soon knew that Long Ziyou was back. Not long after, some people in the village were looking around in front of Long Jianqiang's house. Some people who had a good relationship with Long Jianqiang even directly
Went in.
"Uncle Cai, Uncle Ping, smoke." Seeing his father's chess friends coming to the door, Long Ziyou quickly took out the Chinese cigarettes he had on him and gave them to them. It was Guo Zhiwu and the others who stuffed them into his car. He just borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha.
"Ziyou, I have watched him grow up since he was a child. When I was a child, I knew he was a promising person. Sure enough, he is now a high official." The middle-aged man known as Uncle Cai praised him after taking the cigarette.
.
"That's right, among the eight villages within ten miles, we, Ziyou, are the ones with the greatest achievements!" Another middle-aged man, whom Long Ziyou called Uncle Ping, agreed.
"Uncle Cai, Uncle Ping, don't laugh at me. What kind of official am I?" Long Ziyou smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"You two, please don't praise him, or he will raise his tail." Long Jianqiang scolded, but the smile in his eyes could not be concealed at any cost.
After a while, there were more and more people at home, and Long Ziyou realized that something was wrong. His uncles who came back to the village before were not so... anxious, yes, anxious, why are they all so anxious this time?
Long Ziyou didn't know that the villagers were so anxious because Long Ziyou's show-off aunt told the story about Long Xiaoyan's 10,000 yuan a month working in Hezhuang. The villagers were naturally furious after hearing this.
Their eyes were red with envy, so they kept an eye on whether Long Ziyou came back, and wanted to ask Long Ziyou to get their children to work in that healthy winery.