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Chapter 52 What is Secretary Qiu's countermeasures?

Fan Weiguo was still the same, holding an old briefcase under his arm and walking slowly into the house.

"Dad, you're back."

Fan Hongyu quickly stepped forward and took Fan Weiguo's bag.

"Hongyu?"

Fan Weiguo was also a little surprised.

"Why did you come home today? Today is not Sunday, right?"

Without waiting for Fan Hongyu to answer, Guan Limei took over: "I asked him to come back. Lao Fan, you came back just in time. There is something I was about to tell you. Let's do some work for Hongyu together.

"

"mom……"

Fan Hongyu was helpless.

Fan Weiguo looked at his wife and then at his son, smiled and said, "It sounds like it's a big deal?"

"Of course it's a big deal. Let me tell you, your son is now in a relationship, with a girl who is a few years older than him."

Guan Limei was impatient. She originally planned to sit down with the family and have a good chat after dinner, but when she saw Fan Weiguo, she couldn't hold it back and started yelling.

Fan Weiguo was startled and looked at Fan Hongyu: "Hongyu, is there such a thing?"

Fan Hongyu smiled bitterly and said: "Dad, this matter is a long story, and there are mostly misunderstandings. I have already told my mother just now, and we will talk about it later. Right now, there are much more important things to discuss than this."

"Is there anything more important than this? Lao Fan, don't listen to his nonsense. He is just delaying the attack. Tonight, we must make this matter clear. If this matter is delayed for too long, big problems will arise."

Guan Limei said seriously.

Fan Weiguo frowned slightly.

Fan Hongyu was also scratching his head a little. It seems that he still underestimated the extent of his mother's reaction to this matter, mainly because Fan Hongyu was still a little "out of time and space". In the 21st century, although marriage also pays attention to being well-matched, after all, the concept is much more open.

, young people are also relatively independent in character. The so-called "love what I love", the opinions of relatives and friends at home are at best a reference. Parents, even if they are dissatisfied, will not interfere with their children desperately.

Freedom of marriage and love. This is the inevitable progress of the times. But in the mid-1980s, people's ideas were far from being so open. For Guan Limei, this matter was indeed a top priority, even no less important than Fan Weiguo's career.

Fan Weiguo looked at his watch and said, "It's time for Hongcai to come back. Let's eat first. If anything happens, we'll talk about it after dinner."

This time, Guan Limei had no objection.

After a while, Fan Hongcai jumped home with her schoolbag on her back. It seemed that she had adapted well to the new school. Fan Hongcai was also surprised to see Fan Hongyu. The two brothers and sisters had a few fights, but Guan Limei

After drinking, the family sat around to have dinner.

Just after dinner, Guan Limei couldn't wait to send her daughter into the study room to review her homework, made three cups of tea, and started a long conversation.

Fan Weiguo smiled and said: "Isn't it just for young people to fall in love? There is no need to be so nervous."

Guan Limei immediately said: "You can't be nervous. Do you know what kind of partner your son has found? He is in love with a girl from the same family in the agricultural machinery factory. That girl is two or three years older than him.

, he has no official job, and has a bad reputation. I heard that his work style is very bad. Tell me, what is this? We have only been away from Yuyang for a few days, and he has caused such a big thing... It really pisses me off!

"

When Fan Weiguo heard this, he also frowned, looked at Fan Hongyu, and said, "Hongyu, is that so?"

Fan Hongyu did not answer in a hurry. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. After thinking for a while, he said: "Dad, Zhao Ge and I have been in contact during this time. You must say that I am talking about a partner with her, that's fine. But.

, there is a big misunderstanding, and that is about Zhao Ge's style. Zhao Ge is the victim in this matter, and there is nothing wrong with her style...Mom, don't stare, listen to my explanation..."

Fan Hongyu briefly talked about what happened between Zhao Ge and Zhang Dabao when he was seeking to become a regular employee.

"That Zhang Dabao is morally corrupt, has extremely poor quality, and is full of bad intentions. How can you believe what this kind of person says?"

Guan Limei immediately said: "Who did you listen to about this situation? You didn't see it with your own eyes, how do you know whether it is true or false? They say there is no smoke without smoke. If Zhao Ge really acted upright and stood firm, how could others do this?

Falsely accusing her?"

Fan Hongyu asked back: "Mom, you didn't see it with your own eyes and only heard it from others. How can you be sure that there is something wrong with Zhao Ge's style?"

Guan Limei was not convinced and immediately said: "Hongyu, you have to figure out whether Zhao Ge really has a style problem is not the key. The key is that everyone already thinks so. Are you going to explain it to everyone? And?

Many people are laughing at you behind your back, so they won’t tell you this in person. Hongyu, your mother and I are face-saving people, and I can’t stand people pointing fingers behind your back. Besides, even Zhao Ge

It’s not a matter of style. It’s a fact that she is older than you, right? She hasn’t worked yet. Apart from being pretty, what other advantages does she have? Don’t underestimate yourself!”

Originally, Fan Weiguo didn't think anything of it when his son fell in love. It was normal for him to fall in love at a young age. But after what Guan Limei said, Fan Weiguo also felt that Zhao Ge was indeed a bit inappropriate.

"Hongyu, what your mother said makes sense. You have to carefully consider her opinion. This is a lifelong matter and cannot be taken carelessly."

Fan Weiguo is a kind man with an open-minded temperament. Even though he was removed from the position of executive deputy county magistrate not long ago, he is not very depressed. When he arrived at the regional industrial bureau, he still devoted himself to his work. But now it is about his son's lifelong happiness.

But he couldn't help but be careless.

It seems that it may be impossible to convince my parents to accept Zhao Ge tonight.

This kind of thing cannot be changed by just one conversation.

At the moment, Fan Hongyu really has no intention of having a "long discussion" with his parents about his children's affair.

"Dad, Mom, let's think about it from another angle. Zhao Ge is actually quite pitiful. He was splashed with dirty water and still can't speak. You have to give me some time to deal with this matter. Dad, this time I

When I come back, I have some other things I want to talk to you and Secretary Qiu about. How about you call Secretary Qiu now and see if he has time to meet with us."

Fan Hongyu pondered briefly and then said.

Fan Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to meet Secretary Qiu?"

"Yes. I read the newspaper today. Governor Lei has been transferred. The political structure of our Qingshan Province is about to undergo great changes. We need to make some preparations. Don't be caught off guard."

Guan Limei suddenly had black lines all over her forehead.

Why did Fan Hongyu suddenly pay attention to the provincial governor?

What relationship does a young workshop director of Yuyang Agricultural Machinery Factory, a junior at the age of 20, have with the political structure of the province?

Fan Weiguo was not so surprised. He had already "experienced" Fan Hongyu's special performance. A young man worthy of Deputy Minister Cao of the Central Propaganda Department traveling thousands of miles from the capital to Yuyang to summon him in person was indeed qualified to talk about the whole nation.

Provincial Political Bureau.

"What are you going to talk to Secretary Qiu about?"

Fan Hongyu said: "I would like to ask Secretary Qiu what his plans are."

Fan Weiguo nodded and reached for the phone on the coffee table next to the sofa.

Guan Limei came to her senses and shouted: "Lao Fan, what are you doing? Did you really call Secretary Qiu?"

What a joke!

The son talks nonsense, why does Lao Fan also go "crazy"?

"Don't worry, this is not the first time Secretary Qiu has talked with Hongyu."

Fan Weiguo briefly explained to his wife, then picked up the phone and started dialing.

Guan Limei was still full of suspicion. She looked at her husband and then at her son, wondering what the two men were up to. Could Fan Hongyu really be able to sit down and discuss matters in front of Secretary Qiu?

The call was dialed quickly, and it was Qiu Mingshan himself who answered the phone.

"Secretary Qiu, hello, I am Fan Weiguo."

"Haha, Wei Guo. Have you had dinner?"

On the other end of the phone, Qiu Mingshan's laughter was still hearty.

"I've eaten, I've eaten... Secretary Qiu, are you free tonight? Fan Hongyu has something he wants to report to you."

Fan Weiguo didn't beat around the bush, he spoke straightforwardly. As for the relationship between the two of them, Fan Weiguo was so direct.

Qiu Mingshan did not hesitate and said immediately: "Oh? Is Hongyu back? Okay, you guys come over, I'm waiting at home."

"Okay, we'll go there right away."

"Um."

Qiu Mingshan responded and hung up the phone.

"Let's go!"

Fan Weiguo put down the phone and stood up.

"Hey, Lao Fan, what's going on?"

Seeing that the father and son were about to go out, Guan Limei asked hurriedly.

Fan Weiguo said: "Don't ask too many questions, and don't worry, it's nothing. Hongyu used to work next to Secretary Qiu, so it's normal to report the situation to him."

Fan Hongyu grinned at his mother and followed me out the door.

The Regional Industrial Bureau is a Qingshui yamen with many monks and few groceries, and only two old-fashioned jeeps in total. It is now off duty time, and Fan Weiguo will not ask for a car anymore. The father and son walk to the prefectural committee compound.

Fortunately, the city size of Yanhua City is not large. In 1986, how big could a county-level city in a remote inland area be? I walked from the regional industrial bureau to the prefectural committee compound and came to Qiu Mingshan’s office.

It only takes about twenty minutes to live downstairs in Dormitory No. 1.

Dormitory No. 1 is a newly built unit in the housing market. The unit for deputy prefecture-level leading cadres has four bedrooms and one living room, with an area of ​​about 120 to 30 square meters. In later generations, such a house will naturally not be considered by leaders, even if

He was a small section chief, so I probably wouldn't like it. But at the time, it was a very advanced design.

The father and son went upstairs in harmony and arrived at Qiu Mingshan's home.

The door was opened by Qiu Mingshan's wife, Aunt Tan. Aunt Tan is in her forties, slightly thin, with good facial features, good looks, rather bookish, and is very kind to others. I heard that Qiu Mingshan and his wife were college classmates.

My aunt is also considered a great intellectual and currently works at Yanhua Normal School.

Fan Weiguo was also an old acquaintance, and Aunt Tan welcomed him into the house with a smile.

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