Chapter 61: Destiny and Origination (Volume 1 and Final Chapter)
It was a rare occasion for the family to have dinner together at the home of Ouyang Xinghua, the head of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee. Ouyang Qian was in high spirits and said, "Dad, why did brother Siyuan become the secretary of the party committee? Did you do it?"
Ouyang Xinghua looked a little weird, sighed for a long time, and said: "It's not me. Only Secretary Zhang of Ziwei City can do such a large-scale temporary job change... I asked myself that I can't influence Secretary Zhang's decision. Today, the Organization Department of the Ziwei Municipal Committee
When Minister Xu called me, he also said that this incident was sudden, and Secretary Zhang gave the instructions without warning."
Ouyang Qian said "Ah" and then said, "When did that kid get involved with Secretary Zhang?"
Ouyang Xinghua thought for a while and said, I feel like Secretary Zhang doesn't know him at all. As for why he took action, there is only one reason. Someone from above said hello.
Ouyang Qian said "oh" and didn't ask any more questions. Then she said very excitedly that the 22-year-old township party committee secretary had set a record. Ouyang Xinghua nodded and said yes, and then said that you are your direct leader.
I forgot to send him off, but I also gave him a message, telling him that he must step firmly every step so as not to fall.
Zhang Qi, who had been listening to the conversation between father and daughter, suddenly interrupted: "Xiaoqian, what do you think of this young man Liu Siyuan?"
Of course Ouyang Qian understood what she meant. She blushed, threw down her chopsticks and said, "I'm full." Then she turned around and fled back to her room.
Zhang Qi didn't care. She looked back at Ouyang Xinghua and said, "It seems that our daughter is indeed interested in her. I always refused when I introduced her before. She didn't blush just now. The sun really came out in the west. I see that."
The guy is not bad, I like him a lot. How about Xinghua help us match him up?
Ouyang Xinghua sighed and said: "If it can really happen, I won't object, I'm just a little worried..."
Zhang Qi put down her chopsticks and said a little unhappily: "What are you worried about? Our daughter is already interested in him, but she won't be able to make it happen? Are you still worried that that boy doesn't like our girl? How is it possible? Our Xiaoqian is going to have a family background.
With her background and good looks, the men who pursue her can form a company."
Ouyang Xinghua still sighed and nodded without saying anything. He also admitted that what Zhang Qi said was reasonable. Not only did his daughter come from a good family, she was also beautiful, but she had a bad temper. There was no reason for Liu Siyuan to look down on her.
After a while, he said: "I'm a little worried about that kid. It's not easy to be the leader. If he makes a mistake, Beixi Town will be his Waterloo. The person who made the move is really ruthless. He has no good intentions. This is not a promotion. He directly
So he pushed him into the crater."
Ouyang Qian obviously didn't hear this. She was sitting in her boudoir. It was raining heavily outside the window. She was holding her chin in her left hand and playing with her phone in her right hand. She thought about it for a long time before sending a message. After sending it, she seemed a little confused.
Regretful, lying on the bed sometimes smiling and sometimes falling into deep thought.
Fang Xinyi was eating her meal expressionlessly. Sitting on her left hand was a beautiful middle-aged woman whose eyebrows looked very similar to hers. Opposite her sat a serious man with a Chinese character face and piercing eyes.
There was a very strong official power there. At this moment, she was eating without saying a word, just like her. The nanny at home seemed to be unable to stand this atmosphere, and stayed away from her, daring not to approach.
"Xinyi, your dad is busy at work, so don't fight with him when he comes back for a meal." The middle-aged woman advised earnestly.
Fang Xinyi snorted and turned her head away, ignoring her.
The middle-aged woman sighed and muttered: "Both of us are the same, bad tempered! Bad-headed! Can't always speak well!"
"Mom!" Fang Xinyi said with an indignant look, "He was the one who made the move first!"
The middle-aged woman also looked helpless. She could only turn her head to persuade the middle-aged man and said: "Lao Xiang, you are the same. Why bother with such a small thing when you have nothing to do?"
The middle-aged man finally spoke, his voice quiet but full of majesty: "If you want to marry my daughter, you must stand the test! If you can't solve this difficulty, why should you marry my daughter back?"
Fang Xinyi stood up suddenly and said angrily: "What's wrong with marrying or not? He and I are just friends! And he is only twenty-two years old! You put him in the position of town party committee secretary, how can you convince the public? You yourself
What were you doing when you were twenty-two?!"
"Me? When I was twenty-two years old, I jumped in and settled down, farming and raising pigs." The middle-aged man said solemnly.
"Humph! Then you met my mother and had me, right?! Then you abandoned us and returned to the city without saying a word?" After Fang Xinyi finished speaking, she put the bowl on the table with a bang, turned around and returned.
Arrive at your room.
It was raining very hard today. When Fang Xinyi just sat down at the desk, a flash of lightning happened to pass by, which made her notice a note on the table. She remembered that it was Liu Siyuan's order to leave a Penguin number for her.
It was torn out of a black notebook. What caught her attention was that there seemed to be a faint blue light on the back of the note.
Fang Xinyi curiously turned over the piece of paper, and what came into view was a small poem composed of three lines of blue Juanxiu font.
A few minutes later, she suddenly rushed out of the house, ignoring her mother yelling behind her that it was raining heavily outside...
The middle-aged man, her father, trembled but said nothing.
"Lao Xiang...you are just such a daughter!" the middle-aged woman cried out helplessly, and then notified the guards to catch up with Fang Xinyi.
The latter waved his hands, sighed deeply, and then dialed a phone call: "Ming Duan, it's me. Well, about Liu Siyuan... you should take proper care of him, and if he really doesn't work anymore, you can change his position.
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Liu Siyuan was packing his luggage at home at this time. He had been living in this rental house since he left the university dormitory after graduation. He lived there for a total of two years. When he was packing, he found a lot of things he hadn't seen for a long time.
There were souvenir photo albums, CDs from the games he played back then, etc. Looking at these things, it felt like he was back to his student days, but life was a one-way street with no turning back. He left the photo album with a wry smile and threw away the game CDs.
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Among the items sorted out, what caught his attention the most was a photo with Ding Hui, which was in the first drawer next to the desk. In the photo, the two of them were smiling so brightly under the cherry blossoms at Hanjiang University.
Since the argument in the nightclub that day, the two have not even met. Ding Hui came once when he was at work, packed up her own things and left quietly. The two did not meet. This photo should be of her at that time.
The only thing left after tidying up was the first drawer of the desk, which should not have been neglected, so he thought she might have left it on purpose. There was also a CD under the photo, which Liu Siyuan had seen before, and it was her favorite song.
Album, according to her, the singer was a Chinese-Canadian female singer. Liu Siyuan thought about it, picked up the CD and played it.
Every word seemed like she was confiding to him in her ear, and memories gradually filled his mind. Every moment when the two met, like a short film, played through his mind, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time finally fell down.
A short message came suddenly. He opened it and took a look. It was from Ouyang Qian. The message from the little girl was a bit inexplicable. The content was: n_ss!w_ll!m_!
Liu Siyuan was wondering what this meant, or if his phone was broken and the code was garbled.
At this time, a knock on the door pulled him back from his memories. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see a beautiful figure, but already soaked by the heavy rain, rushing into his arms.
This must be a scene in his dream. He no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand, hugged the soaked body hard, and heard her murmuring in a low voice: "I promise to be your girlfriend, and I am willing to be with you for the rest of my life."
Go away, don't let me down."
The music in the room continues:i’m_drenched_in_your_love
"Thank you for your poem, I like it very much..." the girl in his arms said suddenly. Liu Siyuan was about to ask her what poem it was, but he heard her read it lightly:
‘Beside the East Lake,
You smiled slightly,
The tenderness that envelopes the entire Han River.’
End of volume one.
(The song is called ‘drenched’, originally sung by ‘Qu Wanting’)
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