The nights in Wangjiagou became quiet early, and the chirping of insects on summer nights became the mainstream melody. Seven or eight dishes were placed on an Eight Immortals table under the fluorescent lamp in Wang Laoshi's home. The few gentlemen sitting around the table were the Wang family's father and son, and his brother-in-law Xie Man.
He, village party secretary Wang Youhe, village chief Wang Long, and militia captain Wang Hu.
Wang Guohua has become a successful person, so it is undoubtedly a very honorable thing to sit at the same table and drink with him. The wine is a box of local Shanxi brand Wang Guohua brought back. People in the mountains usually drink home-brewed bulk wine and bottled wine.
Wine is considered a high-level treatment.
After two hours of drinking and half-eaten food, while smoking Wang Guohua's red plum cigarettes, the village party secretary Wang Youhe smiled and said: "Second son, now that you are successful, can you help the folks in the village?"
Think of ways to make a few bucks. It's not that your uncle is trying to make things difficult for you. You know the situation in the village. There are many people but little land. There is only so much work in the fields. It's okay for the old guy. It's not a problem for the young guy to be idle all day, isn't it?"
The village chief Wang Long burped, exhaling a strong smell of alcohol, and said with a smile: "The old party secretary is right, the second son has seen the big world, even if he can't use his strength, he can still help with some ideas?"
It doesn’t matter whether you are a little tired or not, as long as you can make money, you will win.”
When Wang Youhe finished speaking, Wang Guohua wanted to decline politely, but he had not yet made his mark! The Jetta car still relied on Yan Jiayu's relationship. Besides, in Nanshan County, there were not too many people waiting to do manual labor. Wang Long
As he continued to speak, Wang Guohua suddenly remembered the manuscript that Zeng Zeguang asked him to polish, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.
"This matter is not easy to handle. There are too many people who have the energy to find work." Wang Guohua considered it calmly before speaking. The hopeful eyes of the people at the table instantly dimmed a lot. Unexpectedly, Wang Guohua said again: "Wait for me...
The next time I go back to the county, I will try to think of some solutions. If it doesn’t work nearby, I will look for connections further away to see if I can find a place for the fellow villagers to make money.”
"Great, I knew the second son had a solution! Honestly, you gave birth to a good son." Wang Youhe patted his thigh excitedly and praised. Wang Laoshi's face glowed with pride,
He smiled happily and said nothing.
"Uncle, you have to say ugly things first. This thing may not work out, but I will definitely try my best." Wang Guohua added another sentence. It is not a good habit to talk too much.
"I know, it's not your fault whether it succeeds or not!"
A group of drinkers staggered out and went home. Wang Guohua opened the deck chair he bought and asked his father to lie down on it. He handed over a cigarette and sat beside his father to talk. His mother Chen Cuihua and her sister cleaned up the mess. Her brother-in-law Xie Manhe squatted on the ground.
Smoking next to him, watching with a smile.
"Second son, don't worry about what your uncle said. I'll do some work for your brother-in-law first. I haven't taken care of my own affairs, so I can't care about others." He took his son's lighter, lit a cigarette and took a puff.
Honest said with a sullen head.
The selfishness and shrewdness displayed by his father made Wang Guohua feel emotional. He originally planned to give some money to his family, but suddenly realized that giving money directly was not a good idea, and might even scare them.
"I've made a note of this, and I'll find a way when I get back." Wang Guohua agreed, thinking that if it didn't work out, he would just buy a shop in the countryside, grow crops at home, and let his sister do some small business, so that he could live a good life.
Xie Manhe immediately beamed after hearing this. His sister Wang Xiuxiu saw her from the side and smiled quite proudly: "Xie Manhe, you must remember the good things of your second son in the future!"
"Sister, why are you talking about this? As a family, there is no point in being polite."
When he woke up early the next morning, Wang Guohua made great arrangements to celebrate his mother's birthday, which made his mother Chen Cuihua unable to open her eyes. The family had a lively lunch, took out the cake and cut it, and before leaving, Wang Guohua secretly gave it to his mother.
Five hundred yuan. My mother refused to accept it, and finally offered to save it for Wang Guohua to use as a wife.
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It was already evening when I returned to the county town. I knocked on the door of Yan Jiayu's house and saw a happy expression inside. Wang Guohua moved a snakeskin bag of peanuts from the trunk and went in with a smile.
"The gas tank is full. Mountain people don't have anything good to offer. It's just trivial."
Yan Jiayu looked like she had just taken a shower. She had her hair down and was wearing light blue cotton pajamas. She leaned against the door and admired Wang Guohua's strong figure carrying weight easily. Wang Guohua threw a bag of peanuts into the living room, took out the car keys and handed them over.
Yan Jiayu took the car keys and said with a smile: "Have you had dinner? I didn't eat anything together. It's boring to eat alone."
Wang Guohua originally wanted to refuse, but then he thought about not hurting this woman's self-esteem. Besides, being coy was not his usual style.
"Okay, I'll save you time to go back and eat instant noodles."
Yan Jiayu was quick with her hands and feet. After a while, four dishes and one soup were placed on the table. She went back to the bedroom and walked around, carrying a bottle of Maotai liquor and coming out: "Drink a little." After a while, Wang Guohua noticed that Yan Jiayu had combed her hair.
It was tied up and neatly combed.
Wang Guohua had a lot of experience drinking with women, but that was when he was hanging out in bars and nightclubs in his previous life. Now that he is alone, there is no telling what might happen if he drinks too much alcohol, so Wang Guohua is somewhat hesitant.
"What? No? If it doesn't work, forget it. I'll serve the meal." Yan Jiayu saw Wang Guohua's hesitation and felt a little disappointed, so she said casually.
"How can a man say no?" Wang Guohua glanced at the jump on Yan Jiayu's chest. His habit of talking nonsense came back again. He regretted it after replying casually. The ambiguity in the words was too obvious.
"You have to try to find out if it works!" Yan Jiayu unconsciously straightened her proud chest, causing her eyes to jump and wink. She always couldn't get the upper hand when facing this young man, which made Yan Jiayu
She was very unconvinced. There was a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat in her words and actions. Yan Jiayu decided to let Wang Guohua understand that you are a brat and you are still a little immature.
Seducing brother? Do you want the old cow to eat young grass? Such thoughts flashed through Wang Guohua's mind, he smiled and scratched his head in a good-natured manner. It was obvious that this action was quite deceptive, which made Yan Jiayu lose the courage to pursue the victory.
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Two people drank a bottle of Maotai. Wang Guohua's drinking capacity was no problem at all, and Yan Jiayu's drinking capacity was not bad at all. The root of drinking and sexual incest was strangled in the cradle. The protagonist of the conversation while drinking was Yan Jiayu. Under Wang Guohua's conscious insinuations, the chat
The topic was mainly concentrated inside the county party committee compound.
Yan Jiayu usually doesn't like to spread gossip, but it doesn't mean that she hasn't heard all kinds of gossip. The county party committee compound is only so big, and there are only so many people. It's impossible not to hear about the shortcomings of the owner's family and the west's family, let alone right now.
There is a big gossip to tell.
"Secretary Li has decided to go to the Regional People's Congress, and County Magistrate Zeng is under review. Deputy County Magistrate Zhou estimates that he is doomed this time. The things done at the textile factory are too outrageous. Fixed assets worth tens of millions, how much do you think they were sold for?
Three million, only three million in total... By the way, Director Zhang of your Political Research Office may be out this time. Deputy County Magistrate Wang, who is temporarily in charge of the work from the government, mentioned his name at the meeting."
It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Wang Guohua left. Although they were alone and alone, both parties were relatively restrained. Wang Guohua's restraint was due to the rationality accumulated in two generations, and Yan Jiayu's restraint was due to personality issues. In the final analysis, he still did not lose face and behave like an old man.
The courage to eat young grass.
This drinking session was not fruitless. The relationship between the two became much closer. Wang Guohua called each other Sister Yan, while Yan Jiayu pinned the title of kid on Wang Guohua's head.
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As the sun set, Zeng Zeguang, who was fishing alone by the pond at the back door of the Nanshan Hotel, seemed to be in good spirits. The review was over in just three days, and we still have to wait for when the prefectural committee will give a conclusion.
Although Zeng Zeguang cares about his political life, he is not entangled in his heart. He is originally a career-oriented cadre, and he always does things wherever he goes. Zeng Zeguang even thinks that suspension is not a bad thing. You can sing my praises these days.
Appearing on the stage, Zeng Zeguang saw a lot of the warmth and coldness of the world and the warmth and coldness of people.
When he was in his position, those who followed him closely could come to him whenever there was nothing wrong. Looking at now, in just a few days, the secretary around him also asked for leave. Zeng Zeguang found it ridiculous, the true side of human nature can be so cold.
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The buoy on the water was moving, but Zeng Zeguang had no intention of lifting the fishing rod. He felt that the struggling fish in the water was very similar to himself. Isn't the life of advancing and retreating just biting the hook again and again?
"County Magistrate Zeng, the fish is biting the hook!" Wang Guohua didn't know what happened, so he grabbed the fishing rod and carried it away. Unfortunately, it was too late, the fish had already broken free and the bait was gone.
"Haha, isn't this Xiao Wang?" Zeng Zeguang had a good impression of Wang Guohua. Watching him sigh and awkwardly put on the bait, he thought to himself that this young man is Li Xiongfeiren. Do we have the same problem?
"County Magistrate Zeng, are you fishing or feeding the fish?" Wang Guohua joked with a smile. In the past, Zeng Zeguang would have been displeased because he would have thought him rude. But now it is not the case. He feels that this is a gesture of intimacy.
.What does it mean to show closeness to an unlucky guy? He wants nothing!
Zeng Zeguang handed Wang Guohua a cigarette. He saw Wang Guohua take out a zippo lighter and skillfully lit a fire and came over. After lighting the cigarette, Zeng Zeguang couldn't help but smile and said: "This lighter is good! Also, I am no longer the county magistrate.
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Zeng Zeguang's subtext is: How can you, a young man who has just graduated, afford a lighter worth several hundred yuan?
Wang Guohua showed a proud expression and said: "This lighter is a bonus of a transaction. I got it from Secretary Li's beloved son Li Yunshi."
"Deal? What deal?" Zeng Zeguang couldn't help but asked curiously. It seemed to him that it was obvious that Wang Guohua did not hear the other meaning in his words. Otherwise, he would not explain it so casually.