After getting serious, Hua Yuliang began to think about this magical conversation tonight.

Finally, I suddenly realized that I had been leading the nose of a green hook doll from beginning to end?

I 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, with Zhou Yuanjiang's character, he will definitely deal with this little bastard.

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 general meeting, Zhou Yuanjiang will just sit on the bench obediently, and he may still be able to do a good job on the bench.

There is an official joke in Jiachuan that 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 the 1960s! Times have changed!

Yes... Times have changed. Even a young man in his fifteenth or sixteenth year dares to point fingers and make suggestions in front of the top officials in the county...

Wait...come up with a plan?

Hua Yuliang combed through Zhou Zhi's words again, and found that except for the handle that was still in the hands of this little bastard, 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 back at the photo and saw the beautiful smiling face on it, as well as 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 again with his right hand and dialed a number.

A soft voice came from the other side: "Yu Liang?"

"Well, are you two sleeping?"

"Let me see...it's not there. The door is locked. I don't know what's going on inside."

"Fangyu..."

"Um?"

"Nothing, I just want to hear your voice suddenly."

"Yu Liang, are you under a lot of pressure lately? You don't have to think too much about me..."

"No, really, I just want to hear your voice... Fangyu, where is Lao Wang..."

"Why are you mentioning that loser?"

"That's right. The cannery in the county is not very profitable. 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 all 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 choked and a little panicked: "I understand, then I'll go talk to him tomorrow..."

"I will also pay close attention, Fangyu, don't worry, from now on..."

"Yu Liang, please stop talking. I, I know...is there anything else?"

"No. By the way, tell the two boys to go to bed early, and...you go to bed early too."

"Um."

"Then I die?"

"Hang up."

…

…

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 my godson!" Wu Lingjun, the cultural director, looked proud, his big round lion's nose was red, and 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 own son is a monster, but I don’t know exactly how evil he is.

But this person has really learned enough!

Wu Lingjun likes to hang out among his old friends 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 "academic ratio".

I also like to do some cultural and historical work such as cultural collection and compilation of county annals. 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 whether 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 will never see you so happy!"

Hua Yuliang is also a local cadre, and he has his own charm. Not only will he not put on airs with people like his godfather, but he will joke and joke with him: "This guy is my son's classmate, and he came to the house last time to give him a gift."

Here comes the roll of paper."

"I set up this kid's historical perspective!" The godfather was very happy: "If you use the past as a guide, you can know the ups and downs; if you use people as a guide, you can know the gains and losses."

"This article "My Grandma" is about knowledge changing destiny. It uses stories from decades ago to criticize all today's unhealthy tendencies that focus on money and the absurd statement that knowledge is useless!"

"This is called the history pen as a knife, learn it and apply it flexibly. Secretary Yuliang, you must know it better than me!"

I know it so well! I can even answer the question "Can't do what you want"!

"Stop! 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, I received a call from the Provincial Writers' Association, criticizing me, Old Wu, for being too lazy to do anything."

The godfather shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands upwards by his side, looking as funny as possible: "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 really know that you are from the Cultural and Educational Bureau?!" Hua Yuliang was angry and funny: "If you hadn't told me, I would have thought that you didn't wash your feet thoroughly, so you sent your wife to the cultural center and hired a county magistrate.

You can do it, you can earn 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."

"I'm purely referring to work and performance. If I don't mention the secretary, you're going to attack those personally!"

"You're just a happy-go-lucky guy!" Hua Yuliang picked up the tea cup and scolded with a smile: "What on earth are you going to do? Just let it go. I'm not as free as you!"

"I just want to report the good news to Secretary Yuliang, and then go to the secretary to catch this kid. You can 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 magazine! Member of the Provincial Writers Association! A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, 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 have to 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 lacy. 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

Have a holiday……"

At this moment, Hua Yuliang's secretary walked in: "Secretary, the Organization Department of Guizhou Province has a phone number over there."

"Turn over." Hua Yuliang picked up the phone: "That's it for Old Wu. You find this guy first and then talk... Ah hello, I'm Jiachuan Hua Yuliang, um, um...

...What? Lao Wu, please wait a moment! Well, okay, okay, we will arrange it, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Hua Yuliang's face was full of disbelief. He 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's clear. What's wrong?"

"Your godson, while submitting this manuscript, he also submitted a novel. I heard it was a story set in that historical background."

"What?" The godfather was stunned: "There is another article?"

"Comrades from the editorial department of the provincial magazine called Qian Province to find Comrade Su Xiuqi for verification, and found a clue during the conversation."

"Wait a minute, the provincial journal will call for confirmation? Does this mean it will be published again?"

"I asked why Su Yaomei called that night to ask what level the novels published in "Bashu Literature" were. I thought Brother Zhou had finally been nurtured by his younger siblings after so many years..."

"Old Wu, do you know the key point?" Hua Yuliang got angry and slapped the table: "Be serious!"

"I'm the most serious person now... er, secretary... this Su Xiuqi... is he also the Su family's Xiuzizi card..."

"Su Xiuqin, her second sister!"

"Hey, I'd have known about it a long time ago, second sister! When we came to Jiachuan to see her mother, we even had dinner together at Yuanjiang's house..."

"It seems... the 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 there is going to come to Jiachuan to visit Comrade Song Qiaoling to verify it."

The godfather heard questions on his forehead: "Comrade Song Qiaoling, who is this?"

Hua Yuliang grabbed the Bashu literature on the table and kept clicking on Zhou Zhi's article: "You still don't understand?! It's this guy's grandma!"
Chapter completed!