When it was almost time to get off work, Old Zhang came back. Wang Guoha saw him and put down his manuscript."Director Zhang, a big brother called Old Zeng came to the general department this afternoon and left a manuscript for you to polish.”
Old Zhang was stunned for a moment. She stared at Wang Guohua for three to four seconds before coming back to her senses."Oh, I know this manuscript. How about this? Take it back and read it first. Well, that's it. I'm off work.”
After saying that, Old Zhang staggered away with her beer belly. Wang Guohua was confused. Why should he let me polish it? I've only been here for a few days. Who do you think I am?
Wang Guohua packed up his manuscript and packed his lunch box. Just as he walked to the entrance of the cafeteria, a pickup truck stopped beside him. Wang Guohua quickly stepped aside and looked at the car door. The first thing that appeared when the car door opened was not a human face, but a pair of slender legs wrapped in black stockings. Then, a pair of black ol skirts wrapped tightly around her voluptuous buttocks. Above that was a white shirt that was close to her thin waist. Above that was a head of black silky shoulder-length hair.
Wang Guohua had to admit that this was one of the most sexy buttocks he had ever seen. If it was in his previous life, Wang Guohua would have whistled to express his admiration. Right now, Wang Guohua could only swallow his saliva gently. He prayed in his heart that the moment this back turned around, it would not leave a psychological shadow on him.
The owner of the back did not turn around immediately. Instead, she tried to pull down a large cardboard box with all her might. However, it seemed that she did not succeed. After a few tries, the effect was only to raise her buttocks higher. With a thud, the sexy woman staggered backward. Then, with a thud, the heel of her shoe broke.
Wang Guohua was only a step away from the woman's back. He instinctively dropped his lunch box and reached out his hands.
Yan Jiayu would rather have her butt smashed into pieces than to be pressed down firmly on by someone. The 25-year-old Yan Jia Yu was a widow. There was a lot of gossip in front of a widow. This sentence had existed since ancient times, not to mention that Yan Jia Yu was a young, beautiful, and extremely shameless widow.
Wang Guohua could roughly guess what was going on from the woman's expression. Nanshan County was a remote and conservative place, and the daughter-in-law was very concerned about touching sensitive parts with people with different surnames. Although the woman in front of him was dressed fashionably, her surname was probably very conservative.
Without changing his expression, Wang Guohua let go of his hand and picked up the lunch box on the ground. He said calmly,"Sister-in-law is drowning, help her." After saying that, he left, leaving Yan Jia Yu standing there in a daze.
When Yan Jia Yu regained her senses, she understood that this young man was not here to take advantage of her. The anger on her face gradually subsided, and her cheeks turned slightly red. The unfamiliar young man from before was gentle. Although he was a little tanned, he was quite handsome. Thinking about it carefully, the feeling of the palm holding his buttocks was still there, as if it had left a mark.
"Sister Yan, are you alright? Who is this person?" The chauffeur came up to greet her. Yan Jiayu shook her head, trying hard to forget the pair of clear and pure eyes she saw just now. She pretended to be calm and said,"I'm fine. He's a new university student. I don't know him either.”
Generally speaking, Yan Jia Yu was a reasonable person. After calming down, she still felt a little guilty. Yan Jiayu was born into a scholarly family, so she naturally understood the origin and meaning of Wang Guohua's words.
The county party committee and the county government axe worked in the same courtyard. The five-story building on the east side was where the county party committee was located, and the government axe was on the west side. If a person traveled to many places and paid more attention to the problem of direction, they would roughly know that the distribution of the party committee and the political axe in a place was the party committee in the east and the political axe in the west.
Yan Jiayu was the Deputy Chief of the Administrative Section under the County Party Committee Office. She was in charge of logistics. Her level was not high, but she had a lot of power and benefits. It was obvious that no ordinary person could sit in such a fat seat. Yan Jia Yu had a father who was the director of the National People's Congress and a father-in-law who was the head of the county committee organization department. Naturally, she did not have to worry about others coveting the position under her butt. With a strong backer and a fierce surname, almost no one in the County Party Committee Office dared to have any ideas about Yan Jia Yu. The colleagues of higher or lower ranks were at least very polite to Yan Jia Yu on the surface, let alone the younger ones.
Wang Guohua, who had been reborn, had no experience in politics. His past social experience told him that to survive in an unfamiliar environment, keeping a low profile was undoubtedly the only way. Wang Guohua didn't care who that woman was. He was looking forward to the meeting of the county committee on Monday. Only then would he have an excuse to find out who the county head was.
Wang Guohua ordered a bowl of rice and shredded pork with green peppers. He maintained his school habits and ate as he walked, thinking about the speech. She felt that she shouldn't do this job herself, but since the leader had given her the task, she had to do it. Wang Guohua was a little conflicted. If he changed it, the leader would be satisfied, but he would offend the people from the General Department. If he didn't change it, he wouldn't be able to live a good life in the Political Research Office.
He lowered his head and chewed on the food in his mouth like chewing wax. Suddenly, the front of him darkened as if someone was blocking his path. Wang Guohua instinctively lowered his head and circled around the person to block the path.
After rebirth, Wang Guohua was good at hiding his emotions. What Yan Jiayu saw was a young man with a good appearance and a pure expression. When she met that pair of innocent and clear eyes again and saw the shyness when the young man quickly lowered his head, the last bit of unhappiness in Yan Jiayu's heart disappeared.
"I haven't thanked you for what happened just now. Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner.”
"Whose silly kid is this? He didn't even give Sister Yan face! If it were me…" The person who made the noise was a young man by the roadside. When Yan Jia Yu's stern gaze swept over him, he immediately smiled in panic and fled into the canteen.
Yan Jia Yu was already used to calling the shots in the courtyard and ordering people around. She felt that treating someone to a meal was a very respectful thing to do, so she didn't want to be rejected so straightforwardly. Yan Jia Yu didn't hate this honest looking young man. Instead, she felt that this young man was an honest person. Yan Jia Yu wouldn't bully the weak and fear the strong. When she thought of the young man's shy expression, Yan Jiayu's lips curled into a faint smile, revealing two intoxicating dimples.
The encounter just now did not cause Wang Guohua too much trouble. He had seen many beautiful women. Yan Jiayu was considered to have an outstanding figure and appearance in the county party committee compound. Compared to the women Wang Guohua had experienced before, whether it was in terms of appearance, temperament, or makeup, there was a considerable gap. Just like how Wang Guohua felt as if he had seen a fairy on television when he was a child, when he watched the reruns of " Blood Suspect " on television many years later, he was no longer amazed by the beauty of the movie.
Wang Guohua rented a single room in an old-fashioned courtyard. The landlord was a retired old couple, Uncle Cao and Aunt Cao. Because their children were working in other places, the old couple felt that the courtyard was too quiet and lifeless, so they rented it out.
When he pushed open the courtyard door, Uncle Cao, who was enjoying the cool under the tree in the courtyard, waved and smiled."Little Wang, let's play chess."
"Uncle Cao," Wang Guohua said apologetically as he stepped forward and smiled,"the leader is arranging some work. I'm sorry."”
The modest, polite, and diligent young man was very popular with the old couple. Aunt Cao, who came out of the inner room, smiled and said,"Xiao Wang, there's watermelon in the fridge. Take it out and cut it up.”
"Thank you, Aunt Cao. I really have work to do.”
After he declined, Wang Guohua entered the room under the admiring gaze of the old couple. He turned on the lamp and read the speech carefully three times with a frown. He thought for two to three hours before he came up with a way to modify it. Wang Guohua's revision did not change a single word of the original text. He only drew a circle after the paragraph about how to develop the economy and improve the living standards of the people, and wrote a "note" inside.
As for the so-called notes, Wang Guohua took out another piece of paper and carefully thought of some common methods in his previous life. He combined it with the current situation and avoided some sensitive topics. He simply listed three. First, increase investment in transportation construction. If you want to get rich, you have to build roads first. Transportation is a prerequisite for economic development. Second, in response to the current situation of excessive rural labor, the government will organize the export of labor services to the developed coastal areas. Third, Nanshan County's mountainous area is rich in natural resources. The local products of the mountainous area have great market potential in the neighboring provinces and cities. We should organize and plan to open up the local products market in other places.
The next morning, Wang Guohua was the first to show up at the office. As usual, he cleaned up the place and got the water ready. At nine o'clock in the morning, the few old men entered the office. The first thing Director Zhang asked about was the manuscript. Wang Guohua had already prepared to hand it over. Director Zhang took it and looked at it in surprise. He looked at Wang Guohua and did not say anything. He took the manuscript and left in a hurry. After about an hour, he returned and said,"Little Wang, come with me."
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