Sometimes, alcohol was indeed a good thing. It could allow people to let go of their worries and open their hearts to face everything. Actually, it had the same effect as cigarettes. It could temporarily numb and stimulate a person's central nervous system, allowing them to focus on things that they normally couldn't do. When the great writer, Li Bai, wrote the masterpiece, Bringing in the Wine, in a drunken state, it had to be said that alcohol had a special effect at certain times.
Xiao Yang was a good man. He didn't smoke, drink, or even lust. But today, he made an exception to drink. After a large cup of alcohol, his face was already red. There was still a long way to go if he wanted to pass the test of 'alcohol'.
Since Xiao Yang didn't want to talk about it, Zhang Zhiyuan didn't force him and started to chat, "Xiao Yang, I've seen your resume. Your address is the Dongzhou City Sewing Machine Factory Family Compound. Who's your father?"
Lu Yiwei suddenly recalled the time when he accompanied Zhang Zhiyuan to the Dongzhou City Sewing Machine Factory and met a woman around his age. As for the relationship between the woman and Zhang Zhiyuan, Lu Yiwei didn't try to pry into other people's privacy. But he knew that there must be an unknown relationship between them.
"My father is Xiao Renbang." Xiao Yang replied in a tipsy tone.
"Xiao Renbang is your father?" Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly became emotional.
Xiao Yang was a little puzzled by Zhang Zhiyuan's extreme reaction, so he nodded his head. "Yeah."
Zhang Zhiyuan also realized that he was a little emotional, so he adjusted his emotions and said, "I never expected that you're his son. How is he now?"
Xiao Yang nodded his head. "He's doing well. Why? Do you know him?"
Zhang Zhiyuan looked into the distance and sighed, "Not only do we know each other, but our two families are also fated. Now that I think about it, it's already been decades. "
Xiao Yang and Lu Yiwei looked at each other in confusion.
Zhang Zhiyuan began to reminisce, "My father and your father were both workers at the Dongzhou Sewing Machine Factory. My father was a fitter, and your father was a technician, a team leader. The two of them had a very good relationship. I grew up in the family compound of the sewing machine factory. At that time, you weren't here yet. I played with your sister Xiao Lisha every day. After the Cultural Revolution, my father was classified as a rich farmer and was dragged out to be criticized every day. Your father was a poor farmer, but his roots were good. He was also the publicity officer of the sewing machine factory. If it wasn't for Uncle Xiao protecting my father, he would have been beaten to death long ago. "
"At that time, not only did my father suffer, even my mother and I couldn't escape the clutches of the devil. Our house was smashed to pieces, and my mother was so scared that she didn't dare to go out. She often hid in the house and cried, afraid that someone would rush in and take me away. My house was in a mess. I was so hungry that my heart was sticking to my back, and my eyes were dizzy. If it wasn't for your sister secretly giving us food, we would have starved to death. Now that I think about those crazy years, it's more or less hopeless. "
"After the end of the Cultural Revolution, my father was rehabilitated. He didn't continue to stay in the sewing machine factory. Instead, he moved his family to Bei Zhou City. After that, our two families still maintained close contact, but after my father passed away, we didn't have much contact anymore. After that, I only heard that your father became the factory director. Sigh, time really makes people grow old. "
Xiao Yang didn't expect the two families to have such a history. He said excitedly, "So it's your father. No wonder he always nagged me about how Uncle Zhang was. I really didn't expect it."
Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes were much softer. He said, "I was only eight or nine when I left the sewing machine factory, but I remember every grass and tree in the factory clearly. I also went there later. Except for the original old factory, everything else is gone. Childhood memories are always beautiful. When there's a chance, I must visit your father. I don't know if he still remembers me. Sigh! "
"Yes," Xiao Yang nodded and said, "I'll tell him when I go back in two days. He's quite nostalgic, so he definitely remembers you."
"How is your sister?" Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly asked.
Xiao Yang nodded dejectedly and said, "She's fine. Since my brother-in-law passed away in a car accident, she raised the child alone. Her life is a little poorer. Fortunately, my parents provide for her, so she can get by."
The look in Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes became complicated. His lips trembled a little. He quickly picked up the cup beside him and took a sip of tea to hide his uneasiness. Lu Yiwei saw all of this. If he guessed correctly, the woman he went to see last time should be Xiao Yang's sister, Xiao Lisha.
The earth was very big, and the connections were very close. Just like on one side of the mountain and on the other side of the strait, as they chatted, they could figure out some kind of relationship. Who would have thought that Xiao Yang and Zhang Zhiyuan, who had nothing to do with each other, would actually talk about a fatherly friendship.
Zhang Zhiyuan calmed down for a long time and said, "Xiao Yang, I don't care what your reason is, but you must participate in this election. If you are elected, everything will be fine. If you are not elected, don't be discouraged. I will definitely put you in an important position, okay?"
Xiao Yang seemed to be hesitating. Lu Yiwei couldn't stand it anymore and quickly said, "Xiao Yang, don't let Secretary Zhang's painstaking efforts down. Quickly give him a toast." After hearing this, Xiao Yang held the glass of wine with both hands and said, "Secretary Zhang, thank you for your support and cultivation. I will do my best."
After coming out of the Veterans Fishing Port, Zhang Zhiyuan said to Lu Yiwei, "Yiwei, Xiao Yang was unexpectedly elected. I must disrupt the original plan. In two days, the standing committee will be held for grading. It is not convenient for me to show up in person. You contact Secretary Ma, Dong Sen, and Qi Feng in private. You must send Xiao Yang to the next round, understand?"
"Okay, I know what to do." Lu Yiwei nodded.
Zhang Zhiyuan added, "The next round is the voting for the party representatives and the people's representatives. You can also do it in advance. Intentionally or unintentionally, you can talk about Xiao Yang's situation and my attitude. In addition, the preliminary candidates will be interviewed on TV, right? Go and coordinate with them and put Xiao Yang in the second place. This person is mine! "
If Zhang Zhiyuan hadn't told him that story, Lu Yiwei might have found it hard to understand. But now that Zhang Zhiyuan had made up his mind and even made an exception to allow him to move around in private, some things weren't so complicated. He envied Xiao Yang. Zhang Zhiyuan valued him so much. Would he pose a threat to his position?
Xiao Yang's temporary change of heart made Gao Bowen, the director of the State Security Supervision Bureau, furious. In the office, he pointed at Xiao Yang's nose and scolded him for being ungrateful and threatened that he would never let him go. But the final candidate was about to be finalized. If he did not find a scapegoat as soon as possible, everything would be too late. He looked at the list and finally decided on Shen Jianghu, the deputy director of the Shi Zhi Office.
Without further ado, he went to Shen Jianghu's house that night and expressed his attitude. Shen Jianghu was an old man, and he had been studying for many years. His brain was not sharp, and it was easy for him to get into a dead end. He said straightforwardly: "Why should I quit? No way! "
Gao Bowen saw that this method did not work, so he went straight to Shen Jianghu's weakness: "Old Shen, I know your son is still unemployed. As long as you agree, I will immediately arrange for him to work in the State Security Supervision Bureau. What do you think?"
Shen Jianghu's wife was tempted and tried to persuade Shen Jianghu: "Old Shen, Bowen is just concerned about you. It will be great if our son can really get a job. Furthermore, you are just a rotten piece of wood. You are born to be a scholar. Why are you running for the Deputy County Head? You really think too highly of yourself. "
His wife tried to persuade him, but Shen Jianghu was not moved and insisted on his opinion. He straightened his neck and said: "What's wrong with being a scholar? Can't a scholar be a Deputy County Head? Which rule is it? I will say it again. You want me to quit? Impossible! "After saying that, he gave an order for Gao Bowen to be evicted.
Rotten wood cannot be carved, and Gao Bowen was powerless. He took out the name list again and looked at the Director of the State Administration of Government Affairs Bureau, Hu Zhixiong.
When they reached Hu Zhixiong's house, before Gao Bowen could express his intentions, Hu Zhixiong put on a show. He used diarrhea as an excuse and went to the toilet for half a day. Gao Bowen waited patiently. After coming out of the toilet, Hu Zhixiong opened his mouth and started to wheeze. Hu Zhixiong's acting was superb. After a while, he started to foam at the mouth, which shocked Gao Bowen.
Hu Zhixiong's wife did not know what was going on. She quickly took out some medicine from the drawer and stuffed it into her mouth. She kept rubbing her chest and said to Gao Bowen: "Brother Bowen, Zhixiong has asthma. When the weather gets cold, it gets worse. If you have anything to say, why don't we go to the office tomorrow? "
Hu Zhixiong's acting was seen through by Gao Bowen, but he could not say anything. He got up and left angrily.
After Gao Bowen left, Hu Zhixiong immediately felt better. He urged his wife: "Go and see if Gao Bowen has left. If he has left, lock the door. No matter who knocks, don't open the door tonight! "
His wife walked out of the door in confusion. She looked around and locked the door. She went home and asked: "What are you doing? You scared me!"
Hu Zhixiong got up and said leisurely: "Do you think Gao Bowen can fool me? You want me to quit? Dream on. "
His wife still did not understand. She asked: "Quit? Are you talking about the deputy mayor? "
Hu Zhixiong sat on the sofa and turned on the TV with the remote control. He started singing along with the TV while tapping the rhythm …
Back to the starting point, Gao Bowen placed his last hope on the director of the State Administration of Land and Resources, Qu Guangping. This time, he did not look for Qu Guangping directly. Instead, he looked for the mayor, Yang Derong.
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