1979: My fiancée is a goddess

At 5:30 p.m., the election, which lasted all afternoon, ended after the host announced the last comrade's vote.

Those who voted breathed a sigh of relief, and those who participated in the election, whether they succeeded or failed, finally felt a huge weight lifted from their hearts.

The once quiet auditorium became lively and exciting again because of the final election results.

Comrades stood up one after another to warmly congratulate the comrades who won the election, especially Comrade Cheng Kaiyan who won the vice president election.

"Congratulations, Comrade Cheng Kaiyan! You won first place against all odds! You're truly a dark horse!"

A woman with rosy cheeks was the first to run over, hopping and skipping, and congratulating him with a big smile.

"It's all thanks to everyone's support, and thank you for your support as well."

Cheng Kaiyan quickly stood up from her seat, a calm and gentle smile on her face.

"Ms. Cheng Kaiyan, could you please sign your autograph for me? I really love your book, 'Love Letter'!"

The woman took out a book from her bosom, which seemed to have been prepared on purpose, and Cheng Kaiyan signed it without saying a word.

At this moment, the other comrades also gathered around and offered their warm congratulations.

"As expected of the children's literature master handpicked by Bing Xin and Ye Lao. His work is truly extraordinary!"

"Professor Cheng Kaiyan, the comprehensive plan you mentioned in your speech has truly pointed out a clear path for our school and for the development of children's literature in our country! Indeed, our comrades have discerning eyes!"

"Organizing children's literature workshops, collaborating with universities on research, establishing children's literature journals... this plan is a series of interconnected steps."

"President Chen, let's proceed with Teacher Cheng Kaiyan's plan!"

"Ahem! Comrade Cheng Kaiyan's development plan is indeed excellent. I suggest we study it, and perhaps the work for the second half of the year can proceed according to the plan!"

When faced with the suggestion from the young comrade, President Chen Zijun quickly nodded in agreement.

He was also quite looking forward to the final results of this plan.

The crowd gathered around Cheng Kaiyan and the others, creating a lively atmosphere.

He seemed to regard Cheng Kaiyan as one of his own and as the future vice president.

However, while this side is bustling with activity, the other side is much quieter and more desolate.

The dim afternoon light shone into the auditorium through the gaps in the windows, which were covered by black curtains.

"Hoohoo!"

"Cheng Kaiyan! How could this be..."

Hu Jianwen stood by the window with his head slightly lowered, staring intently at Cheng Kaiyan, who was surrounded by the crowd.

His obese body trembled slightly with heavy, rapid breathing, and his hands, hanging at his sides, were clenched so tightly that his fingers turned white.

The slanting sunlight shone on his profile, while the other half of his greasy, chubby face was hidden in shadow, with only his small eyes revealing an uncontrollable jealousy and anger.

The votes that were thought to be a sure thing actually resulted in a loss to Cheng Kaiyan?
He, as the deputy secretary-general, must have worked hard in the association, even if he didn't make any great contributions. But he never expected that these troublemakers would cast all their votes for an outsider.
Damn it! So what if you're a great writer? So what if you're a master of children's literature?
This is clearly blatant worship of foreign things and fawning on foreigners!
"Cheng Kaiyan! I'll let you be smug for a little while longer. If you can become the vice president, I'll change my surname to yours!"

Hu Jianwen stared at Cheng Kaiyan, who was in the center of the crowd not far away, his face ashen, and said through gritted teeth, each word filled with hatred.

"Hmph! Just you wait and see!"

The man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and left in a huff.

……

The third floor of the Ministry of Culture.

"Wow!"

Hu Jianwen came out of the restroom and stood in front of the sink.

I turned on the tap, scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on my face. The cool and refreshing sensation cooled down my face, which was flushed from emotional turmoil, and it also calmed my mind down a lot.

He rubbed his face vigorously and headed straight for his uncle's office.

It was closing time, and in the bright and clean corridor, colleagues in white shirts were leaving the office carrying documents and backpacks.

Arriving at the office door located deep in the corridor, Hu Jianwen looked up and saw a white wooden sign with black lettering nailed to the wall.

Addressed to: Office of Leader XX, Personnel Department

One of the functions of the Personnel Department is to be responsible for the personnel management of the agency, its directly affiliated units, and its overseas cultural institutions.

His uncle, Hu Fanzhou, was a mid-level leader in the Personnel Department.

This is why Hu Jianwen is so confident that he can achieve final victory.

Before Cheng Kaiyan appeared, he thought he didn't need any help and could win the vice president position on his own, but the unexpected still happened.

"Then I have nothing to worry about. Since you, Chen Zijun, would rather bring in an outsider than let me be elected, then don't blame me!"

Standing at the office door, Hu Jianwen's mind was racing, his eyes filled with coldness.

He composed himself, took several deep breaths, and then mustered the courage to knock on the office door.

"Please come in!"

A dignified and heavy voice came from inside the office.

With a click, Hu Jianwen stepped into the house.

Behind the desk, an elderly man in his early sixties, dressed in a faded navy blue shirt that exuded an air of poverty, was processing documents without even looking up.

"Director Hu."

Hu Jianwen walked up to him, bowed slightly, and spoke with great respect.

"Jianwen, you've arrived."

Hu Fanzhou still didn't look up, but simply responded.

"Ah."

Upon hearing this serious and indifferent voice, Hu Jianwen subconsciously swallowed and dared not speak easily.

Although his uncle was only a dozen years older than him, he had been very strict with him since childhood. In his mind, he had always been a dignified, cold and rigid person.

Hu Jianwen stood there, not daring to speak.

Hu Fanzhou seemed to ignore him, continuing to process the documents, appearing to be a workaholic.

More than ten minutes later, after the documents were processed, Hu Fanzhou finally looked up, glanced at Hu Jianwen indifferently, and then packed up the documents and put them into his briefcase.

"Let's go, it's almost six o'clock."

"Ah."

The two walked out, one after the other.

"Tell me, how was today's election?"

Hu Fanzhou's deep-set, sharp eyes swept over Hu Jianwen, and he already had a premonition.

"One hundred and thirty-three votes, second place."

Hu Jianwen said in a deep voice.

"Over 130 votes, second place? Who's in first place?"

Hu Fanzhou frowned. In his opinion, these votes were enough to secure first place. Who could possibly be higher than Hu Jianwen?

"I don't know if you've heard of Cheng Kuaiyan? He's in first place, with 145 votes."

Hu Jianwen couldn't help but feel angry when Cheng Kaiyan was mentioned, and he said through gritted teeth.

"He's a great talent, everyone knows that. He has made remarkable achievements in the fields of children's literature creation and theory. However, the fact that he, an outsider, has so many votes suggests that there are special circumstances. Let's hear about it."

Hu Fanzhou frowned slightly, his pale brows furrowing as he pondered.

"In his speech, he proposed a development plan: he planned to start a writers' workshop, establish an academic journal, and cooperate with universities... which greatly interested many comrades."

Hu Jianwen gave a brief explanation.

"This Cheng Kaiyan lives up to her reputation; you didn't lose unjustly."

Hu Fanzhou's mind raced, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes, and he chuckled softly.

"Phew...but!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Jianwen immediately lost his composure and hurriedly asked, "Uncle, do you mean you favor Cheng Kaiyan and support him to be the vice president?"

"Hmph! You think you can become the vice president with just a rudimentary plan? It's not that easy! The research institute submits so many excellent national development plans every year, how come everyone who submits them becomes a leader?"

Hu Fanzhou gave a disdainful snort and rebuked him.

"What do you mean?"

Hu Jianwen breathed a sigh of relief and asked cautiously.

"To be a leader, one must first be able to unite comrades and the masses, secondly, make contributions and achieve political achievements, and finally, have the ability."

The fact that Comrade Cheng Kaiyan was able to come up with this plan proves that he is a good comrade and an outstanding talent.

However, the position of vice president is still too high a rank for a young man in his early twenties; being a deputy secretary-general would be no problem for him.

Hu Fanzhou spoke calmly and casually, showing no intention of making Cheng Kaiyan the president. He casually removed Cheng Kaiyan from first place.

Hu Jianwen was overjoyed, and his small eyes sparkled with excitement!

Hahaha!
Cheng Kaiyan, let's see what you can do to fight me.

Being appointed as deputy secretary-general is a bargain for you; you'll be working under me from now on.

"That's what I think too. Comrade Cheng Kaiyan is indeed a capable person." He was very excited, but under Hu Fanzhou's calm gaze, he tried his best to restrain himself and said in a slightly trembling voice.

"Well, that's it."

Hu Fanzhou shook his head imperceptibly, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward.

Hu Jianwen quickly followed behind.

Just then, a beautiful woman stopped behind him.

"Cheng Kaiyan was actually voted number one? It seems his reputation really does have some effect."

Tang Minghua thought to herself with some surprise.

However, she soon overheard Hu Fanzhou and his nephew's scheme. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she tightened her grip on the documents in her arms. "What are they planning to do? Are they trying to bypass Cheng Kaiyan and appoint Hu Jianwen as the chairman?"

It's important to understand that once the candidate receives the most votes, the choice is essentially finalized, and even leaders are unlikely to change it easily.

Otherwise, it would be a transgression of the system and a trampling of democracy, which would only lead to public dissatisfaction.

However, having the leader decide on the final selection does not actually break the rules.

After all, D's leadership is the foundation of everything, and the two candidates' votes are not far apart, only a dozen or so.

Even if we disregard Cheng Kaiyan and let Hu Jianwen be elected, even if a minister came, he wouldn't be able to say anything.

"Ugh……"

Tang Minghua sighed softly, shook her head, and turned to leave.

This is not something I can handle, nor is it something I should get involved in.

I went back to my office, packed my things, and went downstairs to go home.

……

Inside a villa in the Air Force compound.

A family of more than ten people gathered in the living room, with a sumptuous meal laid out on the rectangular dining table.

"Mom, you're back! Come and eat. I saved some braised pig's trotters for you today, which you love."

As soon as Tang Minghua entered the room, Ning Wanjia immediately waved and called out.

"coming."

Hearing her daughter's clear voice, Tang Minghua smiled gently and sat down beside her.

"Why are you so busy today? It's already past six o'clock."

Ning Wanjia diligently served her mother rice, muttering to herself.

"Something came up at the department, so I stayed a little longer."

Looking at the delicate, doll-like face in front of her, Tang Minghua suddenly realized that her daughter was also growing up, her childishness was gradually fading, and she was becoming more mature.

Before we knew it, the child who was cherished in the palm of our hands had grown into an adult.

Perhaps Cheng Kaiyan also played a role... After all, love, especially failed love, makes people mature.

I think it was because I came across a few things about Cheng Kaiyan today that his name suddenly flashed through my mind.

"Is it about the Children's Literature Research Association? Old Wang from my workplace took the kids to see the performance this morning, and I heard it was quite good."

The husband chimed in with a laugh.

"Ah."

Tang Minghua didn't want to talk about this matter further, since it involved Cheng Kaiyan and she didn't want it to affect her daughter.

"Children's literature? It seems like the government has been paying a lot more attention to children and teenagers these past two years."

One organization after another has sprung up, like the National Leading Group for Childcare and Early Childhood Education, the Coordinating Committee for Children and Youth Work, the China Children and Teenagers' Foundation, and another committee appeared at the end of last month..."

Ning Qiuyue, who hadn't appeared in a long time, said with some emotion.

"Ultimately, it's about paying back the debts of the past ten years or so. In the last two years, in order to optimize the population structure, the government has proposed eugenics and good parenting. In the future, there will most likely still be the basic national policy of family planning. It's hard not to pay attention to it."

The old lady put down her chopsticks and explained to her youngest daughter.

"So that's it."

Ning Qiuyue nodded thoughtfully.

Family planning seems to be a new concept.

The other family members then began to discuss the pros and cons.

Only Ning Wanjia, upon hearing anything about children's literature, unconsciously thought of a certain person, her face immediately turned cold, and she shook her head like a rattle-drum, as if trying to throw him away.

Tang Minghua watched with wide eyes, wondering what was wrong with her daughter.

After dinner and washing up.

"How's the pressure?"

The mother and daughter snuggled together on the sofa watching TV, while Ning Wanjia attentively massaged Tang Minghua's legs.

"You're acting strange today. Tell me, how much pocket money are you trying to extort from your mom this time? I'll give it to you, okay?"

Tang Minghua lay lazily on the sofa, glanced at her daughter, and teased her.

"No, none of those are true!"

Ning Wanjia shook her head with her hands on her hips, then, remembering her own plans, smiled obsequiously and said, "I... I plan to visit my third aunt for two days this week."

"Go ahead and go, why ask me why?"

Tang Minghua frowned slightly and said calmly.

"Then you agree?"

Ning Wanjia smiled.

"No, don't think I don't know what you're up to."

Tang Minghua sneered.

"What could I possibly be planning?"

The girl pouted, her little face looking very aggrieved.

"Hehe, do you really want me to expose your thoughts? To be honest, I ran into Cheng Kaiyan today. He and your third aunt went to the Ministry of Culture to watch a performance all morning."

"Third Aunt is going to see a performance? The children's literature society that my dad mentioned? What's she going there for?"

Ning Wanjia asked curiously.

"Cheng Kaiyan is running for vice president."

Tang Minghua said calmly.

"Vice President?!"

The girl exclaimed in surprise, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "He's only twenty! It seems like he turned twenty-two just ten days ago. He's so young to be the president?!"

Why do you remember it so clearly?!

Tang Minghua's expression was unfriendly, and she pinched the girl's waist.

Why can't this girl tone it down a bit? Her eyes are practically overflowing with adoration!
“He gave me a birthday present. I didn’t go to his engagement with Xiaoli, and I didn’t go to his birthday either. I just wanted to return the gift to him and even things out.”

The little girl bit her lip, looking aggrieved.

"You are my daughter, my pride, my darling. You should understand what I mean, right?"

Tang Minghua stroked her daughter's face, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"I know, I have my own pride."

Ning Wanjia nodded gently, she understood the difference clearly, "Let's not talk about that, let's talk about the vice president, do you think he'll be elected?"

"He came in first in the vote, but he probably won't get the position..."

Tang Minghua briefly explained the situation.

Sure enough, the little girl angrily pounded the sofa, "How can there be such people! If they can't win the vote, they use connections and backdoors! These officials are all bad!"

"Ha ha……"

Tang Minghua responded with a wry smile.

That brat, she insulted your mother and her whole family!
"Mom! Let's help that bastard Cheng Kaiyan, okay?"

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she clung to her mother's arm, acting all cute.

"I can't help with this, it's not my problem, and I don't have the ability to help, so just give up on it."

Tang Minghua shook her head, unmoved, and coldly refused.

"Humph!"

The little girl angrily turned her head away: "Then I'm going to tell Auntie and the others!"

"It's up to you."

With that, Tang Minghua turned and went back into the house. (End of Chapter)