Return to Splendid

Tong Jingjiang went to the office again, threw the collection in front of Wen Qiyi, and said sternly: "Look at the good things you have done, this is too childish."

Wen Qiyi picked it up, looked through it, and said, "Who knew they would be so serious."

"You are the only one who knows how to be serious, while others are irritable, easy to fool, and fools?"

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Yes, I asked you to do it because I want to apply for a senior professional title and I don't have the ability to complete the job myself, so I used this despicable method."

"How can I let you do this? If they come to ask me, I will tell you that you have no idea. I did it quietly alone and it has nothing to do with you."

"But I want to say that it has something to do with me."

"How is this possible?"

"Do you want my application materials to be questioned? Do you want me to be Mr. Nanguo?"

"Hey, I don't even know what to say..."

"What else can you say? A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. If you persist to the end, just say that you personally participated in it. I assigned it to you and I also gave you a lot of guidance."

"Yes, I understand."

"You understand, so you think it's okay? You still have to go to Xing Yi, and you two can hunt birds together. It's okay to have a good relationship."

"It's not that good either."

"What's not good? You are a good friend when you need it. You negotiated with him, and he also participated. The publishing house limits the number of places to two people. You have to apply for the next one because you have to apply for a professional title, so you have to put his His name is written down, he wants to receive this favor, and in return, you agree to come forward and find the leader to help him adjust his position."

"Understood, I'll go find him."

After exhaling for a while, Tong Jingjiang returned to the formal topic: "Now I want to inform you that you will go to the county to participate in village assistance."

"What kind of assistance in the village?"

"That is to go to remote mountainous villages, live there, eat, live and work with them, help them develop, and help them get rid of poverty as soon as possible and become rich."

"Uh-huh, no, I can't go."

"Why can't you go?"

"I have something, something urgent. My family, my mother, she is sick."

"Your mother is not very old."

"It's not serious, but this disease, I originally thought it was just an ordinary disease, but the doctor told us in the corridor that we should be mentally prepared, it is very likely to be..."

"What is it?"

"It seems to be a terminal illness."

"Terminal illness?"

"I don't know if the doctor has figured it out. Our family will discuss it and send it to the provincial hospital within half a month for a comprehensive examination. My father has never traveled far and I don't know how to find someone to do it. I have to go there in person."

Tong Jingjiang said: "Your mother is ill at the wrong time."

The next day, He Rui received a call from the county asking for the list, so he told Tong Jingjiang: "Hurry up and report."

Tong Jingjiang said: "Wen Qiyi's mother is terminally ill and has to take a long leave."

"Oh, he can't go, who will replace him?"

"Just Xing Yi."

"Then you have to talk to him first?"

"I have to go out now. It's up to you, the factory director, to talk to me personally."

"Well, well, let's ask him to come."

Xing Yi came, and He Rui told him: "Now there is a job for you."

"Follow the factory director's arrangements."

"I went to the county to participate in village assistance."

"Which village is it? Is it clear?"

He Rui stood up, took out a ballpoint pen from the pen holder, and turned towards the map: "I don't know what the situation is, and we can't ask more, but I think it must be relatively poor and backward, so we need to arrange key assistance. It's the same." There’s no need to choose a job, right?”

The ballpoint pen pointed to the southwest corner of the map and clicked twice.Xing Yi didn't move, but he could clearly see the name of the village from two meters away: Sangjiazhai.

He knew that this village was the hometown of Sang Qian, the human resources department of Hongda Company.

When Sang Qian's father passed away, a lot of people left the company, and he followed him and took 30 yuan with him. Like everyone else, he put the money together and attached a piece of paper with a list of names.

Another point is that a double-curved arch bridge was later built near this village, using ultra-thin concrete technology. At that time, it was considered the most advanced bridge project in the province.

After the double-curved arch bridge was built, some outsiders parked on the bridge and came down to watch the scenery. Someone in the village had the idea to set up a stall beside the bridge, specializing in the local specialty buckwheat jelly and mineral water, earning some income. .

Hongda Company was not able to participate in this project, but it provided a truckload of shell panels for pouring. Five people from the steel bar team were temporarily transferred to be responsible for loading and unloading. After the work was completed, they went to the Qiaotou canteen to get big steamed buns, one for each person.

Xing Yi didn't think much about it. He just felt that the work would be the same wherever he went. Besides, traveling to more places and getting in touch with the grassroots in rural areas would only be beneficial to his future development.

He Rui stood up and approached him, patted him on the shoulder, as if he still had something to say, turned his face and looked at the bookshelf, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Go ahead and do your best."

Xing Yi went home and told Ni Shuzhen about his work arrangements.Ni Shuzhen asked: "How long do you want to stay in the village?"

Xing Yi said: "The county's arrangement is to rotate every two years."

"Oh, it's so long."

"I try to come back once a month."

He looked down at his son on the bed.

Ni Shuzhen said: "Take a good look, it will look different in a month."

Xing Yi shook his head: "No, no, I'm going to find Director He."

"Tell Director He that you don't want to go to the countryside and want to stay at home with your wife and children?"

"I don't want to go to the village. I just want to work more in the factory."

"Don't let others think that you are afraid of difficulties and ignore the easy ones. You have to go ahead and put your work first. We are all still young and our career and future should not be affected by family matters."

The official notice from the county came, and the time to go to the village was scheduled for Friday.

Xing Yi returned to the water tower hut, gathered the easels and bundled them, and prepared to take them to the village at a suitable time. The scenery there must have a unique flavor and the materials needed in the picture frame.

As he was immersed in tidying up, a man stood at the door. He was about fifty years old, wearing a spring and autumn shirt underneath his double-breasted coat. He probably had just shaved his face. The blade was used improperly, and there were two bloody marks on his cheeks.

Xing Yi saw him standing and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

He said: "I'm coming to find you, the factory director."

"Oh, then you are mistaken, the factory director, it is over there, in the building."

"I've been there. They said the factory director likes to run down there. He pointed me here. I saw you when I came here."

"I'm not the factory director, I'm in charge of the water tower."

"Don't lie, I think you look like the factory director."

"How do you know I look like the factory director?"

"I see you are in good health and look good."

"Why do you think so? He's in good health and looks like a factory director?"

"Yes, the factory director is like you."

"Look what I'm doing, packing my luggage, isn't it? Does the factory manager have these things?"

"But there is no one else here except you."

"The factory director is a little shorter than me, a little thinner, and has dark skin. The factory director's surname is He, and my surname is Xing, so you really have the wrong person."

"Are you really not the factory director?"

"really not."

"Is that because the factory director is avoiding me and letting the people below tell lies?"

"The factory director is a very good person. He won't hide. He must have gone out for something. Go downstairs and wait a little longer."

The man looked around, sighed, and left.