Time Travel: Conditional Wealth

The town government held a grand art performance to celebrate the New Year, and the mayor also invited many senior leaders to help.

The mayor was waiting happily to welcome the county governor, but he didn't expect the mayor to come as well. Not long after, the mayor also received congratulations from the provincial governor. He also praised all the staff in the town and affirmed the successful holding of the agricultural products fair.

He also said that it was the end of the year and he was so busy with provincial affairs that he didn't even have time to sleep, otherwise he would have been there in person to express his congratulations, and he emphasized that he would definitely be there next time.

The mayor didn't react until he heard a "beep, beep, beep" sound from the other end of the phone. It turned out that their efforts had attracted the attention of the province and that they had played such a great exemplary role.

As several leaders took their seats in the first row, the cultural performance officially began.

As expected, He Xi's name was not on the cast list. Director Zhao was still upset about the matter, but He Xi was happy to have some free time.

Just like the last business trip, this time, family members of civil servants can also come to watch the performance, but they need to report in advance.

Lu Jinan, He Fei and Xiao Yan came together.

The opening remarks are nothing more than the host thanking so-and-so for coming, thanking so-and-so for their support, and welcoming the new year on this beautiful day...

The first to open the show was the mainstay of the cultural troupe, who performed a dance. As expected of a mainstay, she received warm applause as soon as she came on stage. She smiled confidently and generously, and it was obvious that she was enjoying it.

"A pillar is a pillar. Look at how confident and outspoken she is." Xiao Yan couldn't help but praise her.

He Fei was like a kitten with its fur fluttering. She said fiercely, "Who is prettier, her or me?"

Xiao Yan looked at He Fei's overly serious face and told her bluntly: "You look good. For the people on the stage, it's just pure appreciation for the actors."

"You still admire her?"

"No, I admire you."

Lu Jinan was dressed casually today. The bulky down jacket could not erase his overly handsome face. His long legs had nowhere to put and attracted all the female comrades present as he walked by.

Lu Jinan noticed that He Xi was not in a good mood: "What's wrong? If you are unhappy, then I will also praise you, my beautiful, kind, generous and lovely girlfriend."

Wen's warm breath fell on He Xi's ears, which was a little itchy. He Xi's long and curled eyelashes fluttered: "Alas, the annual leave may have to be shortened. The workload of the greenhouse has increased this year, so the technicians are also retaining people, and they specifically asked me to stay."

Lu Jinan held He Xi's hand with his slender fingers and said, "Then how about this? I'll stay in town with you. It would be a loss if I didn't rent out the courtyard. I can take this opportunity to put it to good use."

He Xi was still not very happy. A good vacation was gone just like that. She had to go through this time of the year and still be on duty. The longer she worked on the shift, the more annoying it became.

At this time, warm applause rang in my ears, and the dance of the stage pillar ended.

Next is the model opera.

It's a repetitive story with just those contents. Such model operas were popular during the Cultural Revolution. The audiences present could recite the dialogues by heart, so why not show any lack of interest?

Then there are the singers, who sing about humanities and praise the motherland.

Some have soft timbre, some have strong, full, and powerful voices. He Xi feels that the voices of people who have eaten their fill are more comfortable to listen to. Those who sing without having eaten their fill should take a break. It is difficult to hear what they are singing. You will be tired of singing and of listening.

And then there is recitation.

He recited his own poems and essays with a mysterious level of confidence, which made many people laugh and livened up the atmosphere.

The person sitting in front of He Xi and Lu Jinan couldn't help but grumble in a low voice: "Technician He is much prettier than the main pillar of the art troupe. Look how proud she was just now."

The man in the red scarf nudged the boy who had just spoken with his elbow and said, "I also heard that Director Zhao from the Propaganda Department invited Technician He but was rejected. If she really goes on stage, there will definitely be thunderous applause from the audience."

The boy in the white scarf glanced at the boy in the red scarf and said, "No more?"

Red Scarf looked confused.

The white scarf rolled her eyes at the red scarf and said, "You don't know that Technician He and Director Zhao almost had a fight."

"Ah? Tell us what happened?" The people around turned their ears curiously to listen to the story.

Bai Weibo picked up the shelf and cleared his throat quietly: "This is what happened... In short, I am not satisfied with Director Zhao's private arrangement."

The first male student who spoke added to the content of the white scarf: "It's not comprehensive. I heard that Director Zhao was the first to curse, and then Technician He tried to reason with her. You also know that Director Zhao is a reasonable person."

Hearing this, Lu Jinan looked at He Xi with a complicated look in his eyes: "You are really a busy man!"

He Xi was silent for a few seconds, then sighed silently: "When you are famous, you are prone to gossip."

At the beginning it was the mayor, and at the end it was the mayor's turn.

He Xi resisted the urge to yawn, propped up her cheeks, and thought absentmindedly about how to plan the remaining short vacation. Suddenly, Lu Jinan held He Xi's hand tightly and said, "Be serious. The mayor is going to the stage to give a summary. Be careful that someone will catch you by the tail."

He Xi cheered up and followed the man onto the stage. The man on the stage had mostly white hair, but his face and expression showed no signs of vicissitudes of life. He stood in front of the microphone with a calm posture, his voice was deep and powerful, and he looked very energetic.

First of all, he affirmed the hard work of Xiaokang Town in the past year, which has made outstanding contributions to the agricultural development of the entire Mohe City and provided a viable path for agricultural development. He thanked you on behalf of the working people of Mohe City.

Mohe City is the coldest place in our motherland, but you have used your greatest enthusiasm to depict its outline, making it no longer so cold, making it a "rising star" and so on.

After the speech, there was warm, thunderous applause from the audience.

The year-end summary meeting naturally includes rewards and criticism.

He Xi was awarded a big red flower, which was praised for her youth and potential, and she was a progressive young person. We should learn from her shining points, but we should not be proud. If everyone makes a little progress, socialism will surely make a big step forward.

The people who criticized were of course the master and apprentice Fei Jin and Qin Wen who have already left. They are the termites and cancer of socialism and should be discovered and eradicated early.

At the same time, it also pointed out that Director Zhao of the Propaganda Department was arrogant and disrespectful.

Director Zhao had thought that the mayor would criticize and educate He Xi at the meeting after listening to her report, but she never expected that there would be no criticism. In the end, she was given a big red flower, which was put on her by the mayor himself.

Director Zhao regretted not pretending to be sick and waiting for He Xi's "good news" at home. The mayor did not give her any face at all, pointed out her faults harshly, and took out the real-name report letter from the Propaganda Department.

Director Zhao stepped down.