Reborn in 1976, teach him how to be an official

"Ha, kid, why are you bothering with that?"

Tai Zhengyang was surprised and moved.

He is now the first secretary of the Zhennan Provincial Party Committee. If he really wants to get some local specialties from his hometown, he just needs to say a word and the comrades under him will naturally help him get a lot of them.

But he was honest and upright, and extremely strict with himself. Not only would he never take the initiative to ask his comrades about this, but if someone occasionally gave him something, he would be criticized.

But if Liu Hongyi sent it to him, that’s another matter.

Liu Hongyi respected him as his elder, so didn't he also care about Liu Hongyi as his junior?

"Hehe, it's mainly because Quan Xu's family has that convenient condition. Their Agricultural Reclamation Bureau has to distribute year-end benefits to cadres and employees every year, so these things have to be prepared. When someone comes to Beidu on business, it's convenient to bring some along."

Liu Hongyi explained a few words with a smile.

"Don't worry, Principal. I'm not taking his things for nothing. I have something to exchange. I'll exchange it with him for Jingjiang's local specialties."

The latter sentence has a bit of a sarcastic tone.

Given his relationship with Quan Xu, how could Quan Xu possibly calculate such a small thing with him so clearly?

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this.

The atmosphere is very good.

We had dinner at Tai Zhengyang's house.

Tai Zhengyang usually lives a simple life at home, with meals consisting of one dish and one soup, mostly vegetarian, with a little meat and sometimes a cold dish like jelly. Today, because he has guests, the meal is a bit more substantial.

Chicken stew with hazel mushrooms.

A plate of sausages.

There is also a steamed cured meat dish.

Considering that Liu Hongyi and Huang Yonghui are both young men with big bellies, the portion is very large.

There was a guest coming to visit, and he was a younger generation whom he liked and valued. Tai Zhengyang was in a very good mood and specially opened a bottle of wine, which was Sanhua wine, a famous local specialty of Guizhou.

Rice-flavored liquor.

"Old Tai, you have to be self-aware."

The master's wife stepped in promptly to check on the matter.

"Xiao Liu and Xiao Huang came to see you. They're happy, so you can drink a little. But don't overdo it."

Tai Zhengyang smiled and said, "Look, look, an old man like me usually has a hard life... It's only thanks to you that I can have a couple of drinks."

These words made everyone laugh.

However, Liu Hongyi felt that his master's wife had good "control".

Tai Zhengyang is a genuine Northeasterner. What would happen if he was allowed to drink as much as he wanted?

After all, he is nearly seventy years old, and time is not forgiving.

Fortunately, it is authentic Sanhua wine. If it was the homemade wine brewed by the people of Zhennan, it would have a strong aftertaste and could really knock people down in an instant.

Because the master's wife was strict, he drank slowly. He didn't drink it all in one gulp, but took small sips, trying to prolong the drinking time.

During the meeting, Liu Hongyi mainly reported to Tai Zhengyang on some situations of Qinghua University.

The establishment of a special operations command in the border area cannot be discussed casually over a drink.

Tai Zhengyang is still very concerned about the affairs of Qinghua University and asks about some details from time to time.

Fortunately, Liu Hongyi is different from ordinary students. He is the president of the Student Union and a member of the Science and Technology Committee. He is involved in some of the school's management activities and can answer all of Tai Zhengyang's questions.

If you are an ordinary student, you really won’t understand.

After dinner, Liu Hongyi and Huang Yonghui followed Tai Zhengyang to the study upstairs.

"Hongyi, you said you had some ideas that you wanted to report to me?"

In the study, Tai Zhengyang asked.

"Yes, Principal."

"First of all, I want to know whether An Lang has been honest during this period of time?"

Tai Zhengyang sneered and said, "Honest? When have they ever been honest? After the war, starting in June and July, they became restless again. They crossed the border and launched more than a dozen sneak attacks. They were all small teams. When they were large, there were 20 or 30 people, less than a platoon. When they were small, there were only three or five people."

"Like a herd of rats, they run away after being beaten."