The leader is my girlfriend

Since he got a watch, Wang Yiming no longer has any excuse to be late. He arrives at the agreed location - the gate of the garment factory - 20 minutes in advance.

At 9:05, a GAZ-69 drove out.

He couldn't help but sigh, this is indeed a car that can only be seen in this era. Before, he had only seen it in museums, with a small red string, which could be admired from a distance but not played with.

The tour guide explained that the GAZ-69 was a single-cylinder diesel engine manufactured in the former Soviet Union, typically used in agricultural machinery or small transport vehicles. It had a traditional starting method, lacking an electric starter and relying on manual cranking. (To start the GAZ-69, you insert a crank into the starter hole and then manually rotate it to start the engine. This operation is relatively simple, but requires considerable strength.) After the breakdown of relations between the two countries, the Soviet Union stopped supplying it, prompting my country to begin developing its own military jeep.

[Humph, independent research and development? If you have the ability, you can study our Dongfeng Express. It will exhaust your brain cells.]

Li Kechang arrived at 9:25, carrying a bag alone. He was puzzled to see Wang Yiming carrying only a messenger bag.

"Yiming, you didn't bring a change of clothes?"

What a bolt from the blue, right? It's happening right now. Why does he need to bring a change of clothes? Isn't this a business trip supposed to be a same-day trip? This is going to take up his vacation time. Is there overtime pay these days?

"Forehead……."

"It's okay. I think I forgot to tell you yesterday that we won't be back until the day after tomorrow. The car will be at your house soon. You can go back and pick up anything you want."

"……it is good."

Wang Yiming's hesitation reminded Li Kechang of the gossip story from a few days ago, and he laughed.

"Well, don't worry, I'll go back with you and accompany you into the house."

"Leader, please stop teasing me."

"Haha."

"Then you go home by yourself?"

"..., you should continue teasing me."

"Hahaha."

Wang Yiming got into the car with a bitter but happy mood. Li Kechang sat in the passenger seat and he sat in the long seat at the back. He wanted to complain that it was easy to get carsick in this position.

Finally, the driver took them to the steel plant's family compound. With Li Kechang's "accompaniment", Wang Yiming took two pieces of underwear and went out, leaving a note for his uncle and aunt before leaving.

My uncle, aunt, and section chief have a temporary trip out to Hongshan Commune to purchase supplies and will be back in the city the day after tomorrow.

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Along the way, Wang Yiming watched the driver's driving process and silently put the driver's license test deep in his heart. Just this steering wheel moved him, and he felt like he had failed. I really don't know! Cars in the 60s didn't have power steering? Then how did the soldiers in the novels who drove with one hand do it? Did they do miracles with their strength?

Do I need to double-clutch to shift up?

Do you need to step on the gas when downshifting?

Also, when downshifting while turning, how much effort do you need to put into steering the wheel?

Anyway, what Wang Yiming could foresee was that once he drove on the road, there would be only two outcomes.

Either the car is still there but he is not;

Otherwise, the car and he will be scrapped together.

There is absolutely no third option.

After the train started, Wang Yiming offered cigarettes to the driver, Mr. Liu, and the section chief, Li Kechang. He watched them puffing and chatting in the car while he sat in the back, breathing in the secondhand smoke and listening to their boasts. However, there was some useful information: the perks of the business trip: no need to worry about food and lodging; the factory would reimburse them, and the food was guaranteed to be excellent.

The distance to Hongshan Commune was neither far nor near. After more than four hours of "wandering" along the way, Wang Yiming was almost broken apart. After getting off the car, he reassembled himself.

It cannot be said that the driver, Master Liu, had bad driving skills. After all, the road was full of bumps and potholes. It was very good that he could reach the destination smoothly without any accidents.

Around 2 p.m., the three of them finally arrived at the Hongshan Commune Guesthouse. With the letter of introduction, Li Kechang took the two of them to book a room. Having money means being willful, so they each had a room. After putting down their "luggage", the three of them went to the commune canteen, but there was nothing to eat at this time, and they didn't want to just have a bite, so they changed their route - to the state-owned restaurant. They hadn't eaten lunch yet, and the three of them were starving.

When we arrived at the state-owned restaurant, each person was given a plate of dumplings and two additional dishes, and the food was ordered using national food coupons.

After eating and drinking, Master Liu returned to the guesthouse to rest. Li Kechang took Wang Yiming to the commune to find the person in charge of this docking - Zhang Peng, the deputy director of the commune.

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[Office of the Vice President of Hongshan Commune]

The two leaders couldn't let go of each other's hands once they shook hands.

"Brother Peng, long time no see."

"Long time no see, maybe two years."

"Come on, the last time we met was at your wedding. How's it going? Did you get to hold your eldest son?"

"Haha, I'm holding her, she's so white and fat, she's pregnant with her second child."

"Wow, that's awesome! I just got a can of milk powder a while ago. You can take it back for the child."

Vice President Zhang Peng and Section Chief Li Kechang were chatting with each other.

"This is not good."

"You're being so polite! It's given to the child, and you're refusing it."

"Okay, thank you, brother. But public is public, and private is private. We can't confuse them."

"Hey, that's not right. This is all for the public good. How can there be any selfish motives?"

"Haha, no."

Then, Zhang Peng took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Wang Yiming. Wang Yiming wanted to say that he didn't smoke, but...

"Oh, sorry to bother you, I don't have enough cigarettes. I'm too busy to buy more."

Li Kechang smiled and continued, "That can only be said that Brother Peng is too serious about his work. I can't put in enough effort at work, but this cigarette is still okay. You can smoke this."

As he spoke, Li Kechang took out a large front door cigarette from his bag and handed it over.

"That's not right. Take it back now."

"Brother Peng, do you think this Daqianmen is not your thing?"

"How is this possible?"

"Then don't be polite, give me some face."

"Okay, then I'll be disrespectful."

After watching Zhang Peng put the cigarettes in the drawer, Li Kechang spoke.

"I heard that our commune is going to deal with the wild boars that came up the mountain?"

"That's what happened."

"No wonder, I was called in for a talk right after I got to work. They said the members had risked their lives going up the mountain, and they told me to rush to Hongshan Commune as soon as possible to convert the wild boars they had killed into welfare benefits for our members. We couldn't let their efforts go in vain. We had to be quick, effective, and timely to thank the members for their hard work."

"I have a heart, I have a heart."

"And at this price, don't worry, Brother Peng. We won't lower the price. There must be room for improvement. We'll charge 38 cents per pound."

Zhang Peng listened happily and the price he quoted to his superiors would definitely not exceed 33 cents per pound.

"This is all about helping each other. I want to thank the garment factory on behalf of all the members."

"You're welcome."

"Since Brother Li is so open, I will not hesitate. This time, just name the amount and I will try my best to leave it all to you."

"How can I put Brother Peng in a difficult position? You can do whatever you want. Just let me complete the task. I've already brought it here early in the morning. I really don't dare go back without completing the task."

Zhang Peng thought for a moment. "Two. There are also some from other factories. We'll divide them up according to the fixed quantity. I'll keep two for you first, so you can save face for me. In addition, I'll leave you two slaughtered ones. You can load them up and take them away. If there are any young wild boars, I'll keep two small ones for you."

Wang Yiming was complaining internally, "These two old hands have really learned a lot. Their chat style and communication skills are so inexperienced compared to him. He still has a lot to learn. Speaking of which, Zhang Peng is really greedy."

After the "friendly negotiation" between the two sides ended, Li Kechang took Wang Yiming away. On the way, he couldn't help but be curious and raised a question that he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Section Chief, the deputy director of Hongshan Commune looks quite old. Why is he getting married just now?"

"He just got married for the second time. His previous wife left him, and he remarried. I was curious when I attended the wedding, thinking he was marrying a second time, but it turned out to be a young girl, who was said to have just turned 18 and was also very pretty."

"That……."

"This wasn't a forced sale. The girl volunteered. They gave her 260 yuan as a betrothal gift, along with a sewing machine. I heard they even arranged two temporary jobs for her family."

Little girl - home,

"And what about herself?"

"..., I don't know, but he's doing pretty well now. His previous wife gave birth to two daughters, and the third one seemed to have died of complications before it was born. She gave birth to a son when he got married, and she's pregnant again now, isn't she?"

"How old is the vice president?"

"I think he's 52."

"Then he must be older than his father-in-law, right?"

It was rare for someone to gossip with Li Kechang, so he talked a lot.

"Of course not. He's a generation older now. But look at him. He's so busy after getting married. He's still as strong as ever, and he's had two children in three years."

"I admire you for being so strong despite your age."

Sure enough, no matter how old you are, it can’t stop your restless heart from wanting to be a father.

When will it stop? Hang it on the wall.

Next, they should simply wait for the pigs to come.

Xiao Ming has a question. Since it has been agreed upon, why can’t it be taken away now? Why have to wait until the day after tomorrow? By the way, where is the wild boar?

(Answer: In the deep mountains and forests.)