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On April 14th, this was Zhu Yan's day to study in Lingxi. It was earlier than usual. Lao Liu went to Shazhou College to pick up Hou Weidong, and then drove to the unchanging gray door hole.

While waiting for the bus, Lao Liu suddenly said, "Director Hou, Secretary Zhu values ​​you very much." This time Zhu Yan went to Lingxi to study, and did not let the office follow him, but directly asked Hou Weidong to follow him. Lao Liu followed Zhu Yan for several years, so naturally he could see the relationship between Zhu Yan and Hou Weidong.

Hou Weidong smiled but did not explain.

The two of them chatted together, staring at the thick gray doorpost. After a while, they heard footsteps coming upstairs, and Hou Weidong got out of the car and waited at the door.

President Jiang rarely wore casual clothes and carried a wheel box, following Zhu Yan. In the past year, this was the first time that Hou Weidong saw President Jiang send Zhu Yan downstairs, called her, and took Zhu Yan's handbag. Seeing that President Jiang also went downstairs, Lao Liu quickly got out of the car, took the wheel box, and put it in the back box.

Zhu Yan stood at the door of the car and looked back before getting on the car.

President Jiang reached out to take care of the corner of his clothes and said, "When you arrived in Lingxi, call me." He said, "You were drunk last night, don't drink like this in the future. You are different from Xiaohou. He is so young, and you will wake up after a night of sleep. You will be uncomfortable for several days and your liver will be damaged."

Zhu Yan's hair was neatly combed, and there was no sign of alcohol. He said with a slight indifference: "The situation was different yesterday. All four teams came, so it was inevitable that they would get drunk. This year I studied at the Party School and drank less alcohol."

President Jiang said: "You gather together and drink more."

Audi cars were driving smoothly on Yiyang Street, and the familiar street scene came over and was left behind the car. Zhu Yan was also a young man in the 1980s. This scene made him think of a poem he read a long time ago: "I have been in this city for many years, but now I realize that I am so strange."

The car left the city. The green all over the mountain made people feel refreshed. Zhu Yan's little sadness was like a small spark in the rainstorm, and it was extinguished in a flash.

"Hou Weidong, how is the pharmaceutical factory project progressing?"

"There is not much progress. I am still soaking mushrooms with Gao Wang. Zhang Xiangyu took a few people to Guangdong for inspection. It was impolite to come and go to their factory. Maybe you may find it unexpectedly."

Zhu Yan was very satisfied with Hou Weidong's aura and said: "Yi Yang is a relatively closed area and is not well-known in China. It is not easy to attract investment. You have to take the initiative to make friends with entrepreneurs. Entrepreneurs are all in touch. If you catch one person, you will keep a bunch of them."

"This is purely an experience from listening to the introduction of coastal areas. I have not seen success stories in person. The new management club is an excellent test field." He paused, as if he had thought of something. After a while, he said: "You just do things and do less in other things. I hope you can bear fruit in a year."

Hou Weidong said: "When I left the county party committee office, you gave me twelve words. Be honest and work hard. This is my working principle in the new management committee."

When Zhu Yan went to Shazhou to meet the city party leader, Hou Weidong was always by his side. Although he didn't know the most critical content of the conversation, he thought about it for a long time and decided that Zhu Yan should get some kind of promise. This idea was buried in his heart and never revealed it to others.

"Xiao Hou has this kind of understanding at a young age. This is not as ordinary as you."

Pingfan was Zhu Yan's former secretary. Later, he passed the postgraduate entrance examination at Peking University and was very famous in the Yiyang County Party Committee. However, this was the first time Zhu Yan mentioned him in front of Hou Weidong.

Hou Weidong has read many materials written by Pingfan. Not to mention the content, the beautiful pen handwriting made him sigh, so he said modestly: "Pingfan is a graduate student at Peking University, and I am far from being apart."

"Don't be too modest. Compared with you, ordinary people are better than you, but not as skilled as you. I am very satisfied with both of you young people. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find such a suitable person in the future."

After arriving in Shazhou, Zhu Yan was not in a hurry to register. Lao Liu drove the car directly into the deaf and mute school. When the principal was not there, the teacher just said hello and did not come over to talk.

Zhu Yan went straight to the studio, but did not see his daughter Zhu Mei. An older deaf and mute man knew Zhu Yan and called him a series of dazzling sign languages. Zhu Yan replied with a few sign languages, and the deaf and mute man smiled and nodded constantly.

"Let's go, Zhu Mei is in the dormitory."

Zhu Mei was obviously taken care of at the school of deaf and muteness. Her dormitory is located in the teacher's building. Although the room is small, it has basic facilities such as bathrooms. When Zhu Yan entered the door, she was busy in front of the computer. Although Hou Weidong had a computer at home, he didn't have much time, just to read the news, collect emails, or go to the chat room to talk nonsense. At this time, he was standing behind Zhu Mei and didn't understand what she was doing.

Zhu Yan gently patted his daughter's shoulder. Zhu Mei was startled. When she turned around, she stood up happily and gestured with her hands. Then she picked up the mouse and clicked for a while. A page came out, which was an animation.

On the picturesque grass, a little girl was carrying a basket and sang while running: "Dad, I am your daughter Meimei. Although I can't hear you call me by my name, I can't speak, but I am your good daughter. I love you, my dear father."

The sound was played from the built-in speaker of the computer. Although it was a bit childish and the melody was not beautiful, Zhu Yandi was as if he was struck by lightning. Zheng Zhengdi looked at the animation screen. After playing it once, Zhu Mei played it again, and the fifth time it was not until Zhu Yan stopped the screen.

Zhu Mei quickly typed a string of words on the computer and said, "Dad, this is the song composed by the teacher for me. Is it good?" He also wrote, "Dad has an email address? Can I write to you every day now?"

Her smile is like flowers on the grassland, pure and sweet.

Hou Weidong was very pleased. He was impulsive when he bought a computer for Zhu Mei. He never expected that this computer would bring such a big change to Zhu Mei's life. He also had surprises and three points of pride.

After sitting at the Deaf and Mute School for more than an hour, Lao Liu slowly drove the car away from the campus with Zhu Meiyi's relentless and surprised eyes.

When the car walked away, Hou Weidong turned around accidentally, but saw Zhu Yan crying.

Zhu Yan has always been so confident, strong and wise in Hou Weidong's heart. Today, he suddenly lost his composure. Hou Weidong felt quite shocked. He quickly turned around and pretended to look at the scenery outside.

"Relaxed may not be a true hero, but it's not a place of sadness."

Zhu Yan, who was crying, was a particularly real man.

The car drove into the provincial party school. Hou Weidong was in a row and finished all the procedures in a short while. When he was completing the procedures, he met many young people, probably the staff brought by the leaders of the study class. They all looked smart and capable. When they met, they had to nod. When they met the wheels, everyone asked each other a few questions. Hou Weidong did not say that he was the deputy director of the new management committee, but only said that he was a secretary. When the others saw his age, they believed it.

In this period of the local and department-level reserve cadres training class, since there were only twenty students and they were all people with real power, the Party School equipped each student with a single room and distributed table lamps and other supplies, which was much better than the youth cadre class.

"Secretary Zhu, this is a meal ticket."

“Put it on the table.”

Zhu Yan didn't care about the meal tickets. He sat under the desk lamp and read the textbooks casually. He saw that there were many books on economics. He said, "If you look at the textbooks, you will know that our country is still centered on economic development. This move is good. It seems that the central government's determination has not changed. Comrade Deng grasped the fundamentals. Development is the hard truth. If it cannot be developed, everything else is false." After that, he said, "I gave you the new management committee platform. It is a donkey or a horse. You have to pull it out and know it."

Hou Weidong was thinking about another matter at this time, saying: "Secretary Zhu, the conditions of the Party School are OK, which is a bit worse than the hotel outside. My friend said that there is a four-star hotel nearby. Do you need to book a room for a long time?"

Zhu Yan shook his head and said, "Don't worry, you must be a student when you arrive at the Party School. I like this environment."

Since receiving the study notice, many people took the opportunity to show their goodwill to Zhu Yan, and several people have to book a private room for him in a five-star hotel, but he politely declined.

Hou Weidong took out another key and said, "Secretary Zhu, this is the car key and fuel bank that Secretary Ji asked me to bring. It is a black Nissan. After driving for a year, it is also a new car. The car is in good condition, so I parked downstairs." Ji Haiyang mentioned this to Zhu Yan. Zhu Yan considered that it was indeed inconvenient to not have a car, so he agreed.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, all the chores were done and the newly purchased laptop could also be accessed online. Hou Weidong applied for an email for Zhu Yan and sent a letter to Zhu Mei.

When they parted, Zhu Yan sent Hou Weidong to the door, his expression suddenly became gentle, he shook hands, and said, "Thank you, I haven't seen Zhu Mei so happy for many years."

"When I returned to Shazhou, I helped Zhu Mei go to the chat room, so that you and Zhu Mei can communicate in the chat room."

Zhu Yan sighed: "The Internet has really changed people's lives. I never thought I could chat with Meimei in this way."

He changed his subject and said, "Yang Senlin was promoted in an extraordinary way. There is a background behind him. You must understand in your heart and don't mix it up."
Chapter completed!