During the 1999 Lunar New Year, Mu Jun celebrated the New Year for the first time, and was alone. Director Hu’s powerful Spring Festival duty arrangements broke the possibility that Mu Jun would go home for the New Year far away from his hometown.

In the first, third, and sixth grade, anyone knows the unreasonable act of deliberately making things difficult for him. Unfortunately, the senior official level is a senior, and the woman's revenge will infinitely magnify the incident of needle-eye, which will magnify the life and death hatred she thinks.

No one would stand up and offend Mu Jun to offend the "major housekeeper" in the township government. Even Zhang Dahai did not come forward, but watched it leisurely. When he saw Mu Jun, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "There will be someone who will pay for today's ridiculous actions."

That look made Mu Jun feel strange. What did Zhang Dahai mean? Did he know what happened in Yunji City? How could it be possible that, besides the parties involved, there were not many people who knew that more than 200,000 yuan spent that night. And there was a deeper understanding that the bar was from a young master from a capital city and Liu Hailong, the eldest son of Liu Hailong. If Liu Guang knew, would he dare to do this? If it weren't for this, what was the reason? Zhang Dahai's smile, with some meaning, would he point to it?

For a moment, Mu Jun couldn't guess it thoroughly, but he could feel that Zhang Dahai had no malicious intentions, mixed with contempt and ridicule for Hu Jiumei, as if she had felt so wronged Mu Jun, and she would regret it soon.

Even without Zhang Dahai's hint, Mu Jun did not feel that he would have much gains with a villain who had never really taken seriously. He had great ambitions and believed that reading thousands of books was not as good as traveling thousands of miles. During the Spring Festival, it was not a chance to relax. The most important thing was that he was not interested in making big moves. Let's see how they struggled. What could be solved within normal channels, and ignored it for the time being and settled slowly in the future.

He calmly responded to the duty time. On the second day of the lunar month, he rode a motorcycle and drove around Dianyu County under the warm winter sun. On the fourth day of the lunar month, he took a bus to Ningfeng City, looked at this unknown city in Duanyun Province, and visited Yunji City. After carefully looking at Ningfeng City, he saw the difference between urban and rural areas.

During the three-day duty period, he would take out some information from the village from the archives room to read. Since he arrived in Dakou Township, he would not go through the formalities, not to be qualified or to be gilded, not to be able to do practical things, nor to be able to benefit the people. What else is left in this career besides utilitarianism?

Yunji City, Ningfeng City, and Dianyu County are like products from the three eras, modern cities, second-tier cities in the 1990s, and underdeveloped border towns.

Standing at Ningfeng Passenger Station, feeling the hot air and looking at the crowded crowd, Mu Jun asked a sentence that he didn't know when he was qualified to ask himself: "What would happen if I had to control the fate of this city? Will I change it? Will the residents here feel the changing changes with each passing day?"

He knew that this was not impossible.

Because on New Year's Eve, he had a conversation with his father, which would change the dialogue of history and the dialogue of the fate of some people.

"Dad, I've caused trouble for you and my mom." Mu Jun was not guilty when he called this phone, but just a little bit of emotion. He really felt that his parents could give without any reason, and he just wanted to hear their voices.

"You boy, are you enlightened or not?" The conversation between father and son has been a dialogue mode between friends for a long time. When did it go? Perhaps it was the first time that my son sat in front of the TV with his father and watched a military column in the news, the young son told his father in a slightly immature language that the war in the future will not be a large-scale ground force war, but the extremely cool special forces war and the computer-controlled war that gradually began to cause the teenagers to be crazy about, which is the so-called information war. Perhaps it was at that time that the father and son would always inadvertently say a few words that you could not refuse to study in depth. Just like last year, it was like some changes in the Mesopotamia Basin. After more than ten days of consideration, the father chose to believe that he had prevented problems before they happened, the troops trained, and the flood training...

Listening to his father's joke, Mu Jun also smiled: "I want to know how cool my mother was at that time, really."

"Haha, it's cool, it's really cool, OK, I have guests here, you and..." Before Mu Jingkai finished speaking, Mu Qing's voice had already come from the microphone: "Brother, you are so cool, I love you so much. I always thought you were just a quick wood. I didn't expect you to be so cool, you're pretty, real man..."

Mu Qing was croaking and croaking, and the young and fashionable girls' preference for this kind of thing is even surpassing the influence of Hong Kong and Taiwan singers. When she heard that one of the young men's role models suddenly made such a big turn, her excitement was beyond the parties involved.

It took more than twenty minutes for the brother and sister to finish their nonsense conversation. Xi Jingwei took the phone from her daughter. Her mother's nagging is always Mu Jun's most beautiful words. Xi Jingwei, who can effectively control the bottom line of nagging, has made Mu Jun not disgusted with her advice since she was a child. Now, it is still the same.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I've made you embarrassed."

"You are my son, what are you afraid of? No one can bully you."

"Who is here for the New Year?" Mu Jun just asked casually. Those who visited on New Year's Eve are indeed worth asking as a strange thing.

"Oh, your uncle Xue was sent to the Yugoslav Embassy to be a military officer in the martial arts hall..."

boom!

What my mother said next, Mu Jun didn't listen to a word, and he thought about something. The opportunity came. This year's dream might change the disaster that happened in reality. Coincidences in the world will always come inadvertently. The great hand of fate seemed to be trying to use Mu Jun to change something.

Even if the bombing will arrive on time, what about people? Maybe they can save people.

Mu Jun then thought about Uncle Xue's introduction and asked his mother to turn on hands-free. He started chatting with Xue Kaiqiang, his father's old subordinate, who always led Mu Jun to make trouble when he was a child.

"Uncle Xue, we should be tough, and our attitude in the international field should be tough..."

"Dad, I just think you should write an article. Some time ago, I read a newspaper and said that our embassy and consulate were not tough enough when dealing with some disputes. I also found a problem: In some uneven areas, have we relaxed our safety vigilance, Uncle Xue, what do you think?"

"I'm just a family talk, just talk about it..."

During the chat, Mu Jun deliberately brought the topic to the matter where Xue Kaiqiang was about to take office. In a relatively relaxed tone, he talked about the thing he had thought about for a long time. He had made up his mind to keep "harassing" Xue Kaiqiang in the next two months to achieve his goal. Even if it was just a little change after paying attention, it would not be a "great" dream.

Xue Kaiqiang didn't think anything was going on, he just chatted. Mu Jingkai pondered for a while and thought about it. His son knew that he would not do anything aimlessly. It was particularly obvious in recent years. There were always one or two times when what he said was a bit boundless, but it would work in the end. In the 1996 military exercises, the death of the southern tour in 1997, and the flood disaster in 1998. What did his son want to say this time?

With Xue Kaiqiang here, I didn't talk much, but the seeds had been planted. Mu Jun would continue to water and fertilize until one day he had expected. After thinking about it for more than a month, he became famous. Mu Jun was in a good mood and became confident in his work after the New Year.

After the New Year, some people are happy and some are sad.

Liu Guang had no time to verify whether the figure he saw in Yunji City was Mu Jun, and Hu Jiumei didn't have time to continue to take revenge on the shame after taking the initiative. Liu Ziqi had even more time to continue to mock the man who took away his first title in Dakou Township. Xiao Hou had not had time to find out whether he should continue to fall in love with him. A secondment order from the county party committee reached the Dakou Township Party Committee and arrived at the desk of Liu Guang, the township party committee secretary.

The secondment order is strange. Does the secondment order need to be a seconded by the party and government organs at the next level? If you appreciate it or have a way, just transfer it directly. If you don’t value it, why do you need to second it?

The content of the secondment order made Liu Guang even more confused about what kind of emotions to express, whether it was anger, or to reflect on it?
Chapter completed!