After returning home in the evening, Xiang Nan told him about his transfer to the Propaganda Department.

After hearing about it, Cheng Baoguo and Feng Aihong were very happy.

My son has a promising future. He was transferred to the Publicity Department, where he has a lot of leisure time, dignity, and a high salary. He has a lot of background and a good face, which is really good.

"Jianjun, work hard~" Cheng Baoguo encouraged with a smile, and passed his pen to his son, "Publish more good works, dad is proud of you~"

"Thank you, dad." Xiang Nan nodded.

"Our son is really outstanding." Feng Aihong also smiled, "It's not like the family across the street. They always brag about how their daughter graduated from high school and how it turned out, and now they've ruined the family. After more than half a year of idle work, they are not afraid of growing hair."

"Humph, you deserve it!" Cheng Baoguo also sneered, "Their family has always looked down on others, thinking that we are uneducated and small citizens, and they don't want to deal with us.

What's going on now? My son, a petty bourgeois, has written poems that have been published in People's Literature. His daughter, an intellectual, doesn't even have a job."

Xiang Nan smiled, knowing who Cheng Jianjun inherited his petty attitude from.

…

Suddenly, Xiang Nan officially reported to the Publicity Department.

The Publicity Department of Yili Food Factory is not large. Counting Xiang Nan, there are only seven people. They are divided into one section chief, two deputy section chiefs, and four clerks.

I am not busy with my usual work, which is writing blackboard newspapers, brushing slogans, helping leaders write reports, etc. The rest of the time is basically idle, as the saying goes, a cup of tea, a cigarette, and reading a newspaper for a long time.

Precisely because the work is easy and the income is high, one has to have considerable connections to get in. If Xiang Nan had not published his works in "People's Literature" and gained a certain degree of influence, he would never have had the chance to get this good job.

"Xiao Cheng, I've read all the poems you wrote. It's amazing. You are really talented." Jia Weiguo, the head of the Publicity Section, said with a smile, "From now on, our Propaganda Section will all rely on you."

"I don't dare, Section Chief. You should lead the Propaganda Section. I am the screw of the revolution. I will nail it wherever you ask me to." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Young people are very motivated." Jia Weiguo nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, the factory director will give a speech on production safety the day after tomorrow. This is relevant information. You can take it and write it down."

Xiang Nan nodded, "Yes, section chief."

…

The other staff couldn't help but snicker when they saw that Xiang Nan had received such a big errand on his first day of reporting.

"Hey, Chief Jia is trying to trick people again~"

"Deputy Section Chief Feng has always written the factory director's speeches. Now it is handed over to a new person. It is obvious that he is going to give him a blow."

"An old dog can't come up with new tricks. When I first came to report, I was also asked to write a speech. I couldn't write it, but I got scolded by him. I can't hide from the new guy."

They whispered, originally in a low voice, but Xiang Nan's sharp ears still allowed him to hear every word.

After listening, he smiled slightly. He knew earlier that Section Chief Jia asked him to write a speech for an impure purpose. Sure enough, it was just to trick him.

However, who is he, how can he be deceived so easily.

Returning to his desk, Xiang Nan first looked through the information and then checked the manuscripts of previous speeches. After he knew what he was doing, he started writing.

There are fixed routines for writing such manuscripts, commonly known as "Party stereotypes". Xiang Nan inherited Ji Xiaolan's talent and learning, and was naturally no stranger to stereotyped articles, and quickly summed up the corresponding rules.

He relied on his horse to write a thousand words, and soon wrote a eloquent and positive speech. Later, he copied it again and deliberately made a few mistakes.

In the afternoon, it was handed over to Jia Weiguo.

"Section Chief, do you think my speech is okay?" Xiang Nan asked humbly.

Jia Weiguo took it over and looked at it. He saw that the speech was really well written, which made him frown.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

A literati's mind is as big as the tip of his pen. No matter how good other people's articles are, they should try their best to find mistakes.

Jia Weiguo was also considered an intellectual at that time. He wrote articles and poems, but they were never included in newspapers or magazines.

Nowadays, Xiang Nan, a junior, has written poems that are published in the magazine "People's Literature", which makes him inevitably envious and jealous.

That's why he asked Xiang Nan to come to the Publicity Department and take charge of the factory director's speech, just to show off.

After all, as a newcomer who has never written about Party stereotypes, how can he write well? When the time comes, he can take the opportunity to hammer it out and establish his prestige.

But I didn't expect that Xiang Nan's talent was so outstanding. He was able to write such a good speech for the first time. It was like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead.

Thinking of this, Jia Weiguo became even more angry.

However, in a blink of an eye, he noticed a few typos in Xiang Nan's writing.

He immediately found it and reprimanded Xiang Nan, "How can the word "hong" for "promote" be the red letter? It should be the word "hong". How did the word "lax" become the word "xie" for thank you? It should be written like this

Right...Young man, there are so many wrong words in one article, how can you do it without strengthening your study?"

"Yes, section chief, your lesson is right." Xiang Nan nodded, "I just graduated from junior high school. Although I am a bit crooked, my foundation is far from solid. I will have to learn more from you in the future. I hope the section chief will not hesitate to teach me!"

Seeing Xiang Nan say this, Jia Weiguo felt much relieved.

"Okay, if you can have this clear understanding, it means you are still a talented person." Jia Weiguo nodded and said, "Let's work hard in the future."

"Yes, section chief." Xiang Nan nodded.

…

Next day, Xiang Nan secretly gave him two boxes of jasmine tea worth one yuan each and a carton of Daqianmen cigarettes based on what he learned about Jia Weiguo's preferences.

"Section Chief, fortunately you pointed out my mistake yesterday. I'm really grateful. Please accept this small gift." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

After Jia Weiguo resisted several times, he finally accepted it.

"Xiao Cheng, you, a little comrade, can still be cultivated." He nodded and said.

"Yes, please worry more about it in the future." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

Sure enough, after giving the gifts, Xiang Nan had established a firm foothold in the Publicity Department.

Xiang Nan's life will be easier if Jia Weiguo no longer deliberately puts on small shoes for him.

However, he did not spend half a day reading a cup of tea, a cigarette, and a newspaper like other staff members.

On the contrary, he was very busy.

He is writing summaries, reports, and promotional drafts, showing off his enthusiasm for work.

In addition, he also paid attention to discovering news in the factory and wrote several articles about good people and good deeds.

For example, Director Zheng was seriously injured and could not leave the firing line, and had a fever of 39 degrees, but he still insisted on working on the front line of production; for example, Logistics Section Chief Xu Yunfei, who has been serving her mother-in-law who was paralyzed in bed for more than ten years; for example, Finance Section Chief Zhao Yunyong took the initiative to

Return the extra twelve yuan subsidy to the factory without taking a penny from the public...

These articles were submitted to Yanjing Daily, Workers' Daily and other newspapers and periodicals. After being published, Yili Food Factory gained a lot of attention, and the factory leaders also received praise from superiors.
Chapter completed!