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Chapter Thirty-One Inexplicable Application

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Zhiqiang, Zhou's father, left Guangzi Film under the reluctant gaze of Zhou's mother Li Suhua, left Jichun, and rushed to his workplace in Chongqing again.

Worried that Zhou Cong and Zhou Ming would cry because they were reluctant to separate after seeing their grandfather leaving, Zhou Bingkun asked Zheng Juan to take the child to their uncle Guangming.

"Bingkun, dad is very happy to see you so sensible!" Looking at his son Zhou Bingkun in front of him, Zhou Zhiqiang, Zhou's father, said happily.

"Haha, Dad, please don't praise me! I will lose myself!"

"Oh, you little bear!

You studied in normal school, do you really want to be a teacher after graduation?" Seeing his son Zhou Bingkun's playful smile, Zhou Zhiqiang, Zhou's father, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

“I haven’t thought about what I will do after graduation!

In fact, being a teacher is not bad, it is stable, not hard work, and you have dignity!" Zhou Bingkun explained with a smile.

"Well! You can make your own decisions about work!

I think you are very kind to your brother-in-law Guangming!"

"Well! I am very attached to Guangming!

Dad, it sounds strange!

A lot of people call me "Brother Bingkun" in Guangming films, but only when Guangming calls me "Brother Bingkun" can I feel the true love!"

"Hmm! I didn't expect you to be so awake!

You see through everything!" Zhou's father, Zhou Zhiqiang, looked at his son Zhou Bingkun in front of him and suddenly said with emotion.

“Dad, why don’t you just retreat and go back to the Northeast!

There is no need to earn a few more dollars in pension and just suffer in Chongqing!" Zhou Bingkun suddenly suggested.

"Bingkun, I'm used to that kind of working environment!

Once you are free, you will feel uncomfortable all over, as if you are a useless person!"

“Dad, the market will get better and better in the future!

Why don't you go back to Northeast China and we can form a construction team?

With your craftsmanship, dad, our family’s life will get better and better from now on!"

"This...can't be done! Is the policy allowed?" Zhou's father, Zhou Zhiqiang, stopped in his tracks and looked seriously at his son Zhou Bingkun in front of him.

"Dad, don't worry!

My judgment is always very accurate!

Otherwise, my sister-in-law Hao Dongmei’s father wouldn’t have those conversations with me!

I will pay attention to the policy in Jichun first. As soon as there is good news, I will inform you by telegram, and then you will resign!

However, Dad, you'd better resign when you go back this time. After all, you are the technical backbone of the unit!

Also give your unit a buffer time!"

"But...but if I resign and Jichun's policy doesn't allow it, then..." Zhou's father, Zhou Zhiqiang, still hesitated.

"Dad, how could this happen?

If nothing else, in a place as big as our Guangzhou District, more and more houses will be built in the future!

How come the policy doesn’t allow it!

They are all looking for a nationally renowned construction team, and they don’t care about such a trivial matter!”

"Dad, no matter how well you do in Chongqing, you can't stay with your family!

You see, my mother’s reluctance to leave her every time she leaves during the New Year makes me feel uncomfortable!”

How could Zhou Zhiqiang, Zhou's father, not know what his son Zhou Bingkun said? He was still very moved by Zhou Bingkun's proposal, but he couldn't accept the old idea of ​​"wealth is king".

Seeing his father Zhou Zhiqiang's struggle, Zhou Bingkun didn't say anything else, but sighed in his heart.

...

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month in 1980, school officially opened. Zhou Bingkun thought about this year's plan, which was actually quite important for his future.

Zhou Bingkun's life has returned to normal. He goes to school every day and then goes home to spend time with his family.

However, with the spread of "the rise of great powers", Zhou Bingkun has also become a "celebrity" in Northeast Normal University. Many students are looking at Zhou Bingkun inquiringly.

"Zhou Bingkun, wait a moment!"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Bingkun stopped his bicycle, turned around and saw that it was his history professor. Zhou Bingkun quickly got off his bicycle and stood there respectfully, "Professor, do you have a problem with me?"

"Zhou Bingkun, why don't you still live in the dormitory?"

"Professor should know that my home is in Jichun, so I don't need to live in a dormitory!

Our school has more and more teachers and students, so let’s leave the accommodation opportunities to other students from other places!”

"Haha, Zhou Bingkun, you are quite enlightened!

I saw the article you wrote on "The Rise of Great Powers" in the National Daily!

Very well written!”

"Thank you teacher for the compliment! I will continue to work hard!"

"good very good!

However, next time you have new works, show them to me first!

To avoid unnecessary mistakes!”

"Okay! Professor, I will!"

"Also, aren't we going to select the top ten outstanding young people in Northeast China recently?

The school is preparing to nominate a candidate to the superiors, and you are one of our school’s candidates!

So, you have to work hard and try to write another good article!

By then, this spot will almost be yours!"

"This...I will work hard!

It’s just that it’s not easy to write good articles, so I’ll try my best!

But thank you professor for caring about your students!"

"Then go back!"

"Professor, goodbye!"

In fact, Zhou Bingkun didn't care too much about the selection of the top ten outstanding young people mentioned by the professor. He didn't need to be in politics. It didn't matter whether he had this title or not.

His "Rise of a Great Power" was so successful. If he still couldn't qualify for this selection, it would be useless for Zhou Bingkun to write ten more articles.

...

Hao's father's office.

Secretary Xiao Huang walked in with a letter, "Boss, there is a strange letter here!"

"Oh? Whose report letter is it again?"

"Leadership, not a report letter!

It's an application form from a student at Northeast Normal University!" Secretary Xiao Huang explained.

"Oh? Application form? What are you applying for?" Father Hao took the letter in surprise and opened it to read.

“Apply for a food self-employment license!

We in the Northeast have never had this kind of certificate?" Secretary Xiao Huang explained in detail.

“At first, we didn’t pay much attention, but this letter is already the fourth one we have received!

This applicant will send an identical application letter to our provincial government on time every week!"

“Later I learned that it’s not just our provincial government!

The Jichun Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, as well as the Jiangliao Provincial Party Committee will receive this application letter at the same time!"

While listening to Secretary Xiao Huang's introduction, Hao's father opened the strange application form. When he saw the familiar signature, Hao's father was really surprised.

"Xiao Huang, today's regular meeting!

Put this application letter on the temporary agenda!"

"Yes! Leader!"

Regular provincial government work meeting.

When the leaders saw the application form handed over by Secretary Xiao Huang, those who knew the situation shook their heads helplessly.

The ensuing discussions were almost unanimous in rejecting the other party's application.

Seeing this situation, Hao's father said without surprise, "I recently heard the news that Wenzhou in the south of Jiangsu and Zhejiang has established an industrial and commercial administration office.

At the same time, some people are applying for this kind of self-employment license!

This shows that the South has already begun to take action!"

“This classmate Zhou Bingkun only applied for a food license!

We can definitely treat this first license as an experiment!

If successful, we will proceed with approving new self-employment licenses!

If it fails, we can cancel the license!"

"So, I think we can completely agree to Zhou Bingkun's application!"

After hearing Father Hao's final words, all the leaders below bowed their heads and started discussing with each other. Soon this inexplicable application was unanimously approved.

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