Xu Zishan thought about the idea of flattering him for 100+ times again, which gave him a headache.
One week has passed and two days have passed, and I still have no clue.
Han Xinghui said that if you write a letter of praise and list the names of the people, you can have 100+.
But that only reduces the workload of Xu Zishan's flattery, and cannot kill two birds with one stone. In addition to flattering and doing tasks, she still wants to do something real.
After thinking about it for a long time, she decided not to write a letter of praise, but to write an essay - "Yancang Town·Image"!
For her, this kind of prose was a trivial matter. The only thing she needed to do was to check the data with the town government, and to say hello to Han Wei and Han Xinghui. If there were no issues of principle, she would submit it.
She got up, bent over her desk, and spent two hours conceiving, writing, revising, and transcribing.
Early the next morning, Han Xinghui cooked porridge early and brought it to Xu Zishan. Xu Zishan asked him to take the "Yancang Town·Image" he wrote to Han Wei to see if there were any issues of principle. If not, she wanted to
Submit articles to Baodu Daily.
Han Xinghui looked at the article she had written. It was not too long, only 800 words.
Xu Zishan said: "You cannot submit articles to newspapers and periodicals with too many words. The length is limited. Generally, 100-800 words is most suitable."
"You are quite expert." Han Xinghui admired him from the bottom of his heart. He was actually good at studying, but he just deliberately failed Han Chongjin in the test.
Xu Zishan's articles are beautiful at first glance.
"Nowadays, when submitting articles to newspapers, you must show your employer's name. What do you think is better? I don't want to use my real name."
Articles published in newspapers now require that the author’s employer is authentic and valid.
"It is impossible to make a plum out of wood, and it is difficult to make a peach out of a tall tree. Where does the fir come from? The wind brings the fragrance of the wood to the ground. The beautiful clothes come to the city, and the gongs beat the waves on the ground. The peach and plum fruits are cut into beauties. - Your pen name is Muxiang.
alright."
With the pen name Muxiang, Xu Zishan's heart beat like a drum when he heard what he said.
This poem contains her name and is beautiful.
Who dares to say that he is just a rude fisherman!
Her watery eyes were full of likes. Muxiang, she liked this name very much!
Grandma Han's family used to be a big landowner. Many people in her family should have read books. Han Ji should know the meaning of woody fragrance.
Xu Zishan suddenly asked: "Do you know the language of flowers?"
Han Xinghui: "Huh? Tell me, what is the flower language of the woody flower?"
Xu Zishan knew instantly that he understood the language of flowers.
"Decades ago, the language of flowers was popular in the French royal family!" Han Xinghui's narrow black eyes were filled with a smile, and there was a hint of mischief on the corner of his mouth. "The flower language of the woody flower is that it represents heroism, family affection and love. The woody flower
To give it to the woman you like is to tell her - I am willing to be your prisoner!"
Xu Zishan's face instantly turned red, this person!
Is this a confession?
He turned his eyes away and said insincerely: "Is it appropriate to call her Muxiang?"
"Whether it's suitable or not, you have no idea?" Han Xinghui saw that she was not embarrassed, and felt very beautiful. He patted her head and said, "My name is Muxiang. It's the pen name I gave you, Muxiang. Just write it in the workplace."
Yancang Town fishing team, save yourself from being harassed by others."
Xu Zishan's article will definitely be published, and there may be some literary friends, pen pals, etc. who will write to her.
She originally liked intellectuals...
Han Xinghui took the manuscript to Han Wei.
Han Wei saw this article and praised Yancang Town as a flower.
During the typhoon, the town government set up a small house to fight the typhoon for everyone, the attacking fishing team, the classmates in the storm, and the town government opened up new paths for the people, opened a large-scale breeding farm, and resettled the families of fishermen who died at sea.
Put it into practice... blah blah blah!
The case was amazing.
This is flattering Yancang Town, and it is also a great gift to Yancang Town!
"See if there are any issues of principle. If there are no issues, vote it out." Han Xinghui asked Han Wei to check.
Han Wei called Wang Xiaowan to take a look again.
Wang Xiaowan asked: "Who wrote this?"
Han Xinghui: "I wrote it."
Wang Xiaowan glanced at him in disbelief. The latter's expression did not change. Wang Xiaowan gave him a thumbs up and said, "I admire him."
After the article was sent, Han said he was happier than anyone else, and he kept mumbling for two days.
He said to Wang Xiaowan: "Since Comrade Xiao Xu came, good things have continued in our town. Just look at it. After the article "Yancang Town·Image" was published, the superiors will definitely tilt their policies towards our town. The work in Yancang Town will definitely improve.
Go to the next level."
Just as he was talking happily, a Volga car drove into the compound. Han Wei took a look and asked, isn't this deputy director Zhang Zongze? Why did he come to us?
"Hello Comrade Zhang, you are a rare guest, please come in!" Han Wei's thin face was filled with a humble smile for a second.
"Mr. Han, you are having a good life. You have completed your fishery tasks well, and you have established a breeding farm. Our district leaders have mentioned Yancang Town many times!" Zhang Zongze said with a smile on his face.
Han Wei remained humble for a while and asked with a smile: "What instructions does Comrade Zhang have for coming this time?"
Zhang Zongze was holding tea, looking very decent, and said: "It's not a big deal, I just heard that the work of the big landlords here needs to be strengthened, and we can't let them climb on the heads of the people."
Han Wei was shocked: "How could such a thing happen? Who is this that is having trouble with Han Wei in front of the leader?"
"I heard that the secretary of your breeding farm is called Han Ji? He firmly followed the landlord's lady, right? How can such a person be the secretary of a town enterprise? There are so many progressive people in our town, no one is more suitable than him, right?
"
Zhang Zongze's big hat was pressed down.
Han Wei was so angry that he covered his heart and said: "Comrade Zhang, Han Ji is the leader of the sixth group of the fishing team. In the past ten years, he has been engaged in production through life and death. He has done countless good things and helped so many families in need. He is now 26 years old.
He is still a bachelor...the breeding farm is also his hard work, so we have no reason not to give him a chance."
"Children of landlords should behave with their tail between their legs. Didn't a great scientist like Han Chongjin understand the situation and draw a clear line with Zhou Xixue? Han Ji was stubborn and insisted on being on the same front as the landlord lady. How could such a person be given the responsibility for him?
Important position?"
Mrs. Han's name is Zhou Xixue. Zhang Zongze said: "Tsk, tsk, listen, Zhou Xixue sucks blood. She wants to suck the blood of the people?"
Han Wei cursed in his heart, "X your ancestors, all your books have gone into the dog's belly!"
He was angry, but his years in the officialdom were not in vain. He took a step back and said: "Comrade Zhang, I really need to think about it. Then let him be the director of the factory and ask the secretary to supervise him. Do you think it is okay?"
Zhang Zongze patted the table, pointed at Han Wei and said, "Mayor Han, what are you trying to do with a civet cat in exchange for a prince? Is your thinking also declining?"
Han Wei swallowed a mouthful of old blood, his eyes froze for a moment, and he forced out a smile and said: "Okay, okay, let's have a meeting to study it later, okay?"
"Also, does your town center primary school have a substitute teacher named Xu? I heard that this teacher had trouble with many men. What's the matter with you? The teaching team has been cleaned up for so many years, and you still let this kind of person
Be a teacher?”
Han Wei looked straight at Zhang Zongze. He had lived for more than forty years and had been the mayor of the town for more than ten years. This was the first time that a leader pointed his nose at him and scolded him, and it was the two people who were the most important to him.
"Comrade Zhang, I don't know where you heard such ridiculous rumors. Teacher Xu has both political integrity and talent, but he is slandered like this! We can study the employment of the breeding farm, but I, Han Wei, will not agree to slandering Teacher Xu."
He smoothed his gray hair and said forcefully: "If you think my thinking is not strong enough, feel free to take me down."