In the spring of 1972, on a train heading to the Great Northern Wilderness for re-education, Chu Miaohong quietly tossed an old envelope into the wind. Far away in the year 2024, Zhang Hongcheng co...
He withdrew his gaze from the desolate wilderness outside the window, and the shy look of Chu Miaohong in his mind slowly faded away.
Last time, I helped her deal with those guys in Chunyang Village in advance, and I received Chu Miaohong's warm gratitude.
If Minister Li’s secondment documents had not arrived very quickly.
Maybe I have already struck while the iron is hot... and peeled off the lamb's last layer of defense...
In fact, we can’t blame Minister Li for being too anxious.
The payment plan for that amount has been changed again and again and has been delayed for three years.
Now that the Wei family has made the arrangements, he naturally hopes that Zhang Hongcheng will go over quickly to complete the formalities so that the money can be transferred back.
Zhang Hongcheng scolded Minister Li again in his heart.
Even if I could stay for two more days...
The water was about to boil, but the old man pulled out the firewood.
So annoying!
Zhang Hongcheng had been sleeping on the train for two days and felt sore all over.
As he stood up and stretched his arms and legs in the corridor, he looked at his watch.
Well, it’s still about four or five hours to the final destination, L State, Gan Province.
What was the total amount of that sum?
Zhang Hongcheng sorted out his thoughts.
Twenty thousand eight hundred and twenty-seven dollars and forty-four cents.
Sister Zuo said that when we get to the place, we should go to see Director Liao of the Logistics Department of the L State Construction Corps.
The road has been paved, you just need to follow the steps.
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"What did you say?"
Zhang Hongcheng looked at the security guard of the logistics department with shock.
"Minister Liao, Minister Liao had a stroke?!!!"