"Wow, this is incredible! Weimin has won an award."

Hey, I'll go with you. All the teachers at school are proctoring the exam, so no one can cover for him.

I'll go and cover for him for a bit, and tell him to hurry up and get to the farm headquarters.

Upon hearing this, Wang Junsheng was overjoyed and hurriedly left the office with Sheng Xiping, heading straight for Class 5-1.

At one end of Class 5-1, the Chinese exam was in progress. Chen Weimin strolled back and forth in the exam room, watching the children answer their questions.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard, and then Principal Wang and Sheng Xiping entered.

"Principal Wang, Brother Xiping, is there something you need?" Chen Weimin asked.

"Teacher Chen, Secretary Zheng wants to see you. I'll keep an eye on things here for you. Go check on things quickly," Principal Wang said to Chen Weimin with a smile.

Chen Weimin was taken aback, wondering why Secretary Zheng wanted to see him and why the principal had come looking for him.

"Oh, okay, I'll go take a look and be right back."

Chen Weimin nodded and followed Sheng Xiping out of the classroom, heading towards the farm headquarters. "Brother Xiping, do you know why Secretary Zheng wanted to see me?"

"I overheard that your poem won an award in the province."

The provincial department leaders called to inquire about this matter, probably to ask you to come over and find out more about your situation.

"It's alright, just say what you mean when the time comes, don't hold back." Sheng Xiping smiled and patted Chen Weimin on the shoulder.

After hearing what Sheng Xiping said, Chen Weimin felt a little more at ease.

The two arrived at the farm headquarters. Zheng Xianyong met Chen Weimin, first encouraging him happily, and then pulled Chen Weimin to the office.

"When the boss asks you something later, just say it directly: This is a great opportunity. If you do it well, you might become a permanent employee."

Zheng Xianyong gave Chen Weimin a few instructions, and then dialed the provincial government's number.

After the call was connected, the person in charge at the provincial department answered the phone. After Zheng Xianyong spoke with the other party for a few words, he handed the phone to Chen Weimin.

Chen Weimin was nervous, but he answered the questions honestly.

When asked which department Chen Weimin worked in, Chen Weimin said that he was a temporary worker, a substitute teacher at the school, and occasionally helped out at the labor union.

The person on the other end was stunned. So, after all that fuss, this talented man who won the award wasn't even a formal worker.

So they asked for more details, and Chen Weimin told them about how he had lost his leg and an arm when he was a child, which made him unable to find work.

"Comrade Chen Weimin, I have learned about your situation and will report it to the leadership immediately."

I hope you will continue your efforts and write more and better works to tell more people about the lives of us forestry workers.

"If Comrade Chen has any other requests, please feel free to make them," the other party said on the phone.

"Thank you for your concern, leaders. I am doing well now. Our leaders take good care of me, and I get along well with the students."

I will certainly live up to the leaders' expectations, focus on my writing, and write more stories about our forest area.

Chen Weimin did not make any demands, but expressed his gratitude for the leaders' concern and also expressed his willingness to continue his creative work.

The person on the other end of the phone was quite surprised; they thought Chen Weimin would take this opportunity to ask for a permanent position.

"Comrade Chen is a good comrade. Okay, then. I will try my best to report your situation to the higher-ups. You have brought honor to our forestry system this time and should be commended."

The other party was very satisfied with Chen Weimin's attitude, said a few more words to Chen Weimin, and then hung up the phone.

"Oh dear, why didn't you just say you wanted a permanent position? You've missed such a great opportunity."

After Chen Weimin hung up the phone, Zheng Xianyong, his face flushed with anxiety, said something on the other end.

He had overheard Chen Weimin's conversation on the phone and wished he could snatch the phone and say, "Give the child a permanent position."

"Uncle, I just wrote something and won an award by sheer luck. I didn't do anything of merit, so how could I possibly make demands of my superiors?"

Besides, I'm doing pretty well now. I teach students painting and music on weekdays, and I help out at the union when there's something to do.

The bureau gives me a subsidy, and the school and the labor union also pay me a salary, so I don't have to worry about making a living and I can get by.

"That's good enough. It's not good to make exceptions and put the leaders in a difficult position." After experiencing so much, Chen Weimin has also matured and thinks more deeply about things.

Zheng Xianyong thought about it and realized that it was indeed inappropriate for Chen Weimin to bring up this matter.

"That's settled then. I'll discuss it with the bureau later and draft an application for you to see what the province says."

Zheng Xianyong genuinely cared about Chen Weimin, but unfortunately, he was of low status and his words carried little weight, so he couldn't make a significant difference.

"Man proposes, God disposes," Zheng Xianyong said, wanting to try again for Chen Weimin, regardless of the outcome.

"Thank you very much, Secretary Zheng." Chen Weimin quickly thanked Zheng Xianyong.

Regardless of whether things will work out or not, at least they have the intention, and that's enough.

Chen Weimin's poetry won an award and his novel was published in a magazine, so the bureau naturally learned of it.

Director Yang personally contacted Zheng Xianyong, and after discussing it, they both felt it was a good opportunity, so they jointly submitted an application to their superiors.

After hearing the report about Chen Weimin and reading his articles and poems, the leaders of the provincial department also began to cherish and value his talent.

Therefore, the province made a special approval to recruit Chen Weimin as a formal worker.

The document was quickly issued to the Songjianghe Forestry Bureau, which then called Chen Weimin to handle the formalities.

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