"Grandma, keep your money for yourself. I'm all grown up now, and I can earn my own money." He Bo lowered his head, his eyes a little moist.

"Grandma didn't lie to you, Grandma has money, more than five hundred." When Grandma Hua saw He Bo refuse, she hurriedly said.

He Bo was startled.

I never expected that his grandmother had saved such a large sum of money without saying a word.

"Grandma, don't work so hard anymore. I'll take care of the family," He Bo said.

He Bo didn't want to spend his grandmother's money.

Grandma's money was earned penny by penny by penny by penny by penny by penny by penny by penny at every market, sitting by the smoky, oily woks.

“You’re still young, so use the money for milk now. When Grandma gets old and can’t work anymore, she’ll have to rely on you to support her.” Grandma Hua looked at He Bo with a kind smile on her face.

"Grandma, then promise me you won't work too hard in the future." He Bo didn't want to argue with Grandma Hua about this, so he changed the subject.

"My Xiaobo is filial, smart, and capable. I'm sure a good girl will like you." Grandma Hua said with a smile in her eyes.

Grandma Hua could tell that her grandson must have a girl he liked.

In the past, whenever Grandma Hua talked about getting a wife, He Bo would always look resistant.

Today, He Bo didn't say anything about not wanting to get married or anything like that; he just said he didn't want to use her money.

"Grandma, I'll take the basin home first." He Bo blushed and hurriedly picked up the empty basin and headed home.

Watching He Bo's retreating figure, Granny Hua's smile deepened.

Grandma Hua had already made up her mind. She would go find Zhao Zhenzhu later and ask if she could help buy her a watch.

In Peach Blossom Town these days, buying a watch for the bride's family is considered an exceptionally good dowry.

Grandma Hua had already prepared the money. The only problem was the lack of tickets.

Zhao Zhenzhu's husband is an officer in the army; maybe he has connections to get tickets?

For the next half day, Grandma Hua was full of energy. Ignoring Liu Bo's objections, she went home and made two more bowls of batter.

Grandma Hua wanted to earn more money while she was still able to move around, so that her grandson's burden would be lighter in the future.

Taohua Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

In the afternoon, not long after starting work, the phone on Director Wang's desk rang.

The call was from a relative of Director Wang.

This relative works at the Taohua Town government.

After hanging up the phone, Director Wang's face was clouded with worry.

Those two idiots, Liang Xiaohe and Zhang Mei, actually got into a fight with a customer at work today? They even made the customer faint from anger.

As luck would have it, this customer was no ordinary person; she was actually the mother of Tao Jiadong, the newly appointed Party Secretary of Peach Blossom Town.

Remembering his relative's words on the phone telling him to "take care of himself," Director Wang paced anxiously back and forth in his office.

All his hard work has been in vain today.

This batch of defective fabric was obtained from the county by Director Wang after much effort. His aim was to gain favor with Tao Jiadong, the newly appointed secretary of Taohua Town.

Before Tao Jiadong even took office in Taohua Town, Director Wang had already received word of it.

Tao Jiadong is no ordinary man. His appointment as secretary of Taohua Town is probably just a formality. He'll likely be promoted to the county level in less than a year or two.

With such a thick thigh, Director Wang would dream of hugging it.

Although Wang Qingquan is nearing retirement age, wouldn't it be even better if he could be transferred to work in the county before retiring?

Unfortunately, Tao Jiadong is a former soldier with a very strict lifestyle; he is neither greedy for money nor lustful. The only way to win his favor is through work.

Unfortunately, Director Wang's approach to work was always to avoid mistakes rather than seek merit. Under his management, the Taohua Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative achieved absolutely no remarkable results.

Director Wang racked his brains and finally came up with a way to please Tao Jiadong.

That was on Tao Jiadong's first day in office, when their supply and marketing cooperative quickly gained popularity by selling defective cloth without requiring invoices.

On his first day in office, Tao Jiadong liked to inspect various units in his jurisdiction.

Director Wang arranged for someone to bring Tao Jiadong to the supply and marketing cooperative at 10 a.m.

At that time, the supply and marketing cooperative will be packed with people, and it will look like a thriving and prosperous place.

In this way, Director Wang will definitely leave a good impression on Tao Jiadong.

In order to avoid Tao Jiadong discovering that this was a deliberate arrangement, Director Wang did not pass on the notification.

Director Wang's thinking was very simple.

They're just selling fabric.

Liang Xiaohe and Zhang Mei are long-time employees who are used to this job, so they are unlikely to make any mistakes.

As a result, Liang Xiaohe and Zhang Mei ruined what was a golden opportunity to "win favor."

After hanging up the phone, Director Wang angrily smashed his favorite teacup on the ground.

The deed is done, and even if Director Wang is still angry, he has to find a way to clean up the mess.

Otherwise, if Director Wang hadn't produced a solution by the time Tao Jiadong asked, it would leave Tao Jiadong with the impression of being "incompetent."

Zhang Mei is easy to talk to. It's Liang Xiaohe who's the problem...

Logically speaking, out of consideration for Zhao Tianyu, he should have given Liang Xiaohe a lighter punishment. Moreover, Liang Xiaohe seemed to be a relative of the town mayor, Hu Yong.

If the punishment is too lenient, Secretary Tao will definitely be unhappy.

If the punishment is too severe, will Mayor Hu have a problem with him?

Director Wang was getting more and more frustrated, so he decided to have someone bring Zhao Tianyu over for a questioning.

If Zhao Tianyu has no objections, Liang Xiaohe shouldn't be able to complain to Mayor Hu about him... right?

Director Wang thought.

When Zhao Tianyu entered, the first thing he saw was an enamel mug on the table with several chips in the paint.

Zhao Tianyu was puzzled.

This enamel mug was a prize that Director Wang received a few years ago when he was awarded the title of "Model Worker" at the county level.

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