Replacing My Cousin for Down to the Countryside? I'll Empty Your House and Dance on Your Ancestors' Graves

In her previous life, Ruan Xianxian, who took her cousin's place to go down to the countryside, returned to the city and took over the fiancé her cousin didn't want. She thought she had fo...

Chapter 52 Invites the Provincial Capital to Work as a Translator (shuhaige.net)

Currently, the eight key personnel still receive fixed salaries, with bonuses available, but no commission has yet been introduced.

"What if I say no?" Lin Rui Cong asked with a half-smile.

“Then I will go too.” Ruan Xianxian replied without hesitation. “We educated youth are like bricks of the motherland. We will go wherever we are needed. It is my duty to serve the organization.”

“But…” she changed the subject, “it’s like the difference between taking care of your own child and taking care of someone else’s child.”

Taking care of one's own children is of course a matter of wholehearted devotion; when looking after other people's children, fulfilling one's duty is sufficient.

"Not bad." Lin Rui Cong stood up, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, and strode towards the door, leaving behind a parting remark:

"Don't wander around, wait for my call at the brigade."

He went out to meet the county official who was going to check on the cattle, declined the village chief's invitation to dinner, and rode a tractor out of the village in the evening breeze.

The brigade leader looked at the letter of commendation in her hand with envy. Ruan Xianxian chuckled and handed the letter to him, saying, "I promised you I would be an advanced brigade, and I keep my word."

At this moment, whatever she said went, and she grinned at Hongjun as she searched the room for a prominent spot to put the commendation letter.

This is the first commendation letter issued by the province to the surrounding villages, enough for him to brag about in front of all the brigade leaders for a year.

Looking at the foolish-looking brigade leader, the old village chief inwardly curled his lip in disdain, leaned closer to Ruan Xianxian, and asked in a low voice:

"What did the provincial leader say to you privately? You didn't say anything you shouldn't have, did you?"

He was really afraid that his mentally unstable daughter would exaggerate the story of how he threatened her and tell the boss.

Ruan Xianxian's reply was simple: "What the hell is it to you?"