The next day, the news that Gu Chun was admitted to the Propaganda Department was posted on the bulletin board.

Huang Xiuxiu ran into the workshop excitedly early in the morning: "Chun'er, did you see that? You passed the exam! I knew you could do it. You're amazing."

She was really happy for Gu Chun. She felt that Gu Chun usually spoke in a very cultured manner and her academic performance was said to be very good. If she could take the college entrance examination now, she would definitely be able to get into university. It would be a waste of her talent to stay in this workshop.

"I saw it. Team leader Li just informed me that I should report to the Propaganda Department this afternoon." Gu Chun said to her with a smile.

"That's great, but I won't be able to work with you in the future." She felt a little disappointed as she finally made a friend in this factory.

"It's okay, we can still go to the cafeteria to eat together. Besides, our two houses are not far away, so we can still go shopping together when we have time."

For Gu Chun, it is rare to have a good friend in this life, and she doesn't want to become alienated from him.

"Yeah, then let's go shopping together next time we're on vacation."

"Okay."

In the afternoon, Gu Chun reported to the Propaganda Department. The office building was behind the workshop. It was a three-story building with several offices on each floor.

This was the factory director’s office that Gu Chun had visited before and where he took the exam.

The Propaganda Department was at the end of the second floor. The door was open and several colleagues were sitting inside. The paperwork on the desks was neatly arranged.

Gu Chun knocked on the door and greeted: "Hello, I'm Gu Chun, and today is my first day reporting to the Propaganda Department."

A female comrade saw her and quickly said, "Are you the one who got first place? Come in quickly, I'll help you find the director."

She found a seat for Gu Chun, knocked on the door and went to the suite inside, and came out after a while.

"Gu Chun, please go in. Director Fang wants you to fill out the paperwork."

"Okay, thank you." Gu Chun thanked the other party with a smile and walked into the director's office.

The Propaganda Department Director's office is not very spacious. It has a desk and a coffee table for meetings, and the rest is filled with mountains of paperwork.

When I opened the door, I saw a familiar man sitting at the table. He was the "male star" that day.

"Comrade Gu Chun, you're here. Let me introduce myself. My name is Fang Cheng, and I'm the director of the Propaganda Department. We met during the interview that day."

Gu Chun shook his hand and said, "Hello, Director Fang, I'm Gu Chun."

"The reason I asked you to report in immediately today is because I have a task for you later. Now please fill out the paperwork. I've already told the factory that you will be paid the office salary this month."

It is now the 10th. Gu Chun's original salary in the workshop was 25 yuan a month, and her office salary was 35.5. This means her office salary has directly increased by 10.5. In this era, ten yuan is a farmer's income for most of the year. Gu Chun is very grateful.

"Thank you, Director Fang."

"Don't thank me, it's what I should do. I see you have good drawing skills. Where did you learn it?"

Gu Chun had already thought of the answer to this question. "I'm self-taught. I was interested in painting in school before, so I asked the teacher. I practiced whenever I had free time. I also drew blackboard newspapers in class."

The original owner did often draw blackboard newspapers and had a certain talent for painting, but in this era, there were limited things to learn, so she didn't appear as skilled as Gu Chun. It was highly likely that no one would see through her explanation.

"You're quite talented, and you should make the most of it. The factory is planning a new propaganda poster soon. A colleague has already written the article, and now the only thing left is the illustration. I'll leave this task to you and Comrade Xu Lan, and you can discuss it."

"Okay, Director Fang, when should this poster be finished?"

"Before October 1st, our poster was for National Day, so the content had to fit the theme and be linked to our textile factory."

After listening to this, Gu Chun had a rough idea in her mind, but because she had companions to complete the task together, communication was necessary, and she had to know the other party's thoughts first.

"Okay, then Director Fang, who is Comrade Xu Lan?"

Director Fang glanced at her thoughtfully, then called out, "Xu Lan, come in."

"Here I come!" A female voice came, and then a young-looking woman walked in. She walked with caution, with a little arrogance on her face. She walked in and treated Gu Chun as invisible, without even looking at him.

"Director, what did you call me for?"

"Xu Lan, this is the helper I found for you. I'll help you complete the National Day propaganda poster project."

"Director, where did this little girl come from? Can she draw? This assignment is not that easy. Don't let her mess it up."

Although Xu Lan was not good at doing serious work, she was very good at asking for credit and reward. She had originally planned to get involved in this matter and let others do the painting, and then the credit would be hers.

But we can't find someone like her who comes in through the back door and knows nothing. It will be troublesome if the mission cannot be completed.

"Don't worry, she is very talented in painting, unlike some people whose paintings look like shit." Director Fang said meaningfully and rolled his eyes at her.

"You, you, okay, it's good that you can draw. I want to see how beautiful your drawing is." Xu Lan understood what he meant, gritted her teeth and left angrily.

Gu Chun stood there and watched the show for a while. It looked like these two people were not getting along. Xu Lan was so rude and yet she was still here. She must have a strong backstage and was not easy to mess with. Director Fang was hinting at the other person to his face and seemed to have a bad temper.

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