Chapter 89 The Influence of Internal Reference

The next day after returning, Gaojia Village suddenly became lively. The villagers gathered at Gao Jiawang's grain drying yard, looking at Gao Yuhou, a famous kiln maker in the village, presiding over the opening ceremony with envy.

"Is it so easy to make money in big cities? Gao Jialin is a college student, so it's fine if he can help his family build a brothel, but Gao Jiawang has only been away for half a year, and he also wants to help his family build a brothel? Is it possible that big cities are full of gold that can be easily picked up?"

"Easy to earn? That's easy to say. There are many people in our village who go out to find work, but who can really make a lot of money? Except Gao Jiawang, there is no one! You work so hard but only make two yuan a day, which is barely enough to cover the family expenses. You still want to build a kiln? Just dream on! Don't even think about it without three to five years of hard work."

There were also some smart ones who quickly looked for opportunities to show off, helping to fetch water and move bricks, trying to leave a good impression on Gao Jiawang's family, so that they would feel comfortable asking Gao Jiawang to take them out to earn money.

He must have found a way to make money. I am not educated enough to learn from Gao Jialin, but it shouldn't be a problem for me to help Gao Jiawang. I dare not think that I can build a new kiln in half a year, but it should be better than going to Yinxia to work as a laborer, right?

Gao Jialin's family also came to watch the fun. His parents wanted to help, but Gao Jiawang saw them and quickly stopped them. "Uncle Yude, Aunt Yude, I'm already very happy that you are here. How can I ask you to work? Come and sit down. The food will be ready soon. I'll come over to toast you a few glasses later."

Others did not feel awkward when they saw him. Who let them raise a good son? Gao Jialin was already a government official, who would dare to ask his parents to work? Isn't this asking for trouble? Gao Yude was very depressed. In the past, he was also a good helper when there was a happy event in someone's family. Since Gao Jialin was admitted to university, he no longer had this opportunity. At most, he was allowed to sit at the upper seat and chat and drink with other guests. He never did any hard work.

Fortunately, he soon forgot about this frustration. The person sitting next to him reached out and rubbed the corner of his clothes and asked, "Uncle Yude, your new clothes are very fashionable. Did Jialin bring them to you from Shanghai?"

"Well, I said no. Why would I wear new clothes if I stay in the village every day? But the kid insisted on buying them, and I had no choice." Gao Yude tried his best to hide it, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"It's not even the New Year yet, and you're already wearing new clothes? What are you going to wear during the New Year?"

"Do you think it's your family? How often do you buy new clothes? Jialin must have bought more than one set for uncle and aunt. They will wear this set for a few days, and they will get better ones during the Chinese New Year."

"What is this made of? It's very warm."

"I can't tell. There's nothing like it in the county shops either."

Everyone gathered around Gao Yude and his wife, seriously discussing their clothes, and as they chatted, bursts of cheerful laughter rang out.

At the same time, in the government compound of Kuanzhou County, the new top leader Huang Zhicheng returned to his office after a meeting. He picked up the newly arrived internal reference document and started reading it. After just a quick glance, he was attracted by a familiar name.

"Huh? Gao Jialin, is that the college student Gao Jialin from our county?" He had a deep impression of this name. If Gao Jialin hadn't sent so many people in, he would not have become the top leader of Kuanzhou County.

The secretary looked over and replied, "It should be. Gao Jialin published an article in the internal reference last year, and it was about the development of Shanghai's private economy. Gao Jialin studied at a university in Shanghai."

"Is that so?" Huang Zhicheng picked up the internal reference again and studied Gao Jialin's article word by word. The more he read, the more shocked he became. Could such an article really be written by a young man under 20? It seems that his understanding of cutting-edge theories is more profound than mine.

He is only a sophomore this year, right? If he has such a high level in his sophomore year, how can he graduate?

Even I have noticed him, let alone those big leaders? In this way, when he graduates, he will definitely be assigned to a good unit, and his future prospects will be limitless.

Huang Zhicheng couldn't sit still when he thought of this. He wanted to go to Gaojia Village to see Gao Jialin and leave a favor in advance. When he got promoted in the future, this favor might come in handy. Even if he couldn't use it, he still had his children, right? But he was the top leader of Kuanzhou County after all. It would be bad to go to see a young college student so straightforwardly. What kind of excuse should he come up with?

"Gao Jialin should be back in Gaojia Village now, right?" Huang Zhicheng asked, tapping the table with his fingers.

"I came back yesterday. I heard from the people at the post office." The secretary thought quickly. What did the leader mean by this question? He thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "How about inviting Gao Jialin to the county?"

"He just got home and you pulled him out. Isn't this delaying their reunion?" Huang Zhicheng glanced at the secretary with dissatisfaction. He wanted to curry favor with him, but if the secretary did this to someone with a bad temper, it would be offensive.

The leader did not say he would not meet, and the secretary keenly captured the key information. Since it is not convenient to let Gao Jialin come to the county, then we should go to Gaojia Village. The secretary was about to speak, but immediately realized that something was wrong.

Secretary Huang is the top leader of Kuanzhou County. It would be bad if it got out that he went to meet a college student. What excuse should he come up with? The secretary quickly recalled the latest information he had read.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he really found a suitable reason, "Leader, yesterday Yujiahe Township sent this year's water conservancy construction plan. This is a key project of our county's water conservancy construction. They would like to invite you to visit the site and give your opinions on the plan."

"Yujiahe Township?" Huang Zhicheng stood up, took two steps, looked at the full map of Kuanzhou County on the wall, found Yujiahe Township, and at the same time saw Gaojia Village, which was only a dozen kilometers away from the township government.

"Water conservancy work is related to farmers' harvests, so it really needs to be taken seriously. Tell Xiao Li to prepare the car. We will go to Yujiahe Township for a field investigation tomorrow. We don't need to bring too many people. Just a few of us will be enough. Tell Yujiahe Township not to arrange a reception. We can just find an ordinary household and have dinner at their home, and listen to their real thoughts on water conservancy construction."

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The secretary quickly took out a small notebook and wrote down these words, then asked, "So we're leaving at nine tomorrow morning?"

Huang Zhicheng looked at the distance of the route and decided to set off at nine o'clock. He then went to the township government to sit for a while and took a cadre who was familiar with the environment with him for the inspection. They arrived at Gaojia Village almost in time for lunch.

"Well, let's arrange it this way!" Huang Zhicheng nodded with satisfaction. Yes, this secretary is quite smart.

The next day, Huang Zhicheng went to Yujiahe Township as planned. After chatting with local cadres for a few words, he called the township head Yu Liming to go along the river to check the local hydrological conditions.

When they arrived at Gaojia Village, Huang Zhicheng pretended to ask casually, "Has there been a college student in this village?"

(End of this chapter)