At Hongqi Wetland Farm, the door of the director's office was locked.
And when Zhang Hongcheng locked his office, even Chu Miaohong would be tactful enough not to disturb him.
Zhang Hongcheng looked at the questions on the table with a sad face.
Director Han is also quite cunning. The topic he set for the essay contest has nothing to do with current affairs, but is a topic involving ancient history and positive energy.
According to the information provided by the adopted son from another time and space.
This seemingly ordinary topic is Director Han’s favorite.
From the time Comrade Han Changchu rose from the position of director of the Agricultural Reclamation Bureau to the position of Agricultural Reclamation Department, and even to higher positions, he organized more than 20 essay competitions.
Nine of the essay competitions used the same topic.
Among the manuscript files treasured by Mr. Han are the original manuscripts of the top five articles from more than 20 essay contests.
Thanks to his good relationship with the Han family, Fatty has obtained copies of the manuscripts of the top five winners of these nine essay contests.
Now it is densely packed with papers covering Zhang Hongcheng's desk.
After a long time, Zhang Hongcheng looked up to the sky and sighed.
As expected, Han Da is worthy of being called a sharp-tongued man. Even when it comes to the top five people he personally picked out, he still has a sharp tongue.
If you only look at Comrade Lao Han's comments on these articles, others would think that this is the last-place article.
The old man has completely maxed out the skill of [Fitting].
So no matter which of the more than 30 articles he chose, he could not escape Director Han's sharp tongue.
Being taunted wasn't a big deal, but Zhang Hongcheng didn't want Director Han to be suspicious of him—why had his writing skills deteriorated so drastically? (Mainly, why couldn't he, Han, scratch his head?)
Moreover, he had just returned to the Northeast, and others thought he was at his lowest point. If he showed any weakness at this time, it would probably cause a lot of trouble.
When a tiger is in dire straits, I wonder how many people would want to act like a dog, trying to gain prestige or attract attention by bullying the tiger.
"It's troublesome. I'm afraid I can't escape this essay contest..."
Zhang Hongcheng rubbed his eyebrows and began to analyze his strengths and weaknesses in this essay contest.
Needless to say, his weaknesses, without the support of Old Man Han from another time and space, his articles would definitely not satisfy Old Man Han from this time and space.
As for his advantages, he still has the reputation from his previous essay competition, which should be able to fool some people. Secondly, he has quite a few good articles on this topic...
After hiding in the office and pondering for a long time, Zhang Hongcheng suddenly opened his closed eyes and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
If his plan works, he will definitely win the essay contest!
Moreover, the limelight he caused this time was even greater than before, forcing all those who had ulterior motives to carefully consider their own weight.
"If we just do this, we'll be a little sorry for Director Qu and our Comrade Xiao Shi, hehe."
Zhang Hongcheng felt guilty for the two of them for a second, put away the things on the table, and immediately asked someone to call Xue Zhanhong over.
"Old Xue, do you remember when Li Dezhi will be released?"
Xue Zhanhong's mind is as narrow as Zhang Hongcheng's. He thinks about this matter every day, so how could he not remember it?
"This guy will be released the day after tomorrow at the latest."
"You should take Mo Zhiqiang and Liu Jintang to the detention center entrance."
"Xiao Yu and his wife should be at the newspaper office right now, right? You invited him as well. If you do this..."
"It doesn't matter if you brag a little, but you must mobilize the enthusiasm and unyielding spirit of the comrades at Heiniushan Farm!"
This job was tailor-made for Xue Zhanhong. He gave Zhang Hongcheng an awkward military salute.
"Director, don't worry! Leave it to us."
Xue Zhanhong excitedly went to find someone to discuss the matter, and Zhang Hongcheng asked someone to call Tu Hongbing over.
"Lao Tu, New Year's Day has just passed, I'll give you a few days off to go home and visit."
Tu Hongbing was immediately overjoyed, and Zhang Hongcheng shouted loudly to the outside world again.
"Xia Juan~!"
"Here I am, Director. What's up?"
Xia Juan walked in with a cold air, and Zhang Hongcheng gave her instructions while she was facing the fire.
"When Tu Hongbing goes back to visit his family, pack him five pounds of White Rabbit, five cans of canned food, two cans of malted milk, a strip of bacon, a piece of cotton cloth, and the latest bicycle for him to ride..."
When Tu Hongbing heard what Zhang Hongcheng said, he was first surprised and then scared.
"No, no, Director, I don't dare to accept so many things!"
Zhang Hongcheng smiled mysteriously.
"Just keep it with confidence. I only have one request."
"What?"
"Make sure your former colleagues, especially that one, see what you've got!"
Although Tu Hongbing is honest and straightforward, he is not stupid.
"You mean Shi Fengshou?"
"If you're just trying to provoke him, it's such a waste..."
Zhang Hongcheng whispered a few words into Tu Hongbing's ear.
"Didn't you say that Shi Fengshou's writing is top-notch? I bet he's going to participate in this essay contest too. When you return to your original unit, you can brag about it all you want..."
Early the next morning, Tu Hongbing rode away on his bike with a lot of bags and a red face.
Xue Zhanhong and three others borrowed bicycles from the farm and left in a flash.
Zhang Hongcheng squatted in the snow, squinting his eyes and smiling.
Sometimes, it is better to borrow the power of your enemies than of your friends.
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