Jiang Yuman applied medicine to him as usual. Even though the wounds on his body healed quickly, the scar on his back showed how critical the situation was at the time.
Even though I have watched it so many times, I still feel palpitations every time I watch it.
"What's wrong?" Fu Jingchen noticed that the fingers behind him paused, and tilted his head slightly, "Let me let Dad wipe it for me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Your wife doesn't even clean the room for you. Do you want your parents to think I'm incompetent?"
Jiang Yuman came to her senses and applied the medicine skillfully.
After finishing the class, she asked, "Jingchen, have you ever thought about staying in the capital?"
Ever since Fu Jingchen was injured, Qin Dongling has been concerned about this matter.
He only has one daughter, Jiang Yuman, and the couple has a stable relationship. He doesn't want his son-in-law to be in danger again.
At the beginning, Jiang Yuman was sure that he wanted to stay here, and the other party's efforts could not be fake.
But so much time has passed, and Fu Jingchen didn't even mention it... Now her father hasn't asked for a long time, and she's not sure anymore.
"I thought about it,"
Fu Jingchen sat up, buttoned his clothes slowly, and looked up at her. "I did all this to be transferred back."
"Did Dad contact you privately?" Looking at him, Jiang Yuman felt blessed.
Fu Jingchen remained silent.
"No wonder Dad didn't ask me about this for a long time. It turns out you guys have already discussed it privately."
Jiang Yuman raised her eyebrows. "Such an important matter, and you can actually resist telling me!"
"The transfer order hasn't come down yet, and I don't know what position it is." Fu Jingchen explained.
Jiang Yuman accepted this explanation and continued to ponder her own future until she went to the General Political Department the next day.
Even though she is currently a screenwriter for the 10th Division Workers' Group, they will still return to the Southwest Military Region after the performance.
Her so-called reserved position was only for the delivery of dramas. It was time to move to the capital for a position that really required long-term dedication of energy.
"Isn't this simple?"
Gao Fei, who came to the General Political Department, listened to her idea and gave her advice, "Either become a screenwriter in the General Political Department, or work as a clerk in the administrative office."
Jiang Yuman said, "But you're not even a regular screenwriter in the Political Department. Can I do it?"
"Why not?" Gao Fei exposed his past without mercy. "My level is stable, but I can drag my feet. You're diligent and your quality is stable. The General Political Department would be dreaming if they knew about it."
"Generally speaking, once a musical or dance drama is performed on stage, the General Political Department will extend an olive branch. You can't count on it this year, but it should be possible next year." She counted the days on her fingers to help Jiang Yuman.
Jiang Yuman looked up at her.
Su Zheng was still looking forward to receiving this honor, but Gao Fei had already heard about it?
"Someone did contact me and asked me to submit my work. Although I haven't received the notification letter yet, it's almost there."
Gao Fei nodded slightly, as a sign of acknowledgement.
There is nothing surprising about Jiang Yuman. After all, Gao Fei has many classic works, and "Dawn" is a new face.
Faced with Gao Fei's invitation to take her to watch the rehearsal, Jiang Yuman also happily agreed.
In the afternoon, I went to the Foreign Ministry Assembly Hall with her.
The decoration of the Great Hall is solemn, but it still cannot be compared with later generations. There are some problems with the circuit, and the staff are still debugging.
While waiting, Jiang Yuman went to the bathroom and happened to run into Zhuo Yunqi coming out of the office next door.
Jiang Yuman greeted politely, "Brother Zhuo."
The other party was startled, turned his head to see her, and said in an unnatural tone, "Jiang Yumanzhi, why are you here?"
"Come and watch the rehearsal." As she spoke, Jiang Yuman subconsciously looked at the side of his neck, where there was a faint color.
Looking closely, it seems to be lipstick.
Jiang Yuman's expression suddenly became complicated.
While his wife at home is busy taking care of their three children all day, he is being so flirtatious with someone in a formal setting.
Thinking of Mrs. Zhuo, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
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