Chapter 122 The gears of fate have quietly started
Zhou Yong smiled at him, and Guo Xiangqian's eyes showed a smile.
Cao Biao stood up, his tone somewhat impatient: "Secretary Guo, if there is nothing else, I will go back to the public security brigade."
Guo Xiangqian nodded awkwardly because there was no need to continue the meeting.
Cao Biao turned around, Xing Laoqi left the stool, he said hello to everyone, and the two of them returned to the public security brigade.
When the others saw this, they each found reasons to leave, and finally only Zhou Yong and Guo Xiangqian were left in the office.
Zhou Yong stood up to get a glass of water for Guo Xiangqian. He was very polite, took the big teapot with both hands and said thank you.
"Secretary Guo, don't mind everyone's attitude, because you just arrived and don't know much about the situation in the village..."
If you look at the data reports, there are no poor people in the world, but the fact is simply not the case.
This is also the main reason why the leaders at the top will send cadres to the villages. Only when the cadres go to the grassroots level can they truly feel how difficult it is for the people to survive.
Guo Xiangqian looked shocked when he heard what Zhou Yong said.
"Captain Zhou, didn't you say that Huaixi Village is developing very well now?"
Zhou Yong stared at Guo Xiangqian, who was still childish and spoke with innocence, and a smile appeared on his face. "Secretary Guo, Huaixi Village is developing well now, but this is only compared with the past. Some reports are only suitable for listening, and cannot be taken seriously..."
Guo Xiangqian's eyes became dull and he let out a long "oh". He picked up the large teacup and drank a sip of water. It was so hot that he hissed and quickly put the teacup down.
Zhou Yong chuckled: "The water just poured is a little hot, wait a while before drinking it."
Guo Xiangqian was a little embarrassed: "Thank you, Captain Zhou, for your advice."
Zhou Yong played with a pen in one hand and looked at him with his eyelids raised: "We are all here for work. You can ask me anything about Huaixi Village in the future..."
Guo Xiangqian kept nodding his head, showing a grateful look: "Captain Zhou, I'm lucky you helped me today, otherwise I don't know how I would end up..."
The relationship between people is very wonderful. Zhou Yong built a step for Guo Xiangqian at the critical moment, and invisibly narrowed the distance between them.
Zhou Yong couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard Guo Xiangqian's words that were so devastating.
To put it bluntly, Guo Xiangqian was a rookie who had just entered the society and had no work experience at all. He wanted to make a big splash right away, so it was inevitable that he would encounter setbacks.
Zhou Yong comforted Guo Xiangqian. He raised his wrist to check the time and saw that it was already noon. "Secretary Guo, every household in the village has two meals a day now. If you are hungry, I will go to the canteen and make you a bowl of noodles..."
Guo Xiangqian raised his hand and scratched his head: "Captain Zhou, you're right, I'm really a little hungry."
Zhou Yong looked at Guo Xiangqian, who didn't know what politeness was. He smiled, and the two went to the canteen.
"The cafeteria is so cold."
When Guo Xiangqian entered the canteen, he shuddered.
"The canteen hasn't cooked for a while..."
The blasting workers all returned to the county town, and the small canteen was deserted.
Guo Xiangqian rubbed his hands and looked around the canteen. The more he looked, the more he frowned.
"Captain Zhou, why don't you paint the wall?"
Zhou Yong glanced at Guo Xiangqian, and at this moment he was speechless.
I told him that the village had no money, so what could we use to decorate the houses?
Guo Xiangqian said "oh" and went to the stove to take a look.
"Captain Zhou, let me help you light the fire."
Zhou Yong smiled when he saw this: "Great, this way we can cook faster."
Guo Xiangqian took a look and put the wood pieces into the stove pit without even taking the matches. Zhou Yong couldn't help laughing when he saw this.
"Secretary Guo, if you light the fire like this, I guess the stove won't light even after the New Year..."
Guo Xiangqian smiled awkwardly and gave up his seat. Zhou Yong came over with a bunch of wheat straw.
"You have to put the soft firewood at the bottom, and then put the wood, so that it can light the stove pit..."
Guo Xiangqian had never done this kind of work at home, so how would he know how to make a fire?
The fire in the stove started to burn, and Zhou Yong stood up: "Have you learned it?"
Guo Xiangqian smiled and nodded: "Captain Zhou, I learned it."
Zhou Yong came over and picked up the pot lid, while Guo Xiangqian squatted in front of the stove to help light the fire.
After cleaning the pot, adding water and covering it, Zhou Yong picked a scallion.
"The cafeteria's facilities are limited, so you should fill your stomach first!"
Guo Xiangqian looked at Zhou Yong and thought he was a really nice guy.
"Captain Zhou, I'm not picky about food."
As a dispatched cadre, I have no right to be picky about food.
Because the slogan is there, cadres should eat, live and work with the people.
Zhou Yong was washing the green onions while Guo Xiangqian chatted with him intermittently.
"Captain Zhou, how old are you this year?"
"Twenty-three, how about you?"
Guo Xiangqian showed a look of surprise, but he quickly recovered and said, "I am twenty-one years old."
Don't look down on young people these days; some of them have already been working for several years at the age of 21.
Zhou Yong nodded: "Secretary Guo, how many years have you been working?"
Guo Xiangqian smiled and said, "Captain Zhou, I used to learn dancing in the military art troupe, but I had to retire because of a foot injury. I have only been working for a few months..."
Zhou Yong's eyelids twitched and his gaze fell on the chopping board.
It seems that he is the once notorious provincial governor Guo Xiangqian.
But why did he walk step by step into the abyss?
Logically speaking, given his family background, he would not push himself into an irretrievable situation.
Zhou Yong's thoughts became extremely complicated. Thinking back on what happened to Guo Xiangqian in the past, he never thought that he would have anything to do with such a person.
In fact, Zhou Yong never realized that the moment he was reborn, the gears of fate had already started quietly, indicating that his rebirth would profoundly affect the fate of many people.
Guo Xiangqian’s arrival is proof of this.
Why?
If it weren't for Zhou Yong, Huaixi Village would not have cooperated with the Agricultural Bureau, and Dongshan would not have changed.
It was he who made the leaders remember Huaixi Village, which is why they sent Guo Xiangqian here.
Zhou Yong took a deep breath, and Guo Xiangqian said with a smile: "You are only two years older than me. From now on, I will call you Captain Zhou at work, and I will call you Brother Zhou in private..."
Since Guo Xiangqian wanted to get close to him, Zhou Yong had no reason to refuse.
The water in the pot boiled. Zhou Yong opened the lid, took out the noodles he had prepared in advance and put them into the pot.
After a while, a small bowl of clear soup noodles garnished with chopped green onions came out of the pot, and Guo Xiangqian took a small bowl and scooped the noodles from the bowl.
"Brother Zhou, don't you want to eat?"
Zhou Yong was cleaning the stove: "I'm not hungry, you can eat it!"
Guo Xiangqian didn't hesitate and started eating by himself.
"Brother Zhou, the noodles you cook are so delicious..."
Zhou Yong smiled, cleaned up the stove and covered the pot: "It's just boiled noodles in water, it can't be said to be delicious..."
Guo Xiangqian replied incoherently, and after he finished his meal, Zhou Yong took him to the residential area for educated youth.
Zhou Wenfeng was not very enthusiastic about Guo Xiangqian's arrival, and even seemed a little cold.
Zhou Yong secretly raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zhou Wenfeng who looked a little dissatisfied, and helped Guo Xiangqian pack his luggage.
There were two boxes and cabinets in the room, which were the property of the brigade and were placed there for the use of the educated youth.
Zhou Yong looked at Zhou Wenfeng who was standing there motionless: "That cabinet is empty?"
"Captain Zhou, the two boxes are filled with my clothes."
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