Chapter 058 Official Letter



Chapter 058 The official letter

Ding Guangyao refers to is Meng Chaoyang, an engineer in the Food Department of the Light Industry Bureau of the neighboring province.

Gu Nianshen didn't know this person, and he didn't know why Ding Guangyao reacted so fiercely. He asked in confusion: "Who is he? What does he have to do with you?"

Ding Guangyao explained to Gu Nianshen.

It turns out that he and Meng Chaoyang were classmates in a cadre training class in their early years. They both came from the brewing industry and were always compared by other students in the training class.

It's just a matter of comparing themselves to classmates. The two of them also like the class beauty in the training class.

Naturally they dislike each other.

In terms of appearance, how could Ding Guangyao lose? How could he have a son like Ding Shaowu if he was not handsome? In terms of career, both of them were technical backbones in the factory, so it was difficult to tell the winner. What Meng Chaoyang excels most is his academic qualifications.

Meng Chaoyang is a college student and a proud man of heaven. Ding Guangyao is just a technical secondary school student. Therefore, Meng Chaoyang always regarded himself as an intellectual in the training class, and he looked down on Ding Guangyao in both words and deeds.

But this classmate Meng really doesn’t understand love.

The creation of love, in addition to the visual impact, there is also a very subtle emotion called "pity". Ding Guangyao is already far ahead in terms of appearance, and if you still want to suppress him in all aspects, it's not called superior, it's called lack of grace.

The class beauty fought against Ding Guangyao, and after fighting, the two came together. Later she became Ding Shaowu’s mother.

Because of this, Meng Chaoyang did not sit at the same table as Ding Guangyao at the cadre training class reunion.

Ding Guangyao didn't care about him either. The working class is the leader these days, not to mention that he is still the director of the factory and is an elite member of the working class. He will not try to get along with an engineer in an agency.

Meng Chaoyang, on the other hand, looks like he works in a provincial department, but in fact he has no real power. His daily job is to carry his briefcase to drink tea and read newspapers. During those special years, he was knocked down because of his high academic qualifications. Compared with Ding Guangyao's brilliance, Even more disgraced. As a result, there was a lot of resentment toward Ding Guangyao behind his back, and many sentences came to Ding Guangyao's ears.

He is such an unlucky guy and is so petty. This time he joined the review team. Once he has some rights, he still has to find trouble.

Gu Nianshen was stunned after hearing this past incident. Unexpectedly, the two of them forged not only work conflicts, but also some love entanglements, which were really beyond Gu Nianshen's ability.

After thinking about it, Gu Nianshen said: "I see that his name is ranked ninth. He doesn't have much say. He counts at most one vote. This matter must still depend on the opinions of the majority of people."

"Director Gu, you don't know . , This person has a short face and a small body, so I am afraid that he will embarrass everyone on the spot."

Ding Guangyao thought for a while, and then said: "Maybe he asked to be in the review team on his own initiative, and he deliberately messed up the situation."

Gu Nianshen scratched his head . , I think this guess is not impossible.

"We will act by ear when the time comes. I don't believe that we can't hire an engineer. We have to have confidence in our products."

After the two talked about their work, Ding Guangyao finally had time to take a sip of water, and the atmosphere finally relaxed.

Seeing that it was almost time to get off work and no one would come to see them again, the two of them had a rare leisure time and started doing their usual things. They are also quite old friends, and they also know something about the situation of the two families.

"It's better for your family. I inherited my father's business, and I'm about to graduate from grain school, right?"

"Oh, Director Gu, you can't pick up any of the pots. That little bastard in my family loves to play every day. He inherits the shit from his father. He is just a prodigal. Compared with the children in your family, he is in heaven and earth."

Gu Nianshen sighed: "Don't say that, my little boy is also extremely naughty. His ancestors have been in trouble since he was a child. After training him, he became a weapon."

Ding Guangyao praised sincerely: "It has to be built by the army. Children who have been trained by the army are different. I am just confused and can't bear to let my son go..."

Gu Nianshen He smiled and said: "You have an only son holding the palm of your hand, so don't go through that calamity. My little boy will go to the battlefield again, my heart..."

At this point, the smile turned into a bitter smile.

Gu Nianshen shook his head again: "I won't say it anymore. Anyway, I still envy you. It's better to keep a baby by your side. There are three people in my family, and each of them feels that they can't fall into their hands, so none of them can come back and do their best." "It's because of excellence.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and they will come back. I'm here to invite the children to a gathering, and let the insignificant thing in my family see the excellence of my brothers and sisters.

" As he spoke, Gu Nianshen's mind wandered.

He thought of the three children far away. Those two were okay. Although they didn't come back often, they were safe. Only Gu Qia was on the battlefield and he didn't know when he would hear any news.

How can anyone who is not a relative understand this kind of heart-wrenching longing?

...

Lin Siwei is also thinking about Gu Qian.

There was no reply to the last letter she sent to Gu Qia. She didn't dare to call her grandparents to ask about her, for fear of arousing their longing.

It has been almost a month now, and Lin Siwei wants to write another letter to tell Gu Qia that he has entered the factory for internship and has also joined some evaluation group in the factory.

There is no desk at home, and it is not convenient in the kitchen for fear of being seen by grandma. The current "Excellent Innovation Office" is really good. She alone has more than thirty square meters. For future generations, the proper office area exceeds the standard.

It was almost time to get off work, and he had no new work to do. Lin Siwei took a pile of letterhead paper with "Jinling City Brewery Factory" in red, took out a pen from his yellow satchel, and began to write a letter to Gu Qia.

"Dear Comrade Gu Qia..."

she began to write, but felt that it was too serious. Gu Qia's writing was already as serious as an official letter. It would be too boring to reply to an official letter himself.

Tear this one off. Start over.

"Hello Gu Qia, I didn't reply to my last letter. You should have a new assignment. I went to Jinling Brewery Factory for an internship. Today is my second day on the job. If you want to write a reply, don't go to the Grain School. I sent it, but I can't receive it..."

Lin Siwei was arrogant and didn't know where he got all the nonsense.

From when she went to the brewery for an internship, she felt regretful that she was not assigned to the workshop; to when she now lives in her grandma's house, living with her in peace and beauty; to when she sees the Gu family's grandparents and says that they are still so happy to be friends...

it is written As she wrote, she didn't even realize that her tone had become intimate and casual.

It wasn't until I filled two pages of paper that I realized why I talked so much.

Is it because life has changed too much?

Or is it because you just want to tell him?

When I looked up, the sky outside the window was getting dark. She walked over, turned on the light, and was surprised to find a head peeking out of the door.

"Hey, what are you doing? Is the internship going well? What are you writing?"

This beautiful head is Ding Shaowu.


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