In a private room of Huangyuan County Hotel, Song Liming talked about his personal experience. In fact, he felt that his son Song Yang was not like him at all, being too honest. Instead, it was his nephew Song Xiuyuan whom he liked very much.
Usually I just say, "My son is going to travel far away."
The dinner party far away in Xichuan Yunyanchang had to end early, after all, everyone had to return to the county.
The dinner ended at eight o'clock in the evening. If you get back home early, you might be able to catch Zhao Benshan's sketch.
After everyone came out of the restaurant, Yun Yanchang called Boyang over before getting in the car and patted Boyang's arm: "Boyang, right? Xiuyuan mentioned that you've worked hard today."
In an instant, Boyang felt his heart swell with excitement. On New Year's Eve, he had left his family behind and had been busy since noon, packing up to pick up Xiuyuan. He had been busy until now...
Is it hard? Of course it is hard. As long as Yun Yanchang says this, it is completely enough.
For ordinary people, if they want to get ahead, what they lack is not hard work, but opportunities. If Xiuyuan doesn't give them opportunities, they won't have such opportunities even if they are willing to work hard.
"It's not hard, it's what I should do."
Boyang said tremblingly.
Yun Yanchang smiled and said nothing more. He waved goodbye to everyone and left.
The others also started to get into the car and leave, but they all said hello to the secretary before leaving. When Yun Yanchang was there, Xiuyuan was a secretary, but after Yun Yanchang took over, everyone could see the secretary's influence.
Xiuyuan and Boyang also got on the car to return.
At this time, the streets of the city were filled with the sound of firecrackers, and colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky like fairy clouds. The festive red lanterns on the streets were matched with the lights of thousands of homes.
The car had been parked outside for quite some time. After the two got in, the hot air they exhaled quickly formed a thin layer of mist on the windows. Xiuyuan rolled down the window, and the cold air, mixed with a slight pungent smell of sulfur, made the New Year's Eve atmosphere even stronger.
Soon, after the air-conditioning temperature was turned up, Xiuyuan closed the car window and he and Boyang each lit a cigarette. Xiuyuan had drunk some wine and was a little tipsy.
"Brother, how are you feeling tonight?"
Boyang didn't drink at night. Although he was a little tired after being busy for most of the day, his mind was clear and active.
He knew Xiuyuan's question wasn't meant to be a thank you, so after a moment's thought, he said, "Xiuyuan, I can now understand your hard work. I usually see you as so calm and composed, but only today did I realize how much you've sacrificed behind the scenes."
"Brother, it's not easy to be an official. It's very hard."
"I understand, thank you Xiuyuan. You must have had it harder than me back then. With your support, I have the confidence to succeed." Boyang said this sincerely.
Now I have Xiuyuan creating opportunities for me, and I have to do so much work behind the scenes to get such an opportunity. What about Xiuyuan? He was competing with two strong competitors, Jin Qiyu and Peng Mingjie, and finally became the dark horse.
No one dared to imagine how much work Xiuyuan had done behind the scenes.
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