When he arrived at the street office, Zeng Wangcai found Director Zhang, a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties.
"Director Zhang!" Zeng Wangcai knocked on the office door.
"Oh, Wangcai is here, come in quickly." As expected, Director Zhang had greeted him. He was very enthusiastic and even asked his subordinates in the office to pour tea.
Zeng Wangcai took out a cylinder from the old actor's army green military canvas backpack. It was a pack of fifty Zhonghua cigarettes. He took the box from home. With this thing, he could smoke endlessly without having to worry about getting a cigarette box.
In addition to Director Zhang, there are two other comrades in the office.
Zeng Wangcai distributed a bunch of genuine Zhonghua cigarettes, including those with filter tips, to lead the way. With Zeng Youqian's presence in front of him, things were naturally done quickly.
Director Zhang said with a smile: "Okay, go back. When we are done here, I will personally take you to the steel mill to report."
Zeng Wangcai thanked him. He had just taken a rough look at the program. There was a comment item in the program. People on the street had good comments about him, proving that he was a good young man.
Haha, this is probably the power of human relationships!
After finishing his work, Zeng Wangcai did not go home, but went to find Lin Huyang. The two borrowed a bicycle and went out for a stroll, and did not return until the evening.
After a night, when Zeng Wangcai returned to the countryside, he got up even earlier that day, at around six o'clock. The sun had not yet risen, so it was cool to do anything.
Zeng Wangcai went out carrying his schoolbag and another veteran actor - a cloth bag. As soon as he came out, he saw Yan Bugui walking in front of him carrying a tin bucket.
"Wangcai, you're here so early? Are you going back to the countryside? Your pockets are so light, didn't you bring anything back?"
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