The fact that Luo Wei had become the county magistrate's secretary shocked everyone in the county committee and government. Who could have imagined that this man, who worked odd jobs in the propaganda department and was the son of a gatekeeper, would rise to such a high position?
When even Grandpa Luo heard the news, he thought it was a joke.
He'd been living in fear, worried that County Magistrate Song would try to get back at him and his son. How could he possibly become the county magistrate's secretary?
He didn't truly believe the news until his son brought him dinner after he got off work that evening.
Grandpa Luo stared in disbelief, then patted his son on the shoulder, “Wei, it seems County Chief Song is a good cadre, a good man. He actually took a liking to you. You must do your job well in the future, and don’t let him down. Back when we were soldiers, if any commander took a liking to us, we’d give our lives. Now that it’s peaceful, you won’t have to risk your life, but you must have a sense of right and wrong.”
“Dad, I know.” Luo Wei chuckled. “Dad, but I’ve told County Chief Song everything I know. I’m his secretary now, so I have to keep track of things for him.”
"That's to be expected, just like the scouts before."
Luo Wei poured hot water for his father, "Dad, drink some hot water to warm yourself up."
Grandpa Luo happily drank it, but seeing that he couldn't drink alcohol at the gate, he could only make do with boiled water.
"Dad, I'll be counting on you from now on. We're the ears and eyes of County Magistrate Song. When I can't keep up with everything on my own, you'll have to help me."
Grandpa Luo: "..."
Luo Wei said, "Dad, I want to work hard with County Chief Song. If he's doing well, I'm doing well. I also want to get ahead, so you have to help me."
Hearing his son's words, Grandpa Luo said, "It's just listening to news, don't worry. If County Chief Song is handling personnel matters, of course I'll help him."
“County Chief Song is a good person. If he weren’t a good person, none of this would have happened.”
Grandpa Luo nodded, "Alright, alright, I have my own judgment."
With Luo Wei's help, Song Dongzheng gained a deeper understanding of the situation in the county. Because Grandpa Luo had been in the county for many years, worked as a gatekeeper, and was a former soldier, he was very attentive to information. Although he wasn't talkative, he was quite perceptive. Before Luo Wei started work, Grandpa Luo had already explained these things to his son so that he could do his job smoothly.
Now that Luo Wei has become Song Dongzheng's secretary, he naturally speaks his mind freely and without reservation.
Let bygones be bygones. Even now, Secretary Lin's side isn't impenetrable. Secretary Lin is the kind of person who likes to smooth things over and engage in vanity projects. So, the large-scale steelmaking and falsified production figures in Jinhe County a few years ago were all done with his tacit approval, resulting in a very exaggerated situation.
Even worse, there were instances where grain requisition teams went to people's homes to forcibly requisition grain.
Upon hearing this news, Song Dongzheng felt his eyes had been opened.
Luo Weidao asked, "County Chief, is there anything else we need to do now?"
He's eager to prove himself and wants to help Song Dongzheng with his work.
Song Dongzheng waved his hand, "No rush, let's wait for the militia to arrive."
When I returned to the county compound to rest after lunch in the afternoon, I ran into Secretary Lin's wife again, who was loitering at the stairwell.
Song Dongzheng greeted him with a smile.
Secretary Lin's wife smiled and said, "Song, you just got back, right? Have you eaten? Why don't you come over and have some hot wine? It's the middle of winter, and it must be quite lonely for you to be here all alone. Why don't you have some wine before you go back? It's good that Old Lin is home alone anyway."
"I'm not going. I'm too busy today to drink. My girlfriend is very strict with me; if she finds out I've been drinking when she comes to visit, she'll give me a hard time."
Song Dongzheng unceremoniously used his partner as a shield.
Secretary Lin's wife said, "Your husband isn't that amazing, is he?"
"She's mainly concerned about me, worried that I'll get into trouble by drinking alone outside. I already agreed, so I can't say one thing to your face and another behind your back." Song Dongzheng looked troubled. "I won't go. I'll have a meal with Secretary Lin another time. But let's wait until the relief grain arrives. The people aren't getting enough to eat right now, I can't eat." He patted his chest, shook his head, and sighed.
Secretary Lin's wife fell silent.
Song Dongzheng pointed to his house and said, "I'm going back now. The house is a mess and hasn't been tidied up yet."
He waved and left.
Secretary Lin's wife then turned around and went back into the house.
Secretary Lin was sitting at the table drinking when he saw her return alone and asked, "You're not back?"
"He's back, but the person isn't here. Old Lin, did you have a fight with Song? Why won't he even say a word to you when he comes here? That kid is so inconsiderate."
Upon hearing this, Secretary Lin angrily slammed his wine glass on the table and slammed his hand on it, saying, "This kid is really too arrogant."
Song Dongzheng was soaking his feet at home, looking at the personnel lists of various communes in the county. He was analyzing how to manage these communes as quickly as possible.
As for the dinner with Secretary Lin, he completely forgot about it. Before he had firmly established himself in the county, he wouldn't let anyone think that he and Secretary Lin had a good relationship.
He misses Comrade Su very much now. If Comrade Su were by his side, he could meet with him every day and analyze the situation together. How wonderful that would be!
In Jiangdong City, Su Yu was also busy at work.
Final exams are just around the corner.
She felt like she was back in the days when she was preparing for the college entrance exam. All she did was study, study, study.
Fortunately, the Youth League Committee wasn't busy during the final exams, and she didn't have to worry about the student union's work either. So she now had more time to study. Besides attending regular classes, Su Yu could occasionally cook for herself.
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