293 The nail on the board, no surprises

Fu Zhengtu got on the bus, found a seat and sat down, and immediately opened the small notebook that Chenchen gave him.

The child's hands were still small, and he couldn't hold the pen steadily, so the things he drew were naturally not very neat.

But it was full of childishness, and Fu Zhengtu could imagine what he looked like at that time.

For example, when Fu Yuanhang and his group of half-grown children took turns carrying him to the mountain to play, he drew each person, marking 12345 according to the order in which these children carried him.

Chenchen was very good at capturing the characteristics of the characters, and his drawings were very vivid. Fu Zhengtu could tell who was who at a glance, and he also knew to let Fu Yuanhang mark the name above each person's head.

They listened to Pang Pang being beaten by Li Qiuju outside the wall, and he would draw a crying Pang Pang, and then draw a string of tears, which looked particularly tragic.

The next frame was a basin of water splashing out of the wall, and everyone was hiding in the corner, which made Fu Zhengtu frown.

The next frame was Mo Jiazhe and his friends coming to rescue Pang Pang.

The child drew very carefully.

Fu Zhengtu had heard Su Taotao talk about it, and he knew what happened at that time after a little connection.

No wonder the children always asked him to save Pang Pang.

At the end of each of the children's paintings, they would put their own small seals and write the date crookedly.

After the smart children learned to read the calendar, they knew to draw according to the date on the calendar. Whether writing or drawing, Fu Zhengtu could always see the date clearly.

What a smart kid.

"Mr. Fu, what are you looking at? You look so engrossed." Fu Zhengtu's eyes were so gentle that Mr. Mo rubbed his eyes several times and thought he had seen it wrong.

Fu Zhengtu handed Chenchen's sketchbook to him: "Chenchen drew this, with Mumu on it." Mo Gong

was flattered. Fu Zhengtu was sharing this with him?

He took it with trembling hands and could tell at a glance that he was a bad boy.

Mo Gong laughed and scolded: "A bunch of naughty boys gathered under someone's wall to watch the fun, and they must have been splashed with water. Chenchen is so young but he can draw well, it's really good."

Fu Zhengtu did not deny that Chenchen was indeed the smartest child he had ever seen.

Engineer Mo was still very angry when he saw Pangpang being beaten: "These people are really something. They can even hurt such a young child. Fortunately, a few children saw it. Otherwise, who knows when it will end."

Engineer Mo flipped through the pages and nodded continuously: "Good, Zhengtu, your Chenchen is really amazing. He has grown up and even knows how to draw wind direction."

Fu Zhengtu reached out to take the picture album and gently put away his briefcase. He said lightly: "He has a good memory. He can remember what he has seen in the comics."

"I've never seen such a smart child." Engineer Mo exclaimed, "By the way, I heard that Old Hu is interested in adopting Pangpang?"

Hu Yang was on the innermost staircase and was not on the same bus as them.

Fu Zhengtu did not answer his question, but lowered his voice and asked him a question: "Do you remember Li Lifeng?"

"Li Lifeng?" Engineer Mo thought seriously, "The outdoor guide who was demoted to the border last time? I have some impression of him."

At that time, Engineer Mo and Fu Zhengtu were in two separate groups, and Engineer Mo did not know Li Lifeng's strength.

Fu Zhengtu said: "He is not a guide, he is the same as us."

Engineer Mo was puzzled and asked: "The same as us? You mean..."

Fu Zhengtu said: "He knows a lot about wind direction and speed, and is more professional than us in outdoor data collection. We lack experts in this area, and I want to transfer him over."

At this point, whether Li Lifeng is Pangpang's biological father or not, Fu Zhengtu wants to transfer him over.

Such talents are worth helping.

Engineer Mo: "Transfer him here? But I remember his identity..."

There were people all around, so Fu Zhengtu couldn't say too much. He took out a notebook and wrote on it:

——"He may be Pang Pang's biological father. I'll check it later."

Fu Zhengtu wrote it and handed it to Engineer Mo.

Engineer Mo was surprised and unsure: "What a coincidence?"

Fu Zhengtu nodded: "Nine out of ten, you just need to know it in your mind. If you need to vote, your vote is crucial."

Engineer Mo nodded: "Don't worry, I know what to do."

...

Back in the office, Fu Zhengtu found Li Lifeng's contact information and called him immediately.

It was a done deal, and there was no surprise.

Pang Pang was Li Lifeng's son.

Li Lifeng was silent for a long time when he heard Li Qiuju beating Pang Pang. Finally, this man with a strong character in his blood cried over the phone.

After settling down, he did look for Li Qiuju, but these days, if a person deliberately wants to hide, ordinary people who have no power or even are in dire straits are basically powerless.

He even thought that his son had...

- "Engineer Fu, thank you for your kindness. Please transfer me to the base. It doesn't matter what position you take. I can just sweep the streets. I will do whatever you need me to do. I want to see my son." Fu

Zhengtu said, "If your ambition is to sweep the streets, it's not worth my trouble. You know how to pass the political review. Leave the rest to me."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before Li Lifeng said, "Okay, I got it."

Fu Zhengtu said, "Your son has a good personality and is sunny and optimistic. He now lives at Engineer Mo's house at night and plays with my son at my house during the day. You don't have to worry."

——"Thank you, thank you, thank you... Can I, can I talk to him on the phone?"

Fu Zhengtu said: "Not today, tomorrow morning, around 7:30, wait for my call."

——"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you..."

Li Lifeng kept trembling and saying thank you. Apart from saying thank you, he didn't know what else he could do.

No, if he could be transferred to work with Fu Zhengtu, he would definitely work hard for him until his death.

Fu Zhengtu hung up the phone with Li Lifeng and immediately called Mo Gong. He only said five words: "Confirmed, yes."

Mo Gong understood these five words without a beginning or an end.

He called Su Taotao again with the same number.

This time his tone was much softer and he said a lot more.

Fu Zhengtu was a man of action, and he would do what he said when he made a decision.

He immediately applied for Li Lifeng's transfer, and explained Li Lifeng's situation and Pangpang's situation in detail. He

then used a long paragraph to explain Li Lifeng's professional level and professional qualities, as well as the help and far-reaching impact that transferring him here would bring to his research project.

In the end, Fu Zhengtu used his personal reputation to endorse Li Lifeng.

This was an impeccable transfer letter, and I believe the leaders would not be able to refute it after reading it.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.

The rest depends on Li Lifeng.

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