Xu Xiangyang watched them discuss and couldn't get a word in.
He has no access to these things in normal times. It's true that every circle is different.
Fatty Lu, who was standing by, sneered when he heard this and said, "That Propaganda Minister relied on rebellion to get to the top, what kind of ability does he have? He's just looking for trouble. Find him something to do when you have the chance. If he gets ahold of this, it'll be no good!"
From what he said, it seemed that everyone knew the new Minister of Propaganda.
Xu Xiangyang sat quietly aside, listening to see if there was anything that might be of benefit to him.
Ma Xinping, who was standing by, heard what Fatty Lu said and said, "Don't be impulsive yet. We'll talk about it later. Let's just wait and see what happens. If he really wants to reach out, he'll have to see if his arms are long enough."
As expected, he is the son of a high-ranking city official. He is not afraid at all. This level of calmness is beyond the reach of Fatty Lu.
Cao Yajun said: "The new minister does want to make achievements, but he won't ask for help from higher-ups. He's probably just a slacker, working for others."
They both had similar opinions, and after hearing this, Fatty Lu calmed down.
Ma Xinping looked at his watch and saw that it was almost noon. He turned to look at the person who had been silent.
"Yongqi, you cook. Let's eat something before we go." This is his home, so it's normal to treat everyone to a meal.
"Okay, I'll go see what's in the kitchen." The man stood up and nodded, then turned and left.
Fatty Lu patted his belly and said, "I'm in for a treat this time. The barbecue Wu Yongqi made last time was really delicious. Next time you have cumin to make barbecue, remember to call me."
There is no cumin sold in Xincheng, but Wu Yongqi's family has the means to mail it back from other places.
"It's been a long time since we mailed that thing, and it will be Chinese New Year by the time it arrives. Let's talk about it later." Ma Xinping knew a lot about Wu Yongqi, so he could answer directly.
A few people sat and chatted, and the conversation turned to Xu Xiangyang again.
"What is Comrade Xu's educational level?" Ma Xinping asked.
Although Xu Xiangyang didn't know his intention, he answered truthfully: "I graduated from high school, failed the college entrance examination last year, and haven't been studying since."
There is nothing to be ashamed of. Nowadays, most educated people have graduated from junior high school, most have graduated from high school, and a small number have graduated from college.
Everyone knows that studying is the only way to have a future, so as long as a child has talent, you have to sell everything you have to support his or her education.
Once you graduate from university, you will become a cadre. As the saying goes, if one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit. That's pretty much what it means.
But now all universities have suspended classes, where can I go to college?
When Ma Xinping heard that he only had a high school diploma and was so young, he said, "Comrade Xu, have you ever thought about taking the university entrance exam? Although you're not allowed to attend classes now, if you study on your own, you can still take the exam later."
What he said was purely a suggestion. Whether to go or not was Xu Xiangyang's own business.
Xu Xiangyang nodded after hearing this. He had thought about this question before, but how could it be so easy?
Not to mention how long it has been since he last touched a textbook, even in the current situation, there is no way for him to get a graduation certificate.
If you want to graduate from college, you have to wait a while. After this period of time, if you want to study in the future, you can try night school.
Cao Yajun shook his head and said, "This isn't going to be easy. Looking at the current situation, it's unlikely to be resolved in three to five years."
He has his own opinions. The main reason is that things have been quite chaotic recently. Even rebels can become officials. Isn't that nonsense?
If it's just a temporary thing, then it's impossible to become an official.
Ma Xinping also fell silent. During this period, not only the elders in leadership were terrified, but even the younger generations like them were greatly affected.
If you want to gain a firm foothold, you have to choose a side. If you choose the wrong side, it’s all over.
Cao Yajun turned to look at Ma Xinping and asked, "I heard that the provincial government was going to hold a meeting a few days ago. Any news?"
Ma Xinping shook his head. "Not yet. My dad hasn't told me either. But it should be something very important. Let's wait and see."
Although these little ones don’t have any great abilities, they can gather information for the adults and do some small things.
The leaders also ignored these things. As long as there was no big chaos, it would be fine and they would be saved from trouble.
Fatty Lu sighed, "The supply is so tight right now, and the market situation isn't very good. We can't go on like this."
His father worked in a food factory, so he was very knowledgeable about this, and he himself worked in the municipal government. (The municipal government here refers to the municipal government, not a small department.)
Although Xu Xiangyang agreed with him, he kept silent. This was not an option. However, the supply problem could only continue like this. After all, the entire country was supplying Beiping, and other places were not adequately supplied.
Even though the supply and marketing cooperatives' grocery stores are packed now, by the end of the year there won't be much left on the shelves.
Everything is supplied with tickets, and there is a limited amount of these things. If you want to buy more, you have to find a way yourself.
At this time, Wu Yongqi opened the door outside and said, "The food is ready, let's go eat."
"Oh, I'm starving. Let's go, let's eat." Fatty Lu was a little impatient. He had been waiting for a long time.
A few people went out and walked to the next room. There was a living room inside the room. There were two closed doors next to it, which should be the bedroom.
There was a large plate of chicken, steamed buns, and three fried side dishes on the table.
I didn’t expect that this young man has such good skills and is good at cooking.
"Secretary Wu's cooking has to be really delicious. No chef outside can compare to him." Fatty Lu kept saying nice things while eating the delicious food.
Xu Xiangyang took a bite and found it delicious, but definitely not as exaggerated as Fatty Lu said.
After a few people had their meal, they packed up and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, Ma Xinping stopped Xu Xiangyang and said, "Comrade Xu, please don't forget about those leather shoes."
Although cotton-leather shoes are not that prestigious, wearing something that others don’t have will definitely give you psychological satisfaction.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and nodded, "Okay, no problem."
It’s just a few pairs of cotton-leather shoes. There are plenty of them in the space. Any pair of the same style will do.
Walking on the road, Fatty Lu rode his bicycle first. His home was not far away, so he could just ride his bicycle.
"Secretary Cao, Comrade Xu, I'm leaving first. Please go slowly." He greeted them, waved goodbye and rode away.
Cao Yajun turned to look at the person next to him and said, "Comrade Xiao Xu, do you have any plans recently?"
planning?
Xu Xiangyang raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "I don't have a plan. After all, the road is so narrow, where can I find a way out?"
What he said was true. If there were connections, who would want to be a driver? He has a weak back at such a young age.
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