Chapter 102

Secretary Huang thinks Qiao Wei is interesting. She is cheerful every day. After a long time, Secretary Huang also likes to see her smiling face.

Secretary Huang didn't know that later generations would call this positive energy and emotional value, but whether there is such a concept or not, people will naturally like such people.

What's more, she has strength. What she writes is not empty, but has a sense of full power.

No wonder the leader likes her and values ​​her.

"Qiao Wei, the secretary will go to the city for a meeting tomorrow, and you and I will go with him."

"Okay!"

Qiao Wei's answer was short and crisp, and uplifting.

It makes people feel good.

Secretary Huang smiled slightly.

Qiao Wei told Yan Lei about it, and Yan Lei asked, "Are you going back that day?"

"Yes."

"What are you doing?" "

Meeting."

But people like Secretary Meng usually don't just go to the city for meetings. There is a high probability that there will be a dinner party.

"I forgot to ask Secretary Huang." Qiao Wei has attended many meetings in the county, and she is used to it, so she didn't think of it for a while.

Yan Lei said, "If you drink at the dinner, tell Secretary Meng that I won't let you drink."

This is to promote Yan Lei's status. Yan Lei is on the same level as Secretary Meng, and they have met. If he is promoted, Secretary Meng will have to block Qiao Wei from drinking.

It sounds helpless to use her husband as an excuse to block drinking, but it is an effective method.

Otherwise, with this rotten drinking culture, a young and beautiful comrade like Qiao Wei would become a dish if she sat on the table.

Don't think that this situation does not exist in this era.

Qiao Wei nodded: "Okay."

The next day, they took a car to the city.

After all, the car is much more comfortable than the army's jeep.

The jeep that Xiao Zhang opened had two rows of bench-like seats, and you could get on from the back of the car. It was definitely not as comfortable as a sedan.

After the Korean War, the country no longer imported American cars, and the main imports were still Eastern European cars.

Secretary Meng's car was a Volga, the best car in the county.

Secretary Meng brought two of his big pens, Secretary Huang and Qiao Wei, to this meeting. Because Secretary Huang came, Secretary Pan didn't have to come.

Qiao Wei was a lesbian, so naturally she sat in the passenger seat, while Secretary Meng and Secretary Huang sat in the back seat.

Qiao Wei fastened her seat belt as soon as she got in the car.

Secretary Meng laughed: "Little Qiao is wearing a seat belt."

Seat belts were just decorations for people at that time. No one wore them.

They didn't think they were useful.

Qiao Wei turned around and said: "This position is the most dangerous. When driving and there is danger head-on, the driver's survival instinct will make him turn the steering wheel to avoid the danger and turn the passenger seat to shield himself... No, Master Li, Master Li, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about people's survival instinct."

Secretary Meng laughed.

"It's safer to wear seat belts anyway. Since this thing has been designed, it has a meaning for its existence." Qiao Wei persuaded them, "Everyone should wear it too."

But what about the people at that time? Secretary Meng waved his hand: "We are not as timid as female comrades."

Persuasion did not work, absolutely did not work. Not only did they have no sense of safety, but they were also particularly chauvinistic. Even the driver did not wear a seat belt.

Indeed, there were only a few cars on the road in this era, and the probability of a car accident was indeed very small.

Qiao Wei shook her head helplessly and turned around to sit down.

Secretary Meng pointed at her and laughed to Secretary Huang: "Look at her, look at her."

Secretary Meng was very generous and kind to his subordinates whom he admired.

In fact, he was a particularly strong man. In order to avoid being interfered with by others in his right to speak or even to sideline the office director, he delegated power to his confidants and let Secretary Huang take up the responsibility of the office.

He also valued Qiao Wei and valued her ability as a propaganda writer.

Now Qiao Wei and Secretary Huang are two of his generals.

Secretary Meng's speeches and reports are all written by Secretary Huang. He is calm and proficient in everything within the system, and basically does not make mistakes. The articles for external propaganda and momentum building are handed over to Qiao Wei. Her writing is particularly infectious and most suitable for external propaganda.

The two generals have a clear division of labor, do not interfere with each other, and do not fight internally.

Under his respect, when Secretary Huang is occasionally not in the office, others will come to Qiao Wei for instructions.

If Qiao Wei really wanted to pursue a career in politics, Secretary Meng could be said to be her mentor.

Under such respect, Qiao Wei's original idea of ​​"living a muddle and waiting to return to town" was really not feasible. Being rude in front of such a powerful leader is no longer a question of whether the leader respects you or not, but will offend people.

Qiao Wei must go all out in the office.

A day-long meeting.

The counties competed for resources in the city, just like bargaining in the vegetable market.

In fact, let alone a county or a city, just look at the national-level conferences of many countries that have been leaked on the Internet in later generations and the United Nations, it is the same. Some countries even fought during meetings.

Don't think these people are too great.

Moreover, many leaders are veteran revolutionaries who served in the army in their early years and have low education levels. They have particularly loud voices when they quarrel.

Several times, Secretary Meng slammed the table and yelled at others.

In such situations, the leaders had to roll up their sleeves and go to the scene themselves. Qiao Wei couldn't help and sat in the back row as obediently as a primary school student.

At noon, they ate in the cafeteria together. She and Secretary Huang were in the big stove, while Secretary Meng and other county leaders were in the middle stove and were not together.

But there was indeed a dinner party in the evening, and Secretary Huang and Qiao Wei had to attend.

Qiao Wei was the only woman at the table. She wore a black cashmere coat, had white cheeks, bright eyes, and was young and conspicuous. The leaders couldn't help but look at her twice.

It wasn't as excessive as in later generations. After all, the lifestyle of leaders in this era was a very serious problem. But the drinking culture at the dinner party is a tradition.

As expected, someone said, "Is this your newly cultivated writer? I've heard of your great name for a long time."

Then he wanted Qiao Wei to drink, and if she didn’t drink, it would be a disrespect.

Before Qiao Wei could say anything, Secretary Meng stopped her directly: "Don’t make things difficult for the little girl. You know who this is, a military dependent! The person who loves someone is Yan Lei! The youngest regimental-level cadre in the military region! Commander Pan of the military region specifically told me to keep an eye on her. This is the first military dependent to work in the county, and no one should make things difficult for this female comrade. Ah——"

There is no such thing as unstoppable drinking, it just depends on whether the leader is willing or not.

Secretary Meng is such a strong person, he not only expressed his attitude, but also mentioned Yan Lei and Commander Pan.

The military regiment level corresponds to the government administrative level no lower than theirs, and they all restrained themselves. Suddenly they became amiable leaders and elders.

The meal went peacefully.

It gets dark early in winter, and there are no street lights outside the city, so it's dim.

Secretary Meng drank some wine and fell asleep in the back seat. Secretary Huang didn't drink, but he was also tired after a day of work, especially taking care of the leader at the dinner table, so he closed his eyes and rested.

Qiao Wei wrapped herself tightly in a cashmere coat and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Gradually, it became too dark to see clearly on both sides. It was all thanks to the headlights of the car.

Qiao Wei also closed her eyes for a while and took a nap. I don't know if I fell asleep or not, but I suddenly woke up, rubbed my eyes, and looked out the window. It was pitch black.

"Are we almost there?" she asked softly.

Master Li also said softly, "Almost there."

In fact, it was not too late, it was not yet eight o'clock. But without the street lights, it felt eerie.

Qiao Wei was about to close her eyes and sleep for a while, but at this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the light of the car lights!

Qiao Wei's pupils shrank!

The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground rang out sharply! It seemed that the world was spinning in just a moment. Her body was thrown violently, and her head hit the car frame violently!

...

Qiao Wei opened her eyes and first saw the windshield covered with spider web cracks. As she regained consciousness, she felt pain in her head and shoulders.

She gasped.

After a few seconds, she felt that she had regained control of her body. Turning around, she saw Master Li with blood all over his face, lying on the steering wheel. The glass on the driver's side window was completely shattered.

Qiao Wei took a few more deep breaths, fumbled for the seat belt buckle, and unlocked the seat belt. She first felt Master Li's breath and carotid artery, and found that he was still alive.

She turned and looked behind.

The situation in the back was even worse.

These people had no idea to fasten their seat belts. In this situation, they were all like Master Li, with their bodies bumping against various parts of the car during the violent shaking. Both of them had blood on their faces.

Secretary Meng was unconscious.

The doors on Secretary Huang's side were all thrown open. He was lying down with his upper body hanging outside the car.

Qiao Wei pushed open the door and got out of the car. She almost couldn't stand steadily at the first step. She had a headache and felt dizzy. She shook her head and finally woke up completely. She

quickly went around the car to Secretary Huang's side.

Secretary Huang's eyes were open, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly: "Qiao Wei..."

Qiao Wei looked intently, and saw that Secretary Huang's thigh was pierced by a large piece of broken glass, and blood was gushing out.

His face was covered in blood, and he couldn't hide his pale complexion, but the words that came out were: "Secretary, look at Secretary..."

At this moment, shouldn't his own life be the most important?

Is he so loyal to his leader?

Qiao Wei didn't care, she helped Secretary Huang sit up first. Otherwise, he would have fallen out of the car and onto the ground outside.

She untied his belt and pulled it out, and took out a handcuff from her pocket.

There were no disposable tissues in this era, and Qiao Wei was used to carrying two handcuffs with her in case they were not enough.

She wrapped the belt around Secretary Huang's thigh first and loosely looped it. When the glass was pulled out, he pressed the wound tightly with his hand and quickly tightened the belt to stop the bleeding.

Secretary Huang's breathing was very rapid, watching her colleague Qiao Wei do all this.

After doing all this, Qiao Wei went to the other side, opened the car door, and felt Secretary Meng's breath, and then touched his carotid artery. He was still alive, but unconscious.

Now, there are two unconscious people.

Only Secretary Huang and she are awake.

"Qiao Wei..." Secretary Huang weakly instructed her, "You, you go to see if there is a village nearby, think, think of a way..."

Qiao Wei directly denied his arrangement: "It's dark, it's hard for me to find the village. They are both unconscious, I don't know if they have internal bleeding, they need to see a doctor as soon as possible, there can't be any delay. And you, you can't delay either."

Secretary Huang knew that asking the villagers for help might delay the three injured people, but what else could he do if he didn't ask the villagers for help?

Master Li was also unconscious, and the car rolled off the road into the wilderness. Although it was now on all four wheels, there was no driver to drive.

Just as he thought of no driver to drive, he saw Qiao Wei crawling in from the passenger seat, kneeling on the passenger seat, and struggling to drag Master Li to the passenger seat.

Secretary Huang's eyes widened: "Qiao Wei, you..."

What are you going to do?

Qiao Wei is not short, but it is still too difficult for her to drag an unconscious man.

She finally dragged Master Li to the passenger seat. Thanks to this old-fashioned car, there is only a bare gear lever between the driver's seat and the passenger seat, and there is no other things or structures, which can be regarded as a connected space.

Qiao Wei closed the passenger door, walked quickly to the driver's seat, got in the car, and slammed the door.

Secretary Huang couldn't believe it: "Qiao Wei, can you drive?"

"I can't!" The lives of three people were in her hands. No matter how calm Qiao Wei was, her hands were shaking with nervousness. She touched them one by one, "Steering wheel, gear, brake, accelerator... Clutch? Clutch..."

She was not lying.

She only knew how to drive an automatic. She learned automatic from the beginning for the sake of simplicity. Who in the future would have the opportunity to drive a manual transmission?

Who would have thought that one day, she would drive this kind of car.

"Clutch!" Qiao Wei shouted, "Huang Zengyue! How do you step on the clutch?"

Secretary Huang said: "I don't know, I can't drive!"

Driving at that time was a skill mastered by a few professionals.

Ordinary people will never be able to drive a car in their lifetime. If you don't have family connections or a job recommendation, it's difficult to learn driving skills.

"Never mind." Qiao Wei gritted her teeth and started the engine.

Although she had never learned to manually shift the clutch, she had watched it in driving school and still had some memory.

You should press the clutch first and release it slowly.

Qiao Wei felt that she released it very slowly, but the car still stalled all of a sudden.

Secretary Huang pursed his lips tightly into a line.

Qiao Wei's car stalled again for the second time.

The third time, Qiao Wei released the clutch very slightly, and this time, it finally didn't stall again.

Finally, the clutch could be released completely, Qiao Wei stepped on the gas, and the car started moving.

"Gear!" Secretary Huang suddenly reminded.

He is a very smart person with a strong learning ability. He has followed his leader in the car many times. Although he can't drive, he has seen it many times and has an impression.

Master Li usually changes

gears when he steps on the gas. Qiao Wei got the reminder and changed gears. The car finally picked up speed and no longer moved like a snail.

As soon as he stepped on the gas, he rushed up the slope from the wild and got back on the road.

When it comes to the quality of hospitals, the one in Lin City is definitely better than the one in Bocheng County, but they have been driving all the way and are too far away from Lin City and closer to the county town.

Qiao Wei turned the steering wheel and drove towards the county town.

She glanced in the rearview mirror and shouted, "Huang Zengyue! Wake up!"

Secretary Huang was about to lose consciousness and woke up with a start.

He saw in the rearview mirror that his colleague Qiao Wei's face was pale, blood was flowing from the right corner of her forehead, and tears were also flowing.

She must be scared.

On a dark winter night, two of the three colleagues were unconscious, and one was bleeding to the point of losing consciousness.

She drove the unfamiliar car unskillfully, speeding towards the county town on the night road.

She was braver than many people he knew.

"Talk to me..." Huang Zengyue said, "Talk to me... Don't let me, don't let me pass out..."

"Qiao Wei... I'm counting on you..."

"Okay!" Qiao Wei wiped the tears from her face, "Huang Zengyue, you stay awake!"