Chapter 83

Secretary Gao read it again from beginning to end and confirmed: "No need to change it, it's good enough, I think it's fine."

The director had already read it and had the same idea.

Secretary Gao said: "Tell the correspondent to send it to the county now. Qiao Wei rushed the manuscript out so quickly, we can't let down the efforts of young comrades, send it now! It must be earlier than Qingshan Town!"

"Okay! Make sure it's earlier than them!"

The director took the manuscript and went to make arrangements.

It took more than an hour to ride a bicycle from Xiahekou Town to Yongming County, and it would take 40 minutes at the fastest.

Secretary Gao looked at the time, and after an hour and a half, he called Secretary Meng in Yongming County to report his work and told him about this matter.

Secretary Meng was also quite surprised: "So fast?"

Secretary Gao said: "How dare we neglect your instructions? Of course we must respond actively. Our comrade Qiao Wei stayed up late yesterday to finish the manuscript."

Secretary Meng said: "It is a good thing for young comrades to have a positive attitude. But you also have to control it. I am afraid that they are too young and blindly pursue speed and lose quality, and they will not care about the end."

"You are right. I will definitely control other young people and not let them rush forward." Secretary Gao said, "But although Comrade Qiao Wei is young, she is really a stable and reliable comrade. She pays attention to both efficiency and quality."

"Oh?" Secretary Meng became interested, "Okay, then I'll have to take a closer look."

Secretary Gao looked at his watch: "Our correspondent set out an hour and a half ago, and it's almost time for him to arrive."

After hanging up the phone, Secretary Meng called his secretary: "Go and see if the press release for Xiahekou Town has been delivered."

The secretary was surprised: "It was just a meeting yesterday

." How could it be delivered today?

Secretary Meng said: "Go and see."

The secretary went suspiciously, but came back surprised: "It really was delivered."

Secretary Meng smiled and said: "Young people are full of energy."

The secretary also smiled: "Is it that Qiao Wei? She just won the award, so it's inevitable that she is like a chicken with blood."

Secretary Meng thought so in his heart.

But after he finished reading, he didn't think so anymore. He read it twice like Secretary Gao before putting it down.

"What do you think?" the secretary said, "It's still too hasty."

Secretary Meng shook his head and handed it to him: "You can read it yourself."

The secretary took it with a smile, read it, and couldn't close his mouth: "This..."

Secretary Meng knocked on the table with his knuckles and asked: "When will the manuscript of the Propaganda Department be out?"

"I'm writing it."

"No need." Secretary Meng knew the level of the people in the Propaganda Department of his county, and made a decision, "Send the one in Xiahekou to the city newspaper, it's her."

The secretary asked: "Aren't you going to wait for Qingshan Town?"

The writer of Qingshan Town won the second prize in the city this time. He has some level and won the first prize once before.

"No more waiting." Secretary Gao said, "It won't surpass her."

The secretary admitted: "That's right."

Finally, the manuscript of Xiahekou Town broadcaster Qiao Wei was finalized.

In this era, newspapers may be the most efficient units. After all, the news industry is different.

The next day, the city newspaper was published. The newspapers have been distributed to the counties.

The town level will not get it until one day later.

At this time, the Qingshan Town press release was delivered.

The Qingshan Town writer personally delivered it on his bicycle. He wanted to communicate directly with the section chief of the county propaganda committee. If there is any problem with this manuscript, he can change it on the spot.

Win the first place! Beat

that woman!

Unexpectedly, the head of the county propaganda committee took a look at the manuscript and nodded happily: "Not bad, keep it for future use."

Qingshan Town writer: "?"

The propaganda chief told him: "Comrade Qiao Wei from Xiahekou Town, her manuscript has been submitted to the city."

The writer was confused: "When?"

"Yesterday. It came yesterday morning. The secretary directly asked it to be sent to the city. We don't have to worry about our own. Just write slowly and use it next time."

They were not in a hurry, but the Qingshan Town writer was furious: "Why didn't you wait for me! Why didn't you compare it and just use hers!"

"Don't be excited, young people." The chief said, "Victory and defeat are common in the military."

"This is unfair!" The penman waved his arms, angrily, "If the two were compared and hers was chosen, I would accept it. But without any comparison or screening, without even seeing my manuscript, they directly used hers! I don't accept it!"

The writer must be a little mentally ill. The section chief had a headache.

Everyone looked over.

Some people came to persuade and smooth things over. But the penman believed in his heart that this was unfair. He said angrily: "Is there some secret that cannot be told?"

Since he saw the woman the day before yesterday, he felt that she was not a decent person.

How could a decent person look so pretty.

Like a fox spirit.

When he said that, the section chief felt that he was being blamed, and he defended himself by saying, "It wasn't me who approved it, it was the leader who approved it."

The pen holder asked angrily, "Which leader?"

"Didn't I just tell you, Secretary!"

Hearing that it was the secretary, the pen holder stuck.

The secretary of a county has so much power that he is equivalent to the local emperor of the county.

Most people still have a "fear" of officials in their hearts.

At this time, someone came in and shouted, "The newspaper is here, the newspaper is here!"

The Propaganda Section was informed yesterday that the leader had approved the newsletter to be sent to Qiao Wei in Xiahekou Town. None of them had seen the newsletter. The correspondent of Xiahekou Town had just delivered it, and the Propaganda Section Chief said that he was busy and would look at it later. Just as he finished speaking, the secretary came and took it away.

The section chief didn't see it either. They were all extremely curious and were waiting to read the newspaper.

As soon as they heard that the newspaper was coming, everyone rushed over.

The writer of Qingshan Town was still angry and strode over: "Let me read it first!"

He was full of momentum, as if he was going to fight. Everyone let him read it first.

The writer opened the newspaper with an angry face, found the article, and started reading.

After a short moment, his face changed. He

was surprised, shocked, and shocked.

"How is it written?"

"How does it compare to you?"

Some people who were not afraid of being high-profile and were not afraid of being in a good mood urged him with bad intentions: "If it is not as good as you, you can't be afraid and make trouble in front of the leaders! You are the number one writer in Qingshan Town, everyone knows you, you must give an explanation!"

Others glanced at this person and moved away quietly.

However, this writer with a strong literary disease was not provoked.

On the contrary, his face was very ugly.

Someone scratched his head and rubbed his cheeks: "Have you finished reading it? How is it written?"

The pen holder's face turned green, and suddenly he folded the newspaper, stuffed it into the man's arms, turned around and left .

"He's crazy." Everyone looked at each other.

"Quickly take a look at what's written." Then, everyone's interest was drawn back to the newspaper.

They were all from the Propaganda Department, and they were all pen holders. Literary people looked down on each other, and they all wanted to see what Qiao Wei from Xiahekou wrote this time.

"I'll read it."

The man holding the newspaper read aloud with emotion.

As he read aloud with emotion, the office gradually became quiet.

Gradually, I understood why the pen holder suddenly stopped.

"This... is so beautiful..." Someone sighed.

The future described by Comrade Qiao Wei is so exciting and yearning.

Her writing is unquestionable, but what is more powerful than her writing is the emotions that overflow between the lines.

In addition to narrating, words can also express people's emotions.

She constructed the text with rich emotions, and then deconstructed and diffused as she read aloud, spreading to the desks, windowsills, and people's hearts in the office.

At this moment, everyone understood why the leaders did not need to wait for Qingshan Town's press release and directly approved this article.

The beautiful future seems to be visible.

Her confident eyes seem to be able to see it.

Her emotions infected everyone, and no one did not yearn for that beautiful future, and no one did not believe in that beautiful future.

Qiao Wei actually has no career ambition.

In her previous life, she had it. But after experiencing long-term torture from illness, people's desires have become to be free of pain.

No pain is happiness in the world.

Because in the later stages, even Ma Fei couldn't suppress the pain, and even wanted to die.

He had already lost the ability to take care of himself, and couldn't even die, and lived every day under the pitying eyes of others.

In this life, everything she took over almost realized the life she dreamed of but couldn't get in her previous life.

Qiao Wei is very satisfied with her current life. A handsome husband, well-behaved children, a down-to-earth yard, a retirement-like job...

She has no intention of deliberately showing off and grabbing credit. However, in the future, 996 was squeezed by capital and she got used to high efficiency early, as if it was engraved in her bones.

It's just a press release. If she was given a keyboard, she could finish three or four in one night.

It was the pen that slowed her down.

Compared with her colleagues and peers, Qiao Wei was really hit by a dimensionality reduction.

Yan Lei brought her two pairs of autumn and winter trousers, an autumn and winter women's military casual coat, and thick military green fabric for autumn and winter that day.

Qiao Wei brought them to the unit today and showed them to Lu Manman: "I plan to make a Lenin suit."

Lu Manman said: "I want to make one too!"

She also accompanied her to the tailor shop, and they measured the sizes together, waiting for her to come back and find fabric.

Qiao Wei asked her if she needed Yan Lei to find fabric for her, and the director of the supply and marketing cooperative waved his golden hand and said: "No."

There is nothing that my dad can't get.

In this era, the supply and marketing cooperative is very powerful.

The most powerful people in the supply and marketing cooperative are the purchasers. They often travel on business, get things from all over the country, and get things based on their skills.

In the era of tight supplies, those who don't have skills can't get things.

Lu Manman now even carries a military satchel. Qiao Wei has seen it, it is genuine military product. It is indeed not an exaggeration.

Unlike some young people in the county who pursue fashion, they can't get it, so they find a green cloth of the same color to sew one. It can only be seen from a distance, it's okay. When you look closer, what kind of material is it, it's a fake.

Qiao Wei went home and urged Yan Lei to help Lu Manman find a partner.

"I'll tell you what kind of person I want." Qiao Wei said, "A good-looking face, chest muscles, and abdominal muscles."

This era is so conservative. Lu Manman is already a very hot girl, but she only dares to say that she wants a good-looking one.

She must be embarrassed to say that she wants abdominal muscles.

It is also possible that she has never seen a man's abdominal muscles.

It doesn't matter, her sister Wei will make the request for her. The call of sister cannot be in vain, and so many snacks cannot be eaten in vain.

The next day, the newspaper arrived.

Qiao Wei once again impressed everyone.

Lu Manman read it several times and repeatedly asked: "How can you write so well, how can you write so well."

Lu Tianming laughed: "Don't ask, it's useless to ask. You can't learn it."

Writing a decent manuscript is an ability that can be acquired through learning and training.

But writing with emotions between the lines and such strong appeal is a talent.

Some people eat this mouthful of food

The newspaper arrived in the morning, and the transfer letter from the county came in the afternoon.

Secretary Gao called Qiao Wei to the office and informed her: "You have been seconded to the county committee."

"You can ride that 26 women's car. Starting tomorrow, you will go to work at the county committee."

Qiao Wei: "Ah?"