Officialdom: Reborn in the 90s, all I want to do is quit my job and make money.

"Life hasn't been easy either."

*Splat*

The effects of the alcohol were fully taking hold.

The world spun around.

Lin Yu was drunk.

He was completely drunk and felt utterly disoriented.

He remembered nothing after that.

All I remember is clinging to Zhou Quan's leg, sobbing and wailing, denouncing Liang Wenyuan, that old fox, for his atrocities.

He even seemed to be patting his chest, saying something like, "If I become rich and powerful, I will not forget you."

It seems that he was pointing in the direction of Qinghe County, spouting nonsense, saying something like, "Even in poor and remote places, I can revitalize them for you."

I don't know how I got back.

He had completely forgotten what he had said, including what he had said that was considered vulgar and offensive.

All he knew was that when he woke up the next day, his head was throbbing as if it were about to explode.

The feeling of a hangover is worse than heartbreak.

And he, Lin Yu, is a staunch materialist, a vulgar man who only wants to make money.

At this moment, however, he has an older brother who is not his biological brother.

comprehensive.

That unlucky guy whose spot he took.

Just thinking about Zhou Quan's face last night, which was filled with the word "misery," makes me feel terrible.

Lin Yu's heart felt like it had been tightened.

It’s over.

I owe someone a favor.

It's a huge favor, damn it.

...

at the same time.

They dragged Lin Yu, who was completely drunk, back to the dormitory like a dead dog.

Zhou Quan, supporting his slightly unsteady body, walked out of the family compound.

A gentle evening breeze sobered me up considerably.

The bitterness, confusion, and despair for the future on his face receded like the tide.

Instead, a genuine, undisguised smile appeared on his face.

There was even a hint of gratitude.

Mayor's Secretary.

It sounds glamorous, but who knows the hardships behind it?

At the age of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, or in his early thirties, how did he manage to climb to this position?

Is it the background?

No, his parents were just ordinary workers.

It is ability, it is skill, it is the meticulousness that has smoothed out all the rough edges.

He was like a perfectly fitted screw, tightly binding himself to the mayor's side.

A bright future?

Yes, that's what everyone thinks.

But only he knew that if things continued like this, he would only ever be a secretary for the rest of his life.

If I'm lucky enough to be released as a deputy bureau chief when Mayor Liang retires, my life will be over.

Only Lin Yu.

That clueless young man who knew nothing about the system and whose mind was filled with nothing but big villas and Mercedes-Benzes.

Only then would they truly believe that they had taken his position and ruined his future.

That's why he showed such sincere sympathy and guilt towards a 'secretary' who was about to be transferred to govern a region and whose future was truly limitless.

Zhou Quan shook his head, the curve of his lips widening.

He did not go directly back to his residence.

Instead, she straightened her collar, which had been crumpled by Lin Yu's grip, and straightened her back again.

I walked toward the mayor's office.

...

Inside the office.

Liang Wenyuan didn't leave; he was waiting.

The cup of strong tea had been completely drunk.

"Knock knock knock".

"Come in."

Zhou Quan pushed open the door and entered, still smelling of alcohol.

"mayor."

"Sit down." Liang Wenyuan gestured to the sofa opposite him and personally poured him a cup of hot tea. "How was it? That monkey didn't eat you?"

Zhou Quan took the teacup, and the warmth spread from his palms throughout his body.

A look of bewilderment crossed his face.

"I didn't eat anything."

"He clung to my leg and called me his older brother."

He recounted the events of the dinner party that evening in detail, word for word.

From Lin Yu's guilt to his confident assurances, and then to his drunken ramblings.

In the end, even he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"He kept apologizing to me, saying he was sorry for taking my seat."

"He also said that once he has established himself by your side, he will find a way to transfer me back from Qinghe County."

"I had to talk to him a lot before I could finally persuade him to stop."

Liang Wenyuan was overjoyed when he heard this.

He tapped his fingers on the table, producing a pleasant, soft sound.

"Do you think that saying a few words will stop this monkey from causing trouble?"

Liang Wenyuan laughed and scolded.

"That bastard is lawless and has absolutely no respect for me, the mayor."

"Today they dare kick down my door demanding an official position, tomorrow they'll dare climb onto my desk and shit!"

"Who knows, right now they're figuring out how to cause me some more trouble."

Zhou Quan nodded in deep agreement.

He seemed to have experienced some of the mayor's happiness again.

"However," Liang Wenyuan changed the subject, his smile fading and replaced by a hint of regret, "that bastard really has ideas and abilities, but damn it, he doesn't use any of them for good."

"Sometimes, I wonder what's going on in his head."

These words truly resonated with Zhou Quan.

He put down his teacup, a hint of lingering fear mixed with relief on his face.

"Mayor, you have no idea."

"When I first heard that you were going to send me to Qinghe County, I was a hundred times, a thousand times, unwilling."

"The situation in Qinghe County is so bad that even a dog would shake its head in dismay, let alone a human."

"At that moment, I felt that my life was over."

Liang Wenyuan glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Zhou Quan gave a wry smile and continued, "But it's this bastard."

"He was drunk, and he grabbed me, insisting on giving me advice."

"You showed me... a wrong path."

"Hmm?" Liang Wenyuan's interest was piqued. "What kind of weird path?"

Zhou Quan's expression turned somewhat strange.

It was a complex expression, a mixture of absurdity, shock, and a vague feeling that "it might not be so bad after all."

He cleared his throat, seemingly organizing his thoughts to recount those shocking words verbatim.

He said that Qinghe County was poor because it couldn't sell its products.

He said, "Even the best wine needs advertising."

He said that if we just run on our own two legs, we'll never get out of that poor ravine in our entire lives.

Liang Wenyuan frowned.

These are all old news; who doesn't know them?

"and then?"

"Then," Zhou Quan swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "he said that we have to get other people to come to us to buy."

He said he wanted to create momentum!

"Tell a story!"

"They want to use Qinghe County's poverty as a selling point! They want to use the farmers' suffering as a gimmick!"

boom!

Liang Wenyuan's mind went blank.

Using poverty as a selling point?

Using suffering as a gimmick?

What utter nonsense!

"He also said..." Zhou Quan looked at Liang Wenyuan's increasingly dark face, his voice trembling, "He said that just telling stories isn't enough."

"We need to find someone influential to personally get involved."

He said, "I, Zhou Quan, am the best candidate."

Liang Wenyuan's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.

"He wants me..."

Zhou Quan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

He wanted me to go to the city television station in person.

"Let's start a live stream."

"We'll be livestreaming to sell local specialties from Qinghe County to the entire city!"

"He even gave it a name: live-streaming e-commerce!"

Zhou Quan's face was filled with bewilderment, as if to say, "I have no idea what this thing is."