Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

Both of these individuals were extraordinary; they were outstanding figures in the prefectural committee, and young talents.

Come to think of it, who among those who can stand here is an ordinary person?

"That's a deal! I'll definitely go when I have time," Qian Dajiang said cheerfully.

He has a capable air about him, speaks and acts decisively, and also carries a hint of roguishness.

Su Qingyun knew that this was something he had honed through years of dealing with criminals.

Only this kind of person can keep the situation under control.

"By the way, your commune reported a case a few days ago."

"Are you aware that someone in Xiangyang Village froze to death?"

When Qian Dajiang heard that Su Qingyun was from Xiangyang Village, he suddenly remembered something.

"I know, that man was an alcoholic who froze to death after drinking too much."

Su Qingyun said calmly.

"Sigh, people's living standards have improved now, but we still need to pay attention to safety." Qian Dajiang nodded.

Now that someone from the village has explained the situation, he can close the case directly.

"By the way, speaking of liquor, there's a sorghum liquor that's become particularly famous lately."

Have you heard of it?

Qian Dajiang is, after all, from Heilongjiang Province. In the freezing winter, who wouldn't like to have a sip to warm up?

"I've heard of it..." Su Qingyun nodded slightly, not wanting to say more.

"What, you can't drink?" For some reason, Qian Dajiang felt that he and Su Qingyun got along very well.

Su Qingyun smiled slightly, "I can drink a little, but my alcohol tolerance isn't high."

He has a special constitution now and has never been drunk; he just doesn't like to be high-profile.

"As long as it's drinkable, it's fine."

"I'll pull some strings to get you a bottle sometime, and we can have a drink together, you two." Qian Dajiang genuinely wanted to be friends with Su Qingyun.

"By the way, Lan Li."

"Can you get some sorghum liquor?" Qian Dajiang asked Lan Li again.

Unfortunately, Lan Li remained unresponsive, simply saying, "I'll ask next time I visit the military reclamation farm."

"However, I can't guarantee that."

As the top star of the prefectural committee, Lan Li received many performance invitations and occasionally went to military reclamation farms.

All she knew was that Commander Qi treated sorghum liquor like a treasure, refusing to serve it to guests, saying that he had only managed to get a little bit and that most of it had to be given to the division headquarters.

Lan Li sometimes found it amusing that a person of such high rank as a regimental commander would value a few bottles of wine so much.

Men, how childish.

Similarly, she was not interested in Qian Dajiang.

Although he was already one of the most promising young talents in the prefectural committee, and was already the deputy director of the public security bureau before he was forty, with a bright future ahead of him, he was also an upright person.

Unfortunately, Lan Li just didn't feel anything.

How should I put it... there's just no chemistry.

She is an art enthusiast who values ​​emotional connection; her lover must be someone who can move her heart.

As for what it means to be moved... she was somewhat surprised to find that she seemed to have found that feeling in Su Qingyun...

"Ugh, this is our first time meeting."

"Why would I have such thoughts?" Lan Li forced herself to stop thinking nonsense.

He's younger than me, it's so embarrassing.

Seeing Lan Li like this, Qian Dajiang sighed helplessly.

There's nothing we can do about it; she's the most beautiful woman in the prefectural committee, and her suitors could form a reinforced platoon.

Although I consider myself good enough, it's a pity that I just can't catch their eye.

"Then there's nothing we can do."

"Qingyun, once I get my hands on some wine, I'll definitely have a drink with you." Qian Dajiang couldn't force him, and said to Su Qingyun with a hint of regret.

"Director Qian, do you really like sorghum liquor?" Su Qingyun asked with a smile.

They've shown so much goodwill; they clearly want to befriend us. We should reciprocate.

After all, a deputy director of public security can wield considerable power.

"Don't call me Director Qian, that's too formal!"

"Just call me Dajiang! I'll call you Qingyun, and we'll be brothers." Qian Dajiang was very generous.

"Sorghum liquor, wow."

"I had it once at a reception hosted by the municipal party committee."

"The taste was absolutely amazing!"

"If you ask me, it tastes better than Moutai or Fenjiu."

Qian Dajiang smacked his lips, as if savoring the taste of the wine.

Just then, someone else spoke up.

"Oh, let me introduce myself."

"I am Li Huaimin from the Industrial Bureau." He extended his hand to Su Qingyun.

This person was about the same age as Qian Dajiang, so they stood close together.

"Old Li is an industrial expert, nicknamed 'Big Wine Jar'," Qian Dajiang laughed.

"Director Li, hello." Su Qingyun shook hands with him.

"Qingyun, let's not stand on ceremony."

"Just call me Huaimin." Li Huaimin has a very good personality and always has a smile on his face.

"Old Li, don't be so unconvinced."

"That's because you've never tried sorghum liquor!"

"Hehe, you don't have the luck to enjoy it." Qian Dajiang said smugly.

Li Huaimin was temporarily transferred to the Provincial Industrial Bureau some time ago and only recently returned, so he hadn't heard of the now-famous sorghum liquor.

He has a high alcohol tolerance and enjoys drinking, so upon hearing this, he immediately felt a little tempted.

"Dajiang, you're incredibly resourceful, why don't you get me a few bottles?" He didn't stand on ceremony with Qian Dajiang.

"How many bottles?"

"I'd be so grateful if I could get my hands on even one bottle."

"It's easy for you to say that when you're not the one suffering," Qian Dajiang said, pursing his lips.

He was indeed very resourceful, but as far as he knew, most of the sorghum liquor was exported directly to earn foreign exchange, while a small portion was distributed to the forest farm and the military reclamation farm.

Both of these are departments with strong backing, so they might not give him face.

What if you go to their door to ask for it and they refuse? How embarrassing would that be?

It's not worth getting humiliated just for a sip of wine.

Li Huaimin knew Qian Dajiang's personality well; if he could get his hands on it, he would have already made a big fuss about it.

This uncertainty stems from a lack of confidence.

"well,"

"Being a minor official in the prefectural committee is something everyone says is good."

"It's so frustrating that we can't even get a bottle of sorghum liquor."

Li Huaimin is a technically skilled official with a straightforward personality. He doesn't like socializing and his only hobby is drinking.

Now, when I hear there's good wine available, but I can't drink it myself, I feel particularly sad.

Su Qingyun listened silently to their conversation, and couldn't help but find it amusing to see their dejected expressions.

"Brother Huaimin, Brother Dajiang."

"Since you two like sorghum liquor."

"I'll give each of you ten bottles later," Su Qingyun said calmly.

"Hey, what's so great about homemade rural liquor...?"

Li Huaimin was an honest man. When he heard Su Qingyun say that he was delivering wine, he subconsciously assumed that it was homemade wine from the countryside.

It wasn't that he disliked it; it was just that his heart was filled with sorghum liquor, and he couldn't bring himself to drink any other kind of liquor.

However, Qian Dajiang suddenly paused.

"etc!"

He had been handling cases for many years and had a sharp mind, but he was almost led astray by Li Huaimin at first.

But upon closer reflection, something felt off.

Su Qingyun is talking about sorghum liquor as if it were real liquor!

"Qingyun, what kind of wine did you say you were going to give me?" Qian Dajiang asked, puzzled.

"Sorghum liquor, ah."

"Didn't you say you liked to drink it?" Su Qingyun said casually.

Qian Dajiang slapped his thigh, realizing he hadn't misheard.

"What? You have sorghum liquor?"

"You just said you wanted to give me a few bottles?" The straightforward Li Huaimin perked up immediately upon hearing about the sorghum liquor.

"Ten bottles."

"We don't have much stock left during the Chinese New Year," Su Qingyun said calmly.

But Li Huaimin got excited, "Wow, buddy, you're not kidding me, are you?"

He looked Su Qingyun up and down. He saw that Su Qingyun was dressed in a suit and had a dignified appearance. He was standing on this podium and did not seem like someone who would talk nonsense.

Leave your address.

"The wine will definitely be delivered tomorrow."

Su Qingyun's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a strong sense of confidence.

Qian Dajiang gasped. "Brother, what exactly do you do for a living?"