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

Therefore, Zhao Xiaoling is very likely to be the successor.

Although she is still quite inexperienced.

But their abilities should be quite good.

Su Qingyun has a very clear understanding of the situation.

To succeed,

Organizational support is essential.

Whether it is the upper level,

Still at the grassroots level.

If you maintain a good relationship,

Both are twice as effective with half the effort.

then,

He decided,

Get along well with Zhao Xiaoling.

But it's just...

This vice president has a bit of a nymphomaniac tendency.

The way I'm looking at myself seems a bit off...

There's no time to worry about that now.

"Really?"

Hearing Su Qingyun's invitation,

Zhao Xiaoling was both surprised and delighted.

A pair of bright, sparkling eyes.

Last time, she was ruthlessly rejected by Lin Xiaowen.

I hid in my dorm and cried for half the night.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingyun took the initiative to invite him.

"But what about Secretary Lin...?"

Zhao Xiaoling looked at Lin Xiaowen with lingering fear.

Don't be fooled by his friendly chatter with the secretaries.

Once you put on a stern face

It was rather frightening.

"It's okay, I'll talk to him about it."

Su Qingyun smiled.

Third Grandfather was terrified by what Tong Wenju did.

They were afraid that leaders would come to the village to cause trouble.

right now,

The farm is Lin Xiaowen's lifeblood.

No one can sabotage this.

"That's great!"

Zhao Xiaoling beamed with joy.

To do a good job,

The most important thing is to integrate with the grassroots.

Just now,

She saw Su Qingyun with her own eyes.

The weight they hold in the hearts of the secretaries.

As long as Su Qingyun's support is available.

I'm safe as long as I'm on the riverbank.

The work will be easier to carry out.

"Alright, it's a deal!"

She was practically ready to pinky swear with Su Qingyun.

The three matters were successfully finalized.

Everyone was very happy.

"Let's go to the commune's small canteen, it's on me."

Qiu Tingjiang waved his hand.

It was almost noon, lunchtime.

He was able to keep these secretaries in check.

It also involves a combination of kindness and severity.

Strictness is necessary when it's appropriate.

They need to build a relationship.

That's clear.

"President Qiu, it's almost Chinese New Year."

"Still eating at the commune canteen?"

Old Gao pursed his lips.

This was a few years ago.

The commune's small canteen was quite good.

At least we can eat meat.

But this year,

Each village implemented a household contract responsibility system.

My fanny pack is all bulging.

They were somewhat disgusted by the commune's small canteen, finding it lacking in class.

"What else do you want to eat, you son of a bitch?"

"There are regulations regarding the commune's hospitality expenses!"

"I want to eat at the Friendship Hotel in the provincial capital. Are you going to pay for it?"

Qiu Tingjiang immediately launched into a tirade.

"Hehe, even if you sold me, I still couldn't afford to eat at the Friendship Hotel."

Lao Gao got a lecture.

I'm not angry.

He chuckled foolishly, looking embarrassed and embarrassed.

He's very cunning.

I never do anything that would put me at a disadvantage.

They always manage to get a good deal.

Qiu Tingjiang yelled at Lao Gao, the one who had stood out.

Then he led the way out.

no way,

Make bricks without straw.

He wanted to make sure everyone ate well.

But the commune was poor.

The standard for one person is two ounces of meat.

Not even a little more.

This was something he had painstakingly saved up.

We arrived at the entrance of the commune's small canteen.

Everyone was suddenly stunned.

Only a horse-drawn carriage was visible.

They're currently unloading cargo there.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"I didn't get a receipt to buy anything."

"Xiao Zhao, do you know about this?"

Qiu Tingjiang looked at Zhao Xiaoling with a puzzled expression.

"I don't know either."

Zhao Xiaoling quickly shook her head.

She dared not inquire about matters of finance.

That's strange.

"The commune was so poor it was practically bankrupt."

"How could you afford such a huge truckload of goods?"

Qiu Tingjiang, with his hands behind his back, wanted to ask the canteen director for clarification.

At this moment, Su Qingyun suddenly spoke.

"President Qiu,"

"These were sent by someone."

"A small token of my appreciation: some local produce from our own farm."

"I was afraid you wouldn't agree to take it, so I'm doing it first and asking for your permission later."

Su Qingyun said with a smile.

Gift-giving is also an art.

You must cater to their preferences.

You also need to make the other person feel respected.

"You, you, you're still trying to pull this on me."

Qiu Tingjiang pointed at Su Qingyun with his finger.

His tone was very dissatisfied.

But he smiled.

This kid,

sensible!

"Now we'll have something delicious to eat!"

Old Gao rushed over first.

"Wow!"

"Goodness."

"There's a big carp!"

"We have speckled chickens!"

"What is this?"

"venison."

Su Qingliang, who was delivering the goods, made a casual remark.

He was Su Qingyun's cousin.

Highly trusted.

Therefore, he was assigned the task of delivering New Year's goods to the commune.

His eyes were fixed on Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun nodded slightly.

Su Qingliang then continued his introduction.

"There are still a few barrels of wine here, everyone can have a taste."

As he spoke,

A cup was pulled open with a swish.

Below, dozens of bottles of wine were stacked.

There is a crystal-clear sorghum liquor.

There is also amber-colored medicinal wine.

"My goodness!"

"Hong Yun, you're really generous!"

"I heard this wine is sold to the Russians."

"Ten yuan for one bottle?"

Old Gao's eyes widened in disbelief.

Beidahuang sorghum liquor

It is very famous.

Everyone has heard of it.

Which of these village secretaries can't drink a pound of baijiu?

They're all so hungry!

but,

Very few people have ever drunk it.

It's because this wine is so popular.

Besides the forest farm and the military reclamation farm, which were the two major units that supported Su Qingyun in the early days.

They can get a certain share of the output.

The rest of the wine,

It's all monopolized by Wings of Moscow.

A bottle of sorghum liquor sells for three rubles in Russia.

That's equivalent to ten yuan.

In short supply!

The villagers said they couldn't afford it.

Even if you're willing to spend the money,

It's also unavailable.

"It's Chinese New Year, everyone is happy."

"Let's drink to our hearts' content today!"

Su Qingyun said with a smile.

It's not like later generations yet.

There are regulations on integrity.

As long as it's not too excessive, it's basically up to you.

"Hong Yun, you can drink more."

"Don't let your third grandfather drink too much."

"I've heard that deer antler wine is incredibly potent."

"Don't go back and tire out your third grandmother."

Old Gao chuckled mischievously.

"I'll curse your ancestors!"

Lin Xiaowen's face darkened.

"Haha, those who drink deer antler wine should know their place."

"Don't go home and ruin the kang (heated brick bed)."

Everyone laughed and chatted as they entered the cafeteria.

Zhao Xiaoling, who was lagging behind,

However, her face was flushed.

Although it is grassroots work,

We need to be grounded in reality.

But they were talking...

That's too much of a diet that includes both meat and vegetables.

Zhao Xiaoling is not married yet.

How could I stand all this?

"President Xiaoling, they're actually not bad people."

"It's just that I've worked in rural areas for a long time, so I'm a bit rough around the edges."

Su Qingyun felt that

Working alongside a bunch of rough, unrefined men.

It must have been really tough on Zhao Xiaoling.

"It's okay, I will definitely gain everyone's recognition as soon as possible."

Zhao Xiaoling's eyes revealed determination.

Su Qingyun was slightly surprised.

This woman may appear delicate, but she is not.

But deep down, there's a stubborn streak.