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Chapter Three 2. Red Bean Acacia (2)

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    Yan Ruqing had a vague desire to become the deputy editor-in-chief of "Huangguoshu". If he could become the deputy editor-in-chief, maybe his potential in some aspects would be stimulated, and it would be of great help to improve his usual melancholy mood.  helpful.

    However, one morning, when he went to the reception room to pick up letters, he passed by the ** Office of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and heard several leaders of the party group talking about him, so he stopped to listen to a few more words.

    A leader emphasized that Yan Ruqing is talented, graduated from a prestigious school, and is honest and pure.

    Yan Ruqing was very moved.  It seems that the leader still appreciates him. A leader is a leader. You have to look at people in a positive way, so that people's enthusiasm can be mobilized.

    Just as he was about to walk away, he was stopped by another voice, and his heart skipped a beat, because this voice coughed first, which was obviously a prelude to expressing different opinions.

    Sure enough, another voice said, Xiaoyan is good, and it is rare to come to support Guizhou.  However, his unmarried cohabitation had a very bad impact, too bad!  Be careful with his consideration!

    The wind has changed!

    The third voice continued: "Yes! Yes! In comparison, Xiao Ruan is more stable. Although Xiao Ruan is weaker than Xiao Yan in terms of talent, the key to work is not talent, but reliability. Xiao Ruan is loyal.  To be honest, it¡¯s been a long time since I came to the agency, and everyone has seen it"

    The fourth voice was decisive: "Needless to say, Xiao Ruan is a party member, so of course only Xiao Ruan can be considered!"

    The fifth voice added softly, as if talking to himself: "Yes, just because he is an old Guang and not from Guizhou, this position should not be given to him"

    Yan Ruqing didn't know how she got back to her office.

    In front of the writing desk, he picked up the cover of a magazine he was designing, felt nothing, and put it down again.

    Yan Ruqing just sat there, stunned for a while, and suddenly realized clearly that he is an old Guang, and should go back to his hometown

    As if suddenly waking up, two lines of tears flowed down my face.

    He didn't go to the dining hall to eat at noon.  I have no appetite, and I feel very uncomfortable in my stomach even after drinking the plain water I always like to drink.

    That afternoon, he called Mr. Su and got through, but he didn't know what to say.

    The considerate President Su heard Yan Ruqing's depression from the dull voice coming from the microphone, and asked repeatedly, but Yan Ruqing couldn't tell the reason.

    "Xiaoyan, come and sit down?"

    "I still have to go to work."

    "What class do you go to, your class, it doesn't matter if you don't go to it."

    Yan Ruqing didn't have the courage to leave the office immediately.  He hesitated, not knowing what to do.

    "Then, how about it, come and have dinner with me after get off work!"

    The businessman is most tired of crooked emotions and unclear entanglements. If it were someone else, Mr. Su would have hung up the phone long ago.  But he is Yan Ruqing, President Su treats him very tolerantly.

    Mr. Su said: "I asked someone to make some soup, would you come over and drink?"

    Yan Ruqing said that she was in a bad mood and had no appetite.  Moreover, his stomach seemed to be aching from the cold throughout the winter.

    "Is that so? You have a cold stomach." Mr. Su said, "You should eat some chili."

    Yan Ruqing went to see Mr. Su after get off work, and the two went to a noodle restaurant in the south of the city to eat Changwang noodles.

    Intestine Wang Noodles is a famous snack in Yunnan and Guizhou. The refreshing mung bean sprouts are spread on the bottom of the bowl. The noodles are extra-stringy, covered with tender blood and pig intestines, and crispy meat whistle, with a thin layer of chili oil on top.  The production process of the oil is very complicated, and various seasonings such as fermented bean curd are added, so it is fragrant but not greasy.  A bowl of noodles is delicious and warms the stomach, and two bowls will warm the whole body and restore vitality.  Yan Ruqing used to be afraid of spicy food and dared not eat it, but now that she ate it, she felt that it was so delicious and delightful, and she was even more emotional.

    After eating Changwang noodles, Mr. Su wanted to take Yan Ruqing to the Liangguang Guild Hall, which is now the No. 3 Middle School of Yungui City. Yan Ruqing asked, "Where is the Guild Hall?"

    In the twilight of the evening, he saw a mysterious old man passing by the Nanming River, as if he was going to talk to him, but after looking at him, he passed by.  Is it the old storyteller that Aha once mentioned?  Recently, there have been more and more strange and weird people in the city.

    Seeing his hesitant and dazed appearance, Mr. Su said with a smile: "Let's say you and I go back to the 1920s."

    The two walked away with the wind in their footsteps.

    The Liangguang Guild Hall, also known as the Liuqiao Pool Pavilion, was built by the Guangdong and Guangxi tourist architects in the Qing Dynasty on the south side of the Yongxiang Temple of the Liudong Bridge on the Nanming River.  The adjacent single-hole stone bridge, during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, was densely forested and surrounded by rivers.Love this one.  But whose paintings are people buying?  Have you improved your life by selling paintings?  No one here will consume art at all¡ªdon¡¯t be afraid that your art will become a consumer product. In this era, what can be consumed can survive.  "

    Yan Ruqing couldn't hold on anymore, so she said: "Then you agree with me going back?"

    "Go back, let's go back, our hometown is developing rapidly, and the literary and art circles are also treated well. You are different from me. There is no opportunity for you to develop here, understand?"

    Yan Ruqing lowered her head, her voice was like a slut: "I can't worry about it, aha"

    "That Bouyei girl?" Mr. Su tilted his head to look at him.

    "That's her."

    "Or take her away? It seems that you don't want to take her away, so forget it! There are fragrant grasses everywhere at the end of the world. How about I help you look after her and take her there after you figure it out?"

    Yan Ruqing neither nodded nor shook her head.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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