Su Mingyang arrived at the convoy before 7 o'clock in the morning. After cleaning the two houses, he turned on boiling water, picked up the newspaper and started reading.

"Hmph!" Han Xue walked in and saw Su Mingyang sitting there like a leader, looking at the newspaper, and couldn't help but snorting coldly. During this period, as Su Mingyang wrote the manuscripts, Qi Lirong's attitude towards him became better and better, and she ignored herself, which made her feel very uncomfortable. The more she looked at him, the more she became disliked, and the more she looked at him, the more angry she became.

In addition, Han Xue also wanted to participate in a correspondent training class before. She went to Hu Chengping and Qi Lirong also helped her to plead for her, but there were too few places and there were many people who wanted to go. Han Xue had not even had a single article, so how could Hu Chengping let her go? But now, Hu Chengping took the initiative to give Su Mingyang a precious place, which made her feel very uncomfortable. Isn’t it just that he published two bullshit articles? What’s so amazing!

Su Mingyang pretended not to hear Han Xue's unfriendly attitude. He was too lazy to pay attention to such people and continued to look at his newspaper. It was not until Qi Lirong came in that he put down the newspaper, stood up and said, "Secretary Qi, you are here."

Qi Lirong nodded and said, "Xiao Su, how is that report written?"

Su Mingyang said: "Secretary Qi, I have finished writing. I will go to the Party Office to ask Secretary Hu to take a look and check it out."

"Okay, go, you must be fine with what you wrote!" Qi Lirong said confidently.

Seeing that it was time to go to work, Su Mingyang came to Duanmen Office building and found Hu Chengping, took out the 800-word manuscript and handed it to him and said, "Secretary Hu, isn't you asked the correspondent training class to bring a manuscript? I wrote one, please help me see it."

Hu Chengping took the manuscript and did not read it immediately, but said: "Xiao Su, you are a versatile person now. Communication reports, novels, and essays are published one after another, and it is very unstoppable. Why didn't I find you before?"

Su Mingyang smiled and said, "Secretary Hu, I used to write things to entertain myself and didn't contribute at all. Where did you find me?"

Hu Chengping laughed when he heard Su Mingyang say this: "Yes, it's not too late to find out now. As long as the literary works are published in the Liaocheng Railway Newspaper, they can be regarded as our report task. When you have nothing to do in the future, you can write more, and I will give you a reward if you publish them."

Su Mingyang said: "I have written seven or eight articles during this period, and I have submitted them to the Liaocheng Railway Newspaper. I guess I can publish one or two articles for me."

Hu Chengping smiled and said, "You'll do this right. You must write more if you have nothing to do." As he said that, he opened the manuscript in his hand and started reading it.

Worker inventor?

When Su Mingyang finalized the topic of the little inventor on the train was changed to a worker inventor!

When Hu Chengping saw this title, his eyes lit up. What could a worker on a train section invent? He couldn't help but read it. After reading it for more than 800 words in one go, he suddenly realized that it was like that!

With Hu Chengping’s experience in external publicity for so many years, he can see the value of this article at a glance. He found extraordinary things in ordinary things. The editor likes such manuscripts very much, and Su Mingyang wrote them vividly and touchingly. It would be unreasonable not to publish such manuscripts!

Hu Chengping couldn't help but applaud and said to Su Mingyang: "Xiao Su, this manuscript is written so well. If you use this manuscript to participate in the correspondent training class, the editor will definitely like it!"

"Thank you for your advice!" Su Mingyang said, taking out the 600-word manuscript from the envelope and said, "Secretary Hu, I think it may be a bit hopeful to submit this manuscript to People's Railway. Therefore, I refined it a little more and compressed it to 600-word. I'm going to give it a try. You can stamp it."

"No problem, no problem!" Hu Chengping took the manuscript and opened it and read it again. He couldn't help but sigh: "Xiao Su, your article is written very well and freely. I don't feel like it is written by a newcomer at all, but rather like it is written by a senior old correspondent."

Su Mingyang smiled and said, "Secretary Hu, stop praising me. If you praise me again, you won't know the southeast, southwest and northeast!"

"I'm not praising this, but to be honest, the manuscript is indeed well written!" Hu Chengping said as he opened the roll cabinet, took out the official seal of the Party Committee and handed the manuscript to Su Mingyang and said, "Xiao Su, please go and post it quickly. Remember, come to me on time at 1:30 p.m. next Monday."

"Okay, Secretary Hu, goodbye!" Su Mingyang came out of the Party Committee office and went downstairs to pick up the motorcycle and went to the post office.

Su Mingyang returned to Duanli and went downstairs to the flight attendant's building. As soon as he stopped, Zhang Ming came out of nowhere and said, "Mingyang, where have you gone? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhang Ming played with Su Mingyang since he was a child, otherwise he would not be able to lend him such a expensive motorcycle. It was just an accident that Su Mingyang did not blame him.

When Su Mingyang saw Zhang Ming coming to Duan Li, he couldn't help but ask: "Why are you here at the company? Is there anything wrong?

Zhang Ming said: "There is something urgent at home to ask me to go to my second uncle's house. You borrow the motorcycle and I will send it back to you tomorrow."

Evolution is a township below Longjiang City, more than 30 kilometers away from the urban area, and there is no train there. There is only one bus every day. When you go in the morning and return in the evening, the traffic is very inconvenient.

"Okay, you can ride it!" Su Mingyang got down and handed the motorcycle to Zhang Ming. Zhang Ming said thank you and rode on the motorcycle and left in a hurry.

It was not until after 8 o'clock the next night that Su Mingyang was watching TV at home that Zhang Ming knocked on the door and entered the house, returned the motorcycle keys and said, "Mingyang, I'm just coming back. I've stored the car in the carport for you and filled the oil for you, but the car is a little dirty and I don't have time to brush it for you. You can clean it by yourself tomorrow."

Su Mingyang said: "Okay, okay, I'll try it myself tomorrow."

Zhang Ming said: "Mingyang, I have to go home quickly. My second aunt is very ill and is almost out of reach. I have to go home and tell my parents about to let them go as big customers tomorrow morning, otherwise it will be too late."

When Su Mingyang heard that it was such a big deal, he hurriedly said, "Then you go back quickly. If you need any help, I'll just say a word."

"Okay, OK!" Zhang Ming agreed and left in a hurry.

The next day was Sunday. After breakfast, Su Mingyang wanted to go to the car market to try his luck and came to the storage shed to pick up the car. When he saw that the motorcycle was not a bit dirty, it was so dirty that it was unreasonable. There was a thick layer of yellow mud sticking to the front and rear wheels, exhaust pipes, tile covers and fuel tanks. It was impossible to tell what the motorcycle originally looked like!
Chapter completed!