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Chapter two hundred and ninetieth: life must be happy

Damn it, that kid’s bonus plus apprenticeship wages are more than my monthly income as a deputy major. The hydraulic components factory is too good!”

"What about this and that? Just say they are giving away bonuses indiscriminately!"

"Don't you think so?"

"I beg to differ!"

"Why?"

"The factory is contracted by Huang Daozhou, but he is willing to pay the workers. What does it mean?"

"Contractor Huang Daozhou's bonus is less?"

"That's right! Such factory directors and workers like this the most. Of course they are willing to work hard. It is said that the output value of the hydraulic components factory has doubled and it has long turned a profit."

"It's not simple. It seems that Huang Daozhou is a character!"

"Of course, you have seen it. He is definitely a hero and a good man. It is really enviable!"

"Oh! I don't envy you if you make money by contracting a factory. If there is any trouble, it can scare people to death. What I envy is their good son who can write lyrics, compose music, play the piano, and sing!"

"Me too! It is far more satisfying to have a son with a future than to have a fortune."

"A rich family? We are a socialist country and we must enter!"

"That's right! It's better to be more stable!"

"Your thinking is outdated. It is a national policy to let some people get rich first. We should encourage the people to get rich."

"Yes, you are right!"

"Zhuang Daozhou's advanced deeds are quite typical, and our Industrial Bureau must also tap such talents."

"Yes, yes, we should encourage contract management and encourage more rewards for more work."

Hearing everyone talking, even Director Qin, who was standing next to Huang Daozhou, felt honored. He straightened up and kept greeting the familiar cadres.

Zhang Chunmei was being summoned by her happy mother. The director, secretary and other cadres of Dongfanghong Cloth Factory all exaggerated Chunmei's singing ability and said that Zhang's mother was lucky.

They also inquired about Huang Han and Huang Daozhou.

When introducing to the leaders and colleagues, Zhang’s mother mentioned that Huang Han, my Chunmei, and Secretary Shen’s daughter Shen Xiaorong were classmates and good friends. Last summer, they went to the provincial radio station with Deputy County Magistrate Jiang to record together, which aroused everyone’s envy.

All in all, Huang Daozhou and Huang Han were remembered by many cadres on this day. If they become familiar with each other, it will definitely be easier for them to do things in the future.

Cheng Shengli, one of the advanced individuals in Sanshui County, was in a state of excitement at the moment because he finally saw his son's performance with his own eyes. At that moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

After taking photos with the leaders, when Cheng Wenge happily came to Cheng Shengli, he was startled and asked: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I feel so comfortable. I have never felt so comfortable."

"Then why are your eyes red?"

Cheng Shengli was embarrassed to let his son know that he was bursting with tears just now, so he covered it up: "I just stared at your performance with wide eyes, but I didn't expect a midge flew in, causing me to rub it for a long time."

Cheng Wenge was much smarter now, and he said deliberately: "I thought you had cried!"

"Go, go, go, I am a member of the People's Liberation Army who bleeds but does not shed tears. How could I cry?"

Cheng Wenge nodded exaggeratedly and said, "I choose to believe it."

"You kid!" Cheng Shengli wanted to hug his son, but found that his son was already almost as tall as him, so he simply half-hugged his son's shoulders. The two of them looked a bit like brothers.

Qian Guodong on the other side was also filled with emotion. He patted his son who was taller than him on the shoulder, but was speechless!

Qian Aiguo was very satisfied with his performance today and said: "Dad, I still remember you saying that my singing made you feel as uncomfortable as if you couldn't get your daddy out! How was my singing today?"

"I was wrong. I heard you singing today. You probably sang three lines. It was really nice."

"There should be some of our neighbors watching the performance at the People's Theater today!"

"There must be. There are many people here today, probably more than two thousand."

"I'm afraid they won't laugh at me anymore!"

"When did people laugh at you?"

"Often! I always hear people laughing when I am practicing my voice!"

"Haha, to be honest, when you opened your mouth, I wanted to laugh too!"

"Huang Han always said that hard work makes up for failure, and I firmly believe it now. One day I will be able to sing the entire song."

"I believe that if you work so hard and have such a good teacher Qiu to teach you, you will definitely get better and better as you sing!"

"Well! Teacher Qiu praised me for my rapid progress a few days ago!"

After greeting Director Qin and chatting for a while, Huang Han's sharp eyes saw Secretary Chen of the Education Bureau, Director He and Principal Guo of the Experimental Middle School.

He quickly pulled Cheng Wenge and Qian Aiguo over and said loudly: "Secretary Chen, Director He, and Principal Guo!"

Secretary Chen said: "Huang Han, haha, hello, hello, your performance was very successful today, congratulations!"

Director He and Principal Guo also said, "Well done to you!"

"Secretary Chen, Director He, Principal Guo, these are my classmates Cheng Wenge and Qian Aiguo. They play the guitar the best."

The three leaders nodded and said: "We heard and saw today that she really played well and performed well. We must guard against arrogance and impetuosity and continue to work hard."

"Report to the leadership and we will work hard."

Of course Cheng Wenge and Qian Aiguo knew that Huang Han's purpose was to leave an impression on them in the mind of the principal of the Experimental Middle School, so they quickly bowed and called for help.

At this time, the three leaders all showed an approachable and approachable image. They asked Huang Han about the study status of the three of them, and asked Huang Han whether he had published any more compositions recently? Did he compose lyrics and music?

Qian Guodong should know the master of the photo studio, so he quietly went to say hello.

Therefore, Secretary Chen and Director He, who were chatting, heard the photographer calling and asked them to take a photo with Huang Han and the other three.

Leaders who participated in such meetings all wanted to be photographed. Today, neither the Education Bureau nor the Experimental Middle School were the protagonists, so no one would go out of their way to take photos of them.

After hearing the request from the master of the photo studio, Secretary Chen and the other two people immediately stood up with their chests raised and their bellies raised. The shutters clicked, clicked, and the precious photos that were destined to be shown off by the Experimental Middle School and the Sanshui County Education Bureau were about to be released.

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However, in the past year or two, this photo will definitely be a prop for Qian Guodong and Cheng Shengli to show off to their colleagues, relatives and friends.

On one side of the stage, a cheerful Qin Shuzhen held Shen Xiaorong's hand and chatted happily with her colleagues.

But Shen Xiaorong seemed to be absent-minded, her beautiful eyes kept searching for Huang Han in the crowd...

On the night of May Day, "The Things Happen Restaurant" came back with more than a dozen groups of customers, because three days ago the tables were fully booked by many individuals and organizations who wanted to celebrate.

If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon!
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