Chapter 221 She can’t attend this meeting
Principal Cui said excitedly, "Yes, yes, Xiaonuan is from Nanshan County. We are a family."
He was the most excited.
Even the old businessman was a little jealous.
According to the specifications, Lao Cui may not be on an equal footing with him from now on.
Although I feel sour, there is a staff cadre college in Nanshan County, which is the glory of every Nanshan County person.
Wait until September this year. All the major factories and institutions in the province will send people to study. By then, Nanshan County will no longer be the Nanshan County it used to be.
Deputy County Zhao said happily: "I'm going to the post office to call Kou County to tell the good news. We will also meet Mr. Hu and the teachers in the afternoon. We will think about how to talk to those teachers..."
Then Deputy County Zhao said: "Xiao Nuan, you also want to participate. You are smart and insightful. You can give us your opinions and ideas."
Song Yunuan thought for a while, she couldn't attend this meeting.
After all, it is an official meeting, not a private congress.
Deputy County Zhao said this to tell her that Nanshan County would remember her contribution and would not do the immoral thing of burning bridges across rivers.
Specifically, she has decision-making power on school matters.
This is amazing.
Song Yunuan declined with a smile, saying that she was going to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books and to take her brother out to play.
But she said that if she were a teacher in these universities, while teaching and educating people and supporting the local area, she would be very happy if the living environment was comfortable.
The four words "luckily miss Shu" are not for nothing.
Deputy Zhao was impressed by the little girl's intelligence.
Yeah, very smart.
I don’t know what my career will be like given time.
At this time, Deputy County Zhao really wanted to make friends with Song Yunuan.
Rather than looking at Mr. Ji and Mr. Hu's face.
The group of people were on the roadside, not far from the guest house.
Then there is the post office not far away, and Deputy County Zhao wants to make a call with Secretary Xu.
Principal Cui said that he would go to Xinhua Bookstore first, and then take Song Yunuan and Xiao Asheng to eat delicious food at noon. The old businessman said that he would also go to Xinhua Bookstore, so the four of them went to Xinhua Bookstore together.
Unexpectedly, Song Yunuan still knew someone in Xinhua Bookstore. Director Wang greeted Song Yunuan happily when he saw her. Of course, Lao Shang and Lao Wang were also old acquaintances.
After all, Xinhua Bookstore is also responsible for the overall distribution of textbooks to various places every year.
Director Wang said to Song Yunuan: "The response to your Adventures of Little Stone is getting better and better. I'm afraid the editor-in-chief wants to discuss publishing a book with you."
The old businessman was stunned and asked Song Yunuan in shock: "You wrote The Adventures of Little Stone. Hey, my youngest son has read it five times. The pen name is Song Yunuan. I thought it was just a pen name. I Where's the sky..."
Then he added: "I just said that I forgot something. It turned out that I wanted to tell you about it."
Principal Cui said, "I knew it a long time ago, and I thought you knew it too."
Old Shang blinked, this Song Yunuan is so talented, given time, it will be amazing.
Director Wang laughed. Several people were talking in his office, and then Song Yunuan said that he would take his brother to choose some books.
Lao Shang stayed to discuss with Lao Wang the textbooks for the new semester.
At this time, Mr. Hu was completely different from what he had been during the meeting.
He paced restlessly back and forth in the office.
Mr. Hu is now a consultant to the Provincial Education Center. Although he is a consultant, he has real power.
There is no way, the education sector still needs the old man to come out and give it a shake.
In 1980, the joint entrance examination will be held soon. Although this year's policy is the same as in previous years, this is the last year.
Of course not the final year joint entrance examination.
But in the last year, there are no restrictions on fresh graduates and previous graduates, as well as educational level and age.
And the textbooks need to be reformulated.
Nowadays, Beiquan Province has a five-year primary school system, a three-year junior high school system, and a two-year high school system.
There is an intention to change high school to three years.
Education involves the most issues, is also the most important, and has the most far-reaching impact.
After all, it has been put forward now that science and technology are the primary productive forces.
Education will be a top priority in the future.
In the provincial capital, Mr. Hu needs to be in charge.
And Mr. Hu was also the host of today's meeting. At the meeting, no one saw anything unusual about Mr. Hu.
But after the meeting, Mr. Hu walked back and forth in the office anxiously.
He's waiting for a call.
Mr. Hu always wears glasses.
When you take off your glasses, you can see that the circles under his eyes are blue. It's obvious that he didn't get a good rest last night.
It's because his brother's two grandsons were kidnapped in the department store yesterday.
Mr. Hu now only has one relative, his younger brother, and his younger brother's two grandsons are no different from his own grandsons.
I didn't dare to make a big fuss about finding the missing person. If the kidnapper got anxious, I would kill the two children and it would be all over.
And no one knows whose child this is.
You can't let anyone know that you are related to Mr. Hu.
Hu Lao has peaches and plums all over the world.
But they only found trusted ones. For example, the wife of Director Mei of the No. 1 Shoe Factory came from the police.
I had been in contact yesterday, and then received a call in the early morning saying that there was a clue.
But there has been no feedback so far, and he doesn't dare to call to ask.
It's going back and forth. Finally he received a call from Director Mei, telling him that the two children had been rescued, along with three children and two girls.
That criminal gang was also wiped out.
Everyone has been brought back and is being interrogated.
Mr. Hu was extremely pleasantly surprised and breathed a long sigh of relief.
At this time, in the Luo family, Luo Zhiwu, who had fallen asleep after returning home last night, was squatting at the door of his house. Luo's father and mother were both gluing matchboxes.
This is a job picked up from the street.
I don’t earn much, but I can supplement my family income.
Otherwise, the retirement salary is not enough to do anything.
Luo's mother had no job to begin with, and Luo's father retired early for the sake of his son, but as a result, he was fired after working for only one year.
He was beaten and scolded.
But it was of no use.
Seeing that his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, his head was wilted, and he was too lazy to care about his life or death.
Then the thin man Liu Wen and the fat man Bart also appeared with a bruised nose and face.
This is a workers' compound, all with tube buildings, and there are probably thousands of households.
Luo Zhiwu's house was on the first floor, and the three of them were squatting there muttering.
They were talking about what happened last night, and it turned out that the little girl they saw was a real person.
They were also forced by her to go to the police station to provide clues.
These are all real events, not dreams.
Seeing the three people gathering together, Luo's mother stood up with a frown. As soon as she walked to the door, she saw four or five people coming not far away, two of them were police officers.
He came straight in the direction of his home.
Luo's mother's vision went dark, and she grabbed the door handle next to her to prevent herself from falling. Then Luo's father also stood up in shock.
Mrs. Luo was cooking in the kitchen next to her, shedding tears while cooking.
There is no end to life like this, and I want to strangle Luo Zhiwu to death.