Yu Jingjing was extremely nervous on the side. She kept looking at Song Lihai. If it were revealed at this time that Song Lihai was Qin Mingshan's secretary, I wonder if Mr. Yue would be happy.
But Song Lihai looked calm. Yu Jingjing didn't know what this man was thinking. He mentioned the job for the first time when they met. Was he too impatient?
Unexpectedly, after Mr. Yue looked at Song Lihai, he asked him: "What position do you want to take in Anqing County?"
Song Lihai looked at Mr. Yue and responded: "Grandpa Yue, Anqing County is the poorest county in Liangzhou Province, and it is also the lowest ranked county in Yinhai City."
"Anqing County is a mountainous area. I think if I want to go to Anqing County, I have to rely on the mountains and turn the mountains into treasures. Building roads is definitely the first step. If the roads cannot be entered, all my ideas will be in vain."
"Stay in the city, follow the leader, don't worry, don't be anxious, if the sky falls, the leader will hold up, and if I go to the county, I will be given a county magistrate at my level."
"Grandpa Yue, I want to be able to withstand the hard times while I am still young, and have the strength to climb the mountains no matter how difficult they are. I want to do something for the mountainous areas."
"Grandpa Yue, this idea was vague before. After seeing you, grandpa, this idea became clear. Our generation has enjoyed too many dividends brought by the older generation."
"It is you who have shed your blood and sacrificed your life that have made us prosperous and prosperous today. If we all stay in big cities and think about our own small lives, when will the mountain villages change their poverty and backwardness?"
"Grandpa Yue, there are basically no young people in mountain villages now. Young people are running to big cities, or at worst to towns or counties."
"Of course, this is also related to the fact that there is no future in mountain villages. Without the support of industry, it is difficult for young people to survive in mountain villages. It is not that they do not come to the city to work to support themselves and their families."
"Grandpa Yue, if I go to Anqing County to be the county magistrate, I will have to bear such responsibilities and obligations on my own shoulders. Therefore, I am also hesitating and concluding. Can I shoulder such responsibilities? ?”
"Anqing County is a large county with a population of six to seven million people, and it is also an old revolutionary area. Although I have never been to Anqing County, I still know a little about the history of Anqing County."
"Once I apply for a job in the county, I have to be ruthless and have the perseverance to change Anqing County, instead of coming back to the city just to pay the money to go to the county."
Song Lihai looked at Mr. Yue and expressed his inner thoughts with a serious face.
With the conscience of heaven and earth, Song Lihai didn't want to take advantage of Mr. Yue. He just wanted to hear what this old man thought.
The old man's age is here, and his experience is here. I'm afraid he has crossed more bridges than Song Lihai.
Mr. Yue had also been listening carefully to what the young man said, which made Yu Jingjing on the side sweat.
However, Yu Jingjing was also fascinated by what Song Lihai was talking about. If she had heard him say this a few months earlier, Yu Jingjing would have immediately asked her father to help this young man realize his wishes and ideals.
At this moment, Yu Jingjing had a feeling of regretting seeing each other too late, and this feeling instantly spread to all the cells in her body.
When Yu Jingjing looked at this brother Song again, why did Yu Jingjing feel that he was suddenly so tall and handsome, and so shining like the sun?
Moreover, Song Lihai and Wu Zidong were so different. In Yinhai City, Wu Zidong knew how to lead Yu Jingjing to run rampant.
Once when he followed Wu Zidong out, a young man glanced at Yu Jingjing a few times, but Wu Zidong slapped her twice. If Yu Jingjing hadn't dragged Wu Zidong away, that young man wouldn't have known how many times Wu Zidong would have been beaten. slap.
They are both secretaries, but they are completely different.
If she had known Song Lihai earlier, she would have asked her father to use a secretary like this instead of a guy like Wu Zidong who relied on his power, even if Wu Zidong really treated her with care and care like a princess.
But now, Yu Jingjing is nothing. She doesn't know whether her father will become a prisoner.
Thinking of this, Yu Jingjing felt particularly uncomfortable for some reason, and her eyes subconsciously turned to Mr. Yue.
Mr. Yue had forgotten that this young man was here to play chess with him. The chessboard was still there, but he did not urge the boy to play chess. Instead, he looked excited after Song Lihai's words.
"Ghost girl, where did you meet Brother Song? He has such a good idea. You ghost girl, you should recommend him to your dad instead of bringing him to the old man to play chess with me."
"The times belong to you young people, and young people must dare to take a path that others have not traveled before."
"Because you are young, you have the capital to try and make mistakes, and you have the passion and motivation."
"Little guy, the old man was also young. When I sneaked into the Red Army, I was only sixteen years old. The old leader saw that I was thin and dark, so he asked me to take care of the army's horses."
"I followed the old leader step by step from raising horses to conquering the country. You kid, give your name to the old man, and I will personally recommend it to you."
"If you dare not build Anqing County well, I will crawl back to Anqing County and teach you a lesson."
As Mr. Yue spoke, he asked Song Li to tell his name.
Not to mention Song Lihai, even Yu Jingjing was immediately dumbfounded.
