Chapter 173 The scenery of Yanjing is not as good as the city, and it has been rising every year since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

It was approaching noon, and a heavy rain was coming.

The sky above Pujiang City began to darken immediately.

At this moment, the hearts of those who were still in the conference room were as bright as a bright mirror.

"Zhang Chu, you must consider this matter carefully," Lao Li from the People's Bank of China said with concern:

"This comrade from Oriental Metropolis Daily has given us extraordinary help."

"Oriental... Metropolis Newspaper?" Section Chief Wu on the side murmured to himself: "I remembered, is it the one with the cartoons painted on the outer wall of the newspaper office?"

"Yes," Director Zhang nodded: "They are the ones. "Oriental Metropolis Daily" is a new newspaper launched by our city this year."

"I know," Lao Li nodded: "The recent serial novel "Latent" and the recent "Before Dawn" are all from it, right?"

"Oh," the chief of the Wu Department nodded: "When you mention it like that, I'm really impressed."

"Hey, hey," Director Zhang knocked on the poster on the table: "I'm going too far. I want you to help me think about what reward I should give to Comrade Jiangshan."

"Jiang Shan? Is he the designer of this advertising painting?"

"Well, it's him."

"What can your Propaganda Department award to people?" Section Chief Wu asked directly: "A medal or a trophy?"

Director Zhang glared: "That's all I need to ask you?"

After a brief silence,

Section Chief Wu, who was still looking at the painting, lowered his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, even if you don't mention it, we at the People's Bank of China will not let the designer's work go in vain."

"Actually," Zhang Chu's eyes also fell on the poster: "Comrade Xiao Jiang never made any request before taking on this task or after handing the work to me."

"Well," Lao Li said with emotion, "What a good comrade who can do practical things!"

"That's right," Director Zhang continued: "The more comrades like this have no demands, we as leaders cannot let them feel cold."

"That's right," Section Chief Wu, who had been deep in thought just now, said, "Don't worry, Zhang Chu, don't worry about this matter. It was originally a cooperation between our two units."

"Lao Wu, what do you mean?"

"To tell you the truth, I have thought of a very suitable reward!"

"It's not a certificate or anything like that," Director Zhang quickly explained: "I'm not saying that the certificate is meaningless, it's just..."

"Don't worry, Lao Zhang." Section Chief Wu and Comrade Lao Li looked at each other and said, "We in the People's Bank of China never waste our rewards. Have you forgotten the cloisonné tea cup from before?"

"Why, is it cloisonné again this time?"

"How is that possible? This is not the 30th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China..."

Chief Wu's voice became softer and softer as he spoke.

In the end, Zhang Chu had to lean closer to him again and again.

The efficiency of Pujiang Pedestrian Bank is indeed extraordinary.

In less than a week, people in the city and surrounding cities were walking.

Two newly launched advertising posters were posted inside and outside the door.

At the same time, a large outdoor billboard on Nanjing Road was replaced with a propaganda poster about "feeding chickens to lay eggs".

At this time, Jiang He was riding his bicycle with his third son, and when they passed under the billboard, they stopped to watch it for a while.

"Second brother," Jiang Shan, who was sitting in the back seat, patted the second brother on the shoulder: "You will also take action tomorrow."

"Don't worry," Jiang He knew that the third child was talking about the bank's advertising wall: "My painting is no worse than this."

"That is."

"Don't worry about this, keep an eye on the sauce duck, and don't fly again!"

"Don't worry, there's so much I can't finish even if I want to."

Today is the day when the Jiang family moves back to their new house.

Father Jiang and Mother Jiang have been preparing for this day since the first two days.

According to Jiang Shan's previous intention, he might as well have a meal at a state-owned restaurant.

However, Jiang Ma firmly disagreed.

If you are moving, you must make your home prosperous and lively!

So, I picked up the mountains and rivers early this morning.

At this moment, the two brothers, carrying two large bags full of sauce duck and three-yellow chicken, hurriedly ran back to the small courtyard.

At this time, the small courtyard No. 51 was already filled with friends from all walks of life.

There are Jiang’s father, Jiang’s mother’s colleagues and friends, as well as the surrounding neighbors...

"Director Jiang, congratulations, your new home is well decorated."

"Come on, let's have a cigarette first."

"Sister-in-law Jiang, let me help you for a while."

"No, no, no, it's all ready-made. Don't get your new clothes dirty."

"What's there? It's worthless."

"Lao Jiang, am I not late?"

"Why are you the only one? Didn't I ask you to bring your lover?"

"..."

One after another, the flow is endless.

Not to mention how lively it is.

Everyone came empty-handed.

According to today's custom, each person comes carrying either a pair of hot water bottles or a bed sheet.

There were piles of towels, hanging plaques, embroidered pillowcases... all piled high.

Jiang Hai and Jiang Chuan were busy serving tea and water to the guests.

A freshly painted dining table in the main room was filled with peanuts, melon seeds, fruits... toffees.

The guests, each holding a handful in their hands, were taking turns visiting the house.

Jiangshan, which had been busy dispersing smoke, took a slight turn.

I found that the room belonging to Jianghe was the busiest.

The compliments and compliments are endless.

Facing the trendy furniture in Yishui, several young people were asking questions about this and that.

At this moment, Jiang He, who had always been unable to bear the tossing, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was about to lose his ability to resist.

"Second brother," Jiang Shan came over in time: "There is someone outside looking for you."

"Oh?" Jiang He really believed it. After saying oh, he rushed out without looking back.

"What do you think everyone knows?" Jiang Shan said to several guests with a smile, "It's the same thing if you ask me."

So, a new round of questions began.

"You are the third child, right?"

"I heard that you are also a newspaper editor now."

"Do you have a partner? If not, I will introduce you to one."

"By the way, has your unit allocated rooms?"

Jiang Shan always had a smile on his face, and you asked me if I would cooperate.

More than ten minutes later, I was already arguing with the guests about where the child should go to daycare in the future.

"Third brother," Jiang He suddenly appeared outside the window: "There is someone looking for you at the door."

As soon as the second child said these words, Jiang Shan immediately laughed.

Unexpectedly, the second brother also has the ability to learn and sell immediately.

Just as he was grinning happily, another figure appeared outside the window: "Hello, Comrade Xiao Jiang."

"Director Zhang,"

Facing the sudden appearance of the guest, Jiang Shan's eyes widened in shock: "Why are you here?"

"Haha, why can't I come here?" Director Zhang said with a smile: "It seems that I really came at the right time today."

"Second brother, hurry up," Jiang Shan quickly glanced at the second brother: "Let Zhang Chu enter my room first, and I'll go see where the eldest brother is."

After a while, Jiang Shan led Jiang Hai into the room in a hurry.
To be continued...