The Spring Festival Gala is much more interesting than what is more than ten years later. Even if Jiangxi Wen watches it again, she still has relish. There are two fruit boxes, a snack plate, melon seeds, peanuts, candies, and many more. While eating, watching the show, the whole family is happy.

At twelve o'clock at night, when Sister Ni Ping finished ringing the New Year bell, the phone at home and the 100,000 firecrackers lit by Jiangxi Wen to welcome the New Year exploded.

The phone call was made by my uncle from my hometown. My uncle's home is in the countryside. In this era, there is no phone call in my hometown. Every year when the bell rings during the New Year, he would rush to the small shop in the village and use the only public phone to greet his sister Wang Yanan's family.

With the firecrackers on the side, Jiangxi Wen also ran back to the living room and said auspicious words to his uncle. The memories of childhood were always so precious. As soon as he finished speaking with his uncle, the phone at home rang again, including mother's colleagues and friends, father's colleagues and friends, many.

After answering the phone, Jiang Hong and Wang Yanan were very busy.

This made Jiangxiwen feel very friendly. People in later generations will only copy some text messages of blessing words, which makes people feel cold.

After the New Year and the Happy Days, the family had a conversation and was about to rest, the phone rang again. My father smiled and said, "There are so many phone calls this year, it's been a lot of years." As he said that, he picked up the phone.

"Happy New Year, I, Jiang Hong, who?"

"Oh? Secretary Zhou, hello, hello, happy New Year, I wish you a happy New Year. Wherever you call me personally, I am really a little flattered..."

From the father's response, Jiangxi Wen knew that the call was Zhou Xianrong, Secretary of the Yangjiang Municipal Party Committee. Judging from his father's tone, there should be nothing bad. Could it be that the tricks he designed for his father have already achieved results?

"Deputy Mayor Zhang, I know each other, but I'm not very familiar with it..."

Jiangxi Wen smiled slightly. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. Deputy Director Chen must have spread the story of himself riding Mr. Zhang's car, which attracted Zhou Xianrong to come and tentatively speak out from his father.

However, my father said this and it would not affect anything at all. The more he refused to admit the way of human hearts, the more he felt that there was something wrong with him. He would never tell people everywhere that I am very familiar with Deputy Mayor Zhang.

Besides, Zhang Yong is currently just the deputy mayor in charge of education. The real influence of his father is his father. Zhang Song, who once served as the secretary of the first provincial party committee, can only alarm the secretary of the municipal party committee Zhou Xianrong call to pay New Year's greetings in person.

What Jiangxi Wen thought was almost similar to Zhou Xianrong's idea on the other end of the phone, but he could not make it clear. The complexity in the officialdom was not something that Jiangxi Wen could do if he was reborn.

Zhou Xianrong was soon transferred to the province, and the current provincial party secretary was Zhang Song's old subordinate back then. Zhang Song promoted him to the poorest township to help the poor, and he has finally achieved his goal. More than half a month ago, Zhou Xianrong also heard about the relationship between Jiang Hong and Zhang Song's family. But he didn't care. But when he visited the old cadres a few days ago and went to Zhang Song's house to visit, he happened to meet Zhang Song reading "Yangjiang Newsletter". Although this magazine was edited by the Municipal Party Committee Policy Research Office, the cadres of the Municipal Party Committee rarely read it. At most, they just browse it simply.

Seeing the old secretary watching Yangjiang communication so seriously, Zhou Xianrong's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the rumors are true? The relationship between Jiang Hong and the Zhang family is a family friendship.

Zhou Xianrong carefully tentatively said: "Secretary Zhang, are you reading Jiang Hong's articles? This person has good abilities and is worth cultivating."

When Zhang Song heard Zhou Xianrong talk about the magazine, he became interested for a moment and said, "Well, Comrade Jiang Hong is a good article. Especially this article that governs poor counties recently, it is very well written. It has solid theory and many methods, but I don't know how to use it for practice. If there are more cadres in Yangjiang with as good practice as theory, Yangjiang will get better and better."

Zhang Song's feelings sounded in Zhou Xianrong's ears, but it was a big hint. Jiang Hong, Jiang Hong, is such a hidden person. If he is corrected, he will be the county magistrate of Yangning County. It would be equivalent to grab Zhang Song's ace.

It's really dangerous. Fortunately, I visited Zhang Song some time ago, otherwise it would have been a big mistake. The official candidate Ma Guoming, who was originally appointed, has some relationships in the province, but the relationship is no less than that of Zhao Changfeng, the current secretary of the provincial party committee, the old subordinate of Zhang Song.

Listening to the phone, Jiang Hong denied that he was familiar with Deputy Mayor Zhang Yong. If it were in the past, Zhou Xianrong would believe it. Jiang Hong's straightforwardness was very rare in the entire municipal party committee.

But now, he has confirmed the relationship between Jiang Hong and the Zhang family, which has made Zhou Xianrong, who has been in the officialdom for many years, even more sigh at Jiang Hong's restraint.

All of this is something that Jiangxi literary works cannot imagine. If Zhou Xianrong had not visited Zhang Song and Zhang Song was not reading "Yangjiang Newsletter" at that time, Zhou Xianrong would not have arranged for Jiang Hong to be the candidate for the formal election, but now everything is such a coincidence.

Of course, opportunities are also for those who are prepared. Jiang Hong's own abilities and Jiangxi Wen's later clever operations also made this coincidence.

Jiang Hong put down the phone, shook his head and smiled. It was so strange that Secretary Zhou actually called me to wish me a happy New Year.

"Lao Jiang, everyone says that you have good luck this year. Maybe you can go on time and be the county magistrate of Yangning County." Wang Yanan peeled an orange and handed it to Jiang Hong's mouth.

Jiang Hong ate it in one bite and laughed: "I hope so, thank you, my wife, Ji Yan. I went to Yangning. Within three years, I will definitely get out of the hat of a poor county."

Jiang Hong is full of confidence.

My dad is almost forty years old and still has such ambitions. Jiangxi Wen is very happy.

Wang Yanan smiled and said, "Let's guess what will be the next call."

"How old is you, you still play kids' games." Jiang Hong said this, but there was an unstoppable smile on his face.

Dilingling...

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang. As soon as Jiang Hong answered it, he had just fed it for half a time, and a hurried voice came from the receiver: "I am Zhang Yong, is it Lao Jiang?"

"Oh?" Jiang Hong was a little surprised. What happened today? First it was the phone number of the municipal party secretary, and now it was the phone number of the deputy mayor.

Although Zhang Yong was not his direct leader, he had much more power than him. Last time he met Zhang Yong's wife Qin Shu, there were some minor frictions between the two sides, but it was not so alarmed that the deputy mayor called in such a tone. Besides, many days have passed since this matter.

After a few seconds of stunnedness, Jiang Hong responded, "I am Jiang Hong, Deputy Mayor Zhang..." Jiang Hong's words were interrupted by Zhang Yong: "Old Jiang, my daughter Zhang Ya is missing. I want to ask Xiwen if she has seen her."

"What?" Jiang Hong was stunned again, but then replied: "Deputy Mayor Zhang, don't be too anxious. I'll ask Xi Wen now." Jiang Hong took the phone and quickly told the matter.

Jiangxi Wen was very surprised when he heard this. Liu Dashan and his gang were all arrested. Where else could Zhang Ya go? Thinking in his heart, he took the phone from his father and asked, "Uncle Zhang, I have never seen Zhang Ya before, why did she disappear?"

"In the afternoon, she had a big fight with her mother, and she left a note in the evening, saying that she would never go back to this home again!" Zhang Yong, who had always been calm, also seemed a little abnormal, "She has no friends at school, I thought she would go to find you..."

"Zhang Yong, listen to me. If Xiaoya can't be found, I..." Before Jiangxiwen could reply, he heard Mr. Zhang Song's roar from the other end of the phone, "I killed countless Japanese devils back then, and a few kidnappers were afraid of a bird. Zhang Yong, what did you hide..."

At this point, the phone was hung up. Jiangxi Wen hurriedly called back again, but it was busy. Why didn’t Zhang Yong tell Mr. Zhang about the kidnapping? Yes, Liu Dashan’s case will have to wait until the third day of the Lunar New Year. The area involved is a bit complicated, and it should be in the confidentiality stage before this.

"Xiwen, what's wrong?" Jiang Hong looked at Jiangxiwen holding the microphone in a daze, and hurriedly asked, "What did you say?"

"I think nothing should be done. Zhang Ya and her mother quarreled for a few times before they ran away from home." Jiangxi Wen thought of Zhang Ya's menopause mother and responded, "There are really some problems with Qin Shu's way of discipline her daughter."

When saying this, Jiangxi Wen forgot his identity and age, and his tone was no different from that of adults.

Since his son started preparing for the computer competition, his whole body seemed to be changing. Now when he heard his son speak like this, Jiang Hong felt a little strange, and his attention is completely focused on Zhang Ya's disappearance, so he did not have much surprise.

Jiangxi Wen put down the receiver and continued, "Dad, Zhang Ya's family is clamoring. All we can do is wait for the phone here, and their phone can't be reached."

When Jiangxi Wen heard that Zhang Ya ran away from home, his mood slowed down a lot. He began to think about where Zhang Ya might go.

In fact, he hoped that this time of departure would establish a benign mother-daughter relationship between Qin Shu and Zhang Ya. Qin Shu used to restrain Zhang Ya excessively, and it seemed that Zhang Ya was obedient and good-looking, but Zhang Ya's natural arrogance cultivated by Qin Shu was not only to others, but also to her mother. Jiangxi Wen was very clear about this. Even if nothing happened now, problems would easily arise in the future.

So once such a fierce and extreme thing happened, maybe it was a good thing.
Chapter completed!