"Then call here!" Zhao Hongjun hurriedly stretched out his hand and moved the phone to Li Jianguo, "This is very important, so that people can't be contacted." It's the most troublesome to find someone these days. ”

Li Jianguo didn't push back, so he made two calls, one to Liu Guoping and the other to Wu Ming, both of whom had phones at home.

Li Jianguo put down the phone: "Thank you!"

didn't say too much, he knew that his son's ears were very smart, and he could hear what was said on the other side, and Wu Ming said that the book number had been arranged, and then the proofreading had already been done, and he took someone to proofread it himself, so he could rest assured.

Liu Guoping's side is even more fine.

Zhao Hongjun looked at the wall clock on the wall and thought about it: "Now that my old man hasn't slept yet, I'll call him and report to work." ”

Li Yiming was a little surprised: "Isn't it going to wait a few days?"

"Don't wait, these things can't be done in a few days, I think it's all good things, he will support ...... , and I just asked if he knew the head of the Central Committee, the more important kind. ”

Zhao Hongjun sat down, took the phone, started dialing, and then began to wait for the transfer, which may be a long time.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao!" Li Yiming said.

Zhao Hongjun raised his head and met his eyes, smiled slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

Li Yiming hurriedly stretched out his hand to shake it.

The big and small hands tightened heavily, shook and let go.

"It's through!" Zhao Hongjun said softly.

Father and son watched him silently.

In the first sentence at the beginning, Zhao Hongjun spoke in a dialect, Li Jianguo could understand it, he looked at his son and made a mouth shape, the words of a county in northern Fujian.

Li Yiming couldn't understand it, but he could guess that it must be him greeting his father.

Zhao Hongjun asked a few words about his body, and then switched to Mandarin, so that the father and son on the side could hear:

"I'd like to report to you about my recent work... Yes... No, no, it's not messy!I'm saying some nice things I'm doing, let me tell you, don't think so badly of your son, okay?!"

Zhao Hongjun regretted that he used Mandarin, which was too embarrassing.

Li Yiming looked at Zhao Hongjun holding the telephone, with grievances on his face, and he could also hear what Grandpa Zhao said on the other side, which was a little gasping and a little weak, but with an unquestionable tone, it was completely the rhythm of a heroic old man who was about to beat people at any time when he looked at his unsuccessful son.

"Can you please let me say? Well, it's a grade, don't you believe it? I have someone else here! Can I tell a lie?" Zhao Hongjun's face wrinkled, and he began to change into dialect.

"What bullshit achievements can you have? I don't know what you look like in a mess of life?! We sacrificed so much to make you miserable!" The old man suddenly used Mandarin, which was completely not meant to give his son face.

Zhao Hongjun was helpless, and said again in Mandarin: "Then you calm down and listen to me, okay? I just want to tell you now that I am going to do something, and you can give some advice! I think it is a great thing! But you check it for me! Okay?"

"You say!" said the old man.

Zhao Hongjun stretched out his hand and took a few pages on the side of the table, and began to report one by one, all of which were what Li Yiming said just now, and he was ready to do it, and he reported in advance without shame.

When he spoke, the other side was much quieter, and occasionally asked what he didn't understand, and the words that came out of Li Yiming's mouth and were written down in the book have now been made into a page like a dictionary.

From the seven-year itch, to state-owned assets, brand value-added, to the significance of social units. From hotel services to peripheral business, to the formation of a national information network, to the collection of information to make a special enemy to sabotage 10,000 ways...... I even said that I wanted to plant fruit trees and flowers.

Zhao Hongjun didn't know that before and after a meal, there were already so many things that had been written down by himself, and now when he said it, he found that there was a lot of content, and this thing had to be written on paper, and he couldn't beat 30,000 words.

"You don't have this brain, who taught you?" the old man suddenly said after listening.

"Ah..."Zhao Hongjun smiled bitterly, but still sighed, "It's Comrade Li Yiming." ”

"Who?"

"Well, his father is Li Jianguo, well, they are from Shen County, and they are passing by to live, uh, Comrade Jianguo is the deputy chief of the procurement section of the supply and marketing cooperatives in Shen County, and Comrade Yiming is his child and is still in middle school......"

Zhao Hongjun looked up at the two of them, nodded slightly, and signaled that he was relieved.

"What?" the old man's surprised voice came from the phone, calling a comrade child, at least a small word must be added.

This sentence was expected by Zhao Hongjun, he wanted to laugh a little but he held back, and said patiently: "I said Dad, don't be too surprised, he is only thirteen years old, but Comrade Yiming is very knowledgeable,...... Very, very!

He knows a lot about things at home and abroad, and he has a noble ideological character, really, we just prevented a possible hooliganism thousands of miles away by phone, uh... Let's go back to this specific detail!

I would like to ask if you know any of the leaders of the Central Committee who would like to meet them,... Yes, he has more ideas to give to the country...... That's what he said when I was having dinner, and he could write songs, and he would write books, fairy tales......

I also made a cage to catch flies very easy to use, very simple, I can catch hundreds of flies at once when I hang there, well, it's a little genius...... Okay, he's here..."

Zhao Hongjun looked at Li Yiming: "The old man wants you to listen to the phone." ”

Li Yiming hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the phone with both hands, and said softly: "Hey, Grandpa Zhao, I'm Li Yiming." ”

"You taught my stupid son so much?"

Li Yiming hesitated, glanced at Zhao Hongjun's expression, and whispered, "Hmm...... But I don't think he's stupid......"

The old man snorted: "I know better than you whether he is stupid or not, so how do you know this?"

"I read books and think about ......"

The other side suddenly smiled: "Yes, it's a smart kid." Then I ask you, what do you think we should do now?"

Li Yiming hugged the phone and thought for a while, and said: "We should make reasonable use of our resources, including our land, our culture, our people, and our patriotic spirit!"

To develop and make good use of resources, so that they can continuously create more wealth, requires scientific management and long-term consideration, and cannot be short-sighted. ”

The other side was silent for a while, then seemed to sigh softly, and smiled again: "Well said, very good, how old are you?"

"Thirteen years old. ”

"You're from Shen County?"

"Hmmm......"

"In the Battle of Rongcheng that year, I assisted in the work in Shen County, I was thirty years old, more than twice your age, and I don't know as much as you!"

"......" Li Yiming didn't know what to say.

"You want to see the head of the Central Committee, that's all you mean?" A question slowly came from the phone.

Li Yiming was nervous, if it was just these, then it was possible that Grandpa Zhao would say: Okay, I'll convey it to you, a child's opinions and suggestions to the country.

If it is not more than that, it is problematic to say so much on the phone, and now there are operators in the middle of long-distance distances, and you can listen to it and remember it if you want to, which is very poor in confidentiality.

"Huh?"

"It's more than that, but I can't ......," Li Yiming said in a tangled voice.

There was a slight smile on the phone, and then his voice turned serious: "You give the phone to that kid." ”