After the mail was sent, Huang Pingfan felt uneasy.

Or to be more precise, it is a thief with a weak heart, always afraid that if he does this, he will be caught all of a sudden, and then he will be nailed to the cross of shame, and he will never recover.

Wait, wait, wait, wait

However, more than ten minutes passed, and there was not the slightest repercussion.

With mixed feelings, Huang Pingfan returned to his rental house.

His eyes were a little dull, and he was still a little complaining in his heart, why did he have such a low IQ?

If you can be smart and write by yourself, in this era, you should still be able to get ahead quickly.

After all, in the nineties, everyone was running for food and clothing, and the rewards for writing were too low and too low.

So, in this day and age, it's all too easy to get ahead in literature.

But, no matter what, what is done is done.

If you are crucified to shame because of this, then the big deal is to give up this path completely.

Anyway, in China in the 90s, the awareness of copyright was not very strong, and it was impossible to be hit by a devastating blow.

From now on, let's study quietly and sell steamed buns quietly, I believe that there will always be a day when we will come out.

Just when Huang Pingfan was sitting in his house and thinking wildly, someone came to inform him of the time and place of dinner.

Because his body had just recovered, and time was in a hurry, Huang Pingfan didn't make any more steamed buns, but just read a book quietly and thought about the way out in the future.

The crossroads in the town of Liying, the Rifle Hotel.

"Come on, come on, let's all come to toast Huang Pingfan, thank Huang Pingfan, and let our school find a way to revitalize its majesty. Principal Yang Bo stood up with a smile and said to all the leaders present.

Huang Pingfan stood up busily, quite flattered.

Yes, Principal Yang Bo treated him Huang Pingfan too much.

However, Huang Pingfan also knew deeply that Principal Yang Bo might be too happy.

Western Liang Middle School, what a beautiful scenery it used to be. However, in recent years, it has begun to appear sluggish, and I must be very depressed.

Now, seeing the light of dawn again, of course, my heart is happy.

Although Huang Pingfan himself felt a little afraid to accept such generous treatment, the other leaders didn't seem to feel it, just like a very ordinary thing, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

Whether this is because Principal Yang Bo has always been so unpretentious, they have long been accustomed to it, or because they are in the same mood as Principal Yang Bo at this moment, with only resonance in their hearts and no sense of disobedience, it is unknown.

After pushing the cup and changing the lamp, everyone seemed to realize that Huang Pingfan was a first-year high school student, and it seemed that he should not drink.

However, when everyone came to their senses, the thing had already been done if it was not done, so it was just a light mouth. At the same time, he told Huang Pingfan that in the future, as a good student, try not to drink Yunyun.

Just when everyone was satisfied and ready to leave the table collectively, a few people came to the door of the box.

"Oh, Big Boss Cen, what kind of wind blew you here? Come on, come on, let's raise a glass together, toast our big boss!"

Principal Yang Bo is indeed very good at being a person, and when he saw Cen Zhongjin leading people into their box, he was already about to leave with his subordinates, so he immediately poured wine and asked Cen Zhongjin for a glass.

When Huang Pingfan heard Boss Cen, he was a little skeptical, but not sure.

At this time, seeing Huang Pingfan's puzzled face, Principal Deng Dong, who was standing beside him, whispered to him: "This is Cen Zhongjin, the boss of Liying Town, everyone generally likes to catch up with fashion and call him the big boss." ”

"Huh?" Huang Pingfan was taken aback.

Although, Huang Pingfan has been more than once, pulling Cen Zhongjin's banner as a tiger skin, swaggering and deceiving everywhere. However, to be honest, Huang Pingfan didn't know Cen Zhongjin in his past and present lives, and he didn't know what he looked like.

Seeing this, his heart was very excited.

Although, a small town-level boss, it is actually very small.

Wang Senbo's official rank is in his home, and he has personally toasted his wine.

However, Wang Senbo, who was the old man's classmate, looked at the old man's face.

Besides, people toast Huang ordinary wine, which is purely to amuse children.

This time, when I saw Cen Zhongjin, it was purely due to my own reasons, which was a sense of accomplishment.

Huang Pingfan was thinking about how he should get close to Cen Zhongjin, and even be able to pat his ass.

A group of leaders from Western Liang Middle School have already mingled with a group of big and small leaders brought in by Cen Zhongjin.

It is said that the big and small leaders of the local government and the big and big leaders of the agricultural reclamation are basically two areas where the well water does not interfere with the river water.

However, after all, people live in the air, not in a vacuum, and it is impossible to be completely isolated from each other.

Therefore, when these two people from different fields meet, they seem to have a good relationship.

After a period of business blowing, Principal Yang Bo took Cen Zhongjin to Huang Pingfan.

Principal Yang Bo was very happy to introduce Huang Pingfan to Cen Zhongjin: "Come on, come on, big boss Cen , I'll introduce you to this great talent." He is a student in your local area, and he is a teacher's child at Liying Middle School. His name is Huang Pingfan, and he is now in the first and second classes of our high school.

In the past few days, a poem by Huang Pingfan, almost at the same time, was published in Jiangjiang Daily, Southern Province Morning News, and National Education Daily. Hehe, in this way, all of a sudden, it will beat the fame of our Western Liang Middle School. It seems that it is no longer a dream for us in Western Liang Middle School to return to the top. ”

Huang Pingfan knew that when the second person to publish the article was born, Principal Yang Bo would definitely not be enthusiastic. However, Huang Pingfan was the first to publish an article after all, so Principal Yang Bo was excited.

"Oh, it's so powerful, hehe, I can't imagine it, our Liying Town is also a good place for outstanding people, not bad! Huang Pingfan, not bad! Yes, yes!" Cen Zhongjin actually stretched out his hand in person, wanting to shake hands with Huang Pingfan.

This time, Huang Pingfan was very excited.

Huang Pingfan just now, but he searched for dry intestines, racked his brains, and wanted to be like a way to get close to this parent official.

Although, for a while, Huang Pingfan didn't know what benefits he needed to ask for when he approached him. If the old man in the family hadn't become a vegetative person, maybe it would be really useful to get close to him, but now in the short term, I can't think of any benefit even if he and Cen Zhongjin become old friends.

However, in the spirit of befriending the powerful, you can't go wrong. In particular, on the premise that there is no need to pay any price, it must be beneficial and harmless to be able to become good friends with the powerful. Huang Pingfan decided from the bottom of his heart that he must become good friends with Cen Zhongjin.

"Hello Zhong Jinbo! Nice to meet you! I am the son of Huang Lao Er of Liying Middle School, and my third uncle is Mai Jin's son-in-law. Speaking of which, in fact, we are still relatives!

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Senbo returned to Liying, and in our family, we used to talk about Zhong Jinbo, and felt that Zhong Jinbo was indeed a rare good official, a good public servant dedicated to the common people.

It was at that time that I learned that the big boss of our Liying Town, named Cen Zhongjin, was a respectable, lovely, amiable and respectable servant of the people.

Unexpectedly, I was so lucky today, I was able to see with my own eyes the good servant of the people in Wang Senbo's mouth, and even be able to shake hands with Zhong Jinbo in person, which is really a blessing for three lives!"

Huang Pingfan is well aware that sycophants are not afraid of revealing truths, so he can shoot hard.

"Oh......"

Cen Zhongjin frowned slightly, feeling that this little kid was so ignorant. shook hands with him, it was just him Cen Zhongjin giving Principal Yang Bo a little face. But this little kid actually thinks of himself as a character, and when he talks about it, he chatters endlessly, which is really a bit annoying.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out, and even forgot the occasion a little, and asked Huang Pingfan a little excitedly: "Huang Pingfan?

"Well......" Huang Pingfan didn't know the middle-aged man, but on this occasion, he was a little embarrassed to ask who he was.

Principal Deng Dong seemed to know his embarrassment, and whispered in his ear: "Deputy Mayor Liu Zhu, in charge of education." ”

"Ah? It turned out to be Uncle Zhu, hello Uncle Zhu! I have heard the name for a long time, but unfortunately I don't know each other when I meet him, please forgive Uncle Zhu!" Huang Pingfan said a little embarrassed.

The others all smiled when they heard Huang Pingfan say the reason so honestly and honestly.

However, Liu Zhu didn't smile at all, but had an angry look on his face, as well as indescribable doting care and pity for Huang Pingfan.

"Child, Nebba [your father's meaning] is now in a vegetative state, but please don't lose faith in society!

In this society, there are always more good people than bad people, and our country will definitely get better day by day in the future.

Didn't Taizu say that the world is yours and ours, but in the final analysis, it is yours. You young people are full of vigor and prosperity, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. Hope is in you. The world is yours. China's future belongs to you.

Kid, you have to be good!"

Huang Pingfan had no reason, and his eyes were a little red by Liu Zhu.

"Thank you, I will. Huang Pingfan seemed to nod firmly.

"Uh......" Cen Zhongjin was a little embarrassed, he couldn't imagine that one of his subordinates would dare to be so rude and presumptuous in front of him.

On the contrary, Chen Caijun seemed to be happy to see such a scene, smiled, and asked Liu Zhu directly: "Who is Wang Senbo in this child's mouth?"

Principal Yang Bo couldn't imagine that the person he took out to show off was suddenly pushed to the forefront. At the same time, no one seems to take a kid who published an article in such and such a newspaper seriously.

Reality, like a scoop of cold water poured on his face, Principal Yang Bo's heart was still hot just now, and it cooled down: Yes, how can a school change because of just one article. It seems that I used to take it for granted, and it seems that the poor admission rate for many years has made others no longer regard Western Liang Middle School as a key middle school at the prefectural and municipal levels.

Huang Pingfan didn't know what he was thinking, he was very friendly, and said to Chen Caijun: "Wang Senbo, now he works in the provincial government, and his position is very low, just a department level.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he toasted me in a daze. I said Wang Senbo, you are a great official, how can I let you toast me?

Guess what he said?

He said, hehe, if it is really in the county, or even Jiangjiang City, it is at the department level, and it can still be regarded as an official. But in the province, if you still dare to say that Wang Senbo is a big official, then you have to make others laugh to death. ”

"Well, what you Wang Senbo said also has some truth, but he is actually modest.

Not to mention the province, even in the imperial capital, no one dares to say that the department level is not an official.

What's more, the people at the top, if they are below, will generally be promoted to at least one level of appointment.

In exceptional circumstances, it is possible to promote appointments at both levels.

At the department level in the province, it is not particularly strange to return to Jiangjiang City and become the second brother directly. ”

Chen Caijun saw that Huang Pingfan was very respectful and respectful to him, and he was very useful in his heart, so there was no lack of good feelings between the words.

"Ah, really?" Huang Pingfan didn't understand this, and his heart was very shocked, it turned out that Wang Senbo was actually not a sesame petty official.

At this time, Cen Zhongjin seemed to be also shocked, and his attitude suddenly changed one hundred and eighty degrees.

He said to Huang Pingfan with a pleasant face: "Well, the department level in the province is delegated to the bottom, if you can't be promoted to the deputy department, then it is generally a situation where you make mistakes and are belittled."

Of course, it is the main hall at once, which is rare. However, after a while, it was quickly promoted to the main hall, and it was very common. ”

"Wow, it turns out that Wang Senbo is really a big official, he just wants to trick me into drinking with him, so his official is very small. Huang Pingfan seemed to complain a little bit about Wang Senbo.

However, the eyes of the people around him changed all of a sudden, and they all had a shallow smile on their faces.