When he woke up, Zhang Hao packed up and went directly to the cultural center, and there was a Confucian secretary on the side of the hotel to greet him, so there would be no problem.

There are already a lot of people sitting in the hall of the cultural center, and unlike Zhang Hao, the leaders of other townships and towns are the leaders of the director of the cultural office or the deputy head of the township, and they are all unfamiliar faces at a glance.

If Township Chief Li or Secretary Tian came, maybe there would be two acquaintances, and Zhang Hao smiled at everyone very embarrassed.

After a few minutes, the clerk took everyone upstairs.

Waiting outside the office, Zhang Hao came late and naturally lined up at the end, and the order of the lottery came according to the people in line, there was no doubt that Zhang Hao could only draw the rest of the lots.

Zhang Hao is not worried at all, luck is a thing, who dares to say that they can draw second?

No one dared to say it, because the number of the second one was in the clerk's pocket, and everyone didn't know it, including Zhang Hao.

Responsible for the on-site lottery is the director of the county cultural center Luo Ming, the name is like a person, he is a person who understands, he became the director at the age of thirty-five, in the eyes of outsiders he is a young talent, he himself understands, if you don't play some tricks in private, why do people push you up?

This time, the cultural center will also participate in theatrical performances, and Luo Ming also went to the city's dance academy to invite a song and dance troupe, which has a good reputation in the city.

The opening price is 100,000 yuan, not including food and accommodation.

Luo Ming agreed without thinking about it, 100,000 yuan is nothing more than buying face in front of Secretary Zhou and the big leaders of the county government.

The face has arrived, the leaders are happy, and the finances of the cultural center will still lack money in the future.

Obviously, it is the heart of a villain who lives in the belly of a gentleman, and he doesn't even understand what kind of person Secretary Zhou is.

Before the draw, Luo Ming gave his staff a look, everything was understood, and the position of the second appearance had been decided, and it was none other than the Cultural Palace.

There is no number two in the draw box.

The leaders of the twenty-three townships went in one by one to draw lots, and everyone was looking forward to the top position.

Someone walked out with a worried look on his face.

"How?" asked the person in the back of the line.

"Hey, don't mention it, the 22nd, the penultimate one. ”

"Forget him, it's about participation!"

There are sorrows and joys, and someone walked out proudly with the No. 5 sign.

The number five is already very good.

The people who drew the lot did not leave in a hurry, they wanted to see who else was more unlucky than themselves, and the matter of the row should also be talked about after the lottery.

In and out, the speed of the draw was very fast, and it didn't take a while, there were only five people left, and Zhang Hao stood in the third-to-last position.

The people who drew the lot were discussing, and there was a No. 2 lottery that was not drawn.

The two people behind Zhang Hao couldn't stand.

"Why isn't it over yet?" while smiling at Zhang Hao, he leaned in front of the door and pretended to see the situation inside, waiting for the people in front of them to enter, and they stood in place.

Zhang Hao really wanted to laugh, they were all dozens of years old, and they actually learned the methods of elementary school students to cut in line.

He looked at them calmly and did not deliberately expose them.

As the old saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, he doesn't panic at all, in the dark, the result of the lottery has been decided, no matter what episodes occur halfway, the second position will always be his.

Because it's predestined!

Every time the rest comes out, someone will ask curiously how it is?

They basically come out with their heads shaken.

When the penultimate came out with the No. 18 lottery, Zhang Hao became the focus of all of them.

"Hasn't the No. 2 lottery been drawn?"

"Nope!"

"Impossible, shit, can you do this?"

One by one, the expressions of surprise slowly approached Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao smiled calmly, "Hey, sure enough, I can only pick up what everyone has left." ”

His helpless sigh was both hateful and jealous.

"Curator Luo!" Zhang Hao shook his hand politely.

"Please, there's only one last one left, see how lucky you are?" Luo said clearly.

Zhang Hao put his hand into the draw box and took out the green ball directly.

Luo Ming turned his head and glanced at the people around him again, and the people around him nodded slightly, making sure that the number on the box was not No. 2.

As expected, it should be the number 23 sign, the last number to appear.

Zhang Hao slowly peeled off the green ball, revealing a 2.

The people gathered outside the door sighed, and sure enough, he was drawn.

Luo understood that there was an ominous premonition, and the people around him nodded again, which was already obvious.

The number is fully turned on and there is only one 2.

"That's all right!"

"Fuck it, fuck me!"

Although outsiders are not convinced, they can only blame themselves for their bad luck.

And Luo Ming's face sank suddenly, and the faces of the people around him twitched slightly, and they looked frightened.

How can it be?

No way, it must be a mistake.

"Little brother, you're lucky. Luo Mingpi smiled and congratulated.

"Stained with Director Luo's light," Zhang Hao turned back to everyone and said with a smile, "Maybe it's because I just shook hands with Director Luo and passed on his luck to me." ”

This remark has two meanings, on the surface, he is patting Luo Ming's ass, and secretly satirizing the people around outside.

Luo understood that he was in a very bad mood, and it was obvious that just a few sycophants could not satisfy him.

After going down to the hall, Luo Ming said with a serious face: "The order of today's lottery roughly determines the order of the rehearsal and the performance on the day of the event, but I am not completely sure, and it will be adjusted according to the actual situation later." ”

It was not difficult to understand what Luo understood, and everyone looked at each other.

"I heard that the cultural center also has a program, listening to what he said, it should be to cut the line. ”

"Let him be, anyway, we're in the tail position, so it doesn't matter much. ”

"Yes, yes!"

The people below whispered.

Hum~

Luo Ming snorted and said, "I will go to the gymnasium at two o'clock this afternoon to participate in the rehearsal, and tomorrow morning will be in the same position, and tomorrow afternoon I will lead the team to Jiulicheng Cultural Square to step on the spot!"

After the matter was briefly explained, they left one after another, Zhang Hao took the No. 2 lottery and turned around and walked to the door and was stopped.

"Little brother, you stay, I have something to discuss with you!" Luo said clearly.

Zhang Hao turned his head and smiled at Luo Ming, it was not difficult to guess from other people's discussions that Luo Ming had left him behind.

I guess I want to take away the No. 2 sign in my hand.

In this regard, Zhang Hao has already been prepared, two simple words: don't think!

Zhang Hao followed upstairs.

"Little brother, come in and sit, feel free!"

After Zhang Hao entered the house, Luo Ming closed the door smoothly, took out a disposable cup from under the water dispenser and helped Zhang Hao take a cup of boiling water.

"Little brother, drink some water, what do you call it?" Luo understood in a friendly tone.

Zhang Hao was also not polite, took a sip of the cup, bent down slightly to show respect, and said, "Hello, Director Luo, I am Zhang Hao, the village director of Wanling Village. ”

"Oh, village chief?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Hao nodded and said, Luo Ming's tone was a little confident, it's not easy to step on a village director?

Luo understands that the preliminary judgment that Zhang Hao is still a young man who has not been deeply involved in the world, and he only needs to give some benefits to get things done.