Wang Qiao heard the voices of Chen Xiuya and Du Jianguo next door in a daze, he was quite sleepy, did not talk to the next door, and continued to sleep. In the dream, he jumped up and down the tree, running freely through the forest like a monkey, and suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell from the top of the tree, and suddenly woke up.

Next door, there was the sound of a bench rubbing against the floor, and the short, muffled voices of two men.

"Don't, Fatty." This is Chen Xiuya's voice, she is expressing her opposition, and her tone is not resolute.

"I love you, Su-ah." Du Jianguo kept muttering.

"No, what should I do if someone finds out?"

"Let's tap, Brother Man sleeps in the office. This room is quite far from the office, and no one comes. I also locked the door, so no one could come in

"Can't be here for the first time."

"Xiuya, I love you."

After a while, Chen Xiuya whispered from next door, and the bench kept creaking. The movement soon stopped, and then Chen Xiuya's low sobs were heard.

"Does it hurt?"

"Leave me alone, I'll cry."

Hearing a few words of conversation, as well as the sound of the bench and sobbing, Wang Qiao naturally knew what the two were doing. In order not to disturb a pair of beauties, he didn't dare to turn over at will, and slept with a sore back. The fat and fierce mosquito was so dazed by the ant incense that it flew in the air, and he could only gently drive it away with his hands, but did not dare to slap it with his hands.

After about half an hour, the sound of bench friction and Du Jianguo's heavy breathing sounded next door again, and Chen Xiuya's slight and rapid low voice could occasionally be heard. The rich sound next door was pervasive, and Wang Qiao regretted sleeping in this room, looking at the roof with his eyes open. I miss my former close lover.

There were once three women who had intimate contact with Wang Qiao, and Lu Qi never had contact again. Yan Lin went to Beijing to study at university, and Lu Yifan returned to the three northern provinces to get married. It's been all these years. He gradually realized that the person he loved the most was still Lu Qi, and Lu Qi left a deep chrome mark in his heart. Yan Lin was a very smart person, and through letters and dream words, she clearly saw through Wang Qiao's heart that she didn't know at the time, so she resolutely left Wang Qiao. As for Lu Yifan, it is a complex emotion, there is love, sympathy and desire, whenever I think of her, the first thing that comes to mind must be a big grin, followed by the image of wearing old-taste overalls, and then the slender thighs and elastic little waist.

Three o'clock in the morning. Zhao Bo opened his eyes and felt unbearable bloating. Still half-drunk, he got out of bed, went around the corner and bitterly before crawling back into bed. As soon as his head was next to the pillow, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

At five o'clock in the morning, Wang Qiao listened to no movement next door. In order not to embarrass the two, he was barefoot and carrying shoes. Came out of the private room lightly. He walked into Emin's office and sat down in his chair for a moment.

When the sunlight entered the attic, Zhao Bo opened his eyes and looked left and right. I don't know where I am. He sat on the bed and thought for a long time before he remembered that this was Wang Qiao's pavilion, and he pushed Wu Pei, who was sleeping beside him. Said: "Wake up, help me get a glass of water." Wu Peipeng sat up with a grim face. "You slept like a dead pig last night, and you couldn't wake up anyway." Zhao Bo rubbed his temples. Said: "The fat dun of the dog day, I have to drink a big glass, and I am miserable." ”

Zhao Bo hugged Wu Pei and kissed him a few times, tidied up a little, and came to the second floor.

Wang Qiao, Du Jianguo, and Chen Xiuya were having breakfast together. Wang Qiao has six or seven redness and swelling on his face, which is the masterpiece of the restaurant's big mosquito. Du Jianguo was in good spirits, and there was no trace of drinking alcohol at all. Chen Xiuya's face was ruddy, and her eyes were watery and bright.

Zhao Bo said: "Brother Man, how did the three of you live yesterday?" ”

Wang Qiao said: "We played poker with Wu Pei, and then we watched the stars together and chatted. It's a pity that you slept too deeply to wake up. ”

Zhao Bo glared at Du Jianguo angrily and said, "Fat dun, you want to drink a big cup, so I slept all night." It was the last night out of school, and it was miserable to spend it in a coma. ”

Wang Qiao remembered the layered voice he heard last night, and smiled secretly: "If Fat Dun doesn't pour everyone down, where will there be a God-given opportunity last night." ”

After eating, Wang Qiao went to the third floor to brush his teeth. As soon as I walked to the corner of the third floor, I smelled a strong smell of urine, and when I got closer, I found that the white shirt that had not been washed in the bucket was full of urine, and the snow-white shirt had yellow urine stains. He rushed down to the second floor and yelled, "Qingpi, where did you pee last night?" Zhao Bo said with a blank face: "I didn't pee last night." Wang Qiao patted his forehead and said, "My God, the new shirt I bought for the interview was ruined, Qingpi, you have to remember the bad things you did the night before graduation." ”

Everyone laughed wildly, and Zhao Bo was still defending himself and refused to admit it.

On July 1, the graduates left the school.

Huang Yonggui specially served Wang Qiao, Qin Zhengao, Jiang Ling and other more important student cadres.

Wang Qiao is the president of the student union of the Chinese department, which has been unanimously recognized by the school and students, who knows that he was mistakenly assigned to the small county town below Jingzhou. Qin Zhengao successfully passed the interview and was assigned to the General Office of the Shazhou Municipal Government. Jiang Ling was assigned to the Discipline Inspection Commission of Dongcheng District, Shannan City. Although Wang Qiao was assigned to the remote grassroots, Huang Yonggui still believed that Wang Qiao would definitely be the highest position in the future, and he was convinced of this.

After drinking the cantonal wine, the three of them left behind the unhappiness that happened at school and shook hands and said goodbye. Their college years are over, and they will go their separate ways and start a new journey in life.

On July 5, Wang Qiao came to the Fifth Division of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee for a routine conversation as required.

The Provincial Party Committee Office Building is very close to Shannan University, and Wang Qiao often passes by the Provincial Party Committee Office Building. Looking inside from the outside of the courtyard, I feel that this square building is really ordinary, not as luxurious as a bank building, and not as beautiful as a university campus. At this time, as a newcomer who is about to enter the cadre system, due to the change of identity, after entering the building, he clearly felt the invisible coercion emanating from the depths of the building, and the word "grass people" burst out of his mind.

Standing in front of the five doors of the organization cadres, Wang Qiao cheered himself up: "The leaders of the organization department are people, and I am also people, everyone is the same nose and two eyes, and I am afraid of a fart." He took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and when he heard the sound of "please come in", he walked in unhurriedly.

The conversation went smoothly and plainly, and Director Bao talked about the origin and significance of the selection and transfer system, and encouraged Wang Qiao to work in a down-to-earth manner at the grassroots level and make some achievements. Ten minutes, at the end of the routine conversation, Wang Qiao walked out of the organization department and self-assessed: "Judging from Director Bao's attitude during the conversation, he has a good impression of me, and I hope he can have a good impression of me." ”

Leaving the compound of the Provincial Party Committee, walking for about seven or eight minutes, Wang Qiao came to the Traffic Hotel. He was going to attend his sister's mother-in-law Wu Xuelian's 60th birthday party first, and then report to Changdong County.

Since her son Li Yinxiang jumped off the building, Wu Xuelian no longer likes to be lively. The Li family only held two tables of banquets in the hotel of the Provincial Department of Communications, and only invited relatives and friends who usually come and go. Male guests and more important guests sit in the guest of honor, and family members sit in the other seat. Wang Qiao is about to participate in the work, and he is also the representative of the Wang family, and he is arranged in the first seat.

Li Anjian held a golden hoop stick, wore the mask of Sun Wukong, jumped around the house, pestering his uncle Wang Qiao to play the game of Sun Wukong vs. goblins. It took a lot of effort for Wang Xiao to pull his son away from his younger brother.

Uncle Zhao Yonggang asked, "When will Wang Qiao report to Changdong?" ”

Wang Qiao said: "I went to the Fifth Division of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee to talk, and I was ready to report to the county tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. ”

Zhao Yonggang said: "The most regrettable thing about Wang Qiao's assignment this time is that he was not able to stay in the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, and he stayed in the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee for a few years. The fortunate thing in the misfortune is that he has become a transfer student, and he has more opportunities than ordinary college students. ”

The younger brother who works in the provincial government took the initiative to mention this stubble, and Li Rende took the opportunity to say: "Yonggang, I remember that you have a friend who is a leader in Jingzhou, can you say hello and let Wang Qiao take care of him in Changdong." There are people in the DPRK and China who are good officials, and this is a truth that has not changed for thousands of years. ”

Zhao Yonggang patted his forehead and said, "I was confused, I almost forgot Ding Yuan." Ding Yuan is the executive deputy director of the Jingzhou Organization Department, and I helped him do a small thing a while ago, so there should be no problem for him to take care of Wang Qiao. Wang Qiao, which department are you assigned to? ”

(Chapter 155) (To be continued......)