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Just got home.
Qin Huairu then brought a chair for Wan Ping'an.
"Just do whatever you like, make some of your best dishes!"
Wan Ping'an is not picky about food.
His life got better.
The deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai suffered.
The deaf elderly woman is in detention and has not been released yet.
On her first day there, she acted arrogantly because of her age and offended everyone inside.
"Hurry up and sweep the floor, sweep it clean, what are you dawdling for?"
Ma's daughter scolded the deaf old woman.
"it is good!"
The deaf old woman dared not resist.
Her own experience taught her that making someone feel uncomfortable doesn't necessarily require physical punishment.
She was punished.
His face was pressed into the toilet for an hour.
His mouth was stuffed with a smelly sock.
They propped their eyelids open with matchsticks to keep them from sleeping.
Every punishment should make her feel like she'd rather be dead.
"Zhonghai, why haven't you come to save me yet?"
"Wan Ping'an, you little beast, you just wait, I won't let you get away with this, I will definitely kick you out of the courtyard!"
The deaf old woman hated Wan Ping'an to the core.
If it weren't for Wan Ping'an, would she be suffering here?
She never dreamed that Yi Zhonghai, on whom she had placed so much hope, was also imprisoned in a detention center, just like him. It was Zhou Lao who ordered the investigation of Yi Zhonghai.
"Stand still!"
"Old man, I'm telling you, if you drop your shoe, you're eating shit!"
Yi Zhonghai stood on the open ground in front of the bed, with a shoe on his head and a smelly sock hanging from the toe of the shoe, dangling in front of his nose.
The strong smell made him gag repeatedly.
There are too few recreational activities in the detention center.
Yi Zhonghai was punished by having to perform a talent show, but he didn't know how, so he was forced to perform balancing shoes on his head.
Dirty shoes were placed on top of his head, with a smelly sock hanging from them.
Yi Zhonghai also suffered.
"Wan Ping'an, you wait until I get out of here, I'll definitely kill you!"
Like the deaf old lady, Yi Zhonghai harbored deep hatred for Wan Ping'an.
The next morning.
Wan Ping'an, together with Dean Wang's people, worked on the remaining six acres of land to prepare the Golden Waterway for use as rice seeds, awaiting its wider application.
A military off-road vehicle sped towards them.
Wan Ping'an recognized the man who got out of bed; he was the man who had been following closely behind Old Zhou yesterday. His identity was kept secret, and his name was not revealed.
"Congratulations, Mr. Van!"
The man handed a document to Wan Ping'an.
Wan Pingan opened it and took a look.
Unit: Special Supply Department.
Position: Section Chief.
His name and a one-inch black and white photo are included.
"this..."
Wan Ping'an was a little confused.
It was a pleasant surprise.
He became a section chief so easily?
Special Supply Department!
It seems to be a very prestigious department! (A few.)
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The person who delivered the documents has left.
Holding the certificate, Wan Ping'an was still a little confused. From now on, he was a section-level cadre, a full-fledged section chief.
"Ping An, you've become an official?"
Qin Huairu's eyes were filled with stars.
She felt wet!
"Yes, I didn't expect that either."
Wan Ping'an smiled and handed the documents to Qin Huairu.
Qin Huairu held it in both hands and carefully opened it to look at it, as if it were a fragile item that would break if she wasn't careful!
Qin Huairu looked at the documents, then at Wan Ping'an.
Blushed!
"It's a pity, I'm still a few months away from the legal marriage age."
"Otherwise, I must get a marriage certificate with Ping An. If I don't seize this opportunity with such a good man, he may never belong to me again!"
Qin Huairu was a little annoyed.
Why not have been born a few months earlier?
Do you want a stable job?
Wan Ping'an suddenly asked.
His cooperation is definitely needed to vigorously promote golden rice.
Some small things, like buying locks, don't require much technical skill and would only waste his time; he doesn't want to do everything himself.
He needs someone who can help him with his tasks.
A person with a sensitive and thoughtful mind.
Qin Huairu would be a good fit.
"Yes, of course I do."
“But I have a rural household registration and I only went to junior high school. I haven’t finished my studies yet.”
Qin Huairu is not illiterate.
"That's not important. What's important is that I want to give you a job."
Wan Ping'an smiled.
Just because he is the creator of Golden Rice, it would be no problem for him to arrange jobs for one person, or even a hundred people.
"Great!"
"I have a job!"
Overwhelmed with excitement, Qin Huairu hugged Wan Ping'an, laughing and shouting.
Wan Ping'an almost turned into a wolf.
Qin Huairu, with her ample figure, was like a ball of fire, almost setting him ablaze.
"You start cooking, I have something to do outside."
“If I don’t come back, you eat by yourself first. Remember, if I don’t come back, lock the door at number 047 and don’t open it for anyone.”
Wan Ping'an emphasized.
"Where are you going?"
Qin Huairu was a little confused.
"Don't ask!"
Wan Ping'an was going to the tavern to inform Xu Huirong that the golden rice promised to her for brewing wine was to be requisitioned by the authorities for seed.
The plan to brew wine with golden rice has been postponed!