Rebirth 1981: Kick your scumbag wife away and become rich instantly

Machine shop.

Wang Cai and Li Hu were very happy when they saw Zhao Shanhe coming to find them. Since Wei Shuping came back, the stall has been smoothed out, and these brothers don't feel the need to come to the stall to help.

After Zhao Shanhe goes out to sell his stall every morning and noon, he becomes busy participating in various wine bureaus in the afternoon, trying his best to find opportunities to make money.

Zhao Shanhe saw that Wang Cai, Li Hu and others were still in the same state as before. Although they went to and from get off work normally every day, they still skipped work as usual.

"Great talent, Xiaohu, I have a task for you recently..."

When they heard that Zhao Shanhe had something to do for them, the already idle brothers immediately became excited.

So Zhao Shanhe gave them a detailed explanation. The two brothers, who were adventurous and good at challenging themselves, immediately started dancing after listening to Zhao Shanhe's instructions.

This feels so exciting.

After explaining these things, Zhao Shanhe rushed to the city. Today Zheng Hongbing helped him make an appointment with the editor-in-chief of Ancheng Daily for dinner.

Zhao Shanhe has always been thinking about his elder brother-in-law Feng Huacheng's work. Now he follows the established idea and starts to save the country through curves.

After arriving in the city, Zhao Shanhe went straight to the [Spring Flower] state-owned hotel opposite Ancheng Daily. When he saw Zheng Hongbing's car parked at the door, he knew that this kid had arrived before him.

When Zhao Shanhe walked into the hotel, he saw Zheng Hongbing in the corner of the lobby, lighting a cigarette in front of the elegant middle-aged man with a slicked back hair and glasses in a very respectful manner.

"Shanhe, let me introduce to you..."

Zheng Hongbing, who was facing the door, saw Zhao Shanhe walking in and quickly stood up to introduce his good friend to the newspaper editor-in-chief Su Molin.

"Hello Editor-in-Chief Su, I have known you for a long time. It is a great honor to meet you. Please give me some advice..."

Zhao Shanhe hurried forward, bowed slightly and stretched out his hands to hold Su Molin's hand. This attitude made Su Molin very satisfied.

"I heard from Hong Bing that you have some poems here and you want me to help you appreciate them. Then take them out quickly and let me see the works of young talents."

Su Molin thought that Zhao Shanhe was the author of these poems, but when he saw that this young man looked dignified, he was unconvinced.

poet?Are you kidding me?

Not everyone can afford this lofty title?He is so ambitious at such a young age, yet he is the editor-in-chief of a major newspaper?I'm really worried that those graffiti will stain my eyes.

But since Zheng Hongbing, as a junior, has asked for him, he has to give him a little favor, right?

Then you can only use your time after get off work to give him the palm of your hand.

"Editor-in-Chief Su, these poems were not written by me, but by my brother-in-law. I don't know if they can appeal to your eyes. Please enlighten me."

Zhao Shanhe quickly took out the diary from his shoulder bag, then handed it to Su Molin with respectful hands.

Zhao Shanhe could tell from Su Molin's eyes that although he was not contemptuous of him, he was too casual and perfunctory.

But speaking of it, he does have this qualification. Let alone Ancheng, even in the provincial capital, this is a golden sign.

Su Molin was definitely a great talent. He was a writer, poet, and calligrapher. He became a leading figure in the literary world in later generations.

I must find a way to get his approval, so that I can ask him for a few more calligraphy paintings, which will definitely be hard to find in future generations.

"You said these poems were not written by you?"

Su Molin casually took Zhao Shanhe's diary and looked through it casually at first. However, as his expressions gradually became serious, Zhao Shanhe and Zheng Hongbing looked at each other and knew that something was going on.

Sure enough, Su Molin's face showed a look of surprise, and then he started chanting casually. When he got emotional, he even closed his eyes slightly while chewing and savoring.

Even after the waiter brought all the dishes, Zheng Hongbing opened his mouth several times to ask Su Molin what kind of wine he wanted to drink, but was interrupted by Su Molin's wave.

Not to mention Zhao Shanhe's inner joy, even Zheng Hongbing didn't expect that these poems really attracted Su Molin.

Originally, when Zhao Shanhe and Zheng Hongbing talked, Zheng Hongbing was still confused about how to ask Su Molin.

After all, he thinks that he and Zhao Shanhe are both big and rough, and they can't stand these frivolous things at all.

Speaking of which, Zheng Hongbing's father, Zheng Jiannong, loves calligraphy and spends at least two hours a day copying copybooks.

As a great talent in the province, Su Molin also belongs to the type who relies on his talents and is arrogant, and has a noble scholar's character.

I had no intention of officialdom.

However, as Ancheng Daily, it was necessary to have this heavyweight to control the situation, so the Propaganda Department also took great pains to invite Su Molin, who was hit hard in the turbulent years, to serve as the chief editor.

Zheng Jiannong, who initially served as the Minister of Organization, did not agree. However, as a special talent, after Zheng Jiannong personally contacted Su Molin and had a long talk, he was truly impressed by Su Molin's profound knowledge.

So while restoring Su Molin's previous status, he also appointed Su Molin as the editor-in-chief of Ancheng Daily, enjoying the same treatment as the president.

As the person who enabled Su Molin, a thousand-mile horse, Su Molin was grateful to Zheng Jiannong, and the two had a close personal relationship from then on.

Zheng Hongbing, who knew this relationship, could only bite the bullet and find Su Molin as a junior under Zhao Shanhe's constant urging, and regarded the matter as a political mission from the bottom of his heart.

Now that he saw Su Molin reading the poems in the diary in a daze, Zheng Hongbing stopped reminding him and just sat there with Zhao Shanhe.

"Snapped--"

Just when the two of them were pretending to be good students and listening carefully, they suddenly heard a loud noise, and then saw Su Molin slowly closing the diary and slapping his palm on the table.

"Okay, okay!" He continued to say while praising incessantly:

"Red soldier, serve the wine and you will be surprised!"

Seeing Su Molin's attitude, Zhao Shanhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Xia Ruoxue's previous appreciation was quite good.

Now it seems that the eldest brother-in-law's poems should have been approved by Su Molin, and the rest is how to communicate skillfully and strategically.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, these poems you took were written by your brother-in-law? Where is he now? What exactly does he do?"

"The author is my brother-in-law. He works in the Cultural Bureau of Qiantai County, Ancheng Prefecture. He usually likes to write poetry and reportage. He has published some works..."

Zhao Shanhe had already had in-depth conversations with his eldest brother-in-law during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it could be said that he knew Feng Huacheng's basic situation by heart.

Seeing Su Molin asking himself, he quickly started talking like beans.

Su Molin is also a person who cherishes talents very much. Seeing the meaningful and thought-provoking artistic conception of Feng Huacheng's poems, it shows that he has a deep literary foundation.

Nowadays, the country is in desperate need of development, and no matter what type of talent it is, it can be said that it is very scarce.

As a regional-level media, Ancheng Daily plays an important role as a mouthpiece in Ancheng, a heavy industrial city, and is also the focus of city leaders.

Now that the superior organization has vindicated himself and entrusted him with important responsibilities, Su Molin feels that his mission is as difficult as walking on thin ice.

However, the newspaper office is currently experiencing a shortage of talent, and there is an extreme shortage of talent. As the editor-in-chief, I have only a handful of talented people available.

Many times I feel like a mere commander, and I have no choice but to go into battle on my own.

This made Su Molin feel very depressed.

Now that I have seen these poems by Feng Huacheng, I suddenly have the idea of ​​recruiting him as his subordinate, but this matter is of great importance.

Even if I am the editor-in-chief of Ancheng Daily, I do not have the power to recruit at will. After all, the newspaper is also within the system.

Seeing Su Molin pouring himself a drink, he fell into deep thought. Zhao Shanhe and Zheng Hongbing smiled knowingly and did not disturb him.

Maybe, I have to make a decision in my heart...

It seems that his roundabout strategy to save the country has taken effect.