Cheng Hai calmed down a little and continued:

"Cheng Si is my uncle. He has lived in the village longer than I have. He knows everything about the village, big and small. He is also an upright and kind person, and is deeply respected and trusted by everyone."

"His election as village chief was a popular choice and he deserved it. And I am still young after all."

“Although I am full of enthusiasm, I know that I still lack experience and training in many aspects.”

"So I thought that by coming to the big platform of the supply and marketing cooperative, I could get in touch with more people and things and learn more practical knowledge and skills."

“I will hone myself well and improve my abilities so that I can make greater contributions to the village in the future.”

Cheng Hai's words were precise and full of wisdom. When talking about the election of village chief, he recounted Cheng Si's many years of contribution to the village.

From mediating disputes to organizing activities, he explained Cheng Si's advantages and the legitimacy of his election thoroughly, with full respect and full affirmation.

As for oneself, based on youth, one should point out one's potential, learning ability and courage, without boasting or feeling inferior, and display one's own value in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

These words not only take others into consideration but also highlight himself, which fully demonstrates his art of speaking and way of dealing with people.

Director Song listened carefully to Cheng Hai's words, patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him:

"Great! It's rare for young people to have such ideas and attitudes. I believe that in the supply and marketing cooperative, you will be able to realize your own value. The future is promising!"

It is noon now. Although the sun is shining, it still feels chilly when the wind blows.

Wang Jianguo turned his head and saw that everyone was chatting enthusiastically and no one was thinking of going into the house.

Looking at the food on the table in the room, the heat was coming out little by little and it was about to be gone.

Wang Jianguo became anxious and quickly walked up to Director Song, Cheng Hai, Cheng Si and Director Liu with a smile on his face.

He smiled at everyone, then said seriously:

"Leaders, let's not stand here. It's windy outside, and the food was still hot when it was served."

"If you stand here for a while, the heat will dissipate and it won't taste good later."

"Besides, today is the opening day of the supply and marketing cooperative. I was not thoughtful enough and did not invite Director Liu."

"Let's go inside quickly. I have to toast Director Liu with a few glasses of wine and apologize sincerely. You must forgive me."

Director Song laughed loudly, patted Wang Jianguo's arm and said:

"Jianguo, you are honest. Everyone knows that you didn't do it on purpose."

Director Liu also smiled, with a gentle smile on his face, and said jokingly:

"Okay, okay, Jianguo, you have to drink a few more, or I won't let you go."

Amidst the laughter, everyone walked into the house, laughing. Wang Jianguo followed behind, watching everyone laugh, and he also laughed, feeling more at ease.

When I entered the house, I saw the table full of food. It smelled delicious and the heat made the house warm.

Director Song walked into the room with steady steps. As soon as his eyes fell on the table full of dishes, his face instantly turned gloomy.

Just like the clear sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, his eyebrows were tightly knitted into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

His eyes were full of astonishment and dissatisfaction, and the corners of his mouth, which had been relaxed, were tightly pursed into a serious straight line.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Jianguo sharply. His voice trembled slightly with anger as he said loudly:

"Jianguo, what on earth are you doing? Look, there are only a few of us, and you're preparing such a large table of food. How ridiculous!"

As Director Song spoke, he pointed at the dishes on the table, his arms trembling slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress his inner anger.

"How much will this cost?"

Director Song raised his voice, his eyes revealing deep sadness and regret.

"Do you know how hard it is to make money now? Every penny is the result of everyone's hard work. How can we squander it like this?"

His chest heaved violently and he became more and more excited.

"I have worked diligently and honestly all my life, and I have never dared to slack off or be greedy in the slightest."

Director Song's voice became low and hoarse, and his eyes revealed firmness and determination.

"Isn't it obvious that the food on today's table is meant to make me make a mistake? If I eat it, how can I be worthy of the trust that the Party and the people have placed in me?"

"How can I be worthy of the principles I have upheld for most of my life?"

At this point, Director Song's eyes reddened slightly, and his face was full of disappointment and helplessness.

“How can I eat this?”

Director Song suddenly threw his hands away, turned his back to the table, and his body trembled slightly with anger.

"Hurry up and get rid of these dishes. Don't waste them like this again!"

His voice was unquestionable and echoed in the house for a long time.

When Wang Jianguo heard Director Song's reprimand, he seemed to be frozen in an instant, his face full of surprise and astonishment, his eyes slightly widened, and his lips slightly parted.

He showed a bewildered look, obviously overwhelmed by this sudden situation.

However, this brief loss of composure only lasted for a moment, and he quickly came to his senses.

The corners of his mouth immediately raised up, and he tried to force out a friendly and sincere smile, then quickly walked to Director Song's side.

He bowed slightly and explained to Director Song in a patient and respectful tone:

"Director Song, look at you, this is really a big misunderstanding."

As Wang Jianguo spoke, he raised his hand and gently patted Director Song on the shoulder, trying to calm him down.

"These dishes are not delicacies from land and sea, or luxurious delicacies. They are just the common meals we eat every day."

There was a hint of simplicity and sincerity in his eyes. He pointed to the plate of chicken on the table and continued:

"Take this chicken for example. I personally went to the mountains to hunt and got it. I earned it with my own skills and sweat."

"And these dried potatoes and eggplants are all grown and dried by Brother Zhao's family in our village. They are all natural and pollution-free, and they taste really good."

"These fish and eggs were taken from Yu Daguang's house in the village. They are real country eggs and fresh fish just caught from the river."

"This pickled cabbage was pickled by Aunt Du, Cheng Erhua's mother. Her craftsmanship is one of the best in our village. It tastes sour and delicious, and goes well with rice."

Wang Jianguo spoke at a steady pace, his voice was clear and steady, and he always had a smile on his face, making people feel his sincerity and calmness.

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