Return to Splendid

Chapter 186 Impersonating the Factory Director

Xing Yi returned to the county town and met with Yang Linxiang, asking Yang Linxiang to contact his friends and help him deliver some things since it was convenient for him to drive to Sangjiazhai.

While talking, the ringtone on his cell phone rang. Seeing that it was Secretary-General Gu, Xing Yi motioned to Yang Linxiang to wait a moment.He answered the phone first.

Secretary-General Gu told him that the auction was scheduled and would be held in the provincial capital the day after tomorrow. The pigeon GK200 would be the last to be auctioned and would be the most eye-catching at that time, so he was asked to attend in person.

Xing Yi still insists on that sentence, you raise and train the pigeons for competition, you just have to be present, I don’t have to come.The secretary-general said, many pigeon fanciers want to meet you, and they admire you just because you expressed your intention to bring me back.Xing Yi said I'm sorry to them and I will make a special trip to visit them in the future.

After making the call, I saw that Yang Linxiang was confused, so I told him the story of pigeon No. GK200.

Yang Linxiang listened with great interest and said: "My father caught a few pigeons from the rocks many years ago and raised them under the eaves. Now there are dozens of pigeons. One time I went back and caught two to prepare for stew. , when I was about to cover its head and put it into the water to drown, I found a collar on its foot with a number on it. I thought it must have a background, so I didn’t dare to stew it and let it go.”

Xing Yi said: "You did the right thing, that is, the pigeon that someone sent to compete was injured on the way back and stayed here. Your father adopted it, and it will stay in your home forever and become a friend of your family. "

Yang Linxiang said: "My father likes pigeons very much. He often takes the pigeons to the market and releases them home from the farm. I will tell him next time I go back that he can sign up for the competition. I don't know if it will work."

Xing Yi said: "Of course, there is a carrier pigeon association in the county."

"But my father doesn't know much of it yet."

"Pigeon racing is an activity very suitable for middle-aged and elderly people to participate in. You can ask your father to sign up first. Over time, you will understand a lot and your interest will become stronger and stronger."

Yang Linxiang said: "They asked you to attend the auction. I happen to be going to the provincial capital the day after tomorrow. You come to take a ride and come back in the evening."

Xing Yi said: "I have told the Secretary-General that I will not go, but since you are going, please go and participate in a different identity."

I told Yang Linxiang my thoughts and how to participate after I went there.

Yang Linxiang nodded solemnly: "I will definitely do it well."

Xing Yi returned to the village the next day and continued his investigation, but found that something was not right and the villagers' attitude towards him changed.

He changed his strategy and continued to move forward. At noon, he came to an ordinary house near the center of the village. The sound of iron spoons and pots colliding could be heard through the wall.

Pushing the door open and walking in, he shouted loudly: "Hey, it smells so good. What kind of food are you cooking?"

The hostess came out of the kitchen, carrying two plates of food and placing them on the table.The male protagonist was sitting at the table with a boy. When he saw him, he said, "It's Director Xing. Come and have some with us."

Xing Yi said: "Don't shout like that. I work in the village. If I don't hold any position, just call me Xiao Xing." He sat down and said, "To tell you the truth, I didn't eat this morning and I'm really hungry now. You The food at home is so delicious, I came here just because of the smell."

The hostess served him a bowl of rice, and he was not polite. He ate with the family of three. After eating two bowls of rice, he felt that it was almost done. He took out a ten-dollar bill, put it in front of the hostess, and said: "This is food money."

The heroine didn't move, the hero shook his head, and the child stretched out his hand. As soon as his little hand touched the money, the heroine quickly held it down and prevented him from taking it.

The male protagonist said: "My house is not a restaurant, so you don't have to do this."

Xing Yi said: "I come to work in the village. No matter where I go, it is like this. I have to pay for food. It is only natural."

The hostess pulled the child up and pushed it outside. The child turned his head and looked at the money eagerly.

Xing Yi was about to stand up to persuade, but a figure flashed outside the door, and Director Sang's woman arrived.

The woman stood at the door, glanced at the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and said to Xing Yi: "The food is set over there, waiting for you to eat."

Xing Yi said: "I have already eaten. His food is so delicious." He picked up the money and stuffed it into the male protagonist's hand: "Here, ten yuan, eat for a day."

The director woman said: "You want to have dinner at his house too?"

"Yes." For the next five days, I’ll eat at the restaurant next door. It changes every five days, so I just keep eating.”

After hearing what he said, the male protagonist tightened his grip on the money.

The director woman said: "What should we do? If we think about it this way..."

Xing Yi said: "I don't know if ten yuan a day is enough. If it's not enough, just tell me and I will add more."

The director woman said "Uh!", stamped her feet, turned back and went out, and left.

In the afternoon, Xing Yi came to this house again. As soon as he sat down, he saw the old man who picked up dung came outside the door. He put a dustpan and shovel under the outside wall and came in to sit face to face with him.

"So, you want to have a meal?"

"Yes, how delicious is the rice in Zhuanzhuan?"

"Will it still change?"

"If it doesn't change, you won't recognize me anymore."

"You are a sensible person."

The female host brought an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, and the male host also brought out home-brewed rice wine. Xing Yi, the elder and the family of three made the table very lively.

The meal lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening.

Xing Yi was drunk and supported each other with the old man scavenging. The street in the middle of the village was not big enough for them to walk. They staggered and gibbered three times. It was two o'clock in the middle of the night, and four or five guard dogs were walking. After they came out to chase them away, they dispersed and went back to sleep.

At dawn, another call came, it was Wen Qiyi.He opened his mouth and said, "Xing Yi, you are amazing. You came back and accomplished a big thing."

Xing Yi asked: "What's going on?"

"You are still pretending as if nothing happened. Let me ask you, how did you talk to the villager named Wang?"

Xing Yi said: "You are saying that Wang Chuan Gang is reporting the problem of his oil mill. His name is not on the public list, so he is very worried."

"He was anxious. He stayed in the office, believing that the factory had made a mistake about his oil mill. He also said that he had met the factory director and promised to correct him. He Rui was not at home, and Tong Jingjiang had not seen him. Then who did he find? Who else is the factory director? Hehe, he said he saw the factory director at the water tower, so who else was there besides you at the water tower? Who lent you the courage? You pretended to be the factory director!"

"Impersonating the factory director? How can this happen?"

"It turns out that you have a motive and purpose for caring about this matter. You really want to show off and stand up for the people. You go to help. It has only been a few days, but you don't know how high the sky is?"

"It doesn't matter, don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, it's you. What else can you say? You're just showing off in front of Wang. Xing Yi, Xing Yi, I know you today."

"Old Wen, after we've been together for so long, you still don't know my character? Is it interesting to pretend to be the factory director?"

"If you make mistakes, you must correct them. That's what you said."

"Then Wang Chuan helped his oil mill to publicize that there was a problem, and he came to report it. If there was a problem after verification, it should be corrected."

"When you said this, you felt like the factory director, didn't you?"

"I understand. He made a misunderstanding. He always thought that I was the director of the factory. I have explained it to you. You admitted the wrong person. I am the only person watching the water tower."

Wen Qiyi said: "Stop being sophistical. You have a good attitude and speak from the heart. It's not easy to get such high praise from the villagers."