Rebirth of Minister Qi

Team leader Hong looked at Qi Tongwei with a smile.

"Nothing, it's just that you did a good job of hiding it from me. Did you write the Ming Dynasty 1566?"

Qi Tongwei scratched the back of his head.

"Well, I was hospitalized for three months due to a work-related injury. I was so bored that I asked Mr. Gao Yuliang to give me some books on Ming history.

I found it quite inspiring, so I thought of writing a story like this. It was a blessing in disguise. Who knows, people would like it.”

Team leader Hong patted Qi Tongwei on the shoulder.

"Good boy, I gave a book to the old man, he has been complaining about being bored lately.

Then he said that if he could write anymore, he would also learn to write a novel.

How is your second volume coming along?

It seems like a nonsense question. You are busy with this matter with us old guys every day.

The old man is in a hurry. If you are not busy, just continue writing the rest.

His grandson will read it to him.”

When Qi Tongwei heard the news, he was stunned. He didn't expect that the book he plagiarized was actually seen by the old man, and it was said that the old man liked it quite a lot.

For an author, having such good readers is a very honorable thing and something he can brag about for the rest of his life.

"Yes, Mr. Hong, I will start writing as soon as I get back.

We must let the elderly see it as soon as possible."

"By the way, I heard that your work here is over and you will be transferred to the grassroots public security next."

Team leader Hong seemed to be asking casually, but it also touched Qi Tongwei's heartstrings.

"Yes, Mr. Hong, I plan to work at the grassroots level in the county for a few years and do my part to help the local people.

Besides, I have contributed to this public security law, and I would like to see its effects in practice.

Any law must be practical, come from practice and go to practice. "

"Haha, do you think I want you to stay here?

It can be seen that you are a person who wants to do big things. You are talented and have good execution ability.

Go to the local area and catch some bad guys, but with your current level, you don't need to rush to the front line to compete with others in shooting skills when you go to the grassroots counties.

The position is different, and the way of doing things is also different.”

Qi Tongwei was encouraged inexplicably and was a little confused. Did they keep him here just to help the old man urge for more updates?

Looking at Team Leader Hong's smiling face, I always feel that he has something else to say. Forget it, I won't think about it anymore and should just enjoy the rest of the holiday.

In the new house in Xiawazi Hutong, Jin Xinkai and Qi Tongwei were sitting at the tea table in the main room, slowly brewing Kung Fu tea.

"Brother, how is your married life? Teacher Cheng must be very gentle and lovely."

Jin Xinkai rolled his eyes at Qi Tongwei and took a sip of the new Longjing tea.

"Look at me now, I am quite mature, I wear a Zhongshan suit and an executive jacket every day, and I also changed my car, which is provided by the company.

The big jeep was returned to my cousin.

By the way, you have already paid back one hundred and thirty of your royalties this month. Wow, you really know how to make money.

I made so much money so quickly by just writing a few hundred pages.

A piece of paper costs ten thousand yuan.

They are stealing money.”

Qi Tongwei had never paid attention to this matter until now, when he noticed that he had kept the passbook at home, because the bank and the publishing house had agreed that the copy of the royalties deposited in the bank would be directly transferred to Jin Xinkai.

Besides, his salary is much higher now than before. With the identity of a legal expert of the Ministry of Public Security, he enjoys an allowance that is higher than his salary. He lives frugally, eats in the cafeteria and lives in the dormitory. The company covers almost all his living problems because he is an expert. He only moved to the new house in the past month, and his basic salary was directly transferred to his parents in his hometown.

From now on, life will be more affluent. The royalties are not small. I paid off more than one hundred yuan in five months. Although I want to pay off the debts of my parents and fellow villagers directly, my father is not a reliable person. He is easily influenced by flattery and a few compliments.

It is possible that after transferring tens of thousands of dollars, the old man would become arrogant and spend the money recklessly.

At the moment, I have transferred almost all of my monthly salary of several hundred yuan to them, and I can also explain to my parents that the salary in Beijing is higher than that in Lincheng, so I can send more.

With these few hundred yuan, they can support their own lives and pay off the debts of one household every month. This allows my parents to stand up straight in the village and are praised for raising a good son. My mother told me that the village director is arranging for the old man to run for a position as a member of the village committee so that he can participate in village affairs.

This was of course done for Qi Tongwei's sake. As a father is honored by his son, Qi Tongwei also expressed his agreement on the phone. He took the initiative to transfer 2,000 yuan to the old man and told him that as an official, he should dress decently. It would be best to spend the money in the village and do more things for the village collective. It could be regarded as Qi Tongwei's way of repaying the villagers.

The old man in Qi Tongwei's family likes to hear such words and likes to be flattered by others. His son, who works in the ZY, actively supports him in participating in the work in the village, which also makes him feel very proud.

The next day, he went to the village committee and together with a few old men, canvassed for votes door to door. Following Qi Tongwei's instructions, the old man bought some rice, flour, grain and oil, and delivered gifts to every family in the name of thanking the villagers for sponsoring Qi Tongwei's schooling, and canvassed for votes at the same time.

Within a few days, the committee member was successfully elected. My mother bought a piece of good material and made a western suit for the old man herself. He finally looked like an official when he wore it.

Qi Tongwei felt happy when he looked at the photo of the old man that his mother sent with the letter, the photo of the two old people with the villagers, and some photos of his mother and sister.

The next day I found a photo studio, made a few photo frames, framed the photos, and placed them in the bedroom.

At the same time, Qi Tongwei specially invited Sha Baitian to the photo studio to take photos together. He put the developed photos in the reply letter and sent it to his old man and mother in his hometown.

"You can't run away now. Once this letter is sent, my parents will meet you."

Although the silly and naive girl was still tough in her words, her body was very honest. She took a lot of photos with Qi Tongwei in the photo studio. She also watched Qi Tongwei write a reply letter and stuffed several of her personal photos and photos of the two of them into the letter.

"Then you have to listen to me from now on. I want to be the boss."

"Oh, you, young comrade, you want to be the boss before you even get the position.

The procedure has not yet begun.”

Zhang Ruonan thought about it and directly pulled Qi Tongwei out the door.

"Come on, I'll take you to my house and go through the formalities first. Anyway, I want to be the boss. If you don't obey, I'll beat you up.

I have practiced it before, I learned it from Jackie Chan."

Now it was Qi Tongwei's turn to panic.

"Are you going now? I haven't prepared anything."

Qi Tongwei suppressed his panic and went to buy a bunch of gifts, including a box of Moutai, some Huazi, and other precious medicinal materials. He spent all the thousands of dollars he had on him, and only then did he calm down.