Deserted Wife's Extraordinary Life

C77 Multiple Friends Multiple Paths



C77 Multiple Friends Multiple Paths

1When Kang Ying heard this, she too felt deep veneration for him.    

    

She remembered that in her previous life it had been very popular in the cities, where people often formed groups on weekends or drove their cars to the countryside in suburban Zhou County.    

    

The countryside then was not the same as the countryside now. There were flat cement roads, small gardens at the front and back of the houses, and even neat cement roads in the farmlands, just like a resort farm.    

    

Thinking about it, since the countryside could become a tourist spot for rural tourism in the future, it should be supported by the selfless dedication of grassroots workers like Director Zeng.    

    

Kang Ying followed Director Zeng's tone and said, "So, I want the government to take the lead on this matter. I will write you the concrete plan."    

    

Ever since Director Zeng vaguely felt that Shi Jiangyuan was different from others towards Kang Ying, he had decided to fully support Kang Ying.    

    

So when he heard Kang Ying say that, he slapped his thigh and said, "This is a good thing. I'll report it immediately, not only for the funds for the event, but also for the provincial newspaper and television reporters to come and report on the scene."    

    

If we want to do it, we have to do the publicity, and the publicity will be full of gimmicks that will attract everyone's attention. Let everyone know that our Lu County makes good tea, and our Lu County makes good tea! "    

    

Kang Ying didn't expect Director Zeng to accept her suggestion so quickly. She hurried to thank Director Zeng.    

    

"What thank you? This is for the good of us rural citizens. We should thank you."    

    

Director Zeng finished his business and sipped his tea happily.    

    

"Then I'll go back and organize it. I'll try my best to get it done in the shortest amount of time possible and hand it over to you." Kang Ying said swiftly.    

    

Director Zeng nodded and said: "If you finish, bring the Bureau Of Agriculture to me. My office is at 302."    

    

Kang Ying silently remembered, many friends, many paths.    

    

Seeing that Director Zeng was very interested in her own creativity, she suddenly felt the pressure on her lessen by half as if the government had taken the lead.    

    

She no longer had to worry about the funds needed for the event, nor did she have to worry about contacting people from all sides. These things were all very easy to do under the leadership of the government.    

    

Shi Jiangyuan was brewing tea at the side. Listening to Kang Ying and Director Zeng chatting with each other, he quietly refilled their cups with tea. He did all of this with ease.    

    

This was originally his home, so he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. It was a complete contrast to the atmosphere here.    

    

Director Zeng couldn't help but secretly size up Kang Ying and Shi Jiangyuan. In his heart, he felt that the two of them were pretty good together.    

    

It was just that Kang Ying's family background was too weak. If Shi Jiangyuan was looking for someone at Lu County, it would probably set off a huge uproar, right?    

    

He pretended that he didn't know anything. He couldn't get involved in this. Shi Jiangyuan wanted to help Kang Ying, so he also helped to get on the horse.    

    

After two more rounds of tea, Director Zeng and Shi Jiangyuan left.    

    

However, Kang Ying's mind was filled with the crackling sound of inspiration. To come up with a plan to plan King of Tea Competition was a piece of cake for her. It was just that to turn the plan into specific words and onto the paper, she needed to reorganize it.    

    

Kang Ying was so excited that she didn't feel sleepy for a while. She sat down at the desk in her bedroom and started to write her plans.    

    

Holding the pen, Kang Ying initially felt that her writing style was rather rough, and there were even some less commonly used words that she forgot how to write because they were all typed on a computer before. If she didn't understand the words, she could also type them into a phonetic alphabet, but unlike now, she would have to check the dictionary if she didn't understand the words.    

    

Kang Ying couldn't find a dictionary in her room, so she was left empty-handed and prepared to go to Xinhua Bookstore tomorrow to buy a new one to look up the words.    

    

In her previous life, she had always used smart Pinyin. Even if there were words she didn't recognize, as long as she could produce them, she would definitely be able to find them. She had almost forgotten about the ability to search for a dictionary.    

    

Kang Ying missed the convenience and speed in the computer era. The era she came from was already close to the interconnection of all living things. Through the internet, it was extremely convenient to integrate all the applications of life and work.    

    

Kang Ying rubbed her eyes. Forget it. It's better not to think about this. Let's deal with the scene before us first. That era will eventually come.    

    

After working until the second half of the night, Kang Ying finally finished writing the entire King of Tea Competition's initial plan. Although there were still some details that needed to be sketched out, the overall plan's outline had already surfaced.    

    

Kang Ying stood up and stretched her back. She looked at the alarm clock on the table and realized that it was 2: 30 in the morning.    

    

Not good, why did he stay up all night?    

    

Kang Ying kept reminding herself not to go all out like she did in her previous life, not to stay up late and take care of her body. She would never think of herself, so she accidentally stayed up late again.    

    

Annoyed, Kang Ying put down her pen and rushed to the bathroom to wash her face. She took a quick shower to cool off and washed off the sticky feeling before going back to bed.    

    

Kang Ying was worried that she might not be able to sleep due to the superficial layer of her brain after writing her plan for the better part of the night. Unexpectedly, the moment her head touched the pillow, she immediately fell into the land of darkness.    

    

Before she fell asleep, Kang Ying could only lament that it was good to be young, to be able to eat whenever she wanted, and to be able to sleep whenever she wanted.    

    

The next day, Kang Ying woke up naturally. She stretched on the bed, thinking that this morning she would complete the entire proposal and then quickly hand the proposal to Director Zeng.    

    

Kang Ying got up when she thought of the proposal. She brushed her teeth and washed her face, then took out the green bean porridge from last night from the refrigerator. After it was hot, she ate the pickles and felt refreshed.    

    

It wasn't until around 10: 00 PM that Kang Ying not only outlined the entire plan, but she also remembered the way she used to write those words.    

    

Kang Ying copied it again with a pen.    

    

Her handwriting was not a famous one, but under the strict requirements of the exam, her handwriting was pretty good.    

    

It was just that they were used to using electronic products later on, causing the calligraphy to stop there. Although it was not an artistic feeling, it was at least as neat and orderly as printing.    

    

After copying the plan and putting it in an envelope, he looked at his watch and saw that it was time for lunch.    

    

Kang Ying couldn't help but laugh. Her time seemed to have been spent primarily on eating three meals a day.    

    

It was not easy for one person to eat anything, one dish was too little, and two dishes were too much.    

    

Kang Ying cooked a pot of rice, half of it was for Egg Fried Rice, and the other half was for cooling. She put it in the fridge to soak in the water vapor, and the other half for Egg Fried Rice.    

    

Even though it was a fried rice dish, the patterns were also different. The feeling of placing carrot, diced carrot, or celery, fragrant leaves, or cooking seafood fried rice was completely different.    

    

Kang Ying did not think that the two meals of Egg Fried Rice was a monotonous repetition. Even if it was Egg Fried Rice, they should at least try different methods, right?    

    


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