Although Fang Aiguo looked calm, he was actually full of anxiety inside.

As a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Writers Association, he was really confused.

As the saying goes, my family knows their own business. Although his "Jingde Lantern" sold fairly well, it was only good and far from being a big hit.

As for him, he can only be said to be slightly famous in the literary circles of Central Plains Province. Logically speaking, it is not his turn to become a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Writers Association.

After getting the appointment letter and returning to the hotel, he realized that he co-authored the book because he had a good son.

Fang Chen suddenly laughed and waved his hand, "It's okay. You can be a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Writers Association. Your son can still cover this matter."

Needless to say, this must be the province's goodwill towards him.

Judging from this time, it was probably after Secretary Guo of Lingnan attended the dinner party with him.

They were afraid that he would be completely pulled over by the Lingnan side and the province would become a little restless, so they came up with this move.

But I don’t know if this is considered characteristic socialism.

But it doesn’t matter. He is just a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Writers Association. Since the province has given it to him, he will take it. If he doesn’t take it, the province may think that he really has other thoughts. After all, after the incident with the five thousand apprentices, Qing Qing

There are no big moves anymore in Tiantong Communications.

"If you feel it is inappropriate, I will return this appointment letter to the Writers Association." Fang Aiguo said seriously.

To be honest, he was really happy when he just got the appointment certificate. For most of his life, he had never even been the editor-in-chief of a factory newspaper. Now he suddenly became a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Writers Association. Not to mention that he was so fascinated that he fainted.

Yes, but it really has the meaning of Fan Jin passing the exam.

But now that I think about it, it seems unnecessary. He just likes to write something. It doesn't matter whether someone likes to read it or he just enjoys himself. Anyway, with Fang Chen, the son of the richest man, he can definitely live a life of food and clothing.

As for saying that this official position is inappropriate, it doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't affect Fang Chen.

"It's okay, it's really just a small matter, just continue on in a down-to-earth manner." Fang Chen smiled again and waved his hand.

He thought it was better not to make things difficult for the people in the province.

As soon as a person becomes famous, all kinds of honors will come to him.

Just like Lao Ma, in addition to five honorary doctorates, there are also consultants at Shuimu University School of Economics and Management, Assistant Secretary-General of the United Nations, Indonesian e-commerce consultants, Malaysian digital economy consultants, Chairman of the Board of Directors of the Global Internet Governance Alliance, and former British Prime Minister Kamei.

London Special Economic Food Consultant, Chairman of the Chinese Entrepreneurs Club and more than fifty titles.

Li Yanhong is also the vice president of the China Chamber of Commerce, vice chairman of the All-China Federation of Industry and Commerce, and vice chairman of the Yanjing Association for Science and Technology.

In addition to being the honorary dean of his alma mater, Liu Chuanzhi is also the co-chairman of the Global CEO Development Conference, etc.

Speaking of the big guys in his previous life, Ma Huateng had the least title, but he also served as vice chairman of the Youth Federation and vice president of the China Federation of Internet Social Organizations.

Speaking of which, with so many messy titles and affairs, can these people be busy?

Not to mention being qualified for most positions, I'm afraid there aren't many serious office hours for these titles in a year, and even if there are, they are very few.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen shook his head. This should not be considered unique. It should be said that it is the same all over the world. You can't say that Lao Ma's titles from Indonesia, Malaysia, the former British Prime Minister, and even the United Nations are also the same.

Given domestically.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen laughed. It's easy to give Lao Ma and the others a title, but it's really difficult to give him a name. It's not that his achievements are not enough, it's mainly because of his age.

He is only seventeen this year, and he is still a high school student. If any university gives him the title of honorary doctorate, it will make people laugh crazy. Even the chairman of any chamber of commerce is unreliable.

Therefore, Fang Chen estimated that the brain cells of the provincial policy research office, or the think tanks of the provincial leadership, were almost burned to death, so he finally thought of giving his biological father the title of Standing Committee Member of the Provincial Writers Association, in order to

I came here to show my kindness to him, but if I back down again, these think tank people will really vomit blood.

However, it is quite funny that my biological father responded so vaguely and only realized what was going on when he came back to his senses.

But my biological father seems to have always been like this.

Nothing wrong.

Hearing what Fang Chen said, Fang Aiguo's heart gradually returned to his stomach. He thought about it for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "The Provincial Prose Society, which was just established two years ago, now invites me to be the vice president.

Can you agree too?"

Is there another one coming out?

Fang Chen really feels sorry for the think tanks in the province. This is definitely considered a painstaking effort.

However, if you have too many lice, you don’t need to itch, and if you have too many debts, you don’t have to worry about them. Whether you are chasing one sheep or a group of sheep, it doesn’t matter.

But now that I can remember it, I asked myself first. I didn't agree vaguely like the Standing Committee of the Provincial Writers Association. Fang Chen felt that this was already an improvement for his own father.

Fang Chen glanced at his biological father and said with a smile: "Promise. Once you agree like this, I will dare to say that I am the son of a great essayist."

When I was young, my father was my child's support, a big tree.

When the children grow up, they will naturally have to be their father's mountain. There is nothing better than this in the cycle of heaven and earth. There is nothing wrong with that.

As soon as these words came out, Fang Aiguo became even more embarrassed, "You'd better wait for me to write a few more articles before I talk about being a great essayist."

Although he said that, Fang Chen could hear a strong sense of confidence from his own father's mouth.

If you don't have self-confidence, I'm afraid you won't dare to say that if you write a few more articles, you can become a great essayist.

Early the next morning, Fang Chen drove his car and took his parents to Qianqian Village to meet the old man to celebrate the New Year.

"I don't have a son like you, so get out of here!"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Fang Chen suddenly heard a loud shout from the old man!

The three of them couldn't help but pause in their footsteps. Fang Aiguo and Liu Xiuying looked at each other and said in unison: "Second brother."

However, although the words were exactly the same, the tone of the two people was completely different. Liu Xiuying's tone revealed a sense of schadenfreude, while Fang Aiguo's tone was more helpless.

Fang Chen also showed a trace of disgust in his eyes.

In the previous life, although my own father had a bad personality, he was dull, literary, sad, soft-tempered, ignorant of the world, and did not care about housework...

After thinking about it, Fang Chen looked a little ugly, as if he had gone too far. After all, he was also his biological father.

But no matter what, they are still within the category of normal people.

Moreover, my second uncle is really not good enough. Since he was a child, he has never made big things but made small mistakes constantly, and he has done a lot of sneaky things.

When I started working, I spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. In the end, the factory refused to look at the old man's face and fired me.

No more than a few years later, today's state-owned enterprise employees can really be called business owners. If you want to fire an ordinary worker, you may have to go from the workshop to the branch factory, and finally to the main factory to make a decision, let alone

Don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, the old man's face is still here and there.

Just like this, he could still be fired, which shows how good his second uncle is as a person.

In his previous life, he went south to work for several years. Although Fang Aijun made some money, he spent it all quickly. Later, when he grew up, he helped him wipe his butt for the sake of his uncle-nephew relationship, but he, his younger uncle,

The days were still very miserable.

There is no way, people can't do it.

In fact, he didn't care about all this, but he couldn't tolerate it. Fang Aijun sold the ancestral home that his grandparents had worked so hard to build.

He always felt that the reason why grandma went so early was because she was too tired when building the ancestral house.

However, when they met the year before last year, he finally knew how his second uncle earned money when he went south for several years in his previous life. It turned out that he collected and cleaned donated clothes from morgues in Europe and the United States, used them as new goods, and sold them back home.

Get money.

Later, Fang Aijun became addicted to drugs and died.

During the Chinese New Year last year, Fang Aijun probably didn't come back to celebrate the New Year because he was afraid that the old man's anger was still lingering, but he came here today for some unknown reason.

Fang Chen's expression changed, and a helpless smile flashed across his lips, probably because he had heard news about him.

Otherwise, based on his understanding of Fang Aijun's character, Fang Aijun would not go home for the New Year at least in the next three to five years.

I just pity my sister, who had a bad fate since she was born. Except for the few years when she was born, she lived a good life, but when she grew up, she didn't live a good life for a few days.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen had an idea. According to the time, his sister should have been born.

Fang Chen couldn't help but follow Fang Aiguo and Liu Xiuying and took two quick steps.

As soon as he entered the main room, Fang Chen saw his grandfather stepping on Fang Aijun's back, pressing him firmly on the bench, and hitting Fang Aijun's buttocks with the thousand-layer cloth shoe in his hand.

Fang Aijun had tears and snot flying from his nose, and his face showed bursts of pain. He didn't know whether it was physical pain or heartache.

However, Fang Chen thought that if it were him, he would probably feel sorry for him. He is in his thirties and still being beaten by an old man like this, it is really hard to lose face.

But Fang Chen was suddenly surprised to find that Fang Aijun was so stubborn this time that he didn't even scream. It was really a ghost.

Based on his experience of observing with his own eyes five or six times in his previous life, he had never seen Fang Aijun so tough.

The second aunt on the side, Zhou Cuifang, was trembling with fear and did not dare to go over. She could only shout: "Dad, don't hit me. If you hit me again, you will be killed."

Fang Chen took a closer look and realized that Zhou Cuifang was holding a baby in her arms, but he didn't know if it was the sister from his previous life.
Chapter completed!