When Zhang Wei just arrived at the school gate, he happened to meet Chen Xiaoduan.

Because the two of them had just met at the wine table the night before.

So Zhang Wei recognized her at a glance and knew that Chen Xiaoduan was Luo Xuan's Chinese teacher.

When he heard that Luo Xuan had asked for leave and would not come to school these days, Zhang Wei seemed a little embarrassed.

At this time, Ji Xuyuan, who had returned from having breakfast, saw Chen Xiaoduan and Zhang Wei, and invited Zhang Wei into Nanhua Palace.

The two chatted for a while, and then Ji Xuyuan learned that Zhang Wei was worrying about a newsletter manuscript.

Nanhua Palace, Liu Fugui, and Luo Xuan, three generations of old, middle, and young people worked together to improve the threshing machine.

According to the above meaning, the communication draft written by Zhang Wei to the county radio station only needs to highlight Liu Fugui's backbone role.

As for Nanhua Palace, Luo Xuan hangs behind Liu Fugui, just a little light is enough.

In the township, they are determined to establish Liu Fugui as an advanced model. If the two green leaves of Nanhua Palace and Luoxuan are too lush, how can it be done?

Zhang Wei is in trouble here: in his heart, he is biased towards Luo Xuan, Zhang Wei wants to praise Luo Xuan, his little brother.

"Broadcaster Zhang can't leave. So, I came to you to ask, what kind of charter do you have?"

Ji Xuyuan said, "Anyway, I, Nanhua Palace, will do what we discussed before. If I don't go back and give Announcer Zhang a reply in the afternoon, he will do what 'the higher ups' say."

If you, Luo Xuan, have any different opinions, then you should quickly go to the Hongxing Township Radio Station and talk to him face to face."

"That's it?"

Luo Xuan was confused, "Zhang Wei doesn't know the reason. Mr. Ji, you know it best. What do I think? It would be nice if I could grab Liu Fugui's tail and get a little bit of his nobility. You old man,

Why do you make a special trip just for this?"

He, Nanhua Palace, and Liu Fugui'er have already discussed the distribution of the benefits of the threshing machine.

Zhang Wei really didn't know the joints.

But Ji Xuyuan participated in the whole process, how could he not know?!

Logically speaking, he could answer Zhang Wei on the spot: Luo Xuan is still young, Shuzi became famous too early, and his future is promising.

Don't be embarrassed, just follow the instructions above.

But why did Ji Xuyuan come to the Zhengxing production team to talk to him about this?

Ji Xuyuan was confused and couldn't help but chuckle, "I knew I couldn't hide it from you, a little devil! Forget it, I'll just tell you the truth. I came here to make a living with you."

Luo Xuan snorted coldly, "Your 28.5 kilograms of resident food a month is not enough?"

Ji Xuyuan laughed at the chicken thief, "It's not enough! I have starved to death for those people in Nanhua Palace and subsidized their food."

Luo Xuan's face was still gloomy, "Don't tell me that you don't know the frog market."

Ji Xuyuan is not short of money.

Although he "donated" all his property, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse.

Rich families are poor, even poor people have three dans of copper.

Like the breeder, Uncle Zhou's family, they are really poor.

And for people like Ji Xuyuan, he didn't have his house turned over, knocked to the ground, or stepped on several times like other rich men.

The life that Ji Xuyuan lived was far superior to that of most people of his era.

His living standard is just not as luxurious as before... He has nothing to do with the word "poor".
Chapter completed!