Zhang Qingyun is a proud and dreamy person. Of course, this is his own opinion. In the eyes of others, it may be more appropriate to evaluate him as "high ambition and unsophisticated talent".

He graduated from a third-rate Normal University and was awesome back then, he refused to be a key middle school teacher and learned that he would go into the market. He came to Zhongnan City alone with 300 yuan.

He told people around him that all this was because of the word "dream".

Zhongnan City is one of the earliest cities in the Republic to open. This stall is very deep. In the first few years of visiting Zhongnan, Zhang Qingyun, who had no background, got up earlier than chickens, slept later than dogs, ate worse than pigs, and worked more tired than donkeys, but he still got bleeding and got empty bags when he went home every year.

When he finally realized one day that "dream" was actually a piece of shit, his career improved a little, and he finally climbed to the position of investment director of a group company, basically as a working emperor.

But all this seemed like God was joking about him. He had not yet had the position of investment director. He was sick and had been working hard for many years. He overdrawed his life in advance. He had a terminal illness - uremia.

In this world, people's hearts are like wolves and human feelings are like dogs. When he needed help the most, the company abandoned him, resulting in his failure to collect all the money for kidney exchange when he was dying.

What? Where did the hospital's public morality go? Forgotten, a great man seemed to say that it would be better to expect a male dog to give birth to a child than to expect a male dog to have a public morality. Of course, male dogs are male dogs after all. After negotiations with many parties, they did not give birth to a child in the end, but our Zhang Qingyun couldn't wait.

He had only two thoughts before his death: "First, I knew my kidney was going to be damaged, so I pretended to be pure. At that time, I should have worked in Zhongnan nightclubs and traveled to the Chinese hair washing room. I regret it...

Second, if there is a next life, will you be a teacher? Or a doctor? If you are a teacher, you will be a gardener! You will pass by the flowers and smell the fragrance of flowers.

What's the point of being a doctor? God... I'm not enough to collect protection fees with God's will!"

However, before he could figure out the second question, he could no longer do it. He felt that his soul had fallen into the endless void...

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"Don't the Virgin of Naiheqiao have been allowed to pass?" This was the first thought that flashed through Zhang Qingyun's mind after he woke up again.

He moved his body and found that the parts were complete. He was startled first! Then he was happy! Finally he laughed.

"Qingyun, you finally woke up, you scared me to death." Zhang Qingyun suddenly heard someone calling him, turned his head and saw that the middle-aged woman in a generous dress and quite intellectual face was looking at him with a kind face, about fifty years old.

Zhang Qingyun was stunned and suddenly felt that there was a lot of information in his mind. The woman in front of him seemed to be very familiar with him. Yes, he is me... mother. Ah? What's going on? He looked confused.

When the old woman saw him in a daze, she didn't talk to him anymore. She just poured him a cup of boiling water, took a few pills, and told him to take it.

After a long time, Zhang Qingyun felt that he had indeed changed and his illness was cured, but he had changed and he became a young man in his early 20s.

"Uh, that... Mom, what day is today!" Zhang Qingyun said weakly.

"It's December 1st today, you! You have been in a coma for three consecutive days and have been unconscious. You didn't arrive on time in the training class for young cadres..."

"Oh...no, what year is I talking about today?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged woman was suddenly shocked and looked at Zhang Qingyun with surprise. Zhang Qingyun suddenly felt that she had lost her words, so she quickly stopped talking and pulled out the topic. Then she said that her body had not recovered and needed rest, so she began to cover her head and think about her mind.

After two days of continuous development, Zhang Qingyun finally clarified his thoughts. He is now happy and worried. He is happy that he has been reborn, and his name is still Zhang Qingyun. He is worried that his current identity is neither a teacher nor a doctor, but just a small civil servant in a remote countryside.

Now Zhang Qingyun is in the late 20th century. The grand military parade in the Republic had just ended, and he himself was one of the earliest civil servants of college students. Since he was admitted to civil servants, he was sent to Liziping Township to serve as an ordinary cadre by the county. It turned out that two years had passed.

Liziping Township is the most remote mountain town in Yongping County, more than 100 kilometers away from the county town. Zhang Qingyun's parents are both primary school teachers in Chengguan Town, the county town, and they have no background, so they can't help Zhang Qingyun's current situation.

Originally, Zhang Qingyun's father Zhang Denian also hoped that he could take advantage of the opportunity of the county youth training to show off and mention a deputy township chief. Who knew that before the training class started, Zhang Qingyun suddenly became ill and had a high fever. He missed this training class again. The old couple saw it and was anxious. His mother Yin Su'e had been nagging in his ears these two days.

Zhang Qingyun just smiled at this. He is much more mature than the old couple in politics. Although according to common sense, entering the Youth Cadre Training Class has always been a sign of promotion, Zhang Qingyun knew that he had no chance of promotion.

Because the situation this year is a bit special, the Central Committee and the State Council held many meetings this year to discuss the issue of rejuvenating cadres and gave a series of important instructions on how to strengthen the training of young cadres. But I just took a ride, and this is just a show for the people below.

Focusing on cultivating young cadres is the organization's emphasis on young cadres, but whether they can be promoted must be considered comprehensively. Zhang Qingyun is self-aware and knows that he will definitely not be within the scope of comprehensive consideration.

However, despite this, Zhang Qingyun was not depressed. The grinding and training in his previous life created his tenacious personality. In addition, the joy and sorrow of being reborn after suffering from terminal illness and being reborn also stimulated him to further mature. Politics is actually an extreme challenge to a person's endurance, IQ and emotional intelligence. The way of officialdom is very profound. It is difficult to explain the problem when gains and losses for a while. As long as you are in this circle, you will have a chance.

He knew clearly that although he looked very down and out at the moment, his starting point was much higher than his previous life. No matter what, he was a civil servant. With this identity, he would have room to play.

"Mom, I want to go to the Party School in the afternoon to see if there is still a chance to transfer to class for a while. This is also good for post-mortem work." After lunch, Zhang Qingyun said to his mother with a smile.

"Qingyun, I think it's better to forget it! Your dad asked for it and heard that the quota for promotion this time has been set. If you go now, even if you can transfer to the shift, you won't get promotion. Isn't it a waste to go there? It's better to take good care of your health. The conditions in the mountains are so poor!" Yin Su'e sighed and said.

"Mom, how can you say that? The organization arranges training for youth cadres, which shows that the organization attaches importance to youth cadres. It is natural for me to make progress. If you don't have the opportunity to promote, you won't learn it? This kind of thinking is unsatisfactory!" Zhang Qingyun said tightly.

"You dead boy, there are not even one of you, and you have a sarcastic voice with your mother. Let's see how I will teach you a lesson!" Yin Su'e said angrily. She cursed and picked up a broom and slapped Zhang Qingyun.

Zhang Qingyun laughed, dodged his mother's attack, turned around and ran out of the door.

There is a small mountain bun in the western suburbs of Yongping County. People call it Tiger Mountain. The mountains and fields are full of orange trees. The county party school is located here.

Zhang Qingyun walked to the streets of the county town and touched his pocket. He found that he had only a few dozen yuan on his body. He smiled bitterly. He still spent 38 yuan to buy a pack of Furong King. He wanted to see the leader, so he should not be too cold.

After buying cigarettes, he lost all the money he had made. The Party School was a bit remote and there was no bus route, so Zhang Qingyun had to choose to walk. Fortunately, the county town was small and he arrived at his destination in less than half an hour.

"Hey, comrade! Which one do you want?" Zhang Qingyun was about to enter the door, but was stopped by the guard.

"Oh, my name is Zhang Qingyun, from the Qingken Training Class. I'm sick these two days. I'll ask Principal Li to explain the situation." Zhang Qingyun said with a smile, and handed over a very skilled cigarette.

The brother took the cigarette and looked at Zhang Qingyun suspiciously. He didn't know the depth for a while. When he saw that Zhang Qingyun was dressed, he did look like a young cadre, so he answered the internal phone call without saying anything.

"Hey, is it Principal Li? There is a name outside..."

"Come on, I'll tell him." The guard said halfway, and Zhang Qingyun snatched the phone and said politely:

"Hello, Principal Li, I am Zhang Qingyun from Liziping Township. I was sick two days ago and could not participate in this youth training. Today I came here to go with my leader.

Let me explain the situation, you see, would you please let me come in and report it in detail to you?"

"Zhang Qingyun?" A confused voice came from the phone. It was obvious that Principal Li was a little unfamiliar with the name. However, Zhang Qingyun spoke very appropriately, and he couldn't refuse. After all, he was also from the Organization Department. The young cadres below asked for progress and took the initiative to explain the situation. Their attitude was too bad and they were labeled as being suppressed by others. They couldn't get it.

"Okay, tell the guard Xiao Wang, come to my office!" Principal Li said kindly.

The president of the county party school is Li Yong, and now he also serves as the deputy director of the Organization Department, at the level of a section. He is about 40 years old, looks very clean and neat, and has a bit of a scholarly temperament. It seems that the organization has given him a comprehensive consideration to appoint him as the president of the party school.

"Haha, Xiao Zhang! Come on, come on, sit down!" Li Yong was very polite. As soon as Zhang Qingyun entered the door, he stood up and greeted him enthusiastically.

Zhang Qingyun nodded secretly. Li Yong is not simple. Although he is almost 40 years old now, he should still have room for improvement. By just dealing with people, it can be seen that he is already well versed in the way of being an official. Young cadres are now a sensitive topic, and if they don’t handle it well, they will make mistakes.

"Principal Li, you are polite! I came today just to report to you the reasons for my absence. At the same time, I also want to make up for it. I want to join a class and strengthen my studies. Look..." Zhang Qingyun said.
Chapter completed!