Outsider: The Fifth Young Master of the Kang Family

Chapter 188 Public Welfare Planner

"You claim to be a senior accountant, but you can't even explain something so simple."

As expected, my father could not continue to work at the neighborhood committee after only two days. During class, he was taken away by his eighth aunt, a senior live-in nanny in Changsheng Street. She followed her mother to work as a maid in the landlord's house decades ago. After the landlords were overthrown and the reform and opening up began, she became a nanny. The content of her work was basically the same as when she was a maid, but the nature of her work had changed.

The nanny applied frostbite cream to the old man and said with a wry smile, "What you said was not as thorough as what the Eighth Aunt said. When he was on stage, the little nannies were confused, but the Eighth Aunt could explain it clearly and easily as soon as she got on stage."

"If you ask me, the worst thing is that my dad can't get enough of wearing suits starting tomorrow, and he's got frostbite all over his body. Don't you think he's asking for trouble?" A Yao said with a smile.

The second sister-in-law also joked, "Master, if the neighborhood committee uses an eight-person bridge to carry you, will you still go?"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the old man lowered his head in embarrassment to avoid everyone's gaze. At this time, Director Ye from the neighborhood committee walked into the Kang family and asked, "What's so exciting?"

"Director Ye is here, please sit down." A Yao quickly stood up and offered him his seat. It was Director Ye who arranged for his old man to go to the neighborhood committee for classes.

Director Ye waved her hand, indicating that she would not sit down. She walked towards the nanny, who put down the frostbite cream and said, "We were just talking about the class that Uncle was taking."

"Oh, haha." Director Ye also laughed when he heard it, and said to smooth things over: "I heard that too. Your old man is really knowledgeable."

"Director Ye, are you praising me or mocking me?" But my father didn't buy it.

Director Ye sat down on the sofa next to Lao Dou and said with a smile, "Of course I am praising you, otherwise why would I come to see you?"

"You want me to give a lecture to the neighborhood committee again?" Old Dou asked with a little expectation. He thought Director Ye came here to keep him.

Director Ye quickly waved her hands. She didn't dare to ask her father to give lectures again. But she came here this time to ask her father something. "This time it's not a lecture. It's like this. Our neighborhood committee has decided to add a public welfare planner. After thinking about it, we think you and Uncle Liang are more suitable, so we came to ask if you have any idea to participate in the election?"

"Is that so?" The old man hesitated for a moment.

"Director, do you still need to run for something like this?" Second Brother asked in confusion. Why do you still need to run for something like this that is thankless? What's the point?
Director Ye thanked Zhu Wanling for the tea she poured for her, nodded and replied to the second brother: "Of course, now even the election of village officials in the countryside requires elections, we have to keep up with the advanced."

"If we keep up with the advanced standards, will our salaries be in line with the new ones?" My second sister-in-law was most curious about the salary.

Director Ye shook his head and smiled awkwardly, "That's not the case. It's a charity, so of course being a charity planner is also a charity. It's completely voluntary labor."

"Voluntary? No money?" The second sister-in-law looked disdainful and said to the old man, "Don't go if it's voluntary. It will tire you out."

"Dad, don't listen to what my second sister-in-law says. If you go out and interact with the outside world, you can get in touch with many people and things and understand many things." However, A Yao had a different opinion and thought this was a good thing.

Big Brother Guang also agreed with A Yao's opinion and said, "Yes, Dad, if you attend more big events, you will have more opportunities to wear your suit."

The boss just hit the nail on the head. After hearing that, Lao Dou stopped hesitating and said immediately, "That's right, Director Ye, I will participate in the election. At least my suit can show off."

"Okay, we will hold the open election on next Monday, the 21st. Kang Bo, you should prepare well in the next few days. I will go back first." Seeing that her father agreed, Director Ye gave some instructions and stood up to say goodbye. A Yao walked her to the door.

In the next few days, Lao Dou did not stay at home to write his campaign speech, but went out to canvass for votes from the neighbors. His reason for canvassing for votes was also very strange. He focused on attacking Uncle Liang's age, telling others that Uncle Liang was almost suffering from Alzheimer's disease and could not be a planner at all. Not only that, he also promised Bagu to be the secretary of the public welfare planner, and asked Bagu to use her status in the women's community to help him canvass for votes from female comrades.

On January 1, he went out with full confidence and came home with a face full of resentment. After he entered the house, Kang Qirui clearly felt that the magnetic field of the entire living room had changed. After his father went back to the room, he asked Mazi and A Yao who had gone to the scene with him today: "What happened? Didn't he get selected? This shouldn't be the case. Wasn't he very confident when he went out this morning?"

"We originally thought that Lao Dou would definitely win. When Director Ye announced the result, Lao Dou had already stood up. What's the result?" A Yao kept it a secret. Kang Qirui rolled his eyes and said, "Tell me!"

"Ahem." A Yao cleared his throat and imitated Director Ye's tone and said, "Dear neighbors, after personal assessment and democratic voting, and comprehensive consideration of various aspects, I now announce that the first public welfare event planner of our neighborhood committee is..."

"The highly respected comrade Liang Xixia!"

The nanny pointed to the room and said, "With your dad's personality, he was very disappointed when he didn't get selected. Director Ye also said that Liang Bo was highly respected, but your dad thought Director Ye was saying that he was neither highly respected nor respected, so he just turned his face away and came back."

"Hasn't Dou been canvassing for votes outside these days? Didn't it work?" Kang Qirui thought about it and denied it, "It shouldn't be like that. Dou wouldn't be so confident if he didn't canvass votes?"

"We did get the votes, and we're even leading by 5% in the voting," said A Yao.

Kang Qirui was even more confused. A Yao explained in a low voice, "Director Ye knew about Lao Dou's canvassing for votes. He told everyone that Uncle Liang had Alzheimer's disease and promised him all kinds of things after he got elected. So Director Ye didn't choose Lao Dou and even deliberately mentioned that Uncle Liang was highly respected. Lao Dou was right. It was Director Ye who was nominating him."

Kang Qirui nodded when he heard this. So that's the case. Then he couldn't blame anyone else. If the organizers found out about any of the above, he would definitely not be elected.

Kang Qirui put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up and walked into his father's room. His father's actions were actually not malicious, he was just too obsessed with wearing a suit to show off. "Father, is it true? You didn't get selected as the planner, so you don't have to take it out on your clothes, right?" When he entered the room, he saw his father throwing his suit jacket on the ground, so he quickly picked it up and said.

"Who are you venting your anger on? I just accidentally lost hold of it when I was taking off my clothes." My dad refused to admit it and took the coat back and hung it in the closet.

"No one knows a son better than his father, and no one knows a father better than his son. Dad, I've been your son for more than 20 years, don't I know what you're thinking?" Kang Qirui shook his head, sat down on the bed, and continued, "You just want to wear a suit. I have a good idea that can make you wear a suit and go out with a clear conscience."

"What's a good idea?" My father suddenly became interested.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and many New Year concerts are being held. After the New Year, you can also go to listen to operas, musicals and orchestra performances. The Guangzhou Municipal Government stipulates that when attending such occasions, men must wear suits and women must wear evening gowns." Kang Qirui said enthusiastically.

My father was unusually uninterested. "Don't you know me? You also know that I don't understand music. Why would I go to those places?"

"You don't understand this, right? What are you afraid of? Do you think people who go to that kind of place understand music? Aren't they all pretending to understand? You don't need to understand, isn't it enough if it sounds good?" Kang Qirui retorted. You don't need to understand music when listening to it. If you think it sounds good, it sounds good. If you think it doesn't sound good, it doesn't sound good. You don't need to understand any techniques or music styles.

Lao Dou thought about it and felt that it made sense. He was going to listen to music, not to make music. He was about to agree, but suddenly shook his head and said, "Then I can't go by myself, right? Besides, it's so cold now, and those concerts are far away from here. I'll be freezing before I even get to the venue in this suit."

"Isn't this easy? You and mom go. Let Wanling go with you to the mall tomorrow and buy two evening dresses for mom and two cashmere suits for you, isn't that all?" Kang Qirui waved his hand, indicating that this was no big deal.

The old man was very satisfied. He patted Kang Qirui on the shoulder and said, "I have always said that among all these children, A Rui is the most filial."

Kang Qirui shook his head and said as he walked across the room, "As long as you are happy, old man."

(End of this chapter)