A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Ye Wenxi turned her head and whispered a few words quickly into Lu Weidong's ear.

Lu Weidong frowned.

Clearly, asking him to act as a go-between is more difficult than asking him to lead a team in a five-kilometer cross-country run.

She urged him to go find Wang Hao.

Say something like: "Today's occasion is good, the atmosphere is right, it's the perfect time to speak."

After listening, Lu Weidong raised his hand and touched his nose, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

But he still took a breath, stood up, and walked over there.

Ye Wenxi looked away and continued chatting casually with Ding Jiahe about the new designs at the tailor shop.

Gradually, some familiar family members and cadres sat down around them.

After about the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Lu Weidong returned after completing his task, but did not sit down.

"Wenxi," he said in a low voice, "I'm going to talk to some comrades."

"Okay, go ahead and get busy," Ye Wenxi replied naturally.

Lu Weidong nodded, then turned and plunged into the group of divisional staff officers who were talking nearby.

The venue suddenly fell silent.

Zhou Qiwen, Zhou Xuchen, Chen Yuanchuan, Zhang Zhenguo... were present.

Several other leaders whom Ye Wenxi was not very familiar with walked in together from the doorway.

Half a step behind them was a figure in a dark gray suit—Su Feng.

"puff..."

Ding Jiahe couldn't help but let out a short, sharp sound through her nose.

Ye Wenxi also found it hard to look at.

Among a sea of ​​imposing, crisp military green figures, this man in a well-tailored, high-quality modern suit stood out conspicuously.

Aside from his sharp-featured face and tall stature.

The slightly tight suit accentuated her broad shoulders, full chest, narrow waist, and full hips.

He became the most conspicuous person among the more than one hundred people present.

Su Feng used almost all his professional skills and willpower to barely maintain the icy calm on his face.

Ye Wenxi finally understood why Su Feng had such a death-defying expression when he tried on the clothes.

If he hadn't ordered it from Ye Wenxi, he probably would never have worn this outfit.

It seems he was going all out to save face for her.

A sincere feeling silently welled up in her heart:

Sorry, buddy... thank you.

Lu Weidong also noticed Su Feng's outfit and the many gazes that followed.

He subconsciously tightened the buttons on his military overcoat.

A thought popped into my head: I shouldn't take my clothes off tonight.

Su Feng walked to the front row expressionlessly, and when his gaze swept over Ye Wenxi, he met her awkward expression.

The composure crumbled instantly!

I don't know why I tripped, and my left hand and left foot went forward at the same time.

The head of the training department of the Tang Tang Special Forces actually... in full view of everyone.

I'm walking with the same steps.

Ye Wenxi couldn't help but let out a soft "poof" sound.

"Oh."

Su Feng let out a cold laugh from the bottom of his throat and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his waist.

He wanted to draw his gun.

My fingertips only touched the cool, smooth fabric of the trousers.

Great, I didn't bring it.

He's completely doomed by this woman.

When he finally sat down in the chair reserved for him next to the podium, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his back and forehead.

That short stretch of road, only a few dozen meters long, felt like the entire Long March.

The leaders were already in place, and Lu Weidong sat back down next to Ye Wenxi.

The crowd gradually returned to their seats.

The host read a few opening remarks from a prepared script, and then, as is customary, introduced the leaders present.

The process was rigid and lacked any novelty.

Deputy Commander Zhou then spoke, summarizing some of the work and acknowledging some achievements.

Ye Wenxi listened absentmindedly, her gaze wandering aimlessly through the crowd.

A quick glance revealed that many people's eyes were fixed on her, Lu Weidong, and Ding Jiahe.

After all, the way the three of them were dressed made them look like they were going to perform a skit called "Fashionable Young People Visiting a Military Camp".

The leader's words went in one ear and out the other, leaving Ye Wenxi feeling a little dizzy.

Zhou Qiwen paused for a moment, then changed the subject slightly:

"On a side note, as this is a joint celebration between the military and civilians, I have two pieces of good news to share with you."

"The first thing is... our military region, as a pilot demonstration, established the first national demonstration project for military-civilian cooperation in production."

"It's our 'Wenxi Garment Shop'—Comrade Ye Wenxi's."

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction where she was sitting.

Ding Jiahe immediately nudged her arm with her elbow.

"Huh?" Ye Wenxi snapped back to reality. "They called my name?"

Ye Wenxi quickly reacted, smiled politely, and nodded towards the stage.

"The second thing is inseparable from the first thing, and it is also good news that will help promote harmony and common development between the military and civilians in our military region."

"At Comrade Ye Wenxi's suggestion, the Logistics Section and Political Section of the Military Region, together with the Military Family Committee, will establish our Military Region's 'Family Mutual Aid Society'."

"I believe, and I hope, that this mutual aid society will become a bridge connecting needs and resources, and uniting people's hearts in our military region in the future."

……

Zhou Qiwen gave a clear and organized introduction to the framework and significance of the mutual aid society, combining generalization with further explanation.

Ye Wenxi was stunned by what she heard.

The two minor incidents of mine, once brought up in this setting, suddenly seemed to be elevated in status by several levels.

"How about..." Zhou Qiwen changed the subject, looking at her with a smile.

"Shall we invite Comrade Ye Wenxi, the initiator of these two initiatives, to come up on stage and say a few words?"

Immediately, a burst of enthusiastic applause erupted in the arena.

Ye Wenxi's head suddenly went "buzz".

This...this wasn't even announced beforehand!

She wasn't prepared at all!

But my body had already instinctively stood up.

Ding Jiahe reacted quickly, immediately reaching out to help her unzip her cotton coat. Ye Wenxi cooperated by slipping her shoulders down, and Ding Jiahe pulled the heavy coat down from behind.

A quick battlefield gear change was completed in an instant.

Ye Wenxi's retro plaid dress with a black ribbon tied around her neck was revealed.

She walked calmly and steadily onto the podium.

Ye Wenxi smiled first, then took a deep breath.

Relax your mind and attitude.

Ye Wenxi walked to the microphone, his fingertips lingering on the cold metal rod for a second.

"First of all, thank you for the organization's recognition and support."

This sentence is essential.

"Rather than being the initiator."

"I am more like a seed that has been blown away by the spring breeze."

"If we're talking about the real 'initiators,' it's our new policy, the window to reform."

"It is the times that have given ordinary people like us the opportunity to dare to think and to do."

......

She spoke at a steady pace, using proper vocabulary, carefully embedding the "individual" within the soil of the "collective."

With each additional layer of meaning explained, the credit is pushed up one level.

They push the blame onto policies, leaders, and the support of the masses.

She can be high-profile in her actions, but she should be low-profile in her personal life.

......

"Regarding the 'mutual aid society,' I think it shouldn't be about who manages whom, but rather who needs whom and who can help whom."

"I, and everyone here, whether capable or in need, can all be its 'members'."

"If it can truly help everyone and make life smoother and more wonderful, then it is meaningful."

.....

Finally, Ye Wenxi concluded with some standard official remarks.

She nodded slightly and walked down from the podium with steady steps.

In my mind, however, I was frantically thinking: Thank you CXTV, thank you the new media era, for broadening my horizons and preventing me from losing face at this moment.

If her speech were given at a company presentation decades later, it would probably be considered undignified.

But at this moment, in a meeting room where most people are used to reading from prepared speeches and using words like "must" and "resolutely" in their speeches.

He improvised, spoke without notes, and his delivery was clear and relatable.

Most importantly, it was a young female military dependent who stood on the stage and said it.

The men in military uniforms, their families, and representatives from local organizations in the audience all fell silent.

That stillness wasn't a blank, absent-minded feeling, but rather a focused silence that was subtly touched.

Many "Sun Xiaolan" and "Zhang Yunxia" were sitting in the audience.

Many more were people whose names were rarely even called, such as the wife of Company Commander Feng and the wife of Section Chief Huang.

At this moment, they gleaned something from Ye Wenxi's words.

It's like suddenly finding a forgotten key in the corner of a drawer.

I don't know which door the key can open.

But once you hold it in your hand, you know that life behind that door isn't just about pots and pans.