A Young Woman's Heart

"Here's the thing, for the second half of the year, could we have someone else handle the fish fry quota? This would reduce the workload of our department and make the distribution more reasonable, preventing large fish farms from wasting fish fry due to quota restrictions. Shouldn't our main focus this year still be on agricultural crops?"

"Hehe, Xiao Yu, you are the head of the planting department, so of course you are in full charge of this matter. Actually, we are no longer in the planned economy era. How to handle this is a minor matter. You can decide for yourself."

In fact, the director's words have already made it very clear.

"Yes, Director, sorry to bother you."

"It's alright, it's alright."

"Then you should hang up the phone."

"it is good."

Yu Liang felt that there was a lot of sweat on his forehead. This time, it was like casting a vote of trust, but he didn't want to leave any evidence of embezzlement or bribery.

Upon careful consideration, perhaps there is a way to minimize the risk—

"Here's what we've done. Our director has already agreed to let me take full charge. You'll be the agent for these fish fry. I'll give you 50,000 fry first. Once they're used up, settle the payment for those 50,000 fry with me—just follow the official price. If you need more later, I'll give you another 50,000 fry to act as your agent."

Mr. Yang was clearly taken aback, and quickly said, "How could I possibly accept that? You should at least pay some agency fee, right?"

"No need. This is just a reform plan that I decided to implement. Just follow it. Don't worry, I won't charge you a penny more. After all, we officials still have to do things for the people."

"Hey, Section Chief Yu, you're too kind. It's only right that I give you an agency fee."

"No need. By the way, if you know anyone selling a used van, you can contact me."

"What, Section Chief Yu, are you interested in this beat-up van?"

"Hehe, I just want to buy a car but don't want to waste money."

"Don't worry, I'll do it as soon as possible..."

"I'll pay the money as required, but it has to be through a legitimate channel."

"Of course, of course."

"Okay, I'll do you a small favor, and you do me a small favor in return. That'll be fine. Let's not talk about money anymore. Of course, I won't accept any free gifts. Alright?" Yu Liang finished his tea in one gulp. "Let's call it a day then. I have something to do later."

"Okay, okay, Section Chief Yu, I'll see you off."

"Row."

And so, Boss Yang escorted Yu Liang downstairs, watched him get into his car, and saw him off as he drove away.

“A used minivan…” Mr. Yang stroked his chin and frowned.

Actually, this is the best Yu Liang can do.

He stated his position without directly accepting bribes, but to reassure the bureau chief, he also made a small request.

Even if you buy a minivan at a low price, it doesn't count as bribery; it's just asking a friend to help you find a cheap seller.

In other words, he had already used as many sophisticated methods as possible.

He offended almost no one and left himself with no serious weaknesses.

In officialdom, you have to be careful with every step you take...

Yu Liang sighed and rolled down the car window, feeling utterly exhausted.

Will I be able to complete many things like this perfectly in the future?

He had no idea what to expect.

And can he guarantee that he won't be tempted every time?

The average price of 100,000 fish fry of various kinds is 50,000 yuan. If the other party gives him twice that amount, he can simply embezzle it—after all, there is still no problem with handing over the money.

You know, that's 50,000 yuan!

If relying on a regular salary, even with bonuses, one would probably have to save every penny to barely reach this income level after a year of not eating or drinking.

And this is only one-third of the fish fry produced in the second half of the year...

The temptation of money is quite terrifying.

He took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "It's really not easy to be an honest official..."

Although he might occasionally be tempted by small gains, such "big gains" would only make him more vigilant.

And who knows if this is a test?

In fact, he wasn't even sure which side the bureau chief was on.

Truth and falsehood intertwined, falsehood and truth...

One slip and you're dead.

This is the greatest pressure for an official...

……

Chapter Fifty-Five Commemorative Video

July 14th.

Friday.

Yesterday, it rained on and off for most of the day, but today is an exceptionally sunny day.

Because Ye Wen and her team had to leave the small city to handle some business, they decided to send the students back to Hangzhou tomorrow, July 15th.

Although it was a bit of a shame that we only had a short two-week trip, overall, the beach trip was still very enjoyable.

Everyone thought they had gotten used to living in a seaside villa, but today they cherish it all the more.

"Ah—I was planning to stay for another five days." Early in the morning, Hua Yinyin was rolling around in bed hugging her pillow, looking like she didn't want to go home.

"Actually, it's only a five-day difference, and we've already done everything we wanted to do." Mo Xueyao pulled the pillow out of her arms and put it back in its place.

"Five days is almost a week!" Hua Yinyin hugged Mo Xueyao's leg instead. "I never get tired of being with Xiao Yaoyao!"

"...You can still come and play with me when you go back to Hangzhou, right?"

"Oh right!" Hua Yinyin seemed to finally understand something. "Yeah, it doesn't matter if we go back tomorrow. We've done most of the fun."

“That’s not what you said just now.” Mo Xueyao looked at her with droopy eyelids.

"What did I just say?"

"...I can't be bothered with you." Mo Xueyao felt she shouldn't have told her about this; otherwise, she might not have thought that she could 'bother' her even after returning to Hangzhou.

Although places with Hua Yinyin are always lively, sometimes I just want some peace and quiet.

"Get up, get up!" Ye Wen knocked on the door.

Mo Xueyao got out of bed barefoot and asked by the door, "What are the plans for today?"

"Of course we've made plans. We need to record a video to remember this moment."

“Hmm, that’s true, it’s a rare opportunity to play at the beach…” Mo Xueyao nodded in agreement.

"We have to keep this as a memento! We might not have another chance like this!" Hua Yinyin jumped up on the bed.

After going downstairs for breakfast, most of the students had already arrived.

This gave Mo Xueyao the illusion that she was about to take graduation photos.

However, in reality, it was just the end of this ten-day seaside trip.

But just as Hua Yinyin said, it is indeed a rare occasion for so many people to gather together like this, and it will be very difficult to achieve the same gathering again in the future.

After all, nobody knows what the arrangements will be for next year.

"So, how do we film it?" Wang Jiale asked, leaning against Lu Bolun's back, treating him like a portable sofa.

"Does anyone have any ideas?" Ye Wen shook her head. "If you have any ideas, feel free to share them. Let's brainstorm together."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. After all, photography is a rather advanced skill, and almost all the students had no experience with it.

“Let’s just do it the same as usual,” Mr. Xue said. “Everyone do what we usually do in the villa, and then let the photographer film from upstairs to downstairs.”

"Yes, that's right, that's what I thought too." Qiu Yi nodded, and judging from the DSLR camera hanging around his neck, he was definitely the photographer today.

"So, what do we usually do?" Wang Jiale suddenly asked a thought-provoking question.

Just as most people can breathe steadily while sleeping, if you were to ask whether they mainly breathe through their mouth or nose while sleeping, most people would be at a loss for words.

Many things we take for granted are like this; we don't usually pay attention to them, but when we really try to, we can't remember what our habits are.

“Taiyin and Tianyin usually sit on the sofa, holding Xiaoxi,” Wang Qianyu pondered. “As for the others, I haven’t observed them much.”

“Teacher Shui is usually cooking in the kitchen.” Xuan Anyi nodded gently.

Since you can't remember what you usually do, why not think about what other people usually do? That seems simpler.

Of course, some people do know what they do on a daily basis.

For example, Hua Yinyin said: "Generally speaking, I'll be wherever Xiao Yaoyao is."

"Wherever my sister is, that's where I'll be!" Mo Zhuyou applied this knowledge to other situations.

“I usually play games in the recreation room downstairs.” Mo Xueyao frowned.

"Anyway, everyone just do what you normally do! But you don't have to be exactly like usual, just be natural and don't just wait for the camera to come down." Qiu Yi nodded. "Everyone do your own thing, I'll be filming all the way down from upstairs."

"So, shall we begin now?" Ye Wen tilted her head and looked at him.

Let's begin!

The students scattered like birds and beasts, and naturally began to do what they would normally do.

Qiu Yi went up to the top floor and waited for about an hour. The students assumed he was busy with something else and gradually relaxed.

However, this actually makes it look more natural.

Qiu Yi, who was prepared in advance, also stood up from the chair on the rooftop, ready to film all the way down.

As I turned on the camera and was adjusting the lens, a boy's figure appeared in the blurry image.

Qiu Yi looked up and saw that it was Duanmu Ji.