Chapter 36 Landhead Snake

The New Long March Commando is an award founded by the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League. In terms of popularity, it is not high nationwide.

However, looking at the oil system, there are only a few new Long March commandos selected every year, which are still an honor that can be written in the credit book. Most importantly, it is a unique award for young people. Ordinary workers get it, maybe just hanging it on the wall at home, but young cadres like Sucheng can be promoted as capital if they get it.

Without background and connections, it is difficult for Secretary Lin to get this honor for Su Cheng alone.

More, the reputation and achievements of Sucheng have reached the standards of the Communist Youth League. Judging from the current situation of Shengli Oilfield, it is absolutely unspeakable to select the new Long March commando instead of Sucheng.

It is a profound art to tell lies with your eyes open. In the past 8 years of reform and opening up, the Communist Youth League has not learned it yet.

After a busy few days of the oilfield commendation conference, Su Cheng completed the first conference report in his life.

He read all the manuscripts written by him very bluntly. But there is nothing we can do. In this era, or in another 20 years of China, people who do not receive honors or report or not are not allowed to give honors and reports.

After three or five days of running, Su Cheng only had time to see the production progress of the pumping unit and was sent to the green train.

Fortunately, there is a sleeper seat this time.

Two other related households in the same carriage disappeared after getting on the car. Wang Yun, another Long March commando, half lay on the bed, holding the report in his hand and half reading and half back.

Su Cheng is a little funny, but there is nothing he can do. Seriousness is the characteristic of this era. The cynical geniuses are generally less than 6 years old at present.

The green car is like a crazy wild sheep, all the way north.

"Brother Wang, would you like one?" Su Cheng pulled out a peony cigarette and handed it out.

Wang Yun, who was in prison, was as depressed. Finally, he smiled, carefully took the cigarette, sniffed his nose, and said with a smile, "Su Ke's condition is really good."

"One person is full, and the whole family is not hungry." Su Cheng smiled and lit a cigarette for both of them.

Wang Yun put down the report in his hand and was infatuated with it.

Su Cheng smoked over his mouth and did not inhale in his lungs. It was more like playing with smoke rings and making second-hand smoke.

Wang Yun opened his eyes and saw it for a while, and said sadly, "You are also a waste. Such a good smoke..."

"I can't smoke, ow, it's been a few days since I opened a box of bags, and I only have one to accompany me when I meet one." Su Cheng trembled and handed the remaining half of the box of cigarettes to Wang Yun.

The latter hesitated for a moment and put it away, but there were many smiles on his face. He is an ordinary worker, and his family has a wife and children. A box of peony smoke will cost him three or four days' salary.

The relationship between the two quickly narrowed the distance between the two. Wang Yun is a machine carpenter. He happened to be in touch with the pumping unit in Sucheng. The two found a common topic, but they didn't think it was too slow to talk.

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Em early morning.

The green car drove into Beijing Station.

After countless people jumped out of the car, they began to observe the Chinese capital with exploratory eyes, and so did Wang Yun. While looking at it, he sighed, "It's worthy of the capital. It's awesome."

"Lao Wang has never been to Beijing?" Su Cheng carried his small bag and followed the team of Shengli Oilfield out of the carriage.

They have a total of four new Long March commandos and three people sitting in the office. They are all hard to arrange for a business trip and get ready for a trip.

"I haven't been here. I've been to Qingdao the farthest before. It's still the time to get married." Wang Yun sighed and suddenly remembered. He smiled and said, "Su Ke studied at Peking University, and he is also half a Beijinger. You are the right guide!"

Su Cheng waved his hand repeatedly and was smiling. A familiar little fat man ran over and shouted, "Master! Master!" "

Looking at that, I just need to pay my head and say goodbye. Everyone looked sideways on the platform.

"Huang Ping? Why are you here?" Su Cheng was quite surprised. Before leaving, he did write to Xiaopang, but he didn't tell him the train number and arrival time. Speaking of which, he didn't know the arrival time at that time.

Xiao Pang smiled like a simple and honest man. While carrying a bag for Su Cheng, he arched his hand to the people around him and said with a smile, "Master came to Beijing. If I don't come to serve as an apprentice, that's nothing."

"How did you know I arrived today?"

"I called your oil field to ask."

It was the deputy director of the Oilfield Office who led the team. This person, who was well aware of the confidentiality of the organ, asked in surprise, "You can ask this."

"Be sure to ask, I know, this is the master's test for me." Xiao Pang circled around Su Cheng, looking like Cheng Huan's knees, and asked, "Master, how are you going? I prepared a car, and there were just eight people sitting down.

This time, the deputy director answered faster: "Do you really have a car? That's convenient. Let's stay in the oil hotel.

"That's too convenient. The car is from the oil hotel." Xiao Pang obviously used his ministry resources. In this year, the Ministry of Petroleum has only a few hundred people in total. Any section member who comes out represents millions of oil soldiers in the country. Borrowing a car is nothing.

Su Cheng asked suspiciously, "What kind of car can take a car of eight people?"

"Of course it's a van." Xiao Pang seems to have been asked.

When I got to the parking lot, it was indeed an ugly van.

In terms of the model, it is older than the bus of Dong*ying. The Ministry of Petroleum does have the right to be rich, but in terms of freedom, it is difficult to reach the bottom.

In this way, the deputy director of the office, who was a little weak just now, straightened up again. He usually sits in a jeep.

Several people drove to the oil hotel. The deputy director took out a letter of introduction to check in. Xiao Pang also found the manager inside and grunted in the corner. The latter came to arrange the room in person.

When Su Cheng opened the door of his room, it was indeed a suite for foreigners.

"Is there a mistake?" The deputy director was shocked.

The manager said with a smile, "There is one less standard room you want. I'll decide to change it into a suite for Comrade Su Cheng."

In this way, it doesn't cost much money.

Xiao Pang frowned at Su Cheng. Everyone soon understood.

The deputy director is very open-minded. He simply held a meeting in the living room of the suite in Suchong City: "There are still two days left for the commendation meeting, and everyone can move freely. But pay attention to discipline and personal safety. Remember to report the situation every night.

As he was talking, a waiter shouted, "Who is Su Cheng? There is a reporter from China Youth Daily looking for it."

A group of people's eyes were focused on Su Cheng.

"Hey hey, it may be my classmate." Su Cheng put oil on the soles of his feet and went away.

Wang Yun sighed and said, "Look at the students of Peking University. They are dragons in oil fields and snakes in Beijing."

Xiaopang always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, and looked at him and thought hard.

The deputy director suddenly became cheerful and patted his thigh: "That's right!"

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