Chapter 50: The Future of Secretary Wang

Chapter 50: Secretary Wang's Future

Little Pickup, driving steadily along the road, carried Little Yellow Duck, Little Earth Dog, and Da Qiaoqiao with him.

Just then, a van ahead suddenly gave a greeting and pulled over to the roadside.

Song Tan was startled, realizing it was the young man from Fengfeng Express in town. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "You mentioned before that you wanted to send some packages, but you didn't show up. Did you find someone else?"

After thinking for a second, realizing he might have sounded too eager, he added, "Are you sending fresh produce? Fengfeng is definitely the fastest. Even with the discounts, it won't be much more expensive if you send a lot..."

Now, that was a stretch!

Fengfeng Express truly lived by the motto "Time is Money"! Their speed might not have tripled, but the price after the discount certainly had to triple!

Song Tan laughed; she quite liked this straightforward young man.

She had previously "painted a big pie" for people, thinking her videos would go viral and that selling a hundred orders a day wouldn't be a problem.

She hadn't expected that cultivation couldn't control technological traffic...

She sighed.

So, she apologized: "Sorry, I have to go to the city every morning now, so I've been taking some of the deliveries with me."

The young man's expression instantly relaxed—as long as the orders weren't going to someone else, he still had plenty of opportunities!

Thinking this, he felt it was a bit petty of him to have stopped mid-way just to ask, so he quickly waved his hand

"It's fine, it's fine, I was just asking. It's mainly because I brought in a batch of dry ice packs and foam boxes from the city. Other things are easy, but those dry ice packs are hard to come by, so I was just checking..."

"Anyway, I have to head to the city to ship some goods, otherwise I won't make tonight's delivery—text me if you have any express needs!"

This businessman was certainly proactive!

Song Tan also sighed and continued driving home—

Traffic, oh traffic, please give me at least a little!

I spent all night editing a video, and not even a single comment? How inconsiderate!

...

Meanwhile, on the morning of that same day.

Secretary Wang had just returned to his office with some documents when he received a call

"Is this Mr. Wang? Fengfeng Express is at the main gate. Is it convenient? We have a box of fresh produce for you. I'll bring it in; please inspect the goods."

Secretary Wang thought for a moment and finally replied, "Please bring it to the entrance of the adjacent courtyard. I'll call the guard to let you through."

Not long after hanging up, he saw his superior standing before him. It seemed the leader had overheard a snippet of the conversation and asked casually, "Inspect what goods?"

Secretary Wang stood there blankly. Watching the Fengfeng Express worker carry in a large box, he couldn't help but recall his own difficult experience buying groceries

"It's regarding that meal you had at the People's Hospital. I found out it was sold directly by a farmer in our province. Knowing you liked it, I bought a bit more."

However, as someone who didn't cook, Secretary Wang looked at the large box and realized belatedly that he might have... bought too much.

Secretary Wang felt a bit embarrassed, wondering if this would make the leader think he didn't understand the needs of the people.

Yet, while he was feeling anxious, he saw the leader's spirit lift, a faint glow even appearing on his face

"Secretary Wang, you are indeed thoughtful... Ever since that meal at the canteen, eating vegetables these past two days has felt like eating grass! Well done!"

The leader turned his head and looked at the large box with great interest: "What kind of vegetables are they? Is there shepherd's purse? If so, let's have the canteen make dumplings later."

Secretary Wang became even more dejected: "Sir, they said the wild vegetables are too old and aren't selling them. This time, they are only selling one kind..."

The leader was puzzled: "Why are you being so hesitant?"

Secretary Wang was almost moved to tears. At the time, he had been blinded by the aroma and impulsively bought whatever it was. Thinking back now, even answering felt difficult

"It is... Chinese milk vetch."

"Chinese milk vetch?"

Those who could become leaders were naturally not disconnected from the real world; they had genuine experience in the countryside and certainly had an impression of Chinese milk vetch.

At this moment, he wasn't repulsed, just curious: "After eating so much meat and fish, even Chinese milk vetch is becoming popular now."

The courier had already opened the box. Foam box, ice packs, air columns...

The interior of the box maintained a perfect temperature. When the air columns were deflated, the ten neatly bundled, tender bunches of Chinese milk vetch inside left even the professionally trained courier stunned

"...This is truly paying meat prices for tofu," he muttered.

The leader and Secretary Wang were also stunned.

Then, they picked up a bunch of vegetables to look at it. Finally, their throats moved, and they said, trying to cover their surprise, "These vegetables... look quite fresh."

Secretary Wang's heart finally settled. He regained his professional demeanor as a senior secretary, acting steady and thoughtful: "Then I will bring these vegetables home for you after work."

The leader laughed: "It traveled all this way, how much was it? I can't take advantage of you—also, it's our first time eating Chinese milk vetch, let's taste it—send it to the canteen."

He said, half-joking and half-seriously, "Although our county is beautiful with its mountains and clear waters, our economic conditions are average. We haven't managed to create a nationally representative crop all these years."

"The wild vegetables we ate at the hospital had a truly unique flavor. If we can achieve a stable and large-scale supply of similar agricultural products in the future, even if the price is high, it could represent a new possibility and path for our rural revitalization."

"Building a new countryside isn't just about building houses and fixing roads!"

"Food is the people's priority. In this area, there is great potential!"

The courier had already walked to the door. Hearing the faint conversation, he instinctively turned his head back.

He couldn't help but wonder: *This leader seems quite decent...*

Meanwhile, Secretary Wang, still in the office, gave a bitter smile: "You are quite right, sir, the price is not low—whether it was the wild vegetables we ate last time or the Chinese milk vetch we bought today, it's twenty yuan per jin, and that doesn't even include shipping!"

As he spoke, he felt a sense of grievance—why is it so expensive and still no free shipping?

The leader was also stunned.

"Twenty yuan per jin?" he muttered. "That truly is a high-priced agricultural product."

But thinking about that flavor, he became even more encouraged: "If this technology can be scaled up, even if the farmers do it themselves to grow big and strong, it could drive the return of labor to the surrounding villages and solve thousands of jobs!"

"Excellent, excellent! Secretary Wang, keep a close eye on this and see if there is any possibility of expanding production in the future!"

A surge of passion also rose in Secretary Wang's heart—if this succeeded, then the future... oh, he didn't dare to imagine!

He composed himself and responded steadily, then picked up the box of vegetables: "Then I'll take these to the canteen first. We can taste them just in time for lunch."

At this moment, he could only pray in his heart: *Great Marx, please let these vegetables taste delicious!*

Otherwise, if the leader just started paying attention to this only to find the quality didn't live up to the name, that would be a total disaster...

"Wait!"

The leader called him back again: "Last time we didn't know the price and ate that doctor's vegetables. Find some time to arrange for some vegetables and fruits to be sent to him as compensation."

Secretary Wang nodded in agreement, then couldn't help but sigh again—

That Doctor Zhang looks honest, but he sure is lucky!

With this gesture of sending gifts to his door, even if he doesn't get a promotion or a raise at the hospital, at the very least, he won't face any trouble there.