NFBE Chapter 114 Special Contribution Award
Chapter 114 Special Contribution Award
Chapter 114 Special Contribution Award
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately stood up, a tense expression on his face.
Judging from their clothes and appearance, these people are clearly government officials.
Those who run small shops are most afraid of government officials coming.
It's one thing for people to come, but for so many to come all at once—this looks like something big is going on.
When faced with something like this, any small shop owner would feel panicked.
"Gentlemen, what brings you to my shop?" the middle-aged man asked somewhat nervously.
Hearing the noise, the middle-aged woman in the kitchen behind the convenience store quickly put down what she was doing, wiped her hands haphazardly on her apron, and walked out of the kitchen.
She also looked somewhat nervous.
Suddenly, she thought of something, and her face turned deathly pale.
She thought of the 300,000 yuan her son had sent her a few days ago.
At the time, she wondered when her son, who was working away from home, could earn so much money. Her son explained that he had changed jobs and was now a game tester. He also said that game testers earn a lot of money, with a base salary of 100,000 yuan a month.
She didn't know what a game tester's job was, but she felt deep down that the job was unreliable and was always a little uneasy.
As it turned out, what I feared most came to pass.
Could it be that the money his son earned was ill-gotten, and now that the truth has come out, the government officials are investigating him?
With so many government officials arriving all at once, it seems my son is in big trouble.
Thinking of this, Zhou's mother's face turned even paler, her mind went blank, and her body became swaying precariously, only managing to stay upright by holding onto the wall.
Under the tense gaze of the middle-aged man, a middle-aged man wearing glasses stepped out from the crowd with a friendly smile and asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhou Xingwang?"
"It's me, what are you doing here—" the middle-aged man, Zhou Xingwang, said nervously.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man with glasses smiled even more warmly, reached out to Zhou Xingwang, who was standing behind the counter, and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhou, I am Meng Haisheng, the county magistrate of Lixian County. I have come here today to congratulate you."
congratulate?
What's the occasion?
Zhou Xingwang was somewhat bewildered as he reached out and shook hands with County Head Meng Haisheng.
County head Meng Haisheng turned to look at the staff following behind him.
The staff member understood and immediately took out a red, gold-trimmed certificate of honor from his briefcase and jogged over to hand it over.
Meng Haisheng accepted the certificate of honor and handed it to Zhou Xingwang with a big smile, saying, "Mr. Zhou, you really have a good son. Your son is currently carrying out a national strategic mission, and he has performed outstandingly in it, winning the National Special Contribution Award. Here is the certificate."
Zhou Xingwang was still somewhat bewildered when he heard this.
Is the county magistrate really talking about his son?
Isn't his son working away from home? When did he join this national strategic mission?
Could it be someone with the same name?
Meng Haisheng gently shook Zhou Xingwang's hand, and continued with a smile, "This National Special Contribution Award includes not only honor but also a cash prize of 1000 million yuan. At the request of Mr. Zhou Yunshen, your son, we will split the money into two parts and transfer them to your and your wife Liu Huizhen's bank accounts respectively. The money will be transferred today, and you can check it then."
Zhou Xingwang opened his mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out.
He wanted to say: "You must have the wrong person, right?"
But the county magistrate revealed his name, his son's name, and his wife's name, so it's unlikely that he had mistaken the person.
Finally, Zhou Xingwang spoke up and asked, "Um—County Chief, my son should be working outside. When did he go on this national mission?"
Meng Haisheng reached out and patted Zhou Xingwang on the shoulder, saying earnestly, "Mr. Zhou, this is confidential."
When Zhou Xingwang heard the word "confidential," his expression immediately hardened, and he said, "Understood, understood. Then I won't ask anymore."
Not long after, Meng Haisheng left with his men.
Zhou Xingwang stood behind the counter, lost in thought, as if he were dreaming.
National Special Contribution Award.
A prize of ten million.
These are things you can't even dream about.
"Old Zhou, what exactly happened?" Zhou's mother finally came out from the inner room and asked.
Not only did her father, Zhou Xingwang, feel like he was dreaming, but she also felt like she was dreaming, as if her feet were walking on cotton.
Faced with his wife's question, Zhou Xingwang shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
He opened the red and gold-trimmed certificate of honor on the counter, which indeed read "National Special Contribution Award" in large characters. It also had his son's name and photo on it, and the stamp was affixed with the seal of the Xia State Security Bureau.
It even has the certificate number.
Zhou's mother was also looking at the certificate in front of her. She still couldn't quite believe it and said, "This shouldn't be fake, right? After all, there are so many scammers these days."
"How would I know?" Father Zhou Xingwang shook his head.
"How about I call my son?" Zhou's mother took out her phone, intending to call her son.
"Wait a minute," said the father, Zhou Xingwang. "The person who just came over claimed to be our county magistrate, didn't he? He even gave his name. Let me check online to see if this is really the person who is our county magistrate."
"Yes, Lao Zhou, hurry up and check it online." Hearing this, Zhou's mother's eyes lit up. She said, "If our county magistrate really has this name and looks like him, then it must be true. If it doesn't, then he's a fraud."
The father, Zhou Xingwang, immediately picked up his phone and started searching.
The county magistrate's information can be found on the county government's website.
Soon, Zhou Xingwang, the father, found the information. Looking at the photo and name on his phone, he muttered, "This person really is the county magistrate of our county."
"Does that mean all of this is true?" Zhou's mother murmured.
Just then, a payment notification popped up on Zhou Xingwang's phone—a bank payment of five million yuan.
Almost simultaneously, Zhou's mother's phone also vibrated, receiving a bank transfer notification for five million yuan.
Currently renting a place.
Zhou Yunshen used transparent tape to stick one hand to the screen of the gaming phone to maintain his character's training, while holding the phone in his other hand, he was browsing the game forum.
The only sound in the room was the humming of the air conditioner.
The air conditioner in this rented room is a bit old and consumes a lot of electricity when it's running.
Previously, Zhou Yun Shen was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner unless he was unbearably hot.
Now it's open 24 hours a day.
The reason is simple: he's rich now and doesn't care about the electricity bill.
Just then, his phone vibrated and rang.
Zhou Yunshen opened the call and found it was from his mother.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
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