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What you earn with your hands belongs to you.

Counting on others' help may help you cope for a while, but it won't last forever.

From the ancient times when Dayu controlled floods to the modern era of rapid technological advancement, our country has always maintained the fine tradition of hard work and self-reliance.

So...

"...The leaders have repeatedly told me to say thank you on their behalf." As he spoke, Peng Mingwei took out an envelope, put it on the coffee table and pushed it gently towards Shi Xiaolei: "Here, open it and look at it.

Look, this is a handwritten letter from the leader to you."

He never thought that he would have such a day. He looked at the envelope on the table and then looked up at Peng Mingwei. Shi Xiaolei froze on the spot.

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After several seconds, he shouted in surprise: "A handwritten letter? For me?"

"Of course." Peng Mingwei smiled and nodded: "Don't be stunned, take it apart and take a look. If you have anything you want to say, tell me after reading it, or you can also write a letter and I will give it to you later.

You take it back."

"Yes, yes, please wait for me."

After leaving a sentence behind, Shi Xiaolei turned around and went to the study room, and immediately took out a paper knife. After all, it was a letter handwritten by the leader, and its meaning was extraordinary. It was different from the emails he received on weekdays. In other words,

Normally, he wouldn't think of using a paper knife to open an envelope. He would just tear it open with his hands.

He opened the envelope carefully, took out the letter inside, and read it word by word silently.

The face I often saw on TV came to mind involuntarily, and when I looked at the words and sentences in this letter, it seemed quite ordinary, without the feeling of a 'speech' at all. I was slightly surprised.

At the same time, Shi Xiaolei clearly felt the kindness from the leader, and his heart felt as warm as a spring breeze.

It took me seven or eight minutes to read this letter very carefully.

"..." With a face full of aftertaste, Shi Xiaolei sat quietly for a while, then rearranged several pieces of letter paper in order, folded them up and stuffed them back into the intact envelope.

"Any ideas?"

"Well..." With some admiration and a little hesitation, Shi Xiaolei shook his head gently: "To be honest, it is indeed a bit unexpected."

In the letter, the leader personally expressed his gratitude to Shi Xiaolei.

However, his previous suggestion that he could borrow a sum of credits to start the turnover was declined.

Because the words in the letter were very intimate, after reading it, I couldn't say I was depressed, nor did I feel that this was a kind of "outlook". Shi Xiaolei was just a little surprised, and he didn't expect such a response.

"Haha, I knew you would react like this. Before I came, my boss asked me to explain a few more words for him. That's the thing. You know the tradition of our Chinese people. No matter how difficult things are, we will always be there.

You have to try it first before talking about it. For example, when it comes to buying a house and settling down, according to the thinking of us Chinese, we basically save up slowly by ourselves first. If it is not enough, we will then consider a loan. But for Americans,

, the first thing that comes to mind is a loan.”

"Based on their own situation, how much money can they borrow from the bank; how long will it take to repay the loan? How many banks are there that can provide loans, which one has the most cost-effective conditions, etc. They think of it first.

It's usually about this aspect. As for how much I can save, I will think about it later."

"Let's get back to the topic. I wanted to rely on my own ability to see if I could get this done, so I didn't take your advice and refused your help." After a pause, Peng Mingwei continued: "Maybe the process

It will be a little difficult, but from another perspective, when everyone works together to overcome these difficulties, they can also get exercise. There is an ancient poem that says, "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." Take a longer-term view.

Son, it may not be a good thing."

"The vision of leaders cannot be compared to that of you and me. There must be reasons for their choices and arrangements..."

Hearing this, Shi Xiaolei had already found the answer in his heart. The little surprise that appeared before gradually dissipated.

With his mind restored to clarity, Shi Xiaolei smiled again: "That's okay, Brother Peng. I've figured it out."

"Uh... OK, then I won't talk nonsense." Peng Mingwei nodded, raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his arm: "It's almost time, I should go. Brother Shi, is there anything you want me to take back?

?”

"I don't have anything special to say." After scratching his head, Shi Xiaolei smiled naively: "Please say thank you for me. I really didn't expect that I would receive a handwritten reply from the leader. Hehe, I plan to

Find a sealed bag and keep this letter well."

"As a family heirloom?"

"That's~."

"Hahahaha." Peng Mingwei smiled and stood up: "I will look back later and try to get a calligraphy treasure for you if there is a chance."

"Really? Then I will remember it."

"I'll work hard. Okay, you go ahead and get busy. I'm leaving. There are two more things waiting for me to do."

"Okay, Brother Peng, walk slowly, I won't send you off."

After watching Peng Mingwei get into the car and leave, Shi Xiaolei withdrew his gaze.

Looking up at the sky, it was gloomy as if it was going to rain again. However, Shi Xiaolei's mood at this time was not affected in any way, and he did not feel uncomfortable at all because of the gloom and depression before the rain. He received a personal letter from the leader

The excitement of the letter kept a smile on his face, as if he was a child who had just received a small red flower from the teacher.

Shi Xiaolei stood in front of the house in a daze for a while, until sparse raindrops fell on his head, Shi Xiaolei recovered his distant thoughts and gradually came back to his senses.

"Hehe." Shi Xiaolei scratched the back of his head, grinned, turned around and returned to the house.

The envelope was still lying on the coffee table, and Shi Xiaolei walked over and picked it up. Recalling the joy he felt when looking through the letter just now, he couldn't help but open the envelope again, took out the letter and took a look.

After just browsing a few lines, a big smile appeared on my face uncontrollably.

"Master~." A greeting interrupted Shi Xiaolei's complacency.

"Uh, what's the matter? Cinderella." Shi Xiaolei asked casually, turning to look at Cinderella who came in front of him.

"It's raining outside. Do you want to send a car to pick up Kangna from school?" Pointing to the window, Cinderella said naturally: "If you think about it, she should be out of school in about an hour.

."

"Well... you're right, I need to pick her up. I was in a hurry this morning, so the girl probably didn't bring an umbrella."

"Then I'll make arrangements now."

"No, I'll go." After stopping him, Shi Xiaolei said with a smile: "I have nothing to do anyway, I'll go out for a walk."

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