"It's the application for special funding for land leveling in San Shui Province," Wang Ziwei replied truthfully.
Chen Feng couldn't help but chuckle.
"Chen Feng, what are you laughing at?" Wang Ziwei asked curiously.
Chen Feng explained the whole story, and Wang Ziwei also burst into laughter.
"It seems you can't slack off even if you wanted to," Wang Ziwei responded casually.
"I guess I was too superficial. I thought such an application would be simple for a secretary who professionally writes documents, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult," Chen Feng sighed.
"Chen Feng, you're different now. You used to be the driver for the deputy town mayor, so you naturally thought secretaries who write documents for powerful figures in politics were amazing. But that's not true. If they were truly capable, they would have become civil servants long ago. They are only good at writing in specific fields; they aren't skilled in more in-depth document writing. You've grown so much along the way. No matter what kind of document it is, you can handle it with ease. However, I do have a question."
Wang Ziwei changed the subject and asked, "What question?"
"Aren't you busy with the provincial covert investigation team recently? Why have you suddenly shifted your attention to the land leveling issue in San Shui Province? If I may be so bold, you're just the deputy mayor of Mingshan City. Provincial affairs in San Shui Province don't seem to have anything to do with you, do they?" Wang Ziwei asked, her brow furrowed.
"Teacher Wang, since you're not in the political arena, there are things you might not know. The land leveling project in San Shui Province might seem unrelated to me, but in reality, it's very much connected to me," Chen Feng replied calmly.
"Chen Feng, I've thought about it a lot, and I can't figure out how the land leveling project in San Shui Province relates to you. It's a province-wide project, and you're just a staff member in a county-level city. How can it be related? Explain it to me; I'm really curious about this." Wang Ziwei looked at Chen Feng with anticipation. Although her academic qualifications were high, she was clueless about political matters. Conversely, Chen Feng seemed to be born for the political arena.
"Two points. First, agriculture in China's rural areas, especially in hilly provinces like San Shui, faces significant problems with severe land abandonment. If this situation continues, it will be detrimental to China, and as a Chinese citizen, I have a responsibility to contribute my small part to this cause. Second, speaking selfishly, the successful implementation of the land leveling project in San Shui Province will undoubtedly bring substantial political achievements. Frankly, in the political arena, the biggest fear is a lack of achievements. Without achievements, even if you have incredible ability or strong connections, it's useless. As things stand, once the land leveling project in San Shui Province is completed, the provincial covert investigation team will be easily dealt with!" Chen Feng explained patiently.
"That makes sense, but have you considered that getting this done will require a lot of money for operations?" Wang Ziwei asked worriedly.
"Teacher Wang, since you've brought up money, I won't hide anything. I've earned quite a bit over the years, including a significant amount of gray income, which is enough for the public relations expenses to get the San Shui Province land leveling project done. Although this time it will cost a lot of money, it's worth it for me. To put it grandly, my ultimate ideal isn't money; it's to enter the higher echelons of China's political arena and lead China to create glory. You might not believe this, but it's the truth. When a person has a lot of money and power, their pursuits are no longer the same as ordinary people." Chen Feng replied truthfully.
"Chen Feng, do you know why I like you? It's because your pursuits are extraordinary, unlike other men. Others covet money for pleasure, but you covet money for the better development of China. Such vision!" Wang Ziwei said excitedly.
"Teacher Wang, you're too kind. In fact, your status deserves a better man," Chen Feng said with a smile.
"Chen Feng, you're still too modest. In terms of age and vision, I think it would be hard to find another like you in China. All right, there's no need for us to compliment each other. How long will it take you to finish that application?"
"One night," Chen Feng replied calmly.
"One night? Isn't that too rushed? After all, it's a document concerning high-level figures in China's political arena, and it must be handled with utmost care," Wang Ziwei asked doubtfully.
"Teacher Wang, actually, the routine for political documents in China, whether local or high-level, is the same. The only difference is that high-level documents require more sophisticated and grander vocabulary, that's all. In reality, whether a document is qualified or accepted by superiors isn't solely dependent on the document itself. Frankly, if the superiors don't approve of the project at all, even a beautifully written document won't pass. Conversely, if the superiors approve of the project, even if the writing isn't great, they'll agree; at worst, they'll send it back for revisions." Chen Feng explained calmly.
"Chen Feng, I am thoroughly impressed by you; you have a complete grasp of the political arena," Wang Ziwei exclaimed.
Chen Feng didn't hesitate and asked Wang Ziwei to rest nearby while he began writing the document. Wang Ziwei was naturally pleased. Being able to watch the man she liked work was a supremely happy thing.
To Wang Ziwei's surprise, Chen Feng started writing the document without consulting any data or templates, just jotting it down fluidly. Wang Ziwei was in awe. She, a top arts graduate who once taught history at Capital University, couldn't do this. Chen Feng, who came from a science background, could write arts documents so brilliantly. She couldn't help but admire him.
An hour and a half later, Chen Feng finished the application.
"Chen Feng, how about this, let me help polish it," Wang Ziwei offered tentatively.
"Certainly, I wrote it too quickly, and it's inevitable that some aspects might have been overlooked," Chen Feng said with a faint smile. In reality, his written document was something most people couldn't polish.
Wang Ziwei didn't stand on ceremony and immediately began to carefully review the application Chen Feng had written. After the review, Wang Ziwei was once again stunned. Good heavens, there wasn't a single mistake. This…
"Chen Feng, I was too superficial," Wang Ziwei said, feeling embarrassed.
"You flatter me, Teacher Wang," Chen Feng replied with a humble smile.
"Chen Feng, I have a question. Didn't you major in computer science at Jiangcheng University of Technology? How are you so skilled in the arts?" Wang Ziwei asked, puzzled.
"Well, it's quite simple, really. When I was at Jiangcheng University of Technology, I was very strong in higher mathematics and calculus. Frankly, if your math is good, other subjects won't be too bad; there's no distinction between arts and sciences. Plus, I've been involved in the political arena for years and have read many documents, so I naturally learned to write various types of documents," Chen Feng explained calmly.
"In that case, the arts are still slightly inferior to science," Wang Ziwei mused.
"Perhaps. It's like getting a perfect score in politics and history, but failing physics and chemistry. However, if you get a perfect score in physics and chemistry, you'll definitely pass in politics and history. Of course, that's not the most important thing. The most crucial point is that the division of labor between arts and sciences is different, and there's no need for forced comparisons."
"Chen Feng, since the document is finished, are you going to the provincial capital tonight?" Wang Ziwei asked, looking at Chen Feng with affection.
"You can directly hand the document to that secretary. I don't need to go to the provincial capital specifically. I can rest well for these few days," Chen Feng said, pulling Wang Ziwei into his arms.
"Chen Feng, there are so many women around you, younger and more beautiful than me, yet you still like me…" Wang Ziwei asked expectantly, leaning into Chen Feng's embrace.