Chapter 1 The muscle reaction that cannot be quit At 11 o'clock late in the evening, Chen Zhuo, who had just finished working overtime in the office, drove a half-new Dongfeng Nissan home. The night in Yuecheng is very lively. Even at this time, vehicles are still coming and going on the road. The inner ring is like a flowing ribbon, reflecting the prosperity and splendor of a first-tier city. "Whoo~" Chen opened the window a little bit. The cold night wind could help him clear his head. While steering, he thought about the wording and sentence structure of the document he had just written. Suddenly, the phone rang urgently. Chen looked at the glowing screen of his phone, paused for three seconds, then put on his Bluetooth headset and answered: "Good evening~" He didn't hide the exhaustion in his tone. "Chen Zhe, let me tell you something..." Opposite him was a woman, but unfortunately she didn't notice the fatigue Chen Zhuo showed. She just said to herself, "I received a message today that the Tianhe District Industry and Information Technology Bureau is going to recruit a fresh graduate. Can you give me a call and recommend my brother to work there?" Chen felt a little disappointed at being ignored.

He didn't show it, and his tone remained calm and easygoing: "Now everyone in the system must take an exam to get into the system, you know that." "I know." The woman raised her voice a little: "That's for people who have no relationship with you. You are the counterpart leader of the provincial industry and information technology department. How can the district not give you face? I only have this one brother. If we get married, he is also your brother. You have to help him no matter what." Chen was silent for a moment. He really wanted to tell the woman: First, the District Bureau of Industry and Information Technology is not opened by me, so anyone can enter if I want. Second, it is a national policy to take exams for every job opening. Do you know what a national policy means? Can it be shaken by a simple greeting? Third, I don’t even want to complain about your brother’s quality level. Can he understand the content of the essay? The most important thing is, you and I are just on a blind date, and we are still a long way from getting married. Do you want me to use my connections to help your brother now? However, when the words came to his lips, they turned into gentle suggestions: "If your brother really wants to pursue a career in politics, I suggest that he enroll in a class first. There happens to be a young man who just passed the exam in our department. I can ask him to provide your brother with some exam experience..." "no!" The woman refused directly: "Studying in the class requires staying up late to read books. My brother has never suffered any hardship since he was a child. Do you keep refusing because you don't want to help?" At this time, another voice came from the phone: "Sister, if he doesn't want to help, then forget it. Why should we beg him? It's just like him..." This sentence was like a fuse, instantly igniting the woman's emotions. "Chen Zhe, outsiders think you are a glamorous deputy director of a provincial department. Don't you know what your actual situation is?" "You are just an old man who drives a car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, has a mortgage of several million dollars, earns less than 20,000 yuan, and is still unmarried in his thirties." "I was willing to get in touch with you in the first place because I thought your position might help my brother. Now that you refuse to do even a trivial matter like work, why would I date you?" "Dududu..." After venting her dissatisfaction, the woman hung up the phone. Moreover, since most of what she said was true, Chen Zhe was speechless. "Am I really that bad?" Chen felt a sudden tightness in his chest. I had good grades when I was studying. After graduating from high school, I was admitted to Huazhong University of Science and Technology, a 985 university. After graduating from undergraduate and master's degrees, I passed the provincial examination and entered the system. Six years later, I became a full-time official. At that time, I happened to have an opportunity to work in a local city to help with poverty alleviation. Three years later, I returned to my original unit and was successfully announced as a deputy director.

Although the deputy director has no real power, his rank is that of a deputy division-level cadre. If he reaches this position before the age of 35, everyone will praise him as a "young old leader" when he attends meetings. However, only Chen himself knows the hardships involved. He has not married for so many years because he is too busy to have time for a relationship. Especially when he was doing poverty alleviation work, he was always in the countryside and had no time to go home. In the past two years, seeing the white hair on my parents' heads increasing, I was forced to embark on the path of blind dates. It's a pity that I'm getting older, and among the blind dates introduced by the matchmaker, there are already divorced women with children. There are also many "brother-supporting demons" like the one I met tonight who like to make trouble. "Hey!" Chen sighed deeply, thinking of his parents' happy faces when they saw other people's children, he couldn't help but regret: "If I had known, I wouldn't have taken the civil service exam. After entering this wall, many things are beyond my control!" My thoughts began to wander and when I made a sharp turn, a blinding white light suddenly shone from the opposite side. There was a loud bang, and Chen Zhe lost consciousness instantly. ······ "Chen Zhe, wake up, class will start soon." I don’t know how long it was before Chen Zhuo was woken up by someone pushing his arm. "Did I get into a car accident? I don't know if the other party is injured?" Chen rubbed his sore arms and dizzy head, intending to check the situation of the oncoming vehicles. But when he looked up, he was suddenly stunned. This doesn't seem to be the inner ring road, there has been no car accident, and it's not even a hospital, but a classroom. Surrounded by a group of students with greasy faces and hair sticking to their scalps, some of them were sleeping on their desks, some were concentrating on writing test papers, and some were joking with their classmates; In front of me was a thick and tall stack of books and exercise books, the top one had the words "Five years of college entrance examination, three years of simulation" printed prominently; The glass window was half open, and the blue curtains were swaying left and right in the breeze from the corridor. "This seems to be my classroom from my senior year of high school." Looking at these familiar yet unfamiliar scenes, Chen Zhuo seemed to have thought of something, and his throat suddenly became dry due to nervousness. I'm Reborn? Chen turned around slowly and saw a line of eye-catching large characters written in red chalk on the blackboard behind him - 99 days left until the college entrance examination! leave! Really reborn! It was back to the evening of 2007 when there were 99 days left before the college entrance examination! Chen suppressed the turmoil in his heart and turned to look at his deskmate. Huang Bohan! That’s right, he was my deskmate in high school. The boy really looked like he did in high school, with a circle of black fuzzy beard on his lips, a few pimples on his face, a layer of grease on his thick glasses, and several of his fingernails had been bitten off due to his habit of doing homework. "Chen Zhe, why do you keep looking at me?" Huang Baihan noticed that Chen's look was weirder than usual and couldn't help but ask. "Oh nothing." Chen forced himself to calm down, picked up the pen and tried to turn it around in his hand twice. Then he thought it might be a dream, and stumbled to the corridor outside the classroom. A group of young faces in school uniforms walked past me with laughter.

He lowered his head and saw that he was wearing the same school uniform. Looking up, the sky is so blue, the afterglow of the setting sun is spreading freely on the teaching building not far away, the old tiles reflect the light that is not dazzling, taking a deep breath, there is a sense of comfort that penetrates the heart. “I am truly reborn.” Although he still felt a little dizzy, Chen Zhu slowly accepted the fact. "I'm so depressed. The money tree I bought during the Chinese New Year died today. It's only been less than a month. Does this mean I'll be poor for the rest of the year?" There were two teachers standing next to Chen. Since it was not yet time for class, they were also chatting in the corridor. Another teacher smiled and consoled him: "This kind of tree is very difficult to grow. I grew one before and it died. Don't take it too seriously." This kind of comfort is meaningless, and the teacher who spoke at the beginning is still unhappy. Somehow, after hearing these words, a string in Chen's head suddenly moved, and he subconsciously replied: "I think this is a good thing. The tree is dead, and the only thing left is to make money. I think you will not only not be poor this year, but you may even make a fortune." "Ok?" The two teachers looked at Chen in surprise at the same time. Chen Zhuo was also stunned. This is truly a muscle reaction from working in the system for many years. Appropriate words come to mind as soon as they come out of my mouth. Even if I am reborn, they are still engraved in my bones. ······ (The next chapter will be around 8pm. This is my first book after returning from my temporary assignment. I’m asking for your support. The quality of this urban novel is guaranteed!) (End of this chapter)