Rebirth at Seventy: Counterattack on Life

"Thank you, Secretary Sun. I need this exactly. If there is anything I don't understand in the future, I will ask you for help."

Zhou Jinxin said with a smile.

"It's easy to talk about. I just changed my job place. We are still comrades working in the railway system. There are many opportunities to interact with each other."

Secretary Sun also answered with a smile.

He carried the things he had packed, took one last look at the office where he had been sitting for many years, and then turned around and left.

Zhou Jinxin looked at Secretary Sun, whose reputation was not very good, and then looked at the notebook in his hand.

It seems that this person is not absolutely good or bad, it just depends on where he sees people and things.

At this time, she felt that Secretary Sun was a good person.

As soon as Secretary Sun left, someone came back to the office.

It seemed that he had been specially given time to pack his things.

Knowing that he should leave soon, he came back at this time specifically.

The person who came back was a gay man, younger than Secretary Sun, with his hair parted, wearing a shirt, and a pen on his chest. He looked like a cultured person.

This looks really different from Zhou Jinxin in work clothes.

"You must be the new Comrade Xiao Zhou. I am Zhang Xiangdong, responsible for office and information file management. You can just call me Brother Zhang."

Zhang Xiangdong saw that Secretary Sun had packed up his things and left, then looked at Zhou Jinxin who was standing in the room and introduced himself.

"Xiao Zhou, you just arrived, and the leader hasn't arranged any specific work, so why don't you just sit here first."

Zhang Xiangdong pointed to a table next to the door and said.

Zhou Jinxin looked in the direction of his finger.

There are a few books on the table next to the door and a teacup.

The door was open, and a small part of the table was blocked. The view was not very good, and it was not very convenient to get in and out.

Moreover, it was obvious that the table was occupied.

Zhou Jinxin looked at Zhang Xiangdong with doubts in his eyes, wondering why she was given a seat where someone could sit.

"Oh, that's it. I used to use this desk. Didn't Secretary Sun leave? We agreed before he left that I would move to his place. It's not too late. I'll move right away. .”

As he said that, he walked towards the seat next to the door, ready to pack his things. He didn't feel any embarrassment at all in giving his position to the new comrade. Anyway, Secretary Sun had left even if he hadn't agreed before. , who can still know.

Zhou Jinxin looked at Secretary Sun's original position, which was by the window and had a good view. It seemed to be the head seat of the four tables in the room, which was indeed good.

However, as a new comrade, she would not compete with other old comrades for seats. It would be the same wherever she sat.

She nodded and stood there waiting for Zhang Xiangdong to pack his things.

She wouldn't even take the initiative to help pack things to please others.

"Comrade Xiao Zhou, you are here. Secretary Sun just left today. Please sit in his original seat. Put your things away and follow me to the section leader's office."

Zhang Xiangdong was packing up the things in his drawer and preparing to move to the seat he wanted to sit in. Unfortunately, Song Zhengyang suddenly appeared at this time.

After hearing his words, Zhang Xiangdong stopped packing his things and his expression became unnatural.

Song Zhengyang had just arrived in the morning and happened to see Zhou Jinxin standing in the room. He hurriedly arranged for her to put her things and go out with him.

The office director is in charge of these secretaries. Not to mention that Zhang Xiangdong has not moved to Secretary Sun's original seat yet. Even if he has moved all his things and has a director, he will have to move back obediently.

When Zhou Jinxin heard Director Xiao Song's words, he was not polite. He directly put his things in Secretary Sun's place, said hello to Zhang Xiangdong and went out.

This is not her fault. It is always right to listen to the leader.

"Oh, you go."

Zhang Xiangdong looked disappointed and answered with a forced smile.

It seemed like he just wasn't destined for that position.

This door is also very good.

Zhang Xiangdong forced himself to comfort himself.

"Eh? Secretary Sun has left already?"

When the other two secretaries in the office, Zhao Meijuan and Sun Hongxia, came back and looked at Secretary Sun's desk, they knew that Secretary Sun had left. They also looked at Zhang Xiangdong, who had half packed his things, and knew that he wanted to move there.

In this office, Secretary Sun left and only Zhang Xiangdong was left as a gay man. If he wanted to move there, they would have no objection as their positions would not be moved anyway.

After all, no one wants to sit behind the door. If you open the door, it will block half of the table, as if you are being offended.

I can only feel wronged to the new comrades.

"Ah, yes." Zhang Xiangdong looked at the two secretaries who had just returned and nodded, then silently put his things back.

Zhao Meijuan and Sun Hongxia looked at each other and couldn't figure out what was wrong with Xiangdong.

Secretary Sun is gone and the desk is free, won't he move it?

It looked like they had already moved halfway. Could it be that he felt embarrassed because they suddenly came back?

Zhang Xiangdong packed his things silently without saying a word, and it was difficult for them to ask questions. The atmosphere in the room became awkward for a while.

"Captain Duan, I'm ready, let's go."

Director Xiao Song brought Zhou Jinxin to Duan Chang Song's office. At this time, Duan Chang Song was frowning at the speech in his hand.

What the hell is this?

Why was Secretary Sun taken away by that guy Old Deng, and no one in his office could write any decent manuscripts?

Duan Zhang Song threw the manuscript in his hand on the table and let out a long breath.

Secretary Xiao Wang, who was standing next to him, felt nervous.

He used to be in charge of the meeting management of the unit. If there was a meeting in the section or some large-scale event, he could say that he had everything at his fingertips and could arrange it clearly for you, but this is writing a manuscript.

He really lacks some talent.

After pondering over it for two days, I could only write a piece of writing that I thought was quite satisfactory, without any mistakes or excellence.

Seeing that Song Duan looks like this, he must be dissatisfied.

When Zhou Jinxin and Director Xiao Song came in, Duan Chang Song was having a headache.

This is a conference for the entire system. Section leaders from other sections, including local leaders, will attend. If he loses face, how about letting Lao Deng, who just went to the telecom department to become a section leader, laugh at him?

"By the way, Xiao Zhou, Director Xiao Song said that you should give some opinions on the communication reform at the dispatching side. Take a look at this manuscript and see if you have any ideas. If so, fill it in. I’ll take a look at that time.”

When Duan Chang Song saw Zhou Jinxin following him, he quickly handed over the manuscript in his hand.

Zhou Jinxin took a look and realized that this was the opinion she gave to Director Xiao Song last time. It seemed that this meeting was to discuss the feasibility of this matter. If it passed, there might be bigger changes in communication.

She briefly read the manuscript and found that the writing was basically fine. There were too many polite and official expressions and no practicality at all. The opinions raised were not written at all.