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People have to have something to do. On the long road of life, people always have hope and look forward to a better future.

It's like seeing a ray of light ahead in the darkness, giving people the motivation and courage to move forward.

With hope, there is hope and motivation to move forward.

As soon as Yan Junge found out about Zhang Yiyan’s situation, he felt itchy all over and didn’t know what to do.

I lay back, leaning against the car seat, and my ribs, which had not yet healed, began to ache again.

Yanyan mentioned "in the mountains" before, but she didn't specify which mountain. Why didn't I ask her more questions at that time? Tsk, I regret it (???)!

"Dayong, keep a close eye on the situation in the special department. I suspect Xie Huai is back!"

Huang Yong was driving and looked at him distractedly, "How did you know that?"

“I just heard the sound of an engine on the phone!”

"6, Brother Yan, it still has to be you!"

After that, for three days in a row, the two of them waited outside the special department every day. This time, Xie Huai was determined not to pay attention to him. When he heard that something happened in the north, he set off overnight.

Yan Junge was really annoyed for a while because he couldn't find anyone to wait for.

Municipal Bureau, Director's Office

Zheng Enmin looked older, mainly because he didn't get enough rest and was angry. Seeing the culprit sitting on the sofa and making tea, he almost fainted.

Pointing at him with a shaking hand, he said, "You, you kid, I told you to take sick leave but you didn't. You've been hanging around everywhere every day, teasing everyone one by one, and now you're teasing my tea leaves again."

He picked up a thick stack of documents on the table and slapped them hard, shouting, "Look, look, they are all complaints against you. You have made me lose face. Now I dare not answer the phone. If I answer it, 10 out of 8 people will complain about you."

"Aren't there still two left?" Someone is a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water!

"Two more are asking for you to be taken out and shot!" He grabbed the document and wanted to smash it on Yan Junge's head, but then he thought that the man's injury had not healed completely, so he held back. But he was still very aggressive and slammed the table again!

"Get lost now, write 2000, no, write a handwritten inspection, and give it to me before noon tomorrow."

Yan Junge finally raised his eyes, took a sip of tea, and smacked his lips. "Director Zheng, your tea is not very good. It has no fragrance at all! Tomorrow, I will bring you a cake of my father's Da Hong Pao. You tell me where Yanyan is!"

Zheng Enmin's expression changed several times. "I really need you to do this! If you don't write it, don't even think about Yiyan's news!"

Her peach blossom eyes lit up, "Really, what did Yanyan say?"

",,,"Routine!

Yan Junge walked over and took the pile of complaint letters, grinning and saying, "I'll write it. I'll write it now. I will definitely correct my attitude, apologize to each of them, and gain their forgiveness."

Zheng Enmin snorted hard and sat back down, "That's good enough, hurry up."

"Yes!" Yan Junge stood at attention immediately, then said with a smile, "Director Zheng, can you tell me something?"

"If you say one more word of nonsense, you won't hear any more news!"

"Hey, no, no, I'll go now."

Seeing Yan Junge rushing out in a hurry, Zheng Enmin laughed and scolded, then suddenly realized what was happening and rushed to the door, "Don't forget the Da Hong Pao!"

"Know it!"

"Stinky boy!"

Besides, Yan Junge went straight to a group of offices. Huang Yong and Le Sheng happened to be there. His eyes lit up and said, "That's great. Come on, come on."

"Brother Yan, what happened?" Le Sheng came over and took the complaint letter from him, took a look at it, and couldn't help but twitch his lips. "It's you, Brother Yan, this complaint letter is sold by the pound."

Huang Yong also came over to see, "Wow~ it's true~ Brother Yan is awesome!"

"Stop talking nonsense, help your brother and write a self-criticism." Yan Junge patted the complaint letter, "Write it in the same way as here, and make sure to analyze it in depth, and write down your determination to learn from the pain and never make the same mistake again."

Huang Yong patted Le Sheng on the shoulder and said, "Le Le is good at this. Brother Yan, how many words do you want to write?" Le Sheng nodded and estimated that it would be no more than 5 words. He had no reason to refuse to help his leader.

"2 million!"

"How many????"

Yan Junge scratched his ears, and heard the loud voices on the left and right. "The voices are so loud that they scared me! I said 2 words, what's wrong?"

"No, brother, have you violated the law?" Le Sheng was horrified. "I've been here for so long, and the most I've ever written is 5 words."

His old face turned red, and Yan Junge knew that he had been doing something stupid recently. If it weren't for Director Zheng covering for him and the superiors not caring about it, he would probably be dismissed and investigated, or at the very least suspended from work for reflection. It was a relief for him to only have to write a self-criticism.

"You all know whether it is a heavenly rule or not, so it's not in vain. When you finish writing, I'll treat you to a meal. Da Huang, you help me, and if it doesn't work, call Haozi as well. We have to give it to Director Zheng before noon tomorrow."

Huang Yong took out his cell phone and called Chen Hao, "No problem, the four of us, 5 each, we will definitely make it in time."

Half an hour later

In the large office, Le Sheng pulled over a whiteboard and wrote and drew, tapping with the tip of his pen. "Comrades, time is short and the task is heavy. I will simply assign the tasks."

Yan Junge, Huang Yong and Chen Hao sat in a row, each with a notebook, working seriously.

Le Shengzi nodded with satisfaction, "This time the task is to complete the 2-word review tonight, check for typos tomorrow morning, and hand it over to Director Zheng before noon tomorrow."

"Brother Yan, your summary should be described in four words: dig deep and investigate thoroughly! Write an objective and concise statement. In order to increase the word count, write down the year, month, day, time, what event, why, due to whom, and what led to what."

“Remember, move to the subjective level and write it again.”

Yan Junge nodded, with an expression that showed he had learned something. "Got it, I'll investigate further."

Le Sheng nodded, the young man is teachable, "Adding the above questions at the end reveals some problems and serves as a wake-up call for our future work!"

"6 ah, Lele!"

Le Sheng picked up the large teacup and took a sip, spat out the tea dregs, and said with a smile, "Keep a low profile."

Huang Yong threw a pen at him, "Stop being so low-key, where is my teacup?"

Le Sheng coughed twice and tapped the whiteboard. "Ahem, let's talk about the second part. Brother Yong, you come on."

Write quickly, "Analyze the reasons and reflect deeply!"

"We must reflect deeply on our actions and thoughts, learn from our mistakes, and let leaders see our determination to make corrections."

"It's Haozi and I who are left behind. We will make immediate changes and go all out."

"How's it going? Is it okay?"

Yan Junge clapped his hands, "As expected, you are the first person to write a self-criticism."

Le Sheng scratched his head with a silly smile, "Where, where."

"I told you that you are fat, but you are out of breath." Huang Yong sighed, wondering why this child is so stupid.

At night, Yan Junge ordered a table full of delicious food, including seafood and barbecue, so as not to let his brothers' work in vain.

Finally, the next day, Yan Junge knocked on Zheng Enmin's office door with a smile, "Director Zheng, look, I finished it ahead of time! Oh, by the way, I also apologized to the others this morning and obtained their forgiveness."

"You really wrote this by yourself? Without anyone's help?"

"Of course not, how dare I!"

Zheng Enmin took it and flipped through it. Last night he saw four brats working overtime together. He looked up at Yan Junge's dark eyes. He saw it but didn't say anything. Forget it, ah~

"Okay, if you do something stupid again, it won't be so easy!"

"I know, I know, thank you Director Zheng!" Yan Junge stood in front of the desk honestly, his face full of sincerity! (???-)_

"Come on, stop being so cute. To tell you the truth, I contacted Lao Zhang yesterday and had a few words with him." Zheng Enmin sat at his desk with a relaxed look, "I specifically asked about Yiyan's situation beforehand."

"Zhang Tianming? How is he? Did he say where he is? When will he be back?"

"Don't get excited. What Zhang Tianming? It's Zhang Tianyuan. I'm so angry when Tianming mentions you. Why don't you do something else instead of provoking him?"

He whispered secretly, "I didn't do anything. If he had given Yanyan to me, everything would have been fine!"

Zheng Enmin glared at him, and he shut up. "Old Zhang said that he is recuperating now, and he will come back naturally when he is well. But Old Zhang has something to tell you..."

"Gudong~" Yan Junge instinctively felt that it was not a good thing. "What!"

"Yan, you dare to bully my precious apprentice? Clean your neck and wait!"

"...Director Zheng, the news about Yanyan you mentioned is just this?"

"That's it. Why, isn't this it?"

“…Haha, yes!”