Excellent little farmer

Later, in order to thank her for her enthusiastic help, the big boy often made some exquisite little gifts for her, which made her very happy. After all, she was very lonely. After coming home from work every day, she spent the rest of the time alone. At home, in the ordinary days without any surprises, this kind of expectation is particularly precious.

This kind of life lasted until the eldest boy was taken home by Aunt Wenying, but every time she saw him coming back from outside with a schoolbag on his back, she had the urge to grab the schoolbag and hold him in her arms. From that day on, she had wanted to start doing that, and now it actually turned into...

"Big bad guy, you big bad guy!..." Xu Wanzi looked at the roof absentmindedly. After a long while, he gently turned sideways and gently scratched my chest with his long fingers, murmuring like a dream. He said softly.

"Do you like me, the big bad guy?"

I hugged her tightly, and Xu Wanzi felt a little suffocated, so she had to slide up like a swimming fish, stretched out her arms as white as fat, held me in her arms, and gently played with her with her slender fingertips. He touched my nose and said softly: "I like it. I love this bad guy to death. I think I will like it for the rest of my life..."

The Spring Festival is over, and I have adjusted my state in time, ready to face new challenges with a full spirit.

In a sense, going to the municipal party committee office is the beginning of my official career. After all, it is very different from the Resources Bureau and the Development Zone Management Committee. It is the real core government agency and unit. The place closest to the center of the power pyramid in Qingyang City is also full of opportunities and competition.

The eighth day of the lunar month was the first day of work. I got up early, washed up, and had breakfast. Then I stood in front of the mirror, put on a white shirt, a tie, a crisp black suit, and tidied up carefully. After finishing his appearance, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, then he put on his briefcase, walked downstairs, and rode his bicycle to the Qingyang Municipal Party Committee compound.

In fact, according to Secretary-General Huang Jianzhang, he could go there a few days later. After all, the New Year has just passed, and both the leading comrades and the lower-level staff are still relaxing during the holidays. Even the comrades who come to work are still relaxing. They are all in the Cao camp but their hearts are in the Han Dynasty. Most of them hide in the office and stay behind closed doors. They have to wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month before they can return to normal working conditions.

Huang Jianzhang is the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee, that is, the chief steward of the Municipal Party Committee. He naturally knows the situation of the Municipal Party Committee leaders and their work-related schedules very well.

But I still hope to get to work as early as possible and familiarize myself with the situation as soon as possible so that I can get into work smoothly. After all, being the secretary of the deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee is not that easy. Maybe it will be like Gao Jian, who is thankless and becomes a loser. Become a submissive little daughter-in-law.

He has a clear understanding of this and has made corresponding psychological preparations. Just like the army, you can become a general, but you have to start from being a soldier and starting from the most ordinary work. In the officialdom, I still want to be a general. New recruits need constant training and polishing.

After entering the municipal party committee office building, I came to the door of the secretary-general's office on the third floor. I saw that the door was ajar and it was very quiet inside. I knocked on the door gently. Soon, a low and majestic voice came from inside. Voice: "Come in!"

I opened the door and entered the room, and saw Secretary-General Huang Jianzhang sitting behind a large desk with reading glasses on his face and a cigarette in his hand. He was writing at the desk. After I entered the room, he didn't pay attention. He was still writing something intently, with an extremely serious expression.

Since we had met him several times before, I felt that this person was easy to get in touch with, so I didn’t feel too restrained. I walked over directly, refilled the tea for him, cleaned the ashtray, and then said softly: “Secretary-General, I’m here to report. "

It was only then that Huang Jianzhang raised his head, glanced at me in surprise, and then said with a smile: "Oh! It's Comrade Ye Qingquan. Please sit down for a moment. I still have some work to do on hand. I'll be done soon."

I nodded, went back to the sofa and sat down. Looking around, I saw that the office was extremely simple. In addition to a writing desk, there were filing cabinets and mahogany bookshelves. The bookshelves were filled with books. Of course, these books It proves nothing. Intellectuals mostly buy books for themselves, while officials and businessmen usually buy books for others to read.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Huang Jianzhang finally finished his work, put down the pen in his hand, took off his reading glasses, looked at me with a smile, and said kindly: "Xiaoye, why didn't you rest for a few more days?"

I smiled and said softly: "Secretary-General, I want to come here early to adapt to the new environment."

Huang Jianzhang picked up the tea cup, blew lightly, and said with a smile: "Very good, you should be proactive when doing work, wait and do not rely on it, and complete the tasks assigned by the leader with high standards and strict requirements. This is my habit recently. It is emphasized that many comrades just do not understand it and are unwilling to implement it seriously. To put it bluntly, this is a problem of understanding. If the understanding is not improved, there will be no enthusiasm and it will be impossible to do a good job."