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Chapter 229: Street Office's Mission and Promotion 2

After figuring out the key points, Wang Gensheng smiled and looked up at the street director and said.

"Director Huang, you also said that this is just an opportunity for promotion. It is hard to say who will get it. In order to get this opportunity, what kind of efforts do I need to make? What kind of work do I need to do? Or what do I need to pay for? Please don't keep me in suspense."

Director Huang from the street just smiled and waved his hands in front of him.

"Let's discuss this later at the meeting. Anyway, I worked hard for a long time to get you this opportunity. I hope you will also work hard and not bring shame to me."

These words made Wang Gensheng frown unconsciously. It was not difficult to hear the meaning of the street director's words, which also had a bit of a sense of forcing people to do something against their will.

Did he want me to cover for him in the meeting later? In case there was no one to pick him up during the meeting and he dropped him on the ground and lost face.

Sure enough, after the meeting started, Wang Gensheng knew where the problem lay.

Isn’t it that the annual graduation season is almost here?

In the blink of an eye, there is another group of fresh graduates who need letters of introduction from the street office to arrange jobs and introduce people to various units for internships.

The issue of job quotas is a long-standing problem now. Many units are already struggling to find food, so how can they afford to hire so many workers?

It’s difficult to place more people in employment!

In this era, the employment rate of people in the area managed by the street office is also a key task for local assessment. It is not only about the sanitation and public security in the area managed, but also the employment of idle people.

We can't let the streets be filled with hooligans and thugs, right?

Of course, these problems will not all fall on the shoulders of the street office itself. The schools will help some of them, and state agencies will also help some of them.

The remaining part will be distributed to the street office.

Problems suddenly arose this year.

In the Hongxing Subdistrict Office area, the number of new people in need of employment this year has exceeded 300; the school has provided jobs for 100 of them.

The state-owned unit has allocated 100 places.

The remaining 100 people are under the jurisdiction of the street office. Everyone in the street office has been assigned a support quota, and some people have even been arranged to receive targeted support.

This may sound like a forced assignment, but in fact, people who understand the ins and outs of it know that someone is taking the opportunity to arrange jobs for their own children. They use the resources at hand to arrange jobs that suit their relatives or acquaintances, or even their own children, into jobs that suit their tastes. How can this be considered a performance?

Wang Gensheng sat in the corner of the conference room, picking at his fingers out of boredom, thinking to himself:

It's just this kind of thing, it shouldn't have much to do with me.

Although Wang Gensheng is still in the street office and has a small role as a semi-leader, he is dispensable.

But he doesn't hold any position yet, nor does he have any authority, so even if this kind of task is assigned to him, there will only be two or three vacancies at most.

Thinking about myself, I did arrange a job for He Yushui yesterday.

Well, there is still one spot left. It doesn’t matter if I really get the task.

When everyone's eyes were on Wang Gensheng, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally his turn, so he decided to listen carefully.

But before the tasks were assigned, someone stood up and interrupted the meeting.

"Speaking of Wang Gensheng, we received a report yesterday saying that Wang Gensheng took the lead in squandering money in the courtyard during this difficult period, holding a large wedding banquet, and that a large amount of food was from unknown sources. According to the reporter, there was serious speculation!"

"Yes, I think I heard it yesterday. As government employees, we must be strict with ourselves and take the lead in following the rules. Since Wang Gensheng is here, he should explain it to all of us."

The person who spoke was the street director who was sitting in the center of the meeting and presiding over the work.

The 20 or so people attending the meeting immediately looked aggressive, obviously having discussed it beforehand, and their eyes were fixed on Wang Gensheng, who was sitting at the last seat.

This sudden attack also made Wang Gensheng unable to react for a moment, thinking:

What is all this?

Before the meeting started, Director Huang gave me a little sweet treat, and then sat here to hit me with a stick? Or was this the street director trying to intimidate himself?

Come to think of it, Wang Gensheng wasn't the only one who did this, and there were people who reported it? Besides, what did they do when they received the report yesterday?

Didn’t you think that the team would go over and stop it immediately?

Why did they bring it up again at today's meeting? Isn't it obvious that they are using him to establish their authority?

Wang Gensheng had a smile on his face, but his mind was actually racing, wondering who the person who reported this could be.

The target was quickly locked, it should be Xu Damao! This guy is He Yuzhu's mortal enemy. Yesterday's big day passed peacefully. I felt that he was a little guilty all day and didn't come to cause trouble on the spot.

It turned out that this was where he had all his bad ideas.

But the subdistrict office did not go to the scene yesterday to bring Wang Gensheng and He Yuzhu over and stop setting up the banquet in the courtyard.

Perhaps it is just to take this opportunity to give Wang Gensheng a good warning, and then take the opportunity to impose more tasks on him.

The one who got married yesterday was Sha Zhu. If they really had to bring people to the scene to get married, the fault would basically be borne by Comrade He Yuzhu alone, and Wang Gensheng would not be involved too much, because he was the one getting married.

But if this matter was brought up at this meeting, all the criticism would be directed at Wang Gensheng.

You see, with just a round trip, there is no need to bring anyone with him, and Wang Gensheng is trapped here.

Now that they have the evidence in hand, they want to assign him more tasks. If they want to let Wang Gensheng go, he still has to remember that he owes everyone a favor, so why not do it?

As a result, the participants in the meeting hit it off and planned to bring up Wang Gensheng's case at the meeting to trick him.

Everyone in the conference room fell silent and turned their eyes to Wang Gensheng, just staring at him blankly, everyone with different thoughts in their mind.

Even when someone was drinking water from a cup, they deliberately lowered the sound of swallowing, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became very solemn.

If Wang Gensheng had not also been in the steel mill and had attended many cadre meetings, he would have been a little restless by now.

Unfortunately, these people really underestimated Wang Gensheng. They thought that stabbing him in the back would force him to submit.

Wang Gensheng waved his hands carelessly and said:

"Why are you all looking at me? This is not my wedding, it's Comrade He Yuzhu getting married. Go arrest him. What does He Yuzhu's extravagance and speculation have to do with me? Did you get the wrong person?"

There was another moment of silence in the conference room, and everyone looked at each other. What Wang Gensheng said made sense. They really couldn't just vilify someone's innocence out of thin air and force Wang Gensheng to take the blame.

Among the people present, the street director had the ugliest expression, which showed that he had no way to control Wang Gensheng.

The person who just asked the question also lowered his head and secretly looked at the street director, as if asking for help.

Director Huang of the street office coughed awkwardly, slammed the table and said righteously:

"We have been told by our superiors not to hold a grand wedding. We are just secretly inviting people to a meal and the wedding is over. Yesterday, you actually set up 10 tables in the courtyard. Isn't this obviously going against us?

Wang Gensheng just let it go, looking like he didn't care, and opened his mouth to shirk responsibility again:

"I said this to Comrade He Yuzhu at the time, but we can't stop him. He has the money to do what happened yesterday. I am helpless."

"So you're just going to watch and do nothing?"

"Oh, of course. I saw that I couldn't stop it, so I sent people to ask for help. Who knew that they would come to report it, and you didn't bring anyone with you, so I thought you had acquiesced."

For a moment, the comrade who raised the question had his eyes wide open, still thinking: Did you send someone to report this? He really didn't know.