"Ah sneeze!"

Cheng Lingling had just walked out of the door of the Huiping Subdistrict Office when a cold wind suddenly blew in her face.

Yesterday, a cold wave from Siberia hit the Jiangnan region. The temperature in the provincial capital dropped by more than ten degrees overnight. Although Cheng Lingling had put on a thick down jacket, she was still so cold that her nose ran out.

She quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped it so as not to affect her image.

"It's so cold!"

Peng Jia, who followed her out, shrank his neck and complained: "We were asked to run out to drink from the northwest wind before people arrived. It's true that the leader only talks and pays for the life of the subordinates, and he doesn't care what the weather is like now."

"Do you think there is something wrong with that person's brain? He is here to do some charity activities at this time. He is really free..."

Although Cheng Lingling was also a little depressed, she felt that Peng Jia's words were still too harsh: "They called and said they would be there soon, and they were doing charity for the community, so it was right for us to come out and pick them up in advance."

Peng Jia sneered, his face full of disapproval.

Cheng Lingling is a college student who just graduated this year and is new to society. She passed the national examination and was assigned to the Huiping Subdistrict Office.

A serious civil servant.

And he is a social recruiter that his family spent a lot of effort to arrange for.

Also known as temporary workers.

There is no formal establishment, no channels for promotion, and you are subject to hardships and hardships, and you will be the one to take the blame when necessary.

Do you still expect him to be dedicated to his job?

What's wrong with doing charity and public welfare? I really don't care about you!

"Coming, coming!"

Just when Peng Jia was secretly complaining.

Cheng Lingling, who was sharp-eyed, saw a Ford pickup truck and a Wuling Bread approaching from the intersection.

Stopped at the entrance of the office.

The door of the Ford pickup truck in front opened and a tall, handsome man got out.

Cheng Lingling's eyes suddenly lit up and she immediately greeted him: "Are you Mr. Gao Jinggao?"

She suddenly felt a strong uneasiness - had the snot been wiped off her face?

"Hello."

Gao Jing shook hands with her: "Are you Cheng Lingling?"

"Yes, yes."

Cheng Lingling laughed so hard that her nose almost bubbled: "We just talked on the phone."

Gao Jing smiled and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

Cheng Lingling shook her head like a rattle: "No trouble, Mr. Gao, as an entrepreneur, you care about the disadvantaged in society..."

She said a lot of words quickly, all of which were praises and praises for Gao Jing.

Peng Jia, who was standing behind, looked at Gao Jing with jealous eyes.

He recognized the sportswear and sneakers worn by Gao Jing, and also recognized the watch worn by the opponent.

They are all brands that I cannot afford.

Forget it if you have money.

He looks so handsome.

Cao Le!

Cheng Lingling is about to become a nymphomaniac!

Cheng Lingling didn't realize that her colleague was about to explode. She said apologetically: "Originally, our director wanted to accompany him in person, but there happened to be a meeting in the district today, and several leaders attended."

"fine."

Gao Jing smiled and said: "I don't need to alarm the leaders for this little thing, let's go then?"

Cheng Lingling nodded quickly: "Okay."

She hugged the briefcase in her arms tightly and hurriedly followed Gao Jing into the pickup truck.

They all forgot to greet Peng Jia.

Peng Jia cursed secretly and quickly got into the car.

The leader specifically explained this matter, and it was okay for him to complain a little in private.

If someone complains, you will definitely not be able to live with it!

"Mr. Gao, the first one is right in front."

Cheng Lingling sat in the passenger seat and navigated the high scenery while driving: "It's very close, just a few hundred meters away."

Gao Ding nodded.

Huiping Street belongs to Xihe District of the provincial capital, with a permanent population of more than 70,000, and is part of the old city.

The old town of Yuncheng used to be known as "the rich in the east, the rich in the south, the poor in the west, and the foreign in the north".

Most of the wealthy families are concentrated in the east and south.

"West" refers to Xihe District, where hundreds of thousands of ordinary people live.

There are not many modern high-rise buildings here. The houses are ordinary and old. There are many tube buildings built in the 1950s and 1960s. The phenomenon of private buildings and random construction is particularly serious.

Because the area is narrow, the population is large, and there are many problems left over from history, demolition is extremely difficult.

Although Yuncheng's economy is very developed, there are many buildings in the city center, various sports cars can often be seen on the road, and the per capita income of residents is also among the highest in the country.

But there are still many poor people in this city.

For example, there are hundreds of low-income households in Huiping Street.

Gao Jing came to Huiping Street today in the name of Yuncheng Branch of Hong Kong Island Great World Trading Company to send warm wishes!

In other words, it's about cultivating faith.

He and Ji Yu spent a lot of energy on this matter.

It took a few days to communicate with Huiping Street.

Without the information and necessary assistance provided by the other party, it would be impossible for Gao Jing to accomplish anything on his own.

"This is it."

Under the guidance of Cheng Lingling, the pickup truck stopped in front of a tube building.

Gao Jing opened the car door and got out.

The buildings here are older than his age, and the dark gray mottled exterior walls silently tell the vicissitudes of time. The messy clothes drying poles and wires as dense as spider webs constitute the dark side of the bustling city.

There are five or six similar buildings.

They were originally public buildings built by cotton mills in the provincial capital, and many retired workers still live there.

The first house Gao Jing visited was also a retired worker.

In the back of the pickup truck were bags of rice and barrels of cooking oil.

Gao Jing picked up a 25kg bag of Northeastern rice and carried it on his left shoulder, then grabbed the second bag and stacked it on top.

Fixing it with his left arm, he picked up two 5kg barrels of cooking oil!

Cheng Lingling was stunned.

Peng Jia, who had just followed, was also confused.

He thought he was here to do hard work today, but he didn't expect that the boss Gao Jing would actually do it himself.

The two bags of rice weigh 100 kilograms in total.

Gao Jing seems to be carrying it easily!

Could this person be a migrant worker?

Nothing like it at all!

Peng Jia really wanted to complain: Are you stupid?

I’ve seen many people doing charity for fame and reputation, but I’ve never seen anyone doing hard work for money!

Gao Jing said: "Let's go up."

Cheng Lingling came to her senses and said quickly: "Mr. Gao, let me and Peng Jia help you move together."

"Need not."

Gao Jing said decisively: "Just help me carry the bags in the car."

Peng Jia swallowed and took out the snakeskin bag from the back seat.

The portion is quite heavy.
To be continued...