Yue Wen didn’t know that ten years later, China’s Spring Festival would have become the
festival.
Although some foreigners also celebrate the Spring Festival, they do not understand the true meaning of the Spring Festival.
In addition to family reunion, another symbolic meaning of the Spring Festival is to celebrate the New Year. Once you celebrate the Spring Festival, you will be one year older and have peace every year.
This is the simplest concept of age among Chinese people, and it is also the Chinese people’s understanding of age.
Years, in fact, is age. In other words, it can be called seniority. "How many more years have I eaten dumplings than you?" This is the most intuitive way of saying that years is seniority. Of course, later it was gradually extended to "I have eaten more dumplings than you."
"I have more salt than you have eaten" and "I have walked on more bridges than you have walked on", which are all filled with a sense of superiority in terms of age and qualifications.
Saddam, since he dared to challenge Chen Jiangping in the past, now also dares to challenge himself. In addition to the factor that he thinks he is strong, the fact that he is nearly twenty years older than himself is also a factor.
In this world, no matter how frustrated a man is, he always thinks he is the most capable. No matter how ugly a woman is, she always thinks she is the most beautiful.
When a woman is with a woman, it is a drama, a drama of comparison. When a man is with a man, it is a movie, an action movie, an action movie on and off the scene.
At noon, a real estate developer came over to invest. Liu Xinghua, deputy director of the Development Zone Management Committee, called Yue Wen to accompany him. Also present were Fang Hongbang from the Construction Bureau, Liu Ziyi from the Planning Bureau, and of course Yuan Liping, the grandmother of the land.
Over dinner, Yue Wen talked about the gas station, and also asked about the land issue of the new office building. After the Working Committee Management Committee building was moved to the new district, all units were taking active actions to move their own units to the new district.
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Yue Wen left in a hurry while eating. When he walked to the hall, he saw Yin Jianlin sitting on the sofa.
Yin Jianlin also saw Yue Wen. He quickly stood up from the sofa with a smile, "Jianlin, I will just go there in the afternoon. If you are fine, take a rest at home at noon." Yue Wen said politely.
"There is no time for one's own time when working in an office. I'm used to it. If the leader doesn't take a break, we won't take a break." Yin Jianlin seemed to express his attitude and merit. Yue Wen didn't say a word, watching Yin Jianlin, who could be his father, walk a few steps quickly.
Stepping open the car door, he smiled and got into the car. A feeling of coolness immediately enveloped his body. Apparently the air conditioner was always on.
"Old Yin, what level are you at now?" Yue Wen changed his title.
"Zhengke," Yin Jianlin turned around and said with a smile, "There have been no promising people in our bureau for many years. Director Chen came out of the Organization Department. When he was there, our bureau promoted two deputy directors. One went to the Animal Husbandry Bureau and the other
Went to the Safety Supervision Bureau."
"Well, both games are not very good." Yue Wen said with a smile.
The unit has no political achievements, cannot stand upright, and has no confidence to speak to the organization department and top leaders.
"I just ate the food in the canteen of the Transportation Management Office. Yue Bureau, you can try it someday. It's no worse than the food in the canteen of the Working Committee." Yin Jianlin said with a smile, "August 15th, the Transportation Management Office
The mooncakes in the cafeteria are so popular in the market."
This Yue Wen knew that the old-fashioned mooncakes made of pure peanut oil were very popular, and a transportation and management office was famous not for its work, but for its mooncakes, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"Saddam had a drink at noon and said some nonsense." Yin Jianlin looked at Yue Wen and spoke carefully and with a strong tentative meaning. Yue Wen knew that he should give some encouragement at this time, "Everyone is confused.
When you drink, Lao Wang, you will always be clear-sighted."
These people are all old-fashioned people. Each person has one mind, and a thousand people have a thousand minds. It is not easy to deal with people. But Yue Wen was trained in the journey of thousands of miles, and he was trained in the blood and fire of Jinji Ridge.
He was forced to pass the test during the Taohua Island Nuclear Power Project. He learned every move from Liao Xiangting. If some people pointed their tails upward, he would know what to fart.
Sure enough, after being encouraged, Yin Jianlin said, "You didn't criticize him at the director's office meeting. He couldn't resist it anymore. He said, the worst thing is to adjust the division of labor. The worst thing is not to let me take care of this area. What else can you do?"
Spare him? Now is not the time for Liao Xiangting to be around."
Yue Wen seemed to be smiling at first, but when Saddam called Liao Xiangting by his first name, Yue Wen finally became a little angry.
Saddam contradicts him in front of him but admits his mistakes behind his back. Today he said these words under the influence of wine, but the day before yesterday, he just gave himself a box of tea, saying that his son brought it over and let him try it.
Such people are rude on the outside but delicate on the inside. If you are hard, they are soft, and they are as slippery as loaches. If you are soft, they are hard. They are as hard as bones, making it difficult to get along with them.
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The Transportation Management Office of the District Transportation Bureau is a small independent courtyard located in the eastern suburbs of the old district.
As soon as Yue Wen's car stopped in front of the building, Saddam came up to meet him. Behind him were Tang Guoqiang, Shao Yuanhe, and fifteen traffic control directors.
Men all have a complex about uniforms, NO, it’s not like you think, the uniforms I’m talking about are real uniforms.
Wearing a crisp uniform makes even a depressed person look energetic.
However, when Yue Wen looked at the cars parked in the yard, although they were parked in a row, they were not neatly arranged. Besides, there were all kinds of cars, including minivans, Santanas, and Jettas. "Are these the few cars in total?"
Saddam smiled and replied, "Our bureau has few cars, and the institute keeps asking me, saying there are not enough cars."
Yue Wen did not immediately express his position. He had seen the Transportation Bureau's accounts and feared that it would be unrealistic to purchase law enforcement vehicles on a large scale.
He looked at the dozen or so traffic control directors, all tall and short, fat and thin. Although they were all smiling around him, they were in a relaxed mood.
Yue Wen participated in two crackdowns on organized crime, which was an eye-opener. The Public Security Bureau is a disciplinary force. No matter how it is in normal times, its energy in critical moments is awe-inspiring.
Cars, people, and buildings are all within his scope of consideration, but he has to do everything one by one, and he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.
As soon as you take office, even if you have thousands of ideas, you have to eat one bite at a time and walk the road step by step.
He secretly reminded himself to be "modesty and prudent, and guard against arrogance and impetuosity."
There was no trace of alcohol on Saddam's face, and his words clearly smelled of alcohol. It seemed that he really had lunch in the cafeteria, but there was no bottle of wine on the table, and it seemed that no one else was drinking.
The sun was scorching in the sky, and the wind in the air seemed to have stopped. Within a few minutes of stepping out of the car, Yue Wen felt that his back was soaked.
He strolled up the steps, Saddam waved his hand, and all fifteen traffic control directors stood in front of their respective cars.
Yue Wen was the youngest, with Saddam on his left, Yin Jianlin on his right, Tang Guoqiang and Shao Yuanhe behind him, and Liu Wendong, the captain of the Traffic Inspection Brigade.
"Everyone be quiet, please let Director Yue speak." Saddam clapped his hands.