In the morning, it rained lightly outside, and the entire Qingyang City was shrouded in rain and fog. It was hazy and hard to see clearly. The weather seemed to be able to affect the mood. Zhou Jing felt indescribably depressed after getting up. He drove
After coming to China Merchants Bureau, it still didn't get better.
Pushing the door open and entering the office, she saw that Liu Su'e had already taken care of the hygiene and tidied up the room. There was also hot tea on the desk. She put her arms around her shoulders and stood by the window, staring quietly into the distance, as if
I was so distracted that I didn't notice anyone coming in.
"Xiao Liu, you came so early, what were you thinking about, so lost in thought!" Zhou Jing smiled and walked over slowly.
Liu Su'e was startled. She quickly turned around, glanced at Zhou Jing, quickly took a clean towel, handed it over, and said with a forced smile: "Director, it's nothing. I was just thinking about whether I should respond to the bureau after the establishment is completed.
I have received the call to go down below and assist the township leaders in their work.”
Zhou Jing frowned slightly, wiped his wet hair with a towel, shook his head and said, "No, there is no need at all."
Liu Su'e smiled, her expression a little unnatural, lowered her head and returned to her seat, fiddled with the documents, and whispered: "Director, don't think too much, it has nothing to do with that matter, I didn't sleep last night, I have already figured it out.
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"I know, but it's not suitable for you to go." Zhou Jing put the towel away, got behind the desk, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said softly: "I'll wait until the end of the year at most, so I can make some moves.
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"Move?" Liu Su'e was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses and said in surprise: "Director, are you going to be transferred?"
Zhou Dingding nodded and said with a smile: "I'm just telling you, don't tell anyone."
"I got it, director." Liu Su'e lay on her desk, holding the signature pen in her hand, and said in a low voice.
Zhou Jing glanced at her, then got up and went to the investment stock. When he found that Qin Xiaoqian had not come, he pulled up a chair, placed chess pieces with Lin Fusheng, and played two games of chess. He Yufeng was embroidering while chatting with the two of them.
This scene seems familiar. It is very similar to the first few days when he came to China Merchants Bureau. However, Zhou Jing's identity has changed now, and the two of them are extra polite to him. They no longer treat him as a newcomer like they did before.
A young boy.
After telling some latest tidbits, He Yufeng changed the subject and hinted to Zhou Jing in a roundabout way that the bureau had overfulfilled its tasks this year and should give out more bonuses at the end of the year to improve everyone's lives. Zhou Jing smiled and just said that he would try his best.
, considered agreed.
He Yufeng immediately beamed and sang praises to Zhou Jing. She only said that after Director Zhou took office, the China Merchants Bureau had a completely new look and achieved remarkable results. No leader had ever been able to win such a big project or bring such a big change to the China Merchants Bureau.
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Zhou Jing listened, but secretly frowned, thinking that it was true to win the big project. As for the changes in the Investment Promotion Bureau, it was out of the question. If he wanted to make real changes, he would have to make serious changes and overhaul the existing personnel.
Adjustment, otherwise, any measures will be scratching the surface and useless. Just like now, he can neither change Lin Fusheng nor He Yufeng, let alone criticize others.
But major surgery is very risky, and it can easily lead to strong backlash from below. If people on the 20th or 30th start to cause trouble and cause negative effects, then they will be shooting themselves in the foot. That situation is really going to happen.
, no one will think that Zhou Jing is carrying out drastic reforms and doing business, the superiors will only think that he is too young, incompetent, unable to hold his position, and embarrassed to be useful.
Therefore, this kind of thing cannot be rushed and can only be done step by step and slowly. Unfortunately, the superiors did not give him enough time to complete the original three-year reform plan.
It's impossible to do much more.
Of course, as He Yufeng said, this year's investment promotion task is a record-breaking one. Zhou Jing's achievements in the investment promotion bureau may be difficult for anyone to surpass in the next few years. This is well known to everyone.
Everyone must be convinced.
It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning that Qin Xiaoqian entered the house with an umbrella. She put the umbrella away and put it by the wall. She took off her white satchel, returned to her desk and sat down, looking down at the documents.
, did not even say hello to Zhou Jing.
He Yufeng noticed the subtle atmosphere, stopped what she was doing, smiled and chatted up: "Xiao Qin, why are you here so late today?"
"I went to do something!" Qin Xiaoqian said in an indifferent voice without raising her head, just flipping through the documents.
He Yufeng was a little annoyed after eating a soft nail. She frowned slightly and changed the subject: "The weather is not good today. It has been raining outside since about five o'clock in the morning. But when I passed by the nearby primary school, I saw
The children who came to school were rehearsing in the rain, and they were all wet, as if they had crawled out of the river. They looked very distressed."
"There are no major holidays. It's so early in the morning that students don't attend class seriously but rehearse programs in the rain. Isn't there something wrong with that? The Education Bureau is really talking nonsense!" Lin Fusheng dropped the chess piece and took a drink from the big teapot, angrily.
typical.
He Yufeng curled her lips, frowned and said, "Who says it's not the case? I heard that a leader is coming in a few days, and the higher ups have arranged tasks."
Lin Fusheng held the teapot, squinted at the chessboard, and said curiously: "Who is so arrogant? It can't be the governor, right?"
"I don't know. Anyway, the official will not be young!" He Yufeng picked up the knitting needle and continued her embroidery. A lotus flower was already out of the paper, and two swimming fish were embroidered on it. The work was basically completed and sold to the street.
In the small shop, she can make a net profit of fifteen yuan. She is already planning to turn this hobby into a part-time job. Although the money is not much, over time, it is still a large amount of money, which is enough to supplement the family income.
Zhou Jing sighed and said softly: "It's Mr. Yin who wants to come over. He used to be the mayor of our Qingyang."
"It's that old guy. Isn't he already retired? Why are he still here to torment people?" He Yufeng became energetic again at this time and vividly told some stories about Mayor Yin when he was in Qingyang. I don't know where they came from.
From what I heard, the old man was reduced to nothing with added fuel and jealousy.
Zhou Jing had met Mr. Yin, so it was difficult to comment. He looked back at Qin Xiaoqian and found that Sister Qin was in a low mood today. She seemed to be in a bad mood, so he did not go over to disturb her. He played another game of chess, got up and returned to the house.
office.
When Liu Su'e got off work at noon, Qin Xiaoqian just left the office when Qin Xiaoqian opened the door and walked in. She put a book on Zhou Jing's desk and said softly: "Director, this is the book you asked for."
"Director?" Zhou Jing was slightly startled. Looking at that pretty face, he felt a little depressed. He didn't know what he had done wrong and offended this beauty, causing her to distance herself from him in terms of address. Zhou Jing
Smiling, she said softly: "Sister Qin, it's raining outside. Don't go home. Let's go out to eat together at noon."
Qin Xiaoqian shook her head and said with a stern face: "No, director, I still have something to do over there, so I have to go back first."
"Okay, let's wait another day." Zhou Jing was confused and watched her leave. He reached out to pick up the book on the table and saw that it was the first volume of "In Search of Lost Time", 'The Road to the Swan Family'.
Nothing happened, so I opened the title page and started reading slowly.
After reading the text introduction above, knowing that Si Wan is a sensual and dissolute young man, Zhou Jing was a little scratched his head. If he hadn't said that he wanted to watch the first part, he would have thought that Qin Xiaoqian's move had a different meaning.
Take this opportunity to remind yourself!
Flicking through a few pages, an old photo suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The photo was a bit broken, and there was a hole burned by cigarette butts in the lower right corner. Zhou Jing was slightly startled, picked up the yellowed photo, frowned and looked at it.
In the photo, the boy riding on horseback and waving a wooden stick looked familiar, giving him a sense of déjà vu. After looking at it carefully for a while, he suddenly realized that this was a photo of Zhang Wuyang when he was a child.
He took the photo and looked at it for a long time. He was a little interested. He put the photo next to him and flipped through the book. Soon, he found more than a dozen photos in it. These photos all had a common feature. Each photo
There are Zhang Wuyang in them, from a naughty boy to a heroic and capable deputy captain of the criminal police team. These photos record almost the entire growth process of Zhang Wuyang.
"This is the real recollection of lost time!" Zhou Jing's heart became extremely heavy. He picked up the photo and looked at it again and again. Finally, he gently put down a family photo of a family of three, lit a cigarette, and
After frowning and taking a few sips, he stood up and walked to the window, looking into the distance.
Such a book was so heavy that it weighed on Zhou Jing's heart like a mountain, so that he couldn't read it at all. He was not even in the mood to eat. He just frowned and paced back and forth in the room.
The mood was extremely low.
For a whole afternoon, he locked himself in the office, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking at these photos one by one, his mood became extremely complicated. Naturally, he knew that the purpose of Qin Xiaoqian's doing this was also for himself.
I felt vaguely uneasy about what I was doing.
It was like a heavy downpour falling from the sky, extinguishing the fire that had just been ignited in his heart. His appearance at the moment was not much better than that of Liu Su'e next to him. Both of them were listless and absent-minded. Zhou Jing looked at Liu Su'e at this moment, and
There is a sense of sympathy for the same illness. Although the nature is not the same, the feelings at this moment are not much different.
In fact, the pressure on Zhou Jing's heart was even greater. In just two hours, he smoked a pack of cigarettes, and the room was filled with a choking smell. Liu Su'e was too embarrassed to open the window, so she had to take the documents and go to the next door.
In the general office, by avoiding Zhou Jing, her mood improved a lot, at least she no longer felt awkward when her eyes met.
After get off work, when everyone had left and there were no more footsteps in the corridor, Zhou Jingcai sighed, put the photo back in the book, packed his things, and went to the Investment Promotion Office. He took out the key and opened the door. , walked to Qin Xiaoqian's desk, opened the bottom drawer, and gently put the book in.
Sitting behind the desk, Zhou Jing picked up the signature pen and wanted to leave a note, but after thinking about it, he always felt that it was better not to pierce this layer of window paper. Everyone knew each other tacitly and only showed it with actions. Wouldn't it be more important?
good?
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