Xue Laosan ignored Director Liu's arrogance in front and back. He was too lazy to pay the slightest attention to this little person who did one thing in front of others but another behind his back.
All he needed to know was that Director Xie from the Academic Affairs Office had a crush on him, and that would be enough.
His attention was really focused on Director Liu's explanation.
At this moment, his leisurely visit to the garden had disappeared, replaced by a throbbing pilgrimage.
Turning around the main building, the view became wider and wider, and what came into view was a wide square. He suddenly swept an object in the center of the square, and Xue Laosan quickened his pace and rushed towards that place.
Director Liu looked at it, pursed his lips and muttered, "What do you think you have seen? You are a bumpkin!"
This is another modern stone sculpture. The stone sculpture is composed of four huge rectangular stones, and these stones are not simple stones. They are carved into four huge stone characters.
Put together, it is the famous saying of the leader, seek truth from facts!
Xue Laosan first touched the four handwritings with his hand, then stepped back a few steps, looked at the handwriting from a distance, and carefully inspected the handwritings of leaders in his hands to confirm the handwriting, and finally came to a conclusion in his heart: these four {top}{
The ｝ novel characters are exactly the handwriting of the leader.
Xue Xiang guessed correctly. These four characters were exactly the motto established by the leader for the party school. They were transformed by the skillful craftsmen according to the leader's surgery and superb skills.
This four-character stone sculpture is simply the treasure of the Central School. Almost all students who enroll here take photos in front of this stone sculpture.
The building to the north of the stone sculpture is more interesting. It is a large auditorium designed after Hong'an cave dwellings. It is an important gathering place of the Central School. The opening ceremony and graduation ceremony are all held here.
Every time he came to an interesting building, Xue Laosan would stop for a few minutes. Initially, Director Liu would exaggerate the glorious history of each building, as if he was trying to undermine Xue Laosan's self-confidence and laugh at Xue Laosan.
Three rustic.
Suddenly, Director Liu suddenly became alert to Director Xie's previous explanation. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and quickly urged Xue Xiangdao. "Comrade Xue Xiang, hurry up and go. I still have to work, but I don't have that much time to spend on you."
With that said, he went on his own.
"Okay. Then leave quickly!"
There are many opportunities to appreciate this campus. At this moment, he became interested in Director Liu.
This eager man came over and drove away the young man in shirt-sleeves. He led the way in person, but he was full of resentment. Could there be some way to this?
Xue Laosan really wanted to see what was going on in Director Liu's stomach.
Heading eastward and passing through an open basketball court, Director Liu followed Xue Laosan and headed straight for the door of a high-ceiling gray building.
Once inside, we didn't see any carved or painted buildings. It was just a very ordinary Tongzi Tower, but it was extremely neat. Although there were signs of damage, they had been repaired clearly.
After going up to the third floor and walking to the far left of the corridor, Director Liu opened a room and led Xue Xiang in.
Before Xue Xiang entered the door, he heard several voices greeting the red-nosed Director Liu from inside. He was slightly startled, secretly surprised by the power of Director Liu.
Stepping through the door, I finally saw the furnishings inside and was completely shocked.
This is not the grandeur that a top university should have, and this is not a place where department-level cadres live. It is clearly a university dormitory for later generations.
The room is quite spacious, with four sides and five sides, about twenty square feet. There is an aisle in the middle, and there are two beds on the left and right sides.
The beds are all suspended as high as one person, and are nailed to the wall.
Under the bed, there is a desk over one meter long and a double-door wardrobe.
The room is not old, and the bed, desk, and wardrobe are in very new condition. However, the overall conditions are still very simple. After all, the people who come here to study are not ordinary cadres, but senior officials at the department level.
After a slight change of thought, Xue Laosan realized clearly that it was the 1980s after all, and the Central School had only been rebuilt for a few years, so it was inevitable that the conditions would be a little difficult.
It cannot be compared with the open Century University that was built in later generations, with countless funds and major units contributing funds to build it.
Xue Laosan was still looking at the dormitory, but he saw Director Liu reaching out to the leftmost bed in the inner room and said, "Comrade Xue Xiang, this is your bed. Now you can start making your bed."
After saying that, Director Liu turned around and walked past him, disappearing from the door.
Sunlight shines through the screen window, slanting on the square quilt that is neatly arranged on the template. The bed is directly connected to the screen window. Outside the screen window is a large balcony. There are also several potted plants placed on the front railing of the balcony.
, cactus, aloe vera, cherry trees, bathing in the sun, swaying.
It can be seen at a glance that this bunk is the best location in the room. It faces the sun and is ventilated. In terms of the time of daylight alone, it is probably the best bunk in the entire building.
What does the surname Liu mean? Xue Laosan muttered to himself.
No matter what the hell you mean, what happened to the best location? I can’t live there anymore!
Having made up his mind, Xue Laosan threw his luggage on the desk, and just as he was about to pack it up and salute, the other three people in the house got close to him.
It seemed that it could be delivered by Director Liu himself, and Xue Xiang had an extra layer of aura.
Xue Laosan didn't care what these few people were thinking, but they were all in the same room. Counting it as fate, he started chatting with the three of them.
A few minutes later, he had a brief understanding of these three people.
The tall and thin man is named Peng Chun. He is dressed in a neat suit and has a tie tied tightly in the summer. He is extremely thin and looks like a hanger hanging clothes to dry. He speaks Mandarin and has a thick Ludong accent.
The flatbread smells of green onions, and the appearance looks old. When I inquired, I was just thirty-three years old. I also took advantage of the trend of younger cadres. Last year, I was promoted from the position of deputy county magistrate to deputy director of the Yintai District Administration.
Commissioner.
The short fat man is Xue Xiang's family, called Xue Liang. He has an ordinary appearance, but his eyes are very smart, revealing cunning and shrewdness. He is the deputy secretary of the prefectural committee of Wuhu District, Jianghuai Province. He is thirty-eight years old and serves as the deputy secretary of the prefectural committee.
He has been in the position for three years, and after this party school's gilding, his future prospects are limitless.
The square-faced one is called Cui Principle. He is thirty-five years old. He is the only department-level cadre here. He is the director of the Wuzhong Provincial Department of Culture. He graduated from Tsinghua University. He speaks calmly and carefully, and he is a cultural cadre. He speaks clearly and loves it very much.
Just a few words and a few words, and those who have something to say will speak out.
Xue Laosan was not a sociable person. He chatted with the three of them for a few words, then apologized, interrupted the conversation, and started packing his luggage.
He didn't have much luggage, just a few changes of clothes, four or five historical works that he was reading recently, and some toiletries.
With quick hands and feet, he tidied everything up in a few seconds, made the bed, stacked books neatly by the desk lamp, hung his clothes in the closet, took the toiletries, and headed for the washroom opposite the bathroom.
As soon as he closed the frosted glass door of the washroom, two people stepped in again. In front of them was a young man with a short hair, full of energy, blue cloth work clothes, big leather shoes, he looked like a special soldier, carrying a huge
The military mountaineering bag is extremely heroic.
Immediately after the heroic young man came in an elegant middle-aged man with a slicked back, Chinese tunic suit, Plum Blossom brand watch, black leather shoes, and the standard attire of a mid-level or senior leader attending an important meeting.
The only thing that greatly reduced the score of this mid-level and senior leader was that he actually carried two snow-white quilts in each hand, making him look like an attaché of this heroic young man.
"Wu Bing, it's the bed on the left by the window. It has the best sunshine and the freshest air. Hey, what's going on? Why is someone staying there?"
The middle-aged man behind his back suddenly changed his expression, pointed at the short and fat Xue Liang and said, "Comrade, when did the bed be arranged, and who arranged it?"
Without waiting for Xue Liang to speak, Yingwu young man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether he lives there or not, I have chosen this shop. Director Zhang, this is the shop!"
As he spoke, he snatched the quilt from Director Zhang's hand, strode to Xue Laosan's bed, stepped on the ladder, grabbed the handrail of the bedside, turned over, and stepped on Xue Laosan's newly made bed.
The military leather shoes immediately left two huge shoe prints on the blue and white plaid sheets.
"Comrade, please come first, first served. You have to follow the rules. Even if you want this bed, you can't step on other people's sheets with your shoes. It's so inappropriate!"
The lanky Peng Chun gave good advice.
The heroic young man glanced at him and smiled, but made no sound.
Director Zhang said, "I am Zhang Beidou, director of the General Division of the General Office of the School Party Committee, and this is Comrade Huo Wubing, Assistant Commissioner of the Hemi Administrative Office of Border Province. Comrade Wubing comes from the far north of Xinjiang and needs a location with longer sunlight.
Therefore, the Logistics Department has reserved this bed exclusively for Comrade Wu Yi, so this bed belongs to Comrade Wu Yi, so there is no need for you to be surprised who occupies this bed. I will make other arrangements later!"
Strictly speaking, the Central School is a deputy national-level unit, so the school party committee office is directly a department-level structure. The secretary-general of the school party committee, who serves as a member of the school party committee team, is a deputy ministerial-level cadre, and the general office can be regarded as the core of the school party committee office.
The unit is directly responsible to the leaders of the school party committee. Zhang Beidou, director of the General Affairs Department, is a deputy department-level cadre.
The deputy director of the Central School is naturally different. The little Director Liu can make a good impression in front of all the senior officials at the department level. Zhang Beidou, the director of the general department at the deputy department level, is naturally even more powerful.
Sure enough, as soon as he said a word, Peng Chun, Xue Liang, and Cui Principle all changed their expressions.
Cui Principle, who was about to open his mouth to support Peng Chun, quickly shut up.
Peng Chun muttered something, but no one heard him clearly.
However, Xue Liang quickly stepped forward to shake hands with Director Zhang and said, "It turns out it's Director Zhang and Comrade Wu Bing. I'm glad to meet you. Comrade Peng Chun, since it's Comrade Wu Bing's bed, how can the organization
The bedding distributed belongs to Comrade Wu Bing. Comrade Wu Bing stepped on it himself, and it is Wu Bing's own business, so why should anyone else worry about it?"
"Comrade Xue Liang, is that what you said? No matter whose quilt it is, it is the property of the organization. How can it be damaged like this? I think Comrade Wu Bing has an ideological problem!"
Comrade Peng Chun finally couldn't hold back and opened fire violently. (To be continued...)