The crisp sound seemed to be filled with ice slag, pouring down from the air, drenching Xue Xiang's head and face!
Xue Xiang is such a good person, he is not afraid in the face of danger. He turned a deaf ear to him and came up with a countermeasure: "Director Su, I think my meaning is very clear. In short, Teacher Su is an outstanding talent who has returned from abroad.
It is true that there are some overqualified students in our class, so I strongly urge you to arrange for Teacher Su to be responsible for the entire department’s major classes, so that all students in our department will have the opportunity to listen to Teacher Su’s teachings.”
Xue Xiang was blatantly trying to deceive her. He could only hope that this iceberg beauty was a new arrival and didn't hear his previous slander, so this remedy would be of no use.
Hearing Xue Xiang's "bold words", Su Yandong was so shocked that his eyes almost flew out of his sockets. Secretary Xiaofang even put his head under the desk. He didn't know what his expression was, but his shoulders couldn't stand up.
Twitching and twitching.
At this time, Xue Xiangcai turned his head pretending to be casual, "Ah, Teacher Su, when did you come? What a coincidence! Come on, come on, take a seat!" Xue Xiang said polite words, but his body moved.
He didn't move, not even waving in greeting, which shows how fake these polite words were.
Su Meiren gave Xue Xiang a cold look, but did not respond. Originally, the actor Xue was caught in the act, but he still dared to pretend that nothing happened. His performance was lifelike, coupled with Su Meiren's cold temperament
, where is the easy way to lose face and tell Xue Xiang who is right and who is wrong, so naturally he responds with indifference.
Seeing that Su Meiren didn't say anything, Xue Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and finally blocked it, but secretly thought in his heart: Alas, it was the first time in his life that he gave someone eye drops, but in the end, he didn't waste the eye drops and applied them all to himself.
"What about that, Director Su, Teacher Su, you guys talk. I'm leaving first."
With his momentum already weakened, Xue Xiang decided to withdraw his troops and go back to the mountain. It would be difficult to advise Su Yandong on adjusting the Su Mei people in front of others. He secretly planned to go out for a walk first, and then return with a carbine!
Xue Xiang just turned around and heard Su Meiren say: "Don't leave yet. We can make it clear in front of Director Su about your skipping class."
Seeing Mei Su showing off her sword and gun, it was exactly what Xue Xiang wanted. As a student, it was really hard for him to provoke the issue of skipping class directly, "Sure, in front of Teacher Su, Director Su, please go with me
Let her talk about our gentleman's agreement."
After saying that, Xue Xiang crossed his arms proudly and thought to himself, if you don’t believe what the department director said, how dare you, a little teacher, not listen!
Unexpectedly, Su Yandong didn't say anything at first, but took off his reading glasses. He picked up the fine velvet cloth, rubbed it, and took a cup to drink water. After struggling for a long time, he said: "Xue Xiang, you also said that Teacher Su has returned from abroad.
She is an excellent teacher. I think you still listen well to her classes."
What!
Xue Xiang never expected that the old man would betray him in the face of battle, and this stabbing shot gave him a chill.
Xue Xiang said anxiously: "Director Su, back then we were..."
"It was then, and this is now. You're a philosophy student, but you don't even understand how time has changed? I think you really need to take classes seriously."
"The old man turned his back completely. Seeing how the enemy surrendered, he didn't even miss his old love?"
I still need to continue learning, what are these things?
Xue Xiang now glanced at the serious old man Su and felt cold all over, but just being cold was not enough. The issue of failure had not been resolved yet. Seeing that his arms could not twist his thighs, Xue Xiang also knew to look at what was in front of him first:
"Director Su, Cheng, you said you should take Mr. Su's class. I will go. It's just the results of the course "Ma Political Science and Economics" last semester..."
Xue Xiang originally thought that the old man stabbed him hard and he would be able to comply with this request. Who knows that old man Su didn't seem to dare to make the decision, and looked at the beautiful Su cautiously. He saw that the director of the department could not control the teachers under him.
, and looked like a coward, Xue Xiang really wanted to find a piece of tofu for him and let him hit him to death.
"I can give you the results of last semester according to the paper. I hope you can do well in the next exam." Su Meiren said coldly, shook her waist, and walked away without even saying hello to the two of them.
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When the pedaling sound faded away, Xue Xianggang was about to complain. Suddenly, he remembered why there was no sound of footsteps when she came. Could it be that the pedaling sound was made deliberately and she was hiding outside the door to eavesdrop?
Xue Xiangzhen was a little nervous. He sneaked out the door and took a look. When he saw that no one was there, he felt relieved. He took a few steps forward and said, "Director Su, don't blame the students for being rude. You are really that kind of person."
Come on, look at her, she doesn’t pay attention to you at all. She just didn’t say hello to me when she left. How come you..."
At this point, Xue Xiang couldn't talk any more. Su Yandong actually looked depressed. He turned over the calendar on the table and suddenly tore off a few sheets to reveal today's issue. The lunar calendar under the issue actually looked like it.
He also painted it red with a pen, showing that it was Su Yandong's special day.
With a snap, Su Yandong gave herself a slap, left Xue Xiang and secretary Xiao Fang behind, and ran out the door. Her old arms and legs moved very fast, and she ran away without waiting for Xue Xiang's shout.
Got out.
Xue Xiang felt that today was really weird. No one he met was normal. Over there, two men and women got married by playing with their fingertips. The director here did not dare to control the teacher. The saddest thing was that he turned into a sandwich biscuit twice.
, someone to talk to for reason.
"Secretary Xue, don't you know that Mr. Su is the daughter of Director Su, why are you still talking like this? I kept giving you winks just now, but you just didn't see it..." Xue Xiang went to the Youth League Committee to serve as deputy secretary, Xiao
Fang, the secretary of the department head, naturally knew that, so he did not treat Xue Xiang as an ordinary student, but gave him an official title.
Here Xue Xiang only heard "Teacher Su is Director Su's daughter", and what Xiao Fang said later could not enter his mind at all, because at this moment, his mind was in a mess, and he was cursing himself for being stupid.
When you accuse your daughter in front of me, it’s amazing that you can do so accurately!
Suddenly, another question popped up in my mind: Since it is the relationship between me and my daughter, Director Su is both the superior and the father, so shouldn’t he be more in charge of Mei Su? Why does the father seem to be a little afraid of his daughter, and the daughter can’t even come in?
Instead of calling me dad, I called him by my official title coldly?
Xue Xiang was confused and couldn't figure it out. He said hello to Xiao Fang and went out in despair. He finally erased the failing grade. It was the only thing worth being happy about in this messy day.
Everything was out of harmony, so Xue Xiang didn't dare to wander outside, so he simply went back to the office and planned to take a nap.
Xue Xiang's new office is located on the third floor of the Department of Philosophy. It is a ten-square-meter room. Although it does not have tiles and chandeliers, it is extremely elegantly decorated. When the office was originally arranged, Lao Liang, who was in charge of logistics in the Youth League Committee Office,
They came over with four or five young people, saying that they were under the instructions of Secretary Liu Gao. They would see what Secretary Xue required and how they wanted to arrange the arrangements, and just give them the instructions.
At that time, when Xue Xiang heard about Secretary Liu Gao, an image of a tall, middle-aged man with long eyebrows popped up in Xue Xiang's mind. He remembered that this man supported Zhang Jinsong at the welcome meeting. At this thought, Xue Xiang became wary.
.According to his enjoyment-loving temperament, he originally planned to spend his own money to tidy up the house, but now it is no longer possible. Who knows who will wait for him to be extravagant.
But they sent someone here. If you don't use it, this attitude of rejecting people from thousands of miles away is exposed. That is not good after all. After all, you are in the same team and you don't look up when you look down. You should do the work on your face.
Still have to do it.
Therefore, Xue Xiang did the opposite and told Lao Liang that there was no need to add anything. Instead, he had a bunch of furniture moved out of the office, leaving only a table, a chair, and a simple camp bed.
Many utensils were moved out of the office and it was quite spacious. Naturally, Xue Xiang couldn't really leave it empty. He then directed Lao Liang to get a lot of green potted plants and put a pot of cactus on the table to help the eyes and the mind.
On top, there is a circle of green potted plants. Xue Xiang is afraid that others will say he is luxurious, but he is not afraid of others talking about his petty bourgeoisie, and he does not mind the effort of moving the potted plants in and out every day. As long as he can sleep comfortably.
But after returning to the office, Xue Xiang lay on the bed with a half-full stomach, tossing and turning, but couldn't sleep. He was bored. He picked up the documents and newspapers on the table and started reading. When he saw Boring, ding, ding, ding.
Ring, the phone on the table rang.
Ordinarily, ordinary department-level cadres are not qualified to have separate offices and separate telephones, but who knows that Beijing University enjoys special allocations, has deep pockets, and has only five leaders of the Youth League Committee, and the other four are all assigned, so naturally they cannot pull down Xue Xiang.
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The call was from Lao Wang. He spoke very quickly and just said, "The chief has gone to a meeting." After that, he put down the phone.
Although the words were short, they had a lot of meaning, and Xue Xiang naturally heard it. When it came to discussing business matters with An Xi, it was always An Zaihai who called, and now An Zaihai has not gone to Wuzhong to take up his post, so he must be at home. He can call.
But it was Lao Wang, and he hung up the phone in a hurry. Xue Xiang took out the phone and found out that this was a private call from Lao Wang, asking him to go to Songzhuzhai as soon as possible.
"What on earth is going on? Could it be that the matter discussed in today's meeting has something to do with me? Isn't it possible? How could I, a humble official like myself, work for those big guys? That's not my business. If it's An's
When the matter came from An Zaihai, why did Lao Wang need to be so hasty as to tip off the news? Well, it must be related to me, and it is something that can be discussed by those big bosses, so there is only one thing
Son—Xu Ziqian’s new position.”
Xue Xiang hung up the phone, his mind was spinning, and he immediately guessed the answer. Because, after he visited Xu Ziqian that night, he spoke to Mr. An about what Xu Zi had done. The old man did not reply at that time, but Old Wang did
I was on the side and knew about this.
Although Xue Xiang guessed what was going on, he was still confused as to why Lao Wang called and was still in such a panic. Is there anything else that could not be explained?
Xue Xiangxin asked doubtfully, but kept moving, and arrived at Songzhuzhai in a moment. He had just accompanied An Zaihai, who was about to leave, and Zuo Qiuming, who was always his father-in-law more than work. After drinking a pot of tea, the old man's car entered
door.
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The small, dark study room, because it was summer, had only candlelight and no charcoal fire, and the light was dim, making it even more eerie.
The old man didn't ask Xue Xiang why he was here. After sitting down, he briefly explained the results of the meeting.
Xue Xiang never expected that the outcome of the meeting would not be decided. When he came, he muttered to himself that although Xu Ziqian was a former member of the Central Committee and an authoritative deputy minister of the Organization Department of the Central Committee, he was only a deputy minister after all.
Cadres, even if the Wu family is involved, his transfer will not go to a high-level meeting anyway.
After hearing what the old man said, he understood. As the Nanmanzi became more and more violent, it almost became a consensus at the top to teach the Nanmanzi a lesson. The position of Miaojiang Province that he originally planned for Xu Ziqian actually became a hot spot that everyone was fighting for.
cake.
Thinking about it, from ancient times to the present, military exploits have always been the most important! Civilian personnel naturally cannot go to the battlefield to perform meritorious service, so logistics transportation has become one of the few opportunities to perform meritorious service. If anyone has made meritorious service in this war, he will undoubtedly be able to do so.
Adding a significant mark to your official career will also lay a solid foundation for further advancement in the future.
Therefore, the position that Xue Xiang planned for Xu Ziqian immediately became a target of public criticism.
That's all. Just when Xue Xiang was digesting the news, An Zaihai and Zuo Qiuming, who were sitting next to him, actually caused trouble.
"Dad, since this is the case, we have to fight for it. Can you nominate me at the meeting next time? I also feel that it is not good to stay in a comfortable environment all the time. A difficult environment can temper people, Wuzhong Province
It’s still too late to take a moment to deal with the matter, and we can discuss it in the long run.”
An Zaihai went to Wuzhong to shoulder the heavy responsibility of integrating the power of the An family in Wuzhong. It can be said to be a big peach, and it has a very symbolic meaning, symbolizing that An Zaihai is still the best choice to take the helm of the An family. But now
, An Zaihai actually didn’t even want the big peach, and was planning to go to Miao territory. This shows how hot this guy is.
"It's not like you don't know the importance of Wuzhong in Zaihai. You're the only one in our family who has the ability to pick it up. If you don't go, who will?" Zuo Qiuming rarely spoke out against An Zaihai and said with some bold words.
To be crowned with dignity.
Xue Xiang thought that this time he had enlightened and understood the overall situation, but Zuo Qiuming changed the subject and said: "Dad, I think I have had enough experience and training in the Ministry of Railways. I am going to Miao territory now. Although
Remote and poor villages are the most training for people. Didn't you always teach us that "Party members and cadres should endure hardship first and enjoy themselves last?" I hope to go to Miao Xinjiang this time. Wherever it is the most miserable, I will go.
"
Zuo Qiuming's expression was solemn, his long eyebrows were like locks. Under the dim candlelight, his resolute appearance and tragic words made Xue Xiang feel a bit like "the wind is blowing and the water is cold" out of thin air.
When Zuo Qiuming said that it was not suitable for him to go, An Zaihai had already started to frown, but at least the words sounded quite pleasant. But when the second half of the words were revealed, An Zaihai gasped in anger: "Brother,
You were just transferred from Jianghuai Province to the Ministry of Railways
It's only a year. It can't be considered as enough experience in any case. But if you insist that you have enough experience, wouldn't it be just right to go to Wuzhong? I believe that with your ability, you should be able to stabilize the situation quickly. As for the errands in Miaojiang
, just leave it to me."
When An Zaihai finished talking, Zuo Qiuming immediately picked up the conversation. For a while, the two of them were at loggerheads and arguing. Fortunately, they were still worried about the old man, and their words were all about reasoning. Even so, it was still the same.
It's sharp and sharp, listening to the people on the sidelines
Xue Xiang's brows became tighter and tighter, and he wanted to stop him several times, but he finally had the self-knowledge and endured it. Because the two people in front of him had already recognized the real fire, and Xue Xiang knew that at this moment, it was not him.
It's time for a person with a foreign surname to interrupt.
Although Xue Xiang didn't interrupt, he kept glancing towards the old man's seat. Under the dim light, he couldn't see clearly what the old man's expression was, but the cane under the old man's feet could not help but tremble, letting Xue Xiang know what was in the old man's heart at this moment.
Extremely angry.
Xue Xiang was worried about the old man's health, knowing that if the two of them continued to argue, he might really make the old man angry. Who would have thought that just when he was about to speak out, the old man would move.
But with a loud bang, the old man overturned the stool on which the tea was placed beside him. In an instant, the stool fell, the cup cracked, and water splashed!
"Get out of here, you two bastards. From now on, don't even think about entering this room again. Get out!!!" The old man kept stamping his cane, pointing at the two of them and yelling at them.
Suddenly, their faces turned pale, and they were trembling, looking at the old man, but they couldn't move away. At this moment, the two of them were really frightened, even though they had been in high positions for a long time, they had developed momentum and
Majesty, but in the old man's place, from the mountain of corpses
In front of the veteran who rolled out of the sea of blood, the momentum was nothing. At this moment, the two of them had no thoughts in their hearts, only fear. They were afraid that if the old man really refused to enter this study room again, then their extravagant hopes in this life would be lost.
It was completely ruined.
Xue Xiang didn't care to persuade Gu An, and the two men on the left walked a few steps, supported the old man, and pushed the old man back into the chair with gentle force; Lao Wang on one side quickly raised the stool up, and then
I found a broom and a dustpan to clean up the mess.
"Old man, calm down, you don't know how angry you are! What's more, my second uncle and eldest uncle are right. This Miaojiang seems to be a place for training people. Of course, it is also a golden nest. However,
, It is human nature for the second uncle and the eldest uncle to want to go there and make contributions. I really don’t see the reason for you to be angry. I don’t believe that you were old back then.
Don't take credit when fighting. Oh, by the way, I remembered. You always told me that during the bloody battle in Siping, Chief Lin Luo assigned the main offensive task to the third corps. It was better for you to come and fight in person.
Is there such a thing as taking over the main attack mission? We in the ruling party don’t want to allow state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps.”
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Xue Xiang immediately spoke up. He didn't care about the difference between the old man's fight to the death and the two people's fight to enjoy the benefits. He picked it up and contacted each other, and he knew that as long as he talked
The old man's attention was definitely diverted by the war.
Sure enough, Mr. An glared at him and scolded: "I'm just risking my life with my head raised. Is it the same thing to fight with them in this nest?"
"Why is it not the same thing? You are fighting a war. The place where my second uncle and my eldest uncle are fighting over is also a war. It is all a war. If you don't tell the truth, then you are being unreasonable and to put it ugly.
, The bloody battle in Siping was a miserable one. Aren’t you also at the command post? Do you want my second uncle and eldest uncle to resist the gunfire and go to the front line to be considered a good man?"
Xue Xiang's words were a bit exaggerated, but he knew that it was not the case at this moment, and it would be difficult for the old man to spare An and the two on the left.
When the old man heard that Xue Xiang dared to mock him for standing back and commanding, letting the soldiers risk their lives, he immediately became angry. His eyebrows were shaking with anger. He wanted to say something reasonable, but he opened and closed his mouth, but couldn't. Because no matter what he said,
, he was really just holding his lookout glasses from behind, watching the soldiers charge desperately. This fact cannot be overturned no matter what.
If a third party is willing to help at this moment, it can help the old man distinguish: "The leader is the commander and must stay at the command post. Once he is killed in the front line charge, it will bring greater harm to the entire army. But these words, in the end,
It was not something that the old man could come up with to defend himself. Therefore, the old man opened his mouth for a long time, but in the end he didn't utter a single word. He hugged the tea cup angrily and poured tea.
ps: 5,500 words, still only one chapter, just to ask for recommendation votes! There was indeed something unexpected today, and it will be back to normal tomorrow. Also, please tell me the update time, usually after 11pm, I know how to do this
, not good, but I have a problem, that is, I like to finish writing and revising it in one go. If I revise and upload it midway, I will not have the energy to continue writing. This is not a rush and then decline, three or two.
The principle of exhaustion. But I always treat every word as a grain of millet. If you write it, you will receive it; if you upload it, you will hand it over to the public. If you hand it over to the public, you will naturally lose motivation. Who told me that I have a serious sense of small farmers and like to read
The more the grains pile up, the more I pile up, the more energetic I am. So, please understand, the upload time is set this time, around 11 o'clock in the evening, usually two chapters, sometimes three chapters.!~