Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Provocateur is Here Again
The faint sunlight penetrated the door and sprinkled on the cactus on the table. The originally blurry rhizomes and raised thorns immediately became clear. The faint sunlight attached to the soft green, which made people who had been tired for a long time look at it.
Xue Xiang also felt his heart suddenly relaxed.
Today is November 3rd, and it has been more than two months since that day when he was cutting millet in the plum garden. That unlucky day is something that Xue Xiang will never forget. Comrade Zhenhua originally went to communicate with the old leader about Xu Zigan’s job issues, and Xue Xiang
When Xiang arrived, the two had already communicated well. Xue Xiang rushed in unnecessarily, and not only received criticism from the old chief, but also allowed Chief Zhenhua to work for free.
Just work as you say. Xue Xiang was young and strong and it didn't matter if he worked hard. But Comrade Zhenhua was afraid that he would be caught by the old leader next time to cut grain, so he gave the large piece of land to Xue Xiang and asked him to do it.
It was all over in one fell swoop, and he said he would come back to inspect later. However, Xue Xiang was capable and strong, and he was unparalleled in martial arts. He worked hard with what he had learned in his life, and by the time he finished cutting the field, it was already the time when the moon was rising over the willows.
At that time, when he finished cutting the last bush of millet, Xue Xiang felt that the thick waist was no longer his, and immediately fell down in the field. He never wanted to get up again. He lay in the field and looked at the bright moon and starry sky for a long time.
Before Comrade Zhenhua came to check, as soon as he got up, he saw a guard coming over carrying a small bamboo basket. Xue Xiang took it and saw that it was half a basket of steamed buns and a bottle of water. He urgently asked where Chief Zhenhua was going.
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The guard replied that the old chief and Chief Zhenhua went out after returning from the fields. He was instructed by the old chief to give Xue Xiang cornstarch and water when he finished his work in the fields. In addition, the old chief asked him to transfer the message.
, saying that Xue Xiang is welcome to come again next year during the autumn harvest!
After Xue Xiang heard this, his handsome face immediately turned green. He picked up the bamboo basket and moved his long, sore and swollen legs very quickly. He secretly made up his mind that he would never come here alone again.
Of course, Xue Xiang's hard work was not in vain this time, at least Xu Ziqian learned from him immediately that his big deal had been accomplished!
On September 5th, Xue Xiang said goodbye to Xu Ziqian at Guangren Gate!
On September 8th, Xue Xiang bid farewell to An Zaihai on Chang'an Street!
Since then, Xue Xiang has been reading, studying, and familiarizing himself with the work of the Youth League Committee. Of course, he has to cook a sumptuous dinner for the family every day. But good times always come too soon. He has just finished familiarizing himself with the work process of the Youth League Committee.
The propaganda department in charge said a few words and was slapped in the face.
No, there are two piles of documents piled up on Xue Xiang's desk, one is more than one foot high, and the other is half a foot high. The one more than one foot high is what Xue Xiang spent three and a half days reading, and the one half a foot high is what he is preparing to do.
It was time to read. It was already 3:30 in the afternoon. In the past few days, he had spent all his time on this pile of documents.
Because these documents are Zhang Jinsong’s slap in the face!
It turned out that when Xue Xiang was speaking in the Propaganda Department that day, Zhang Jinsong yelled at the staff of the Propaganda Department to welcome him. After Xue Xiang spoke, he just returned to the office and could not sit still, and four staff members came one after another.
I received a bunch of documents and asked Secretary Xue to review them, and the department was waiting for them to be used.
It's just a matter of a few clerks sending documents, and they dare to add the sentence "the department is waiting for them to use it". Where is the subordinate urging the superior, the meaning is self-evident, what's more, no matter how stupid Xue is, this pile of
He always knows what dozens of kilograms of documents mean.
This is a naked intimidation, which means to tell Xue clearly: Don’t you want to take care of things? Let you take care of it! I will take care of everything for you! I will tire you to death!
However, it was said that Xue Xiang received these dozens of kilograms of documents. He did not show off, nor did he rush to find trouble for Zhang Jinsong according to his stubborn temperament that he used to be in the market. Instead, he left all the documents with a smile.
He also politely sent out the several clerks because he planned to use his true skills to smooth out these thorns. After all, this is an officialdom, and the fight is not about fists, nor is it just about tactics. The most important thing is that you must have true skills.
Therefore, although Xue Xiang had many means to make Zhang Jinsong bow his head, he chose the most difficult one.
In the past few days, he had been immersed in dealing with these documents, and the words that caught his eye were no less than hundreds of thousands. Fortunately, Xue had been sitting on the bench for more than ten years in his previous life, and he had already perfected his writing skills and bench skills, although he could not say that he could
There are ten lines in one glance, but there are just a few typos, and the illogical grammar almost never escapes his eyes.
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Xue Xiang stared at the golden cactus, relaxed his sour eyes a little, calmed his mind, and then immersed himself in attacking the documents on the desk. The sun rose and set, the moon rose and the moon disappeared, another day and night, the east wind and the sky
When his face turned pale, Xue Xiangsheng lazily opened his office.
Walking to the gate, I walked to the railing and looked towards the west. I saw a wisp of red clouds on the horizon, which continued to expand faintly. Soon, the red clouds tore out a hole, slowly revealing a thick blush, and then the hole
It got bigger and bigger, and finally, with a flick of the brush, a brand new sun popped out.
When the red sun first emerged, its path was bright, and under the golden light, Xue Xiang let out a loud roar and started playing Tai Chi in the corridor.
Squatting down, bowing his head, turning his waist, and holding his tail, Xue Xiang performed Tai Chi, but his movements were extremely light, extremely soft, and yet extremely agile. Suddenly, he saw him perform a white crane pose with wings spread, and with a flick, he jumped onto the railing.
We were already on the third floor, more than ten meters away from the bottom of the building. There was no lawn downstairs, but a concrete floor. If he fell down, even if Xue had unparalleled martial arts, it would be a very serious situation.
But Xue Xiang was not afraid at all, and he beat faster and faster. He parted the mane of a wild horse and flew several meters in the air. He stepped on the railing with one foot again, then made another move to grab the sparrow's tail, and then waved his pipa and whip,
The cloud hand is as closed as the wind... Xue Xiang hits faster and faster. He repeatedly performs the twenty-four Tai Chi movements. He does not follow the routine and uses the moves as he wishes. There is no sluggishness at all, but is extremely smooth and integrated.
Suddenly, Xue Xiang struck out with the White Crane Spreading Wings again, and his body actually fell down from the railing on the third floor. He saw that the fall became faster and faster, and there were no big trees or clothes ropes below to block him, so he would be injured if he fell.
In the final situation, Xue Xiang remained calm. He grabbed the bird's tail and hooked it onto the railing on the second floor. Using his strength, his body suddenly froze. Then he pressed his left palm on the wall, flipped it upside down, and landed steadily.
Landed.
It turns out that what he did just now was not a mistake at all, but Xue's method of going downstairs quickly.
After staying up for a day and a night, I practiced boxing, and my spirit was shining brightly, but my stomach was empty. I thought it was troublesome to go downstairs, and there happened to be no one around, so Xue used a trick. On normal days, he would never have
He didn't dare to do this, not because he was afraid of shocking the world, but because he wanted to pay attention to the impact. After all, he was in an official career now, and he still had to pay attention to his decency and manners.
Xue came downstairs and went straight to the cafeteria. When he arrived at the cafeteria, he made eight steamed buns and half a catty of porridge, and ate them while walking. To say that college students now have excellent welfare benefits, no
Graduation packages were distributed, and students were not required to pay for their studies. The school also provided monthly subsidy money and food stamps. Moreover, the university cafeteria at this time never wanted to take advantage of students, and the welfare nature was very important.
The eight buns Xue Xiang made weighed half a catty each, and were stuffed with pork and cabbage. The fat meat filling was mixed with chili oil, which was fragrant and spicy, and the taste was naturally great. Eight buns, half a catty of porridge.
, before even leaving the cafeteria, Xue Xiang, the glutton, had wiped out all of them.
After breakfast, Xue Xiang estimated that he had been up for a few hours, so he returned to the office and hung up the phone at home. Because he worked overtime last night, he forgot to call home, so he just happened to call home this morning to say that he was safe.
The little guy answered the call. He seemed to have guessed that it was Xue Xiang's call. Before Xue Xiang could say anything, he called out "big guy".
The little guy's mouth is sticky, as if he is brushing his teeth, and the waxy sound is very nice. Now the little guy is seven years old and has entered the first grade. Although he is still cute and naive, he is not as clingy as before. Xue Xiang Yiye
Before returning home, the little guy didn't make much fuss. He just asked Xue Xiang to remember to have breakfast and buy some red fruits in the evening, and hung up the phone.
After Xue Xiang finished the phone call, he lay down on the bed. With his energy, he didn't feel tired after not sleeping all night. But now, all the mountains of documents in hand have been processed, and his heart seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and he was even relaxed.
I lay on the bed, turned over a few times, and fell asleep.
Bang bang bang!
There was a sudden knock on the door, and Xue Xiang opened his eyes, smiling, as if he heard something happy from the rapid knock on the door.
The door opened, and standing outside was Zhang Jinsong, who had delivered documents to four department members that day.
"Secretary Xue, closing the door and sleeping in broad daylight is probably not the work style and mental outlook that a young leader should have, right?" Zhang Jinsong looked at Xue Xiang with a smile from the corner of his eyes.
Speaking of which, at the meeting that day, Zhang Jinsong was kicked out by Xue Xiang and reprimanded by Zhou Zhenglong. He was also inspected in public at the Youth League Committee meeting at the end of the month. After that, Zhang Jinsong was indeed honest and cautious.
some time.
But during this time, Xue Xiang was immersed in reading, looking over the information of the Youth League Committee. He was not in a hurry to take over power in the Propaganda Department, but allowed Zhang Jinsong to take a breather. No, he immediately launched a charge towards Xue Xiang.
Without waiting for Xue Xiang's answer, Zhang Jinsong said again: "Secretary Xue, let's put aside the issue of your work style for now. The work of the Propaganda Department must not be delayed." You are a young comrade. You have just arrived. You really don't know the importance of propaganda work.
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Think about it, why have the documents that comrades handed you over for review not yet been released? This issue of the magazine of our Propaganda Department is still waiting to be published. All the selected articles have been submitted to you. You will never tell
We, you haven’t finished reading it yet, have you?”
After saying that, Zhang Jinsong deliberately took a step away, as if sending a secret signal. Immediately, the four clerks behind him all started making noises. One said they couldn't wait for typesetting, and the other said they were anxiously waiting for Secretary Xue's instructions to make publicity boards, and they also wanted to make publicity boards.
Xue Xiang hurriedly went to the Youth League Committee office to ask for office funds...
The four guys were very complimentary and took Zhang Jinsong's words so well that Xue Xiang had no chance to interrupt.
However, Xue Xiang didn't want to interrupt at all. He had never been the type to only be bullied without fighting back. Now that he had made up his mind to fight back, he naturally didn't want to talk nonsense with these guys.