As soon as Zhao Pufang entered the door, he saw an old man in his fifties or sixties sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, shaking his head and humming to a black radio on the table. When the old man saw Zhao Pufang coming in, he was slightly startled, and then
He stood up hurriedly and said: "Oh! Mayor Zhao, you are back. I didn't see you. I..."
Old man Liu stood up anxiously and uneasily, not knowing where to put his hands, and finally turned off the radio.
Zhao Pufang said with a smile: "I'm back, I listen to you, isn't it time for get off work... Oh, by the way, does our boiler room still have hot water?"
Old man Liu figured it out in an instant. Mayor Zhao had just come back and wanted to get some hot water, so he nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, I'll get it for you right now, and I'll send it to your house later."
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Zhao Pufang nodded and was about to walk out of the house. He turned around after not taking two steps and said, "Remember, there is a kettle in my office. If you would like to go there to get it, I will just go there to get something."
Old man Liu nodded quickly and said, "Okay."
When Zhao Pufang left the house, he saw Old Man Liu leaving the house, picking up his mountain bike and putting it into the guard room. Then he closed the door and came behind him with a smile on his face.
Zhao Pufang smiled, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed it to Old Man Liu: "Here it is, it's a waste to put it on me."
Looking at the yellow spots between the index and middle fingers of Old Man Liu's right hand, which were caused by frequent smoking, Zhao Pufang thought that he had bought this ten-yuan box of cigarettes in time.
Old Liu was stunned again, hesitated for a moment, and looked like he wanted to but didn't dare to take it. Finally, he took the cigarette from Zhao Pufang's hand.
After entering the office building, there were signs such as "Water Conservancy Station" and "Civil Affairs Office" hanging in front of several doors on the first floor. The doors were all locked at this time. There was a relatively large conference room on the second floor. Zhao Pufang squinted.
Looking through the glass door, this conference room was the size of three rooms. Of course there was no one inside at this time. Next to the conference room were signs such as "Office" and "Women's Joint Office", and Zhao Pufang didn't look at it much.
Zhao Pufang and Old Man Liu were walking in tandem, with Zhao Pufang two steps ahead of him. However, when they reached the stairs or turned a corner, Zhao Pufang always turned around and chatted with Old Man Liu, or Zhao Pufang kept chatting with Old Man Liu along the way.
The parents kept talking about shortcomings, so every time Zhao Pufang stopped, he seemed to be waiting for Old Man Liu, so Old Man Liu always cooperated and followed two steps, and walked right in front of Zhao Pufang, and then he
It gave Zhao Pufang the direction to move forward.
After reaching the third floor, Zhao Pufang bent down and took out something in his pocket. Old man Liu looked at the little mayor Zhao who was groping back and forth in his trouser pocket. He took two steps first and came to a door in the west end. He stopped.
Stopping in his tracks, Zhao Pufang took a look and saw that the door sign said "Deputy Township Chief's Office".
Zhao Pufang took out the two keys from his wallet, looked at the writing on the keys, took out one and inserted it into the keyhole on the door, and twisted it gently.
With years of experience in picking doors and slipping locks, he knew he was right.
When the door opened, Zhao Pufang didn't have time to take a closer look at the furnishings in the room. Old Man Liu took the lead and lifted two thermoses from the coffee table in the room and said: "Mr. Zhao, I will deliver the water to you later."
Accommodation. You should be busy first."
Old man Liu arrived at the door and glanced at Zhao Pufang, as if he wanted to say something else, but walked out anyway.
Zhao Pufang watched Old Liu go out, then walked gently to the door, checked that there was no one in the corridor, and closed the door.
This office is forty square meters in size. The furnishings in the room are very simple, including a desk, two sofas, a coffee table, and a bookcase filled with books. There is also a cabinet-type computer in the corner of the room.
Air conditioning, a pot of flowers on the floor, but Zhao Pufang didn't know what kind of flower it was.
Zhao Pufang was stunned for a moment when he came to the desk. He saw a small floor-standing water dispenser placed on the left side of the desk. The water dispenser was still full of water, but except for the people sitting here at the desk,
, but it cannot be seen from the outside angle.
Zhao Pufang stood in front of the window. Outside was the backyard of the township government. Old man Liu was carrying a thermos across the courtyard and walking towards the northwest corner. There was a dark chimney standing on the roof of a room there. It seemed that it was
Boiler Room.
After waiting for five minutes, Old Man Liu came out of the boiler room carrying a thermos. He looked up at the third floor where Zhao Pufang was, and then walked towards a two-story building to the east. At this time, the boiler room
A woman in her forties came out. She said something to Old Man Liu, but Old Man Liu ignored her, so the woman spit on the ground and turned around to go back to the house.
Zhao Pufang had been standing in the corner of the window, covering himself with curtains, watching Old Man Liu carrying the thermos up to a door on the second floor on the east side of the backyard, put down the kettle, and then walked down.
It seems that that is my room.
Zhao Pufang breathed a sigh of relief, sat in front of his desk, stretched out his legs on the table, thought for a while, and reached out to open the drawer of the desk.
But the drawers were filled with documents and office supplies, nothing personal.
Zhao Pufang looked at the supplies on the table. Under the glass of the table were the office numbers of the various offices and leaders of the township government, so he counted them in detail with great interest.
In addition to the secretary, mayor, and deputy secretary, Wenshui Township has four deputy mayors. Zhao Pufang took a look and found that he was ranked last among the deputy mayors, responsible for population and family planning, agriculture, tourism, and statistics.
"Family planning? Agriculture?" Zhao Pufang frowned. The first two items are understandable. According to his observation for a long time, are there any tourism resources in Wenshui Township?
Statistics is a highly professional job with a certain degree of exclusivity. If you don’t have professional knowledge, why should you lead it yourself?
"It seems that Comrade Zhao Pufang is not only young, but also a marginalized township leader."
But he soon adjusted his mentality: "It's fine this way. I can go about my life without being noticed. Do I really think of myself as a piece of cake?"
Looking at the landline phone on the table, Zhao Pufang took out the phone with a broken screen from his pocket and dialed the number of his office on the table. When the landline phone rang, he memorized the phone number displayed on it several times.
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Standing in the room and pacing back and forth for a few steps, Zhao Pufang picked out a large book called "Historical Materialism and Dialectical Materialism" from the bookcase. When he opened the book cover, he saw the fluent signature "Zhao Pufang" on the title page.
I thought that my writing was really good. I thought for a moment, picked up a pen from the desk, took out a manuscript, turned around and went out and locked the door.
When he was about to go downstairs, he heard a noise in the room next door. Zhao Pufang was moved. He looked up and saw "Audit Office" written on the door number.
I remember just now that I saw on the office staff contact form that the person in charge of the audit was a woman, her name seemed to be Jia Chunling, so Zhao Pufang looked at the closed door of the audit office, tiptoed over, put his ear to the door, and heard only
There were intermittent crackling sounds like typing sounds coming from the room.
Zhao Pufang straightened up, took two steps back, and was about to leave.
But the door of the audit office opened at this moment, and a girl in her twenties with short hair and a turned-up nose walked out. When she saw Zhao Pufang, she was stunned for a moment and said, "Deputy Mayor Zhao?"
"Hello, why are you still at the office?"
Zhao Pufang looked into Jia Chunling's eyes and smiled and said, "What, do you have to work overtime?"
Jia Chunling looked at Zhao Pufang's smile, turned her eyes to her feet, and said, "There are still some reports that have not been completed. Did Mayor Zhao just come back?"
Zhao Pufang nodded and said, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll leave first."
After Zhao Pufang disappeared from the corridor, Jia Chunling returned to the house and sat in front of the computer in a daze for a while. She subconsciously looked out the window. Zhao Pufang's figure happened to pass through the courtyard and walked towards the accommodation on the east side.
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There were two thermoses placed quietly in front of the door. Zhao Pufang stood in the corridor without stopping, took out the key and opened the door, then went in, put the kettle on the ground, and closed the door.
This is a suite layout, which is actually two houses with a door in the middle. The outside one is like a living room, with a sofa and desk, and several pots of green plants placed in the room. It looks very neat.
Zhao Pufang came to the house: a bed, a small desk, a laptop computer on the desk, a simple wardrobe, an air-conditioning indoor unit hanging on the wall, and a small
From the bathroom window, you can see the endless fields.
The bed was very tidy, and the bedding on it was all high-end. There was a foreign language book on the side of the pillow. This book was beautifully printed and bound. There was a foreigner's face printed on the cover. Zhao Pufang felt as if he was in a foreign language.
I have seen this old foreign man somewhere, but generally speaking, I still can’t understand anything.
Opening the book cover, there were indeed a few lines written on it, also in foreign languages. Fortunately, there were a few lines written in Chinese in the middle of the book cover: "To Zhao Pufang, father: Zhao Hengduo."
Seeing this, Zhao Pufang took out the two euros from his wallet. The handwriting on one of them was obviously written by the same person as the words on this page. The euro said: "I want to know someone's life."
Personality, then give him power. If you want to succeed, you need self-realization!"
Zhao Pufang didn't know much about foreign languages, but the foreign language on the other euro note and the foreign language on this book were obviously written by the same person, but he didn't know what was written on them, and he couldn't figure out what the relationship between the two was.
What's the connection?
Turning on the air conditioner, Zhao Pufang lay down on the bed for a while, picked up the bedding and pillows to see if there was anything underneath, and then looked under the bed. There was nothing except a few pairs of shoes.
Zhao Pufang poured himself a glass of water and sat at the table.
One of the three drawers on this desk is empty. The middle drawer contains a black leather notebook, two pens, and a bunch of keys. The black leather notebook simply records the daily work schedule.
, like a personal notebook, the date starts on June 28th, and there are only two words at the end of this line: Registration.
There are two pages of handwriting records, and on the last line are these words: "On July 18, at the mobilization meeting for the office of the selected site for the Chali River Reservoir Project, I learned the bad news. I was depressed and grieved, and asked for leave.
Half a month."
This last line is very illegible, and I don't know what happened that made him "sorrowful" at that time. I don't know if it has anything to do with him falling off a cliff and dying.
The drawer near the bed only contained a few boxes of medicines for colds, headaches and stomach problems, as well as chargers for mobile phones and computers.
It seems that Deputy Township Chief Zhao is a very simple person.
Zhao Pufang turned on the computer, and the screen showed that a password was required. After thinking for a while, he entered the last six digits on his ID card. Sure enough, the computer turned on and started loading.
