"His uncle..." The middle-aged man is the office director of the township government and village committee office. He is responsible for some miscellaneous things in the township. He has a lot of rights, but they are not important rights. In the eyes of the villagers, he may be regarded as a Although he is a high-ranking official, his status is no longer so important in front of the mayor and deputy mayor of the township government.
If you have little control over yourself, you naturally have less say. You don't speak much, and you always act like a good guy. Therefore, you don't dare to say anything, lest you get angry.
"Tell me, why are you standing there in a daze? Who is his uncle?" Ye Shaofeng said sharply.
"His uncle, his uncle is that...that..." the middle-aged man said in fear.
At this time, Chang Youfu walked out of nowhere and walked towards Ye Shaofeng, his appearance impressive, followed by the yellow-haired boy who was kicked by Ye Shaofeng just now.
Chang Youfu was no longer afraid of Ye Shaofeng. As he walked, he said, "I am his uncle."
The middle-aged man saw that an acting mayor and a deputy mayor were about to start a fight. He did not dare to stay here any longer, so he hurriedly hid to the side. Many people who were still prepared to watch the excitement did not want to do anything to him. After causing trouble, they all retreated into the office and did not dare to continue watching. After all, the leader's liveliness was not for everyone to watch.
"Let's go to my office, both of you," Ye Shaofeng said, turning around and walking into his office, followed by Chang Youfu and Huang Mao.
Although Chang Yongfu pretended to be a senior veteran on the surface, he was still a little afraid in his heart. After all, the acting mayor was none other than the legendary Ye Shaofeng who was like a god. So awesome. He really can't afford to fight against such a powerful character. Even if he has a deep relationship with Ma Teng and the Iron Gang, if something happens, they may not necessarily come to help. Everything still has to be done by himself.
"Township Chief Chang Youfu, as the head of Wuliu Township, you should be more cautious about the arrangements for your subordinates. How can you arrange for such a ruffian to take up a position in our township government? Such a person, with Playing cards with a bunch of comrades instead of doing their job is the black sheep of our organization," said Ye Shaofeng.
"Who do you think is a ruffian? You are looking for death, right?" The yellow-haired boy said, and was about to rush out from behind Chang Youfu. Chang Youfu had to stop him, otherwise, this boy would have to die again. Give Ye Shaofeng a fight.
"Mr. Ye, this is my nephew. Please understand if I offended you just now. It was indeed his fault for leading his colleagues to play cards in the office. He will never do this again in the future." Although Chang Youfu was in He begged for mercy, but in his tone, there was no sign of weakness at all. The words of begging for mercy were more like a provocation, more like a deterrent in front of Ye Shaofeng to show that he was the elder here.
Of course, this kind of deterrence cannot deter Ye Shaofeng, and Ye Shaofeng will not buy it, and continues: "There will be another time, haha, this kind of person cannot be kept,"
"Who do you think you are? If you say you can't stay, you can't stay. You are at best an acting township head. If you want to fire me, you have to hold a meeting to discuss it. You can't lead everyone by yourself." The yellow-haired boy soldier didn't know what he was seeing. This person is Ye Shaofeng. Even if he knew it, he would not take it seriously, because this kid doesn't pay much attention to political news, and he is not considered a member of the underworld. He is just a young man who hangs out in the countryside every day. Ye Shaofeng's various deeds, He had never heard of it, and he had no time to care about it.
"What is your education level?" Ye Shaofeng asked.
"Technical secondary school," the yellow-haired boy replied arrogantly.
"Oh, technical secondary school, what kind of work are you responsible for in the township government now?" Ye Shaofeng asked, and the boy suddenly didn't know how to get back. The yellow-haired boy didn't do anything in the township government, he just worked every day. Here he eats mixed food, receives a monthly salary, and lives a comfortable life. His uncle is the deputy mayor, how can he be asked to arrange troublesome work for him.
The yellow-haired boy was speechless for a moment. He looked at his uncle. Chang Youfu quickly answered for the yellow-haired boy and said: "Oh, he is in charge of the census work in the county. He is in the archives room and manages the files."
The person in charge of files is considered a civil servant, and it is very relaxed and does not have any important responsibilities. Therefore, after a short period of consideration, Chang Youfu said that his nephew was in charge of files. In this way, Ye Shaofeng must not be able to continue to embarrass him. .
Ye Shaofeng smiled and said: "Okay, you are in charge of the files in the township, right? Then let me ask you, how many villages are there in our Wuliu Township?"
"How many villages there are, that's a lot. Let me calculate them for you..." As he said that, Huang Mao clapped his fingers and muttered the names of the villages while counting.
"There are twenty-eight villages in total," Ye Shaofeng said.
"Twenty-eight, oh, it seems to be, it seems to be, it seems you understand it quite well," the yellow-haired boy said with a smile.
Chang Youfu's face next to him looked ugly, and he thought to himself, what's wrong, he was actually caught by Ye Shaofeng.
"I don't even know how many villages there are, but you are still in charge of files. If you were in charge of files, you should be in the file room during working hours. How could you be playing cards with a bunch of people in the office?" Although Ye Shaofeng said this to the yellow-haired boy, when he said this, his eyes looked at Chang Youfu.
Chang Youfu didn't know what to say anymore. He thought to himself that this nephew could not be saved, but Ye Shaofeng had just arrived after all. You, a newcomer, couldn't just hold a meeting and decide to take him down. This would not be conducive. Stabilize the morale of the military. Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, you, Ye Shaofeng, are deliberately provoking trouble.
Of course, Ye Shaofeng knew this, so it was impossible for him to come up and fire the yellow-haired boy just because of a trivial matter like playing cards in the office. If such a big fight was made, other people in the township government would think that you, Ye Shaofeng, were petty. It will be difficult to work here in the future.
Ye Shaofeng thought for a while and said: "I think you are not qualified for the job in the archives, but I don't want to fire you. Let's do this. The township government's logistics department seems to be short of people. You can go to the logistics department."
"Logistics, what does logistics do?" the yellow-haired boy asked innocently.
"Sweeper, every morning, you come to the township government on time at six o'clock. This office building is your workplace, and your task is to be responsible for the cleaning of the corridors.
If I see an extra scrap of paper here, I will think you have neglected your duty..."