The autumn sunshine slowly shines on the windowsill, and the office seems very quiet, too quiet. Having nothing to do turns out to be a very tiring thing.
Liang Jian opened the Zizhi Tongjian given by Huang Shaohua, drank tea for a while, and stared at the plant for a long time. Thinking of going to the office just now, he forgot to ask the little girl's name. That little girl looks very good.
It's fascinating, why is one eye's eyes green? This makes him very puzzled. However, he can't ask too many questions about girls.
When it was almost time to eat, someone knocked on his office door. A man about forty years old came in and greeted Liang Jian with a smile: "Secretary Liang, hello, I am Huang Zhongqiang from the office."
Liang Jian also said politely: "Director Huang, hello, sit down."
Anyway, Liang Jian was fine, and it would not waste time to chat with the office director. In the past, he would not have had time to chat with the office director. But Director Huang did not sit down, but stood and said: "It doesn't matter, I will just stand and report."
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It seemed that he didn't want to get too close to him, and Liang Jian didn't force himself, looking at Huang Zhongqiang.
Huang Zhongqiang said: "Secretary Liang, there are two main things to report. One is the car ride. We have a total of six leaders on the Council of the Disabled Persons' Federation and three cars. Chairman Zhong has a special car, and there are five leaders who fight for two
A car. Because Secretary Liang, you are new here, so can you share a car with the other two leaders?"
Liang Jian frowned slightly: "That means, three leaders in one car?" Huang Zhongqiang said: "Yeah, there is no way, there are more people and fewer cars." What kind of cars did Liang Jian say? Huang Zhongqiang said: "One car
Passat, a Lavida. If there are three people, take the Passat; if there are two people, take the Lavida."
It seems that Huang Zhongqiang is not completely bullying Liang Jian because he is new here. The Passat is definitely better. However, Liang Jian is used to riding in his own car before. It is really not fun to be squeezed together with three people. After get off work, he has to give him a ride. This felt bad. He said to Huang Zhongqiang: "I usually drive by myself. If I need to use a car, I will contact the office in advance."
Huang Zhongqiang was already worried about carpooling. Hearing Liang Jian say this made things easier: "That's great." Liang Jian asked: "Is there anything else you want to report to me?"
Huang Zhongqiang said: "Chairman Zhong asked me to inform you that there will be a welcome banquet tonight and you will be invited to attend. It is mainly to welcome Secretary Liang."
Chairman Zhong finally appeared, which surprised Liang Jian. He said that there was a welcome dinner, which made Liang Jian a little uncomfortable.
At dinner time, the entire board of directors of the Disabled Persons' Federation "gathered together." There was a Disabled Persons' Federation team with six team members, including Zhong Jianjian, chairman and party secretary of the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation, and Liang Liang, deputy chairman and deputy party secretary of the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation.
Jian, Xu Jie, vice chairman of the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation and member of the party group, Lu Zheng, vice chairman of the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation and member of the party group, Wu Xuewu, vice chairman of the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation and member of the party group, Zhao Ling, vice chairman of the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation, in addition to yesterday's
During the team meeting, Liang Jian basically didn't see these people. They all came out during the meal today.
Zhong Jianjiang is an antique fan. After sitting down, he took out a painting from his bag and said it was an authentic painting by Wu Changshuo. If it were authentic, it would cost hundreds of thousands. Other team members rushed to watch it. Liang Jian
He walked over and stood behind Zhong Jianjian. Zhong Jiankan said: "Look at this landscape painting. There is such a large space here. Isn't this a 'blank space'? This must be an authentic work by Wu Changshuo, right?"
Liang Jian has no research on painting, but he has seen several paintings by Wu Changshuo in the Shanghai Museum when he was a student. The painting in front of him, no matter where you look at it, does not look like an authentic painting. Although the whole composition is somewhat similar to Wu Changshuo's "
"Ink Bamboo Picture", even in the brushwork, there is no flaw, and the surprise is in place. However, people who know a little bit will recognize it as a fake at a glance. Because it is so similar, but this is just a "likeness".
Of course, Liang Jian would not directly rush up and say: "This is a fake." After seeing it, Liang Jian just smiled and sat back in his seat. Others were still pretending to be envious and said:
The chairman found something good again this time. Zhong Jianjian reluctantly put away the painting and asked everyone: "If any of you really like it, for the sake of my colleagues, I wouldn't mind transferring it to you."
After this question, everyone quietly returned to their seats. However, Zhong Jianjian didn't seem to want to let any of them go. After everyone sat down, he asked one by one. "Chairman Xu, if you need me, I will
Transfer it to you?"
Vice Chairman Xu Jie hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Chairman Zhong, thank you. I really can't take away the leader's love, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight. Last time, I already took it from Chairman Zhong.
A masterpiece, I really don’t dare to do it this time.”
Chairman Zhong nodded towards him and said, "It's good to know. I really like the one I gave to you last time. So, Chairman Lu, what do you think?"
Chairman Lu quickly stood up from his seat, saluted respectfully and said: "Chairman Zhong, although the last painting cost me a year's salary, it is really a good thing. I will earn another one."
With a year's salary, I will definitely buy it from Chairman Zhong. I really liked the look just now, but I am short of money."
Chairman Lu seemed to be a soldier in the army. His speech was serious, but there was a hint of cunning and cold humor in his words. Chairman Zhong motioned for him to sit down, and then turned to the other two chairman.
The two people also declined one by one for various reasons, but they didn't want to take over anyway.
Chairman Zhong finally turned his attention to Liang Jian and said, "Secretary Liang, do you want to take over this painting?"
Everyone looked at him and said almost in unison: "Secretary Liang, Chairman Zhong's paintings are really priceless. If you have one at home, you will have good taste."
Liang Jian now knew that Chairman Zhong said he liked antiques, but he was actually using them to make money. This was just a disguised form of bribery. Liang Jian was very disdainful of this behavior and thought:
"Although I have fallen to this point today, there is no need to bribe someone like you, the chairman of the Disabled Persons' Federation."
Liang Jian said with a smile: "Chairman Zhong, and everyone, please spare me. Do you think I am an elegant person? Chairman Zhong, if you keep such a good painting with me, it will be a waste of natural resources. If you give it to me,
I have a picture of a beautiful woman, preferably without clothes, so I can make do with it."
When Liang Jian said this, the vice-chairmen beside him all laughed. Chairman Zhong's face was not ugly at all, and he said: "That's okay, just wait a moment."
Then, he made a phone call: "Bring in my painting of ladies from the Tang Dynasty." Liang Jian was surprised, "Is this really there?" Chairman Zhong said, "This painting is still in my office. We
Let’s wait while we eat.”
When everyone saw that dinner could be served, they all raised their hands in approval.
At this time, someone pushed the door in from outside. It was the office director Huang Zhongqiang and the girl from the office Fan Xiaoli. Both of them were from the office, so it was understandable that they would accompany them at night.
Fan Xiaoli seemed reluctant, lowering her head. Huang Zhongqiang asked her to take a seat. On the table, there were two empty seats next to Chairman Zhong and next to Liang Jian. Fan Xiaoli couldn't help but look at Liang Jian.
At first glance, I want to sit next to Liang Jianjian.
At this time, Huang Zhongqiang stopped and said: "Xiaoli, sit next to Chairman Zhong." Others also said: "Yes, Xiaoli, sit next to Chairman Zhong today! Let's toast to Chairman Zhong today!"
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Fan Xiaoli was pushed and pulled, and finally sat down next to Chairman Zhong, facing Liang Jian. Fan Xiaoli's face was slightly raised, and Liang Jian saw Fan Xiaoli's whole face. His face was round, and his nose was bridged.
She is stylish, has smooth skin, and except for the slightly green eyes, she is really beautiful. But even the green in her eyes does not diminish her beauty, but adds a sense of mystery.
Fan Xiaoli sat down, and Chairman Zhong stared at her and said, "Xiaoli, everything else is fine with you, you just have to be more relaxed. When working in an office, you need to have necessary social interactions. Today
We are hosting such an important banquet for Secretary-General Liang, and we have called you here just to train you. You have to know!"
Fan Xiaoli raised his eyes and looked at Liang Jian again. Liang Jian smiled at Fan Xiaoli. He thought to himself that there was something really abnormal about the leadership team of this city's Disabled Persons' Federation. The main leaders were selling fake paintings to make money within the team, and they seemed to want to
"Rabbits eat grass from the edge of their nests", others take it lightly, turn a blind eye, and help others do evil. What kind of team is this team?
Chairman Xu interjected: "Xiaoli, you have to pay respect to Chairman Zhong today. The Chairman fought hard with the Municipal Editorial Office and finally got a quota for public participation. As long as our team holds another meeting and approves, report to the city
Once approved by the editorial office, you will be a civil servant worthy of the name. In our province, all civil servants are treated the same as civil servants."
It turns out that Fan Xiaoli is in the business establishment and wants to win a position as a public servant. Huang Zhongqiang, the office director on the side, said: "Xiaoli, why don't you come to Chairman Jingjing Zhong?"
Everyone booed and said, "Yes, yes, you must respect me!"
Fan Xiaoli had no choice but to pick up his wine glass and salute Chairman Zhong: "Chairman Zhong, thank you." Chairman Zhong cast his eyes over Fan Xiaoli and said, "It is right for leaders to care about their subordinates.
As long as the subordinates know that the leader cares, that will be enough."
Chairman Zhong drank all the liquor in the cup. Fan Xiaoli just took a sip. Chairman Zhong quit: "Xiaoli, we all need to be more relaxed today. You drank like this in the beginning, and you still let us
How can other leaders drink?”
Office director Huang Zhongqiang almost shouted: "Xiaoli, how important it is for you to join the public service. When I joined the public service, every leader toasted me twice. I drank so much that I had to go to the hospital to drink water, but I was so happy.
ah!"
Liang Jian couldn't stand the eloquent Huang Zhongqiang. He was just a villain, completely hanging around the leader. This kind of person, in order to please the leader and gain his own interests, had no bottom line and would do anything.
Gotta come out.
Fan Xiaoli was quite innocent. When he said this, he frowned and drank a cup of wine. Then he coughed violently.
It was obvious that he didn’t know how to drink anymore. Chairman Zhong, who was sitting aside, seemed to have finally found an opportunity and patted Fan Xiaoli’s back gently with his hand twice: “Did you drink into the trachea? You can take it slow.
drink."
Fan Xiaoli leaned to the side, avoiding Chairman Zhong's hand: "I'm fine, thank you, Chairman Zhong." As he said that, he suppressed a cough, so that Chairman Zhong would have no reason to touch her body.
At this time, Chairman Wu Xuewu spoke again: "Xiaoli, you haven't paid tribute to the other members of our team, so you should also mean it?" Liang Jian finally figured it out, and today he wanted to kill Fan Xiaoli.
The rhythm of getting drunk, I wonder what the intentions of some people are?