At two o'clock in the afternoon, the office of the Party and Government Office in Xicheng Street was unusually quiet.

In normal times, this should be the time when the employees have just woken up from a nap, and the old ladies have nothing to do and laugh with melon seeds, but since Lin Guorong sat on the top spot in the office, the sun in the JF area is not so bright and dazzling......

Under the control of Lin Guorong's leniency and strict discipline, the female comrades in the party and government office no longer have the freedom to giggle during work hours, even if Jiang Ping speaks loudly, she will be seriously reprimanded by Lin Guorong.

Lao Lin obviously has some kind of magical misinterpretation of the party and government office, a subordinate department of the street-

He thinks that the party and government office should be serious, quiet, and show the unit's compulsion, so it is absolutely not okay to make loud noises. And not only can you not make a loud noise, everyone in the office should be like him, always keep frowning during work hours, even if in fact there is no force at all, but even if you read the newspaper and drink tea, you must drink the momentum of worrying about the country and the people, so as not to waste the ranking of the first department of the street.

At this moment, Lin Guorong has finished drinking the second pot of boiled water today.

Because of the morning street meeting, Lao Lin overcame Dai Jianwu's shortcomings, and for the first time he had the opportunity to make a long report.

said that it was a report, but in fact, it was to read the document, and he didn't have to write it himself anyway, so there was no pressure at all. So after reading it for about 20 minutes, Lao Lin didn't even fully understand what the central idea of the report was, except that he felt thirsty. He only remembered that there was a paragraph in the middle that a certain village under the jurisdiction of the street had completed the task of maintaining stability for many super-born families, and the street was still smooth this year, and there was no chaos among the people in Beijing, discrediting the civilized image of Oucheng District.

That's right, Comrade Lao Lin personally handled this matter. The ferocity of the process and the cruelty of the means can be called a classic case of the government taking the lead in hurting heaven and reason, but afterwards it was unanimously praised by the street leaders, and Lao Lin was very proud of it.

"These people, unruly and reasonable......" Lao Lin finished his tea, picked up the report he had read in the morning and continued to study.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, only to hear Jiang Ping shouting outside: "Ah Rong, I'll go home first, you can go back early after work." ”

Lao Lin looked up at the wall clock, it's only 2:08 p.m., what kind of home are you going back to?

He couldn't help frowning, and immediately got up to open the door, intercepted Jiang Ping and said, "What are you doing back?"

Of course, Jiang Ping didn't have to be afraid of Lao Lin like others, so she said very simply: "It's Friday today, no one has changed shifts, I have nothing to do here, why don't you go back?"

Lin Miao thought about it, and actually felt that it made sense, and for a while, Jiang Ping was already twisting her waist and running away.

"This old lady ......" Lao Lin muttered dissatisfiedly, but he didn't really call Jiang Ping back. Then he looked around the office, and everywhere he looked, everyone honestly bowed their heads.

Lin Guorong is so fierce that no one dares to be tough with him.

Even a few senior employees choose to avoid it.

Lao Lin was very satisfied with the reaction of the people below, continued to keep a straight face, and returned to his small room.

Then he sat down and sighed softly again.

For Lao Lin, being the director of the party and government office is not good at all.

Without my own independent office, it seems that nothing is right, and I always feel as if I am being watched by someone all the time. And he was so close to the workers below, so he couldn't stop pretending for half a second, which was really tiring. Especially in the past two days, Lin Miao was not at home, taking advantage of the rare opportunity, he was enthusiastic to exercise with Jiang Ping for a few nights in a row, and he was sleepy at this time, and he wanted to lie down and sleep for a while in a grand manner, but he was afraid that snoring too loudly would damage his wise image as a leader.

Lao Lin struggled and hesitated, and just when he was about to fight, outside the door of the party and government office, someone suddenly knocked on the door and asked, "Excuse me, is your section chief Lin here?"

A group of people in the office looked up and saw a little old man standing outside the door, with white hair and bald hair, and an obscene temperament.

The young deputy director, who was in charge of the actual work, weakly pointed to Lin Guorong's cubicle and shouted in a low voice: "Director Lin, someone is looking for you......"

"Hmm. Lin Miao replied helplessly, but she didn't even mean to lift her buttocks, and asked in a deep voice in the cubicle, "Who?"

The little old man walked quickly to the door, pushed the door open, and opened his mouth to say, "Section Chief Lin, I want to talk to you about something about your child." ”

When Lin Guorong judged a lot of people by his appearance, his first sense when he saw this old man was not good, and he immediately shouted in an unkind tone: "Who are you? Who let you in?"

The little old man was not afraid, but sat down even harder, and said with a smile: "Section Chief Lin, don't be so bad-tempered, na, take a look, this is my business card." ”

Lin Guorong saw that the old man was fearless, and took the business card suspiciously.

Then with just one sweep, the whole person was instantly confused.

Qian Weimin, a professor at the Department of Mathematics, School of Early Childhood Education, University of Chinese Academy of Sciences.

"You ......," Lao Lin asked excitedly.

The little old man smiled faintly, and said calmly: "I am responsible for the juvenile class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, your son's situation, your district has reported, this time your city is engaged in primary school Olympiad competitions, I came over to be the leader of the question team and the chief referee, and saw that your son also came to the competition, so I specially observed, I think the child is good, and there is potential for scientific work in the future." I had already asked him for his opinion in the morning, and the child said that he would like to go to the capital with me, so now I would like to ask you parents and hear what you think. I heard that the child's mother is also in the same unit as you, right?"

"Oh, she'...... She's out on something, just tell me. As soon as Lin Guorong heard the three words of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the whole person was excited, and hurriedly made a cup of tea for the old man, and politely handed the flue, "Professor Qian......"

"No, I don't smoke. The little old man simply refused, and then said with a smile, "Your Lin Miao did well in the exam this time, and he won the first prize in the city, and he was the only one who got a full score." ”

Jingle Bell Bell ......

The phone on the table rang suddenly, Lin Guorong frowned a little impatiently, and said that the bastard called, but he couldn't ignore it, so he had to smile apologetically at the little old man, pointed to the phone and said, "Professor Qian, wait a minute." ”

The little old man held his posture and nodded slightly.

Lin Guorong grabbed the phone and asked in a not very friendly tone, "Who?"

"I, Dad!Ah Miao!" Lin Miao's voice came from the phone.

Lin Guorong hurriedly slapped his mouth in his heart.

How can my son be a bastard? If my son is a bastard, what will I become?

After a quick self-reflection, Lin Guorong's tone immediately became softer and softer, and he said with a fatherly look: "What are you looking for Dad?"

Lin Miao said on the other end: "Dad, if an old man comes to you and says that you want to take me to the capital, you must ignore him!"

"Huh?" Lao Lin turned his head suddenly, with a fierce glint in his eyes, and asked, "Liar?"

Lao Qian was so frightened by Lin Guorong's murderous expression that his hands shook, his hands loosened, the teacup fell on his legs, and the hot water soaked into his pants. Fortunately, the old money in the winter was thickly dressed, and the burns were not bad, but he was still in a hurry, exclaiming repeatedly, and let out a series of meaningless exclamations: "Eh, yo, ......"

But this performance fell in Lin Guorong's eyes, as if he was an old thief with a weak heart who should be pulled out to be tortured and served.

Fortunately, at this time, Lin Miao continued: "That's not it, the identity is indeed true, it's just that I don't want to go, anyway, don't promise him." I just want to stay in Dongou City, and I won't go anywhere until I go to college. ”

"Well, dad knows, do you have anything else?" asked Lin Guorong quietly.

"It's gone. Lin Miao said, "I'll go home tomorrow afternoon, and I'm going to present the award in the morning, oh, by the way, I won the city's first prize." ”

The corners of Lin Guorong's mouth raised, and he said softly: "Okay, come back tomorrow, Dad will take you out to play." ”

Lao Lin hung up the phone.

Lao Qian was still dealing with the water stains on his pants, and complained with a face: "Section Chief Lin, I was almost scared to death by you just now! Why did you suddenly stare at me so fiercely?"

"Misunderstanding. Lao Lin smiled and said, "Professor Qian, it was my son who called me just now. ”

"Lin Miao?" Old Qian felt that something was wrong, and asked rhetorically, "What did he say?"

Lao Lin said: "He said he didn't want to go to the capital. ”

"Section Chief Lin, the child is still young and ignorant. Don't you understand when you're an adult?" Professor Qian was not ashamed of his previous lie at all, and immediately switched to the Plan-B mode, and earnestly persuaded Lin Guorong, "The juvenile class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, tens of millions of primary school students across the country, how many people can't get in with their heads, do you know what a good opportunity this is......?

"Professor Lin, I understand what you say. Lao Lin interrupted, "But the child's will is also very important. My children are different from other people's children. ”

"Of course it's different!" said Lao Qian, "If your son doesn't go to us, then his life will be wasted! Do you know how precious the golden time of laying the foundation is for your child? It's just a few years! You must not let him waste time again!"

"No, what I'm talking about is different, it's different from what you understand...... Lin Guorong said.

Old Qian yelled: "What's the difference?"

Lao Lin was inexplicably calm now, shook his head and sighed: "I can't say this, you won't believe it......"

When Lao Qian heard this, he couldn't help but churn in his body.

This time he met such a parent, and he was able to open his eyes......

In the more than 10 years since the juvenile class was opened, which family has been selected for which child has not been welcomed by the whole family? This is unusual, and the whole family is against it without knowing what the situation is.

When did the name of the juvenile class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences become so worthless?

Lao Qian felt that this person was dying, so he quickly took out a heart-saving pill and swallowed it, and then slowed down for a long time before he finally stabilized his mood and continued to persuade dutifully: "Section Chief Lin, if you don't let the child go to our side, you will be very irresponsible to him in the future." If your child does not meet his expectations in the future, he will definitely blame you for your choice today. And the child's mother, what about her opinion? Why don't you ask the child's mother first?"

Lao Lin's machismo mode instantly turned to the highest level, and he smiled contemptuously from the bottom of his heart, and said, "Heh, what can she understand as a woman? ”

The corners of Lao Qian's mouth twitched, and he shouted angrily: "If you don't let the child go with me, you will definitely regret it in the future!"

Lao Lin shook his head, and said with a firm gaze: "I will talk about the future in the future, anyway, I know that no matter where my son goes, he will definitely be able to do great things in the future!"

Lao Qian poured a mouthful of old blood into his throat, stunned, speechless for a long time......

Half an hour later, Lao Qian, who had tried to persuade Lin Guorong to no avail, walked out of the office with his head down in despair.

Lao Lin has been standing by the window, watching Lao Qian walk out of the building.

Immediately after Lao Qian walked out of the street gate, he hurriedly ran back to his cubicle, grabbed the phone and pressed the number excitedly, and as soon as the voice was heard, he immediately shouted in a voice that could be heard in the whole building: "Jianbo! Let me tell you something! My son won the first prize! Mathematics! The one from the Olympiad! The whole city! Of course, the whole city! What else is there to say about the one in the district! The grade is too low! What? This is not your business? Oh, oh! Xiao He is, right? Okay, you can tell him......

After yelling for five or six minutes, Lao Lin's voice became hoarse.

He triumphantly picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of tea.

And at this time, he didn't pay attention to the movement outside the house that he heard again, but pricked up his ears and stole to listen-

"The first prize in the city? Ouch, it's amazing......"

"I heard that he is only 7 years old, right? Tut-tut, what a genius, it's good that my son has half of him......"

"Ah Ping will give birth, she will be a son all her life, and she will be born so well......"

"If you want me to say that Lao Lin's seeds are good, isn't Lao Lin himself a writer......

"What does a writer have to do with mathematics? He has a good seed, why don't you borrow some?" hahaha......

"you!

Lao Lin smiled when he heard this, he put down the teacup, with infinite sighs in his heart, and silently muttered: "These old ladies are right...... The most important thing is Lao Tzu's seed, it's good......"