In the year of Lin Miao's rebirth, even in a coastal city like Dongou City, where the economy is quite passable, there are almost no entertainment and leisure activities at night, so the dinner time of every household is relatively early, and it is usually after 5 o'clock in the evening.

In the Children's Palace, after the award-winning children took a group photo, the sky gradually darkened, and it was almost time for dinner. However, the deputy director of the district education bureau, who came to take photos with the children and stop by the meal, did not rush to send the children to the hotel, but stood silently in place, waiting for the parents who picked up and dropped off the children. After all, after eating, the child still has to let the parents send it back, otherwise the bus of the Education Bureau should become a bus around the city.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker a little, the children's palace gradually became lively.

Half an hour later, the lights were lit up in the Children's Palace, and greetings were everywhere. Most of these parents from different schools, who seem to have nothing to do with each other, know each other strangely.

All kinds of directors and secretaries shouted that they were full of enthusiasm.

Lin Miao immediately realized that the vast majority of families in the system should be able to let children learn Olympiad mathematics this year.

Because most of the people who make money by doing business are actually nouveau riche. These local bosses are usually busy making money all day long, not to mention teaching their children carefully, it is good not to raise children with princess disease or bear child cancer. As for extracurricular education, few of them have this concept. It may be that only a few wealthy bosses, out of the trend or other pretending purposes, will stuff their children into the Olympiad class. In addition, I am afraid that only some intellectual families will let their children receive a little more early heuristic teaching courses on the premise of affordable additional tuition.

"Ouch! Director Zhao is here!" In the night, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a piece of hair glue, accompanied by a young man, strode towards the crowd. The young man next to him was holding a bag in his hand, and looking at his step-by-step appearance, it should be the secretary of the so-called Director Zhao.

The leader of the district education bureau shouted, and after a distance of more than ten meters, he stretched out his hands to greet him.

Lin Miao was brought to the rhythm by this atmosphere, and thought that she had returned to the district government.

He habitually turned his head to ask the people around him, "This person is the director of the city, right?"

"Do you see that?" Xu Jiachang stood beside Xu Fengfan, and reflexively bowed his head and replied to Lin Miao.

Two people, one big and one small, glanced at each other and immediately looked away.

Lin Miao said in her heart that she had seen the ghost, how could she talk too much unconsciously.

Xu Jiachang frowned, feeling that Lin Guorong's son was too precocious.

You must know that his son Xu Fengfan is in the sixth grade this year, but he still doesn't understand the level system in the system. Even his father, who has been working on the street for several years, still can't even understand his father's position.

On the other hand, Lin Miao, who is also a child of a street worker family, is only 6 years old, and can judge that Director Zhao is the director of the city, not the director of the district, just based on the reactions of others. In other words, he is also a small leader in the real sense, but the effect of this family environment is better than that of a share-level family like Lin Guorong?

Xu Jiachang hated Wu and Wu, and was a little resistant to Lin Miao's precociousness and precociousness.

He patted his son, who was almost as tall as himself, and pointed to Xu Fengfan and said: "Fengfan, that is Zhao Keming, the director of our Dongou City Letters and Visits Department, do you know what level the Municipal Letters and Visits Department is?"

"Municipal Letters and Visits Office......" Xu Fengfan was confused for two seconds, and guessed casually, "Municipal level?"

Xu Jiachang gave up, his son's mathematics has always been better than Chinese, it seems that he is not suitable for politics in the future, so he should develop in the direction of an engineer......

When Xu Fengfan saw that his father was silent, he knew that he had answered wrong, so he turned his head and asked Lin Miao, "Lin Miao, what level is that person?"

Lin Miao replied lightly: "Divisional level." ”

"That'...... That one...... What if it's the director of the district where it is?" Xu Fengfan had forgotten the word "petition" in the blink of an eye.

Lin Miao continued to give the answer: "The District Letters and Visits Office is at the section level, but the district is not called a department, it should be called a section, and sometimes it is not necessarily, because this department is very important, so sometimes it will be a low post and a high match, and the deputy district head will concurrently serve it, and if the deputy district head is concurrent, then the section chief will be at the deputy department level." ”

"Ah......" Xu Fengfan was stunned by Lin Miao's three sentences, and he was so dizzy that he felt disgusted and wanted to vomit at the complexity of the system, and shook his head and said, "I don't want to learn these in the future, it's better to do mathematics, one is one, two is two, how can there be so many changing tricks." ”

The corners of Xu Jiachang's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he suddenly wanted to teach his son a few words.

Isn't this a disguised admission of defeat to Lin Guorong's son? Are you embarrassed to lose to a six-year-old in the sixth grade? You can't pass the Olympiad in mathematics, and the level of the organ is not as good as others', so what's the use of Lao Tzu giving birth to you? Xu Jiachang's heart was boiling, but he was angry and angry, but after all, he was really well-read and cultivated, and he didn't have an expression on his face.

Here, Xu Jiachang was fighting with an imaginary enemy in the air, and suddenly someone in the crowd shouted: "Ah Ming! are you also there?"

"Yo, Lao Lin, is your child here today?" Zhao Keming laughed and shook hands with the visitor.

Lin Miao looked forward and saw that it was the chief of his family's forest.

When Lin Miao and Xu Jiachang saw this meeting, the two of them invariably showed an expression of "I'm grass, is there anything wrong".

Who can explain what Lin Guorong usually does?

Why does he, a cadre at the level of a broken stock, know so many leaders in the city?

Lin Guorong and Zhao Keming walked towards Lin Miao together, Lin Guorong saw Xu Jiachang, he was slightly stunned at first, and then said with a very unpumped expression: "Eh, Secretary Xu is also there?"

Xu Jiachang-for-tat: "You Section Chief Lin is here, so I can't come?"

As soon as Lin Miao heard this opening remark, his heart immediately felt 100,000 grass.

The relationship between the two has obviously reached the point where it cannot be repaired!

Lao Lin, Section Chief Lin, my father, can you change the object to die?

Is it really so exciting and fun to face the leaders of your own unit?

"Dad, let's go home, Mom is still waiting for us at home. Lin Miao hurriedly pretended to be naïve, trying to change the atmosphere of the scene.

Lin Guorong laughed and said happily: "Your mother went to your grandmother's house for dinner at night, we went to the hotel to eat at night, you won the first prize, and the uncle in the education district will reward you with a big meal!"

"Your son's first prize?" Zhao Keming's eyes lit up on the side, "How old is your son?"

"6 years old. Lin Guorong said proudly, "I skipped the fifth grade." ”

"Oh yo yo yo!" Zhao Keming was very surprised and said loudly, "Then aren't you a genius?"

"Director Zhao, this kid is good. Miao Xiaoqiu also walked up at this time and said with a smile, "The children of the Guorong family are likely to be the best students trained by our school in the future." ”

"Xiaoqiu! long time no see, long time no see. Zhao Keming politely shook hands with Miao Xiaoqiu, after all, Principal Miao still holds the title of deputy to the Municipal People's Congress.

Lin Guorong, Zhao Keming and Miao Xiaoqiu kept talking and laughing, and Xu Jiachang was left out in the cold as if he was slapped in the face.

He looked at Lin Guorong's high-spirited appearance, how to look at it and feel unbearable.

Why can Lin Guorong, who has graduated from a secondary school, climb up? There is definitely a problem with the cadre appointment system in the streets!

The more Xu Jiachang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't plan to eat it, so he took Xu Fengfan's hand and interrupted Miao Xiaoqiu, who was talking and laughing with Zhao Keming, and said, "Principal Miao, I'll take the child back first, and my lover is still waiting at home." ”

"Oh......? Sail his father ...... "Principal Miao obviously didn't know what Xu Jiachang's position was, and said with a smile, "I'm going to the hotel soon, let's come together! The child has worked hard for a day in the exam, eat something good, make up for it." ”

"No, the family has already cooked, and it's not bad for this meal. Xu Jiachang said with a smile, then glanced at Lin Miao, who wanted to die, and left the Children's Palace without looking back.

Principal Miao didn't care, turned around, and continued to catch up with Zhao Keming.

Lin Guorong also had no sense of humility at all, so he gathered between the two and interjected from time to time.

Lin Miao looked at this roaring scene, and only had a remnant of his family's old Lin, and he simply didn't want to think about it.

Thoughts drift elsewhere—

In other words, the District Education Bureau organized such an exam today, and the biggest expenditure should actually be tonight's meal......

This is a textbook ingenuity......

This justifies eating and drinking at public expense......

At the end of the year, the district education bureau will surprise the technology of spending money!