Two small cars of the same model, one in front of the other, drove into the alley.

After driving 200 meters, I turned left again, and finally stopped in front of a small building with two yamen plaques hanging at the same time.

As soon as the door of the car in front of me opened, a toddler ran out of the car as if it were flying.

He lunged to the nearest building, holding the buttress with one hand, and as soon as he lowered his head, opened his mouth, and with a whoosh, lunch poured out.

A greasy old man in his early forties who was still in the back car with nondescript pigtails saw this, and couldn't help but look disgusted, hurriedly took out a sheet of 5 yuan and handed it to the driver, and hurried into the building.

Lin Guorong saw the old man running into the street building, and knew that he should be the editor Hu Jianhui said. I didn't expect it to be so coincidental, just before and after, and let the family see the scene of his son vomiting so heroically and unrestrained.

How do you describe that? Hmm...... This should be considered fate......

After taking the invoice for the taxi for the second time today, Lin Guorong got out of the car, walked to Lin Miao's side, and gently stroked his son's back.

When Lin Miao vomited clean, he didn't feel dirty, he directly wiped Lin Miao's mouth with his sleeve, squatted in front of such a fresh puddle of vomit and didn't change his face at all, and asked Lin Miao: "Did you vomit clean? If you don't vomit clean, just vomit a little more." ”

Lin Miao couldn't speak, and shook her head weakly.

Lin Guorong took Lin Miao's little hand and walked into the street building with his head held high.

His momentum is obviously pretending to be seen by the security guards.

"My dad is actually suitable for being a section-chief at the stock level in his life, this bit of spectrum has to be placed, is there any pursuit of being a man......" Lin Miao vomited in her heart, and when she entered the building, she hurriedly ran into the bathroom again, rinsed her mouth with tap water, and washed her face again.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and today was definitely the most ugly face he had ever been born again.

In his previous life, this small body slowly got used to riding in a car, or after going to junior high school. And now his cerebellar function is estimated to have not developed to the most mature state, and the problem of motion sickness may be difficult to improve by willpower.

Lin Miao wiped her face with her hand and wiped the water droplets from her forehead.

At this time, Lin Guorong came out of the men's toilet on the side and pulled the waistband of his trousers with a "end" action.

Lin Miao looked over from the side and found that Lao Lin's belly had begun to grow so early, saying that Lao Lin was only 34 years old this year, and he still belonged to the stage of young adults, how could he have a middle-aged and elderly-level belly.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to persuade him to run and exercise, anyway, I won't listen to what I say, I won't do it if I listen, and I won't last long if I do it.

Just like Lin Miao's own previous life.

The father and son walked slowly up to the third floor, the corridor was empty, and the footsteps could bring a very clear echo.

Lin Guorong led Lin Miao to his office, he pushed open the door and asked Lin Miao to sit in first, while he turned his head and went to Hu Jianhui's office on the fourth floor to call someone.

As soon as the door closed, Lin Miao exhaled lightly, and then carefully looked around his father's office.

This office is not big, it can even be said to be a bit cramped, at most 15 square meters, a desk, a chair, a sofa, a file cabinet. There was no computer on the desk, not even a book to decorate the window, just a mess of newspapers and a thermos mug. There was a newspaper shelf next to the couch, but it was empty, not even a magazine. From this point of view, Lao Lin, a cultural person, pretended to be too bad. In this kind of environment, a fool can see that he usually doesn't read at all, right?

Lin Miao couldn't help but sigh again.

In his previous life, he had never been to the place where Lin Guorong worked. First, because in the early days of Lao Lin's civil service career, he spent most of his time in kindergarten after eating and crying, and sleeping after crying. Second, because Lao Lin's own job is transferred too frequently, often a position is not hot, and he is transferred out of the position.

So Lin Guorong himself can't talk about getting acquainted with his colleagues, let alone taking his son to join in the fun.

Lin Miao walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Lin Guorong's one-third of an acre of land in front of him, silently thinking back to Lao Lin's career, and feeling quite awesome.

If Lao Lin hadn't lied to him, then this year should be the 7th year that Lin Guorong has entered the system, and according to some of Jiang Ping's later additions, Lin Guorong's career trajectory should be like this-

In the first year of entering the system, Lao Lin first worked as a dung digger on the front line for half a year, and then as a sanitation worker for half a year, and finally relied on his ability to write and paint, successfully killed other dung diggers and sanitation workers in the same year, and returned to the office in triumph and became the lowest clerk. After about the third year of work, he successfully became a section member. In the fourth year, he was promoted to the deputy unit level and became the deputy director of the cleaning management office. The early work was a smooth ride.

However, Lao Lin was not satisfied, because he still had greater ideals and ambitions......

In order to realize the impossible wish of "mixing to the department level in this life" as soon as possible, Lao Lin has been running to the homes of the leaders of the district almost every week since he hung up the title of deputy director and began to preside over the daily work of the institute.

Last year, he was finally transferred to Xicheng Street and served as the deputy chief of the urban management section, and at the beginning of this year, he was transferred to the section chief of the main stock level.

If this history continues to follow the original trajectory, in the next two years, Lao Lin will be transferred to the Municipal Health Office with his rich experience in inspection and early years in the district health system, relying on the support of a deputy mayor.

Lin Miao clearly remembers that during the Chinese New Year that year, Lin Guorong took him to the head teacher's house to pay New Year's greetings.

As he sat on Lin Guorong's lap and passed by the gate of the city hall on a tricycle, Lao Lin, who was extremely energetic at the time, pointed to the not majestic building and said to him: "Dad works here." ”

At that time, he was only in the third grade, and he was still ignorant, but he vaguely knew that his father seemed to be doing a very awesome job.

It's just that how could he guess that his father's awesome energy couldn't hold up for even half a year.

Just half a year later, Lin Guorong was so yin that he even lost his pants.

"So...... Or do you have to think of a way to kill that old boy of the dog day as soon as possible?" Lin Miao's thoughts suddenly went back to the first week after he had just been reborn, and then he immediately shook his head frantically.

This idea, strategically, is absolutely correct.

However, there is nothing wrong with the strategic idea of erasing the United States from the world map, but the key to the problem is how to operate it!

Lin Miao was in Lin Guorong's office, wandering with her thoughts, and sat quietly for about 10 minutes before there was a sound of hurried and messy footsteps in the corridor.

The door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and the middle-aged obscene pigtailed man who had just walked into the street building hurriedly walked up to Lin Miao, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, and asked with an excited expression: "Child, is this really what you wrote?"

Lin Miao took it lightly, and when she saw that it was her own manuscript, she first turned her head to look at her father, who didn't ask for it, and then nodded her head lightly twice without bothering to say anything.

The obscene middle-aged pigtailed man kicked his nose in the face, and immediately demanded again: "Child, you can write another one for me!"

Lin Miaojing slumped in the sofa, with the eyes of "cultural contempt", he looked at the lewd pigtailed man, and slammed back softly: "Uncle, if a writing state can be said to exist at any time, how worthless do you think the writers in this world should be?"

The eyes of the middle-aged lewd man lit up.

This little kid can say this kind of thing when he opens his mouth, which is enough to prove that there is a certain amount of catties.

The likelihood of ghostwriting is reduced by at least half.

It's just that if he can't see is believing, he still can't believe that such a young child can write something like that. The lewd pigtail man then continued to force each other: "Child, you can just write a paragraph, you don't have to write the whole article, just let me see your writing style." ”

"Jianbo, don't be in such a hurry. Hu Jianhui and Lin Guorong also came over.

Hu Jianhui looked down at Lin Miao, and when she saw that she looked quite cute, her favorability immediately increased a lot, and she said to Lu Jianbo: "This kid just threw up, let the child rest first!"

Lin Guorong replied insincerely: "Children should exercise more, my idea of educating children is to let them grow up freely, if you can't do something as simple as pouring a glass of water, how will you do big things in the future!"

Hehe, I really have the face to say that my self-care ability in life is that I was almost spoiled by you when I was a child......

Lin Miao complained about Lin Guorong in her heart with a complicated mood, Hu Jianhui had already quickly found the cup, rinsed it with hot water, and brought him a cup of hot boiled water.