The smile on Ding's face froze, "Director, what are you doing in the hospital?"

The director said bitterly, "Xiaoding, go and see, there is a disease to be cured, and there is no disease to be prevented." ”

"Director, are you talking about me?"

The more Ding Yi listened, the more he wondered, why did she go to the hospital so well?

I don't like the hospital, I think the smell inside is not good, it is full of illness and death, and it deduces the joys and sorrows of the world. Even if the sun is shining and the hospital is generously embraced, it can't get rid of that gloomy feeling.

The director looked at Ding Yi fixedly, "Xiao Ding, when your grandmother was here, she came to look for me. For her sake, I can help a handful. You can rest assured that no third person will know about this. ”

Early treatment is good, and the more it drags on, the more ruthless it becomes.

Afraid that Ding Yizhan would think wildly, the director specially calmed her heart.

Ding Yi was confused when he heard it, "No, director, what are you asking me to check?"

"Look at the nerves and the brain. ”

"Nerves?" Ding Yi was not calm, this is not a good word at all, his round eyes widened, and he said in a stiff tone, "Director, my nerves are fine, and I don't have neurosis, what kind of nerves are checked?"

I don't know, I thought she had a nervous disease, and a big girl spread out how ugly it was.

The predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade, thanks to the fact that his grandmother had helped the director, and Ding Yi received a lot of care from the director at work, so he was usually generous in front of him, not as cautious as other leaders, and had always said something like a straight bowel.

No, the idea was not all sent out.

The director looked good-natured and didn't get angry at all, "Xiao Ding, you may have been thinking too much about things recently." "Broken my head.

"Recently, I went to bed early and got up early, exercised before and after meals, my teeth are good, my appetite is good, my food is delicious, and my body is great. ”

"Let's take a look. The director waved his hand and said generously, "Give you a day off, and you won't have to go to work tomorrow." ”

Ding Yiyi dragged the stools beside him, placed them opposite the director, and sat down solemnly.

"Director, which one of the rumors said that I was sick?" "Seeing that I don't smoke her to death, I have nothing to do if I eat too much, chew my mouth, and curse people to get sick, it's just too lacking in morality." He just got a nervous disorder, and his whole family was neurotic.

"Nobody said, I saw it myself. ”

"......" Ding Yi's mouth opened into an O-shape, and it took a long time before he was stunned, "Director, when did you change your career to become a doctor...... Oh no, how can you tell I'm sick?"

The director doesn't plan to beat around the bush, it's useless to keep it hidden, just Xiaoding's character, if she doesn't explain it to her, she will definitely not want to go to the hospital.

"Speaking upside down, not matching the preamble, getting angry for a while and laughing for a while...... are all manifestations of nerves, like a madman.

The authorities were fascinated by bystanders, but Xiao Ding himself didn't realize it.

Ding Yi felt that he was wronged and was put on a big hat for no reason.

"Director, I've been following your words, I will answer you when you say a word, laughing is happy, being angry means being unhappy, what's wrong?" Ding glanced at the director and cautiously suggested, "Director, should you go to the hospital to have a look?"

She felt that she was normal, and naturally, the director was very abnormal. That is, the director, if others say this about her, she will jump up and attack with a meteor hammer.

Pointing to the door of the brain, he swirled, "Look at the nerves, the brain." ”

Director, "......"

"Director, don't worry, I will be tight-lipped and will not reveal it to anyone. Ding Yi patted his chest, a serious guarantee.

If he hadn't known him and was familiar with Ding Yi's character, the director would definitely think that the other party was retaliating with a tooth for a tooth, secretly satirizing himself.

"Xiao Ding, I didn't mean you just now, you ...... in the morning" Hey, Xiao Ding didn't show anything wrong just now, and the director suddenly discovered this problem.

What he asked, she answered.

She said something, and she went down.

The head is clear, and the IQ is online.

Is it intermittent?

Or is it really not sick?

Ding Yi's brows were already able to kill mosquitoes, "Director, I will report to you in the morning, have you forgotten?"

It seems that the director is not lightly ill.

There seems to be a disease called ...... Amnesia, yes, that's the word.

In less than a day, the director forgot.

Looking at the director's eyes, he couldn't help but feel pitiful, the director was only in his fifties, and he had amnesia before he even reached retirement age, maybe he wouldn't even be able to touch the door of his house in the future, and he had to be led by a rope when he went out.

Wait, patronizing the poor director, did the director convey it to the leader?

I was led astray again, and I almost forgot about business.

"Director, did you tell the leader?"

The more he looked at Ding Yi's words and deeds, the more confused the director became.

At first glance, normal.

If you think about it, it's still normal.

Can be ...... in the morning

"Xiao Ding, repeat your idea again. ”

"Director, didn't you tell the leader?" or don't remember whether you said it or not?

Although Ding Yi muttered in his stomach in the second half of the sentence, the director was not stupid and understood the unfinished words in seconds.

"I'm going to write a report, you say it, I'll see if there's anything missing?"

This is a lame reason, Ding Yi thinks.

"Director, why don't we talk to the leader together. ”

"The leader is in a meeting, you say it first. ”

Ding Yi thought about it when he came over just now, several doors next door seemed to be closed, and the door of the conference room was also closed, and there was a faint sound of slapping the table.

didn't want to perform according to the routine in the morning, Ding Yi planned to "dictate". Looking down at his side, he took a square stool and placed it opposite the director, and sat down calmly.

"Director, the supply and marketing cooperatives serve the people, and the people come to buy things, who will buy them from?"

"......" is here again, as soon as he says that Xiaoding is not normal, such a simple question still needs to be answered?

Xiao Ding is still a little wrong, and when it comes to how to better serve the people, it's a bit wrong.

It's better not to mention it.

"Xiao Ding, you ......"

"Director, when you say that you come to buy things alone, do you want the salesperson to smile and greet you, or do you want to cry and welcome people?"

Director, the two-year-old baby of "......" knows the answer, and Xiao Ding actually used it to test him.

"Our Guo family is a country of interests, and the people are hospitable, but ......" Ding Yi turned his eyebrows upward, but the two words were read out heavily, and they were particularly highlighted.

"But what?" the director asked.

"But there's one exception, and that's it. Ding pointed to the ground with one hand, "Our supply and marketing cooperative." ”

The director pursed his dry lips and didn't admit or deny it.

"The supply and marketing cooperatives are a good unit, it is not easy to come in, and there is a sense of superiority after coming in. Director, you say, can this be called enthusiasm? This is called serving the people well?"

"That's a real problem. The director didn't evade at all, he realized this and was trying to solve it.

In a moment, the director had a flash of inspiration and asked uncertainly, "You were angry and laughing in the morning, and you said this?"

"That's right," Ding nodded, "talking to you with a straight face, talking to you with a smiling face, the feeling is definitely not a little, and the experience is more profound." ”

Director Petrochemical.

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