Chapter 7: Guarding the Tomb
"Shouling's words are too ugly, this is work, one of our old comrades has been there for ten years, hard work and complaining......"
"Ten years, Director Cui, you don't plan to let me stay there for ten years, right?" Ding Changlin smiled and asked.
"No, no, you are still young, and there are other jobs that are suitable for you, but you can't move other positions in the bureau for the time being, so you should be wronged first." Cui Jinshan said.
said that Ding Changlin was wronged, but the director of the bureau acted very deservedly, and Ding Changlin also felt that if he went to the so-called Feng Dao Tomb and wanted to leave there, he was afraid that it would not be so simple, and he would either resign or work until he retired.
But Ding Changlin has no bargaining capital now, and he seems to have the only way to go.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn, Cui Jinshan stopped talking, and looked at Ding Changlin, and finally Ding Changlin had to compromise and said, "Okay, I'll go."
Cui Jinshan's heart was also relieved, as long as he was willing to go, anyway, it was also far away from the emperor of Tiangao, and after a long time, who still remembered the existence of Ding Changlin?
"Okay, you go to Lao Zhao to issue a certificate, start going to work tomorrow, you can go there by yourself, the unit is nervous, and you can solve it yourself." Cui Jinshan said.
Ding Changlin nodded, stood up and walked out, he stopped when he reached the door, and glanced back at Cui Jinshan, what was contained in this eye, Cui Jinshan had never figured it out.
"They are trying to force you to resign, or you resign, when will the two of us get that dead salary and change to a big house, who in our unit will ......"
When Ding Changlin returned home, his wife Qi Lili had already returned, and he didn't bother to ask her where she went last night, he was thinking about two things, one was Chen He's death, and the other was that he went to guard Feng Dao's tomb, whether he would also die there.
"Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, what if I don't resign? Will they keep purging me like this?" Ding Changlin said.
"The tree is dead, the person is alive, as soon as Liang Guofu dies, your career will come to an end, think about it, what label will people put on you when they talk about you in the future? You are the secretary of the deputy mayor who hanged himself, that's it, I think, you still resign." Qi Lili said.
Ding Changlin looked at Qi Lili and wanted to say something, but he felt that it was in vain, so he stopped talking. However, Qi Lili has always believed that Liang Guofu committed suicide, and the news that Liang Guofu was killed by him has not been fully disclosed, it seems that Zhang Liangyu is consciously protecting him, and he misunderstood this female devil.
He and Qi Lili were introduced to each other, and the introducer was Wen Siyu in the municipal government office, for no other reason, just because Wen Siyu and Qi Lili were college classmates, at a weekend party, Qi Lili followed Wen Siyu to play, so they met after coming and going, Qi Lili's biggest advantage is that she is beautiful, much more beautiful than Wen Siyu, Wen Siyu is only Peugeot at most, and Qi Lili can be called amazing.
Pretty can't be eaten, Qi Lili is in the Construction Bureau, and now the Construction Bureau is not as good as before, so she always wants to go out and open a company to make a lot of money, but she doesn't have that ability, and she used to expect Ding Changlin to be rich and expensive in the future by being a secretary to the leader, but now it seems that this is basically impossible.
Thinking of this, Ding Changlin felt very upset, picked up a cigarette and went out, looking at Ding Changlin like this, Qi Lili's resentment that had been held back for a long time finally broke out.
"Waste ......" This is the moment Ding Changlin closed the door, and Qi Lili heard Qi Lili's evaluation of him.
He really wanted to go back and quarrel with her, but after thinking about it, forget it, what's the point of arguing with her?
"Hey, I'm Ding Changlin......"
"I know, I have your number on my phone, say, what's the matter?" Wen Siyu looked at the colleagues around him, got up with the phone and went out.
"Well, it's nothing, I just want to give you a call and say, I'm going to report to the new unit." Ding Changlin originally wanted to invite Wen Siyu out for a meal, and by the way, ask for her opinion, in Ding Changlin's opinion, Wen Siyu's suggestion may be more reliable, otherwise he can write a big article for the leader.
"How's it going?" Wen Siyu asked.
"It's hard to say, alas, forget it, that, I'm fine, don't delay your work". After Ding Changlin finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone.
"Well, it's time for me to get off work too, let's find a place to eat, old place, how about it?" Unexpectedly, Wen Siyu sent him an invitation, which made Ding Changlin a little surprised.
"Oh well, I'll be waiting for you in the old place". Ding Changlin hung up the phone after speaking, and there were seven or eight cigarette butts left under the park bench on the street corner, all of which he smoked, and he has been particularly addicted to smoking recently.
The old place is the name of a restaurant, and their colleagues often go there for dinner, mainly because it is relatively close to the city government, Wen Siyu did not change places because of his current downfall, as if he didn't care where he went, or what happened to the stall.
"I'm the plague god that everyone wants to hide from now, and you can still come to see me, thank you." After meeting, Ding Changlin poured a glass of water for Wen Siyu and said.
"It's only been a day, you've learned to be polite, it seems that the new unit has a lot of training for you." Wen Siyu joked.
Ding Changlin smiled bitterly and didn't speak.
"What's the matter, the interpersonal relationships in the new unit are not good?" Wen Siyu saw Ding Changlin's expression and asked.
"It's very good, I went to report today, and I waited from morning to noon, do you know what kind of work was arranged for me?" Ding Changlin asked with a wry smile.
Wen Siyu shook his head, and Ding Changlin continued to ask, "Do you know our Feng Dao Tomb in Jing'an City?"
"Well, I know, I've been to play, the cemetery is not very big, the ticket is five yuan." Wen Siyu said.
"Oh, you've really been there, the next time you go again, they won't charge you for tickets, they sent me to guard the tomb, saying that I was replacing an old man who was about to retire, I almost flipped the table when I heard it, but in the end, I thought about it, and I held back." Ding Changlin said.
"What? how can they do this?" Wen Siyu, such a well-educated girl, was furious when she heard this, it was hard for Ding Changlin to be able to hold back at that time, it was indeed not simple.
"Shhhhh
Wen Siyu stared at Ding Changlin and didn't speak for a while.
In order to hide the embarrassment, Ding Changlin continued: "Have you heard, Liang Guofu's driver Chen He died, the official version is that he fell to his death, and he killed him yet, I now feel as if I have fallen into a net, the more I struggle, the tighter the network cable binds me, and it is impossible to break free, you say, what should I do?"