On the third day of the Lunar New Year, it was Liu Chunjiang's turn to be on duty. Early in the morning, after eating breakfast in the cafeteria, he rode his bicycle to the agency.

During the Chinese New Year holiday, every department of the agency arranges personnel on duty. In the past few days, everyone often goes to several nearby departments to take a walk and string together as soon as they get to work. As soon as we meet, say hello to each other, say New Year's greetings, and say a few greetings.

After moving around a few offices, Liu Chunjiang returned to his office, picked up the People's Daily, and read a few newspapers that he didn't have time to read.

As a secretary, especially the secretary of the Party Committee Work Department, you must pay attention to the daily newspaper headlines. This is what Zhang Yongqiang told him on the first day he first came here as a secretary. Therefore, he has now developed this habit, no matter how busy he is every day, he always finds a certain amount of time to read the front page news of major newspapers. If he comes across a good or important article, he will also wait for others to read it, cut it out, and paste it in a notebook. Keep it for later writing materials. Even in the dormitory, he is the same, always watching CCTV's news network program in the evening.

When he had done these things, he picked up the brush again and began to practice calligraphy.

In the organ, there are one or two people who can write well with a brush. Liu Chunjiang's original calligraphy foundation is good. Later, since he was imprisoned in the kiln workshop for writing calligraphy punctuation, he has never written calligraphy again. He had secretly resolved that he would never touch a brush again.

However, after he came to the work department of the party committee, there were often some important notices in the factory, which needed to be written with a brush, and this was what he should do as a secretary. Liu Chunjiang picked up this hobby again. When I'm fine, I occasionally write a few words.

Just as he had just written a few words, at this time, there was a knock on the door, and Yue Haijiang, director of the trade union's cultural and sports department, came in.

"Happy New Year!" He came a little late today, and the two of them didn't meet, so as soon as he saw Liu Chunjiang, he paid homage to the new year.

Liu Chunjiang immediately put down his pen and beckoned him to sit down. After that, he took out a pack of Hongtashan brand cigarettes and handed him one.

Now, since Liu Chunjiang came here as a secretary, he often has to stay up late to write materials, so he has gradually developed the habit of smoking. There is another reason, and that is the need for communication. In work and life, as soon as men meet, they hand each other a cigarette, and the distance seems to be closer, and the atmosphere of talking is also easy-going, and the relationship is naturally easier to get closer.

"Good calligraphy!" Yue Haijiang smoked a cigarette as he picked up a brush he had placed on the table and looked at it.

Liu Chunjiang shook his head and smiled faintly, and after that, the two of them chatted casually.

"Recently, there are a lot of people in our factory who have 'gone to the sea'! I heard that Lao Yang in the sales office and Dashan in the supply department have also been suspended without pay. Yue Haijiang put down the calligraphy in his hand and lowered his voice to discuss.

In contrast, in cement plants, the two departments of supply and sales are the first to do the most business with the sea.

"Yes, they are often in contact with some merchants in the south and coastal areas, and their brains are more active than those in our departments, and they have more information in this area than we do. Liu Chunjiang responded.

"Chunjiang, speaking of which, I remember that you also spent some time in sales, didn't you have any thoughts about this?" Yue Haijiang squinted his eyes and asked him half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"At that time, our country was still a planned economy, besides, I only thought about taking the school again, and besides, the conditions were different from now. At that time, how could anyone go to the sea to do business?" Liu Chunjiang flicked the cigarette ash and said with a smile.

"It's the same thing, people nowadays, the concept is alive. My mind is starting to figure out how to make money. …… Hey, haven't you heard that the small cement factory that our factory merged in Hexi County, I heard that the factory is also going to be contracted out, is there such a thing?"

As a secretary, Liu Chunjiang certainly knows something, but what he knows is often only the superficial discussion or decision-making stage of the factory leaders, and he doesn't know a lot of private information. And, during the time he was injured and hospitalized, he didn't know a lot about the factory. Therefore, Liu Chunjiang shook his head and said:

"I just started work, and I know a little bit about it, but I don't know the details. Since Liu Chunjiang became a secretary, he knows that some people like to ask for some inside information from him, and he is very vigilant in this regard, knowing what can and cannot be said. Actually, in many ways, he really didn't know.

"Oh, no wonder. You should understand, this is a good opportunity," Yue Haijiang raised the two index fingers of his left hand and right hand, made a crossed motion, and shook it in front of Liu Chunjiang, "If you do it well, this is the number in a year, just our dead salary, how many years will you have to work to earn this number." In addition, you are learning cement technology, and you are learning management, and you have also worked in the workshop, knowing this, I think you should give it a try. Unlike those of us who look greedy and want to go, but Gankeng doesn't have the confidence in his heart. ”

Liu Chunjiang knew that what Yue Haijiang said was from the bottom of his heart. To say that there is no is also false. This thought also flashed through his mind, but because his mind was focused on Xue Kemei's side a while ago, and later he was injured again, he didn't think about it in that direction.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yue Haijiang leaned his body here again and said:

"In my opinion, your physical injuries are almost healed now, your age is just right, and you don't have a family, so it's a good opportunity to do things, and you should use your brain in this area. After this time, you just want to do it and you won't have a chance to do it. ”

Liu Chunjiang nodded, he smoked a cigarette, looked out the window, and began to ponder.

Yue Haijiang looked at Liu Chunjiang's thoughtful appearance, he quietly leaned forward again, and said:

"Let me tell you the truth, what I said is actually what some people mean. ”

"Who means?" Liu Chunjiang looked at Yue Haijiang vigilantly and asked.

Yue Haijiang smiled mysteriously, and he said:

"You're a smart man, and it's hard for me to say anything about this. Well, you can figure it out slowly. ”

"Who does this mean?" Liu Chunjiang looked at Yue Haijiang, thinking about the people he had been in contact with often, and faces appeared in front of him. He pondered in his heart.

It's time to get off work. Liu Chunjiang and Yue Haijiang looked at their watches, and the two cleaned up and began to go home for dinner.

In the afternoon, after a good night's sleep, Liu Chunjiang came to Xue Kemei to see what she was busy with.