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When Song Yiyi took notes and said that he was looking for Song Zemin, he suddenly realized that the girl was the daughter of District Chief Song. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Uncle Xu asked Song Yiyi to wait in the doorman's room, and he called the district chief's office, but he sighed in his heart, this is really a father and a daughter! Look at the father and daughter, this look, just throw others 108,000 miles! Looking at the temperament and connotation, they are not ordinary people, or petty officials working here, can be compared!

Uncle Xu has always been approachable and does not look down on anyone, because he is a poor peasant himself. However, this does not affect the accumulation of life experience over the years.

When he left the army due to injury, he applied to watch the gate of the city hall by himself, and he saw a lot of people coming and going every day. After the big movement began, Uncle Xu used physical reasons as an excuse to transfer to the Huanggu District Government, which is closer to home, and then looked at the gate.

His transfer from the city government to the district government is equivalent to being transferred from a good place to a bad place, plus he is just a gatekeeper post, and no one is staring at him. didn't laugh at him to his face, but he has a military merit medal!

Song Zemin was still in a meeting, and it was Zhang Xiujie, a female secretary in the district mayor's office, who came to pick up the person.

This female secretary is the niece of a deputy mayor, who has always thought highly of herself and rarely does this errand work.

But today, in the office, there is only herself. The director was taking notes in the conference room, and the other secretary had taken a leave of absence today.

Zhang Xiujie, who was leisurely reading the newspaper and drinking tea, answered the phone call and felt that he was disturbed and a little angry, so he slowly drank the cup of tea before standing up and reluctantly going to the gate to pick up people.

As soon as Uncle Xu heard the person who answered the phone, he reminded Song Yiyi with a smile: "District Chief Song is in a meeting, and the secretary who came to pick you up is a relative of the leader above, and he may move more slowly." ”

Song Yi smiled naturally, and chatted with Uncle Xu in the doorman's room.

When he learned that the ordinary old man in his fifties in front of him was actually a cadre and was at the twelfth level with her father, he asked curiously: "Uncle Xu, why did you, a cadre at the county and regiment level, come here to see the gate?"

Song Yiyi saw that Uncle Xu still retained the style of a soldier in his bones, so he didn't beat around the bush, but asked very directly. It can be clearly felt that she is just asking about things, without a trace of ridicule or contempt.

Uncle Xu had heard of many people saying his words behind his back, but he didn't care at all, because those people were happy and had no other behavior.

"As for me, I am not educated, and I will be able to read the newspaper if I can read the words. To be a man, you have to be self-aware, I can't do a leadership position at all, what am I still doing in that position!"

"In which position is not to serve the people, I look at the gate now, and it is also very glorious! Besides, I will retire after a few years, and I am really a little reluctant to say it! However, at that time, I raised a cat and a dog and watched them fight, hahaha!"

Song Yiyi looked at the energetic person in front of him, his eyes were crooked with a smile, his long eyelashes trembled, the person in front of him was a person who was more reckless than the master, he could really afford to take it and put it down.

Master can give up money and power, but he can't let go of his responsibilities to the country and the people! That's why he stops and stops every year, trying his best to visit and investigate the local people's livelihood and administrative situation.

And Uncle Xu in front of me is when I go to work, I will do my job well. However, one day, when the burden is completely lifted, you can ignore the outside of the window and live the life you want.

After Song Yiyi smiled, he used his mental power to check Uncle Xu's physical condition, which was generally not bad, but there was a very small piece of shrapnel in his right arm at the elbow, which was embedded in the joint and was a little rusty, which would affect the normal movement of his right arm.

The shrapnel of the knee joint of the right leg should have been taken out in previous surgeries, but it left sequelae and arthritis. At the time of the onset, pus will be produced, which is quite serious.

The two of them were talking, and after twenty minutes, they saw a woman of twenty-one or two years old, walking menacingly.

Zhang Xiujie is not afraid of all the leading cadres here, she has a backer, so she dared to delay for such a long time. However, she did not dare not do her work, because her uncle had said that her job must be done well, otherwise, let her go home and not smear his face.

From the office to the concierge, Zhang Xiujie pouted and muttered in his heart, what is the daughter of the new district mayor? She is still the niece of the deputy mayor!

Hmph, this District Chief Song doesn't have the momentum of a soldier at all, he has a gentle and soft attitude towards his subordinates, and he also follows the rules when he works, so she doesn't like it.

What's the use of being good, she is a person who has seen the world, and she is not interested in the little white face, let alone an old man with a wife and children!

Thinking like this, Zhang Xiujie opened the door of the guard's room and reprimanded: "People, what are you doing during working hours?

Song Yiyi turned her face very calmly, looking at this female secretary who was not good-looking, but was full of arrogance: "This aunt is not a staff member here, is she? I can't even tell the difference between working hours and rest time!"

Zhang Xiujie looked at District Chief Song's daughter, who was slightly similar to her father's face, but more beautiful, with a trace of jealousy in her eyes. Although she has been promoting to others that people who pay attention to appearance are superficial people, as well as the idea that ugly wives are close to the treasure of the family, but as a girl, she is unexpectedly looking at it.

Zhang Xiujie knows that she looks mediocre, but she thinks that she has a good job and a good family, so she has always been full of confidence.

However, when she saw Song Yiyi, the psychological construction she had done for a long time collapsed in an instant. Beautiful but not glamorous, beautiful and refined, this is a girl who is not only good-looking, but also has an elegant temperament, which makes people involuntarily look at it.

When Zhang Xiujie was stunned, Song Yiyi said to Uncle Xu: "Uncle, can you help me make another call, it's already half past twelve, and the meeting should be over." ”

Uncle Xu responded with a smile: "Okay, I'll call District Chief Song again." ”

The phone was quickly connected, it was Song Zemin who answered the phone, as soon as he heard that his daughter was coming, he put down the phone and hurried to the gate.

After Uncle Xu got through on the phone, Song Yiyi thanked him, picked up the cloth bag, and walked out of the gatehouse.

Song Zemin soon came to Song Yiyi: "What's the matter, there's something at home?"

Song Yiyi looked up at Song Zemin, who was a little anxious, and grinned: "Dad, I'll bring you lunch." There is nothing going on at home. ”