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Attending the wedding in the past two days, I haven't been able to take good care of my book, it's time to update a chapter, Xiang Chunzao opened the document while thinking, slid the mouse, and stopped.

Is it providence? Why is it such a coincidence? But what I want to upload today is the chapter where Xiao Yu reported to the unit.

Spending his eyes, Xiang Chunzao carefully proofread:

A small two-story building appeared in front of him, and in front of the door stood a man in his sixties who looked like a doorman, bent over, carrying a watering can and watering the flowers.

I looked at the sign at the door, and yes, this is it.

"Who's it looking for? Straightening up, the doorman opened his mouth.

"Oh, hello uncle, I'm here to report, where is the office?" Xiao Yu asked with a smile.

"The office is on the second floor, go up from here, turn left and turn the first room. You see, the one with the flowers on the windowsill is. The doorman raised his arm and pointed upstairs.

"Oh, thank you, uncle!" Xiao Yu looked up, and the flowers on the windowsill were blooming brightly.

As soon as he stepped on the stairs, he hurriedly walked down from top to bottom, and walked over by rubbing Xiao Yu's shoulder.

A strong smell of laundry detergent rushed into the nose, didn't this person's clothes be washed?

Xiao Yu looked back and saw that the door was still dangling inside and out, and the person was gone.

Turn left on the second floor and turn the first room, yes, this is it.

"Knock knock" knocked on the door, there was no response in the room, "Knock knock" three more times, and the door was still closed.

How can this be?

Standing at the door, Xiao Yu, who had just arrived, was a little at a loss for a while, and didn't know what to do.

"Looking for Director Liu? He just went out, didn't you meet him?" The door of the office next door opened, and a man of thirty-four or five years old came out, of medium height, with thick black hair almost draped over his shoulders, slightly curled, very eye-catching, holding a water cup in his hand, and glanced at Xiao Yu while drinking, "Urgent?"

"I'm here to report for duty. Xiao Yu's face flushed to the back of his neck.

"Register? Oh, I heard. Then come and wait for us, come in. The man with the glass smiled, his teeth white.

"Thank you. Xiao Yu lowered his head and followed him into the next office.

"Lao Wang, there is fresh blood in our unit again? Come and sit, your surname?" said with a distinctly nasal voice.

Hey, not one person's voice.

Xiao Yu raised his head and saw that there were two desks in the office, and there was a man sitting on the window side, looking like he was in his forties, with small eyes, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, looking at him with a smile.

"Oh, this is Fan Qingsheng, the head of the comprehensive section, we all call him Lao Fan. The man with the glass raised his eyebrows at the man with a thick nasal voice.

"Hello, my surname is Xiao, Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu nodded, smiling jerkyly.

"My name is Wang Jun, I am Lao Fan's orderly, by the way, they all call me Lao Wang. The man put down the water glass, walked to the window, picked up the thermos on the windowsill and refilled the water, "Xiao Xiao, sit, sit." ＂

"Which school graduated, are you here for an internship?" the slender Fan Qingsheng stood up and pushed his glasses.

"Old Fan, what about you checking your household registration?" Wang Jun smiled.

"I heard that someone is coming to report? It's you, right? Come here, come to my office. The door opened wide, and the smell of laundry detergent wafted through the corridor, and three people looked at it at the same time, and a man in his forties, who was not too tall and had some high cheekbones, appeared in the doorway.

Liu Ji, the chief of staff, is back.

Xiao Yu, who hadn't sat down yet, hurriedly followed.

"Xiao Yu, right? Sit, don't be nervous, sit down. His face was still dripping with sweat, and Liu Ji was so hot that he couldn't wait to jump into the cold pool and take a bath.

Xiao Yu smiled slightly and sat down stiffly.

"All the materials have been brought?" Liu Ji wiped his sweat.

Xiao Yu hurriedly stood up, took out a file bag from his satchel and handed it to Liu Ji.

"Sit down. After opening it and looking at it, Liu Ji nodded, caught a glimpse of Xiao Yu and retreated and sat down.

"Wait a minute, I'll arrange an office for you. Liu Ji picked up a paper fan and fanned it vigorously, just picked up the phone before he could dial the number, and a person ran up in the corridor.

"Director Liu, are we here, will we start the installation from the first floor?"

"Yes, yes, hurry up, it's all hot. Oh, I'll take a look, Xiao Xiao, wait a minute. Liu Ji put down the paper fan and hurriedly ran downstairs.

"It should have been installed a long time ago, but I remembered that if we hadn't urged it, the cucumber dishes would have almost been cold. Looking at Liu Ji's back, Wang Jun walked out of the door and glanced at Xiao Yu, "Install an electric fan." ＂

"Oh. Xiao Yu responded.

"Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao screamed awkwardly, I still call you Xiao Yu, is it Xiao Yu?" Wang Jun straightened his thick hair, "Did Director Liu tell you which department to be assigned to?"

"Yes, my name is Xiao Yu, and I haven't arranged it yet. Xiao Yu still smiled slightly.

"Lao Wang, don't you go out today?" Liu Ji ran up again, "Xiao Xiao can't arrange your department, don't worry!"

"Director Liu is right, but we all know that there is no shortage of people in your office, don't deduct new people as soon as they come. Wang Jun walked over with a smile and patted Liu Ji, who was sweating profusely, "Isn't it, Director Liu?"

"There is no shortage of people, there is no shortage of people!" Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Jun, and hurriedly responded.

"On this hot day, I was still running upstairs and downstairs, Director Liu was really hard. Fan Qingsheng also walked out and dragged Wang Jun, "Don't be poor, go back to the house, there is something to do." ＂

"Lao Fan, you have a lot of things to do, you said that you are young, why do you have so many things? I want to say a few more words to Director Liu, but you don't give you time. Smiling at Xiao Yu, Wang Jun turned around and followed Fan Qingsheng back to his office.

"Xiao Xiao, your office is in the second room on the first floor and the innermost south, hey, I'll take you there, let's go." Liu Ji wiped his sweat again, glanced back at Wang Jun's office with the door wide open, and led Xiao Yu downstairs.

There was a commotion in the corridor on the first floor, two workers were busy installing electric fans, and the packaging boxes were dismantled all over the floor.

"This is your office, you are not familiar with it when you first came, you have nothing to do and read more books by yourself, and I will tell you what work arrangements there are. Liu Ji said and gently patted Xiao Yu's shoulder, "This office has been unused for a long time, it's a little dirty, I didn't expect you to come so quickly, I haven't cleaned it up yet." If you have time, you can clean it up by yourself, I'm really embarrassed, this thin skin and tender meat, you have to do it yourself. ”

"Got it. Xiao Yu nodded hurriedly, "Director Liu, let's get busy, I'll clean up by myself." ＂

"Well, if you need to find me, you're welcome. Brushing a strand of hair from his head, Liu Ji smiled and turned away with a scent.

Standing at the door, looking around, there are two desks on the same side as Wang Jun's office structure. It's just that because no one has used it for a long time, there are books and books on the table, and there is a thick layer of dust, and there is a pot of flowers on the windowsill, only the branches remain, which are so dry that you can't tell what flowers are.

How long has it been since you used it?

It's so desolate! Why do you feel like you're chatting? There's no going to be a Nie Xiaoqian or something, right? I have to clean up quickly.

Lying on the table, Xiang Chunzao couldn't stand it, Lao Li, you are my Wang Jun, Lao Bai, you are my Fan Qingsheng. When I first met you, it was like this, do you still remember? Lao Li, do you remember your shoulder-length hair?

Lao Li, Lao Li, who stole your memory? Nie Xiaoqian? Xiang Chunzao smiled, and two lines of tears slipped down the table.