"Brother Changfeng, look at this." Xie Fuhai dragged Bao Xiaofei's middle finger and let Zhao Changfeng look at it. Zhao Changfeng poked his head over and took a closer look, and then he suddenly realized that he knew what Xie Fuhai was doing. It turned out that a thick layer of calluses had formed on the side of the middle finger of Bao Xiaofei's right hand, shining, and it looked like a bag.

As if knowing Zhao Changfeng's thoughts, Xie Fuhai said, "Brother Changfeng, you haven't paid attention to this before, have you?" ”

Zhao Changfeng nodded and said, "It's true that I didn't pay attention." ”

Xie Fuhai smiled slightly and said, "You haven't worked as a secretary, of course you won't pay attention." This is only known to those of us who are secretaries. He pointed to the calluses on the middle finger of Bao Xiaofei's right hand and said: "If it weren't for long-term overtime and long-term pen writing, would it be possible to grind out a layer of calluses on this hand?" Xiao Bao is a secretary! ”

Being praised by the secretary general of the provincial political axe, Bao Xiaofei was even more embarrassed, and wanted to find a suitable word to be modest, but his brain was empty, and all the suitable words disappeared without a trace.

If you want to be a good secretary, especially with a young and promising leader like Zhao Changfeng, it is far from taking care of the leader's daily life and arranging the leader's itinerary. Although it is said that things such as writing manuscripts can be handed over to the comprehensive section of the county party committee and the political research office. However, after all, these people do not follow the leader's side all the time, and they are not so accurate in grasping the leader's intentions, and what they write cannot correctly reflect the leader's thinking. Therefore, a good and competent secretary must have a strong pen, so that he can be competent in the work around the leader.

Bao Xiaofei usually follows Zhao Changfeng's side, in addition to writing manuscripts for Zhao Changfeng, he also has to make records for Zhao Changfeng in his regular work. Some secretaries like to be lazy when recording the leader's speech, record it with a tape recorder, and then sort it out later. However, Zhao Changfeng didn't like others to record his speech with a tape recorder, so Bao Xiaofei needed to concentrate all his energy on the pen, move the pen like flying, and record Boss Zhao's speech word for word. In addition, after getting off work, Bao Xiaofei has to go to the office to work overtime to catch up with the manuscript, which is said to be accumulating, and a layer of calluses has been worn out on the middle finger of the right hand holding the pen.

Seeing Bao Xiaofei's embarrassed appearance, Xie Fuhai liked Bao Xiaofei's honesty more and more, so he said to Zhao Changfeng half-truthfully: "Brother Changfeng, how about lending Xiao Bao to me for a period of time?" I'll train you and give it back to you in a year or two, and the storage will be even better than it is now. ”

Bao Xiaofei was taken aback, he was afraid that Zhao Changfeng would agree to Xie Fuhai's request, so he hurriedly said to Xie Fuhai: "Secretary-General, thank you for your kindness." It's just that I'm used to following Secretary Zhao, and it's not practical to go somewhere else. ”

"Haha!" Xie Fuhai laughed. He Chengming nodded Bao Xiaofei's head on the side and said to Zhao Changfeng: "Brother Changfeng, where did you find the dead-eyed secretary?" Going to the provincial political axe is an opportunity that many people dream of, and he even refuses without thinking about it. Are you stupid, you say? ”

Zhao Changfeng smiled and said nothing, very satisfied with Bao Xiaofei's performance.

He Chengming said to Bao Xiaofei again: "Xiao Bao, don't you think about the Secretary-General's proposal again?" ”

Bao Xiaofei shook his head resolutely and said, "Don't think about it. I recognized our Secretary Zhao. ”

"What did you recognize Secretary Zhao?" Li Yanrong pushed the door and walked in, followed by two beautiful waiters, holding four bottles of Wuliangye in their hands, "Secretary-General, let's have four bottles first, everything goes well." ”

Xie Fuhai glanced at the people on the wine table, the three drivers didn't drink, and the three of them plus Bao Xiaofei contracted a bottle by themselves, and it was not a big problem, so he nodded and said to Zhao Changfeng: "Changfeng, such a big happy event today, let's have a good time, and we won't get drunk and go home." ”

"Yes, if you don't get drunk, you can't go home!" He Chengming rolled up his sleeves and said, "Lao Xie, I came to your territory today, no matter what, I want to make Changfeng drunk once." ”

Xie Fuhai laughed and said, "Lao He, don't worry, with our Red Women's Army in Qionghai, I don't believe that Changfeng can escape this time." ”

Zhao Changfeng shrugged his shoulders with a bitter face and said, "Secretary-General, we don't have to play with the support group!" ”

Fang Zhonghai sat in the corner and had fun, Boss Xiao Zhao is too good at pretending, I'm afraid that Secretary General Xie may even have to ride this red women's army into it today.

The dishes were delivered while talking, and the way to eat the eastern goat in Qionghai was very different from the mutton in the north. Most of the mutton in the north is eaten with skin, but the Dongshan goat of Qionghai is to be eaten with the skin, the flavor is delicious and unique, and there is no fishy smell in the northern mutton, Qionghai in eastern Guangdong is very popular, since it is Dongshan Goat Village, Xie Fuhai is good again, it is all mutton, dry pot lamb, white cut Dongshan goat, red around the lamb belly, stir-fried lamb liver, cumin mutton, charcoal roasted mutton chops, red stewed mutton trotters, and finally a stewed lamb tripe soup.

He Chengming is a native of eastern Guangdong, and he usually doesn't eat mutton, because the surname of mutton is hot, according to the people of eastern Guangdong, eating mutton is to burst blood vessels. But it's the beginning of February, and it's also the coldest time of the year in eastern Guangdong, so it's just right to eat some mutton.

Over there, Li Yanrong had already poured a glass of wine, held it with both hands, and wanted to thank Fuhai. Xie Fuhai pointed at Zhao Changfeng and said, "Oh, Xiao Li, don't make a mistake, Secretary Zhao paid the bill today, you have to respect him first." ”

Li Yanrong turned his eyes, turned around and held the wine glass and said to Zhao Changfeng: "Secretary Zhao, I was rude, I will punish myself first." As he spoke, he drank all the wine in the cup, and then asked the waiter to fill it up, then he held the wine glass and said: "Secretary Zhao, welcome you to our Dongshan Goat Village to take care of business, I represent Dongshan Goat Village, and also on behalf of our Qionghai people, I salute Secretary Zhao with a glass." ”

"Sister Li, it's not appropriate, right? The two provincial leaders are here, where is my turn to serve a glass first? Zhao Changfeng hurriedly excused himself.

Li Yanrong asked Xie Fuhai for help with his eyes, and Xie Fuhai said: "There is no leader here, only the host and guests. Xiao Li, there are so many large and small restaurants in Yangcheng, Secretary Zhao can choose you to treat you here, you have to show your sincerity. ”

Li Yanrong immediately understood what Xie Fuhai meant, she gestured to the foreman, and the beautiful foreman immediately brought over a wine glass that was enough to hold three taels of liquor. Li Yanrong poured a large wine glass, held the wine glass and said to Zhao Changfeng: "Secretary Zhao, if you want to ask me how much I love you, the wine represents my heart." I'll do it first! ”

(To be continued)

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