Chapter 087 New Year

All trends are developing in the direction of favoring Zhuge Yu.

Zhuge frowned, and when he saw everyone, he took the initiative to greet him with a smile.

At this time, even Ma Zi and Wang Na tasted a little taste: as soon as Gong Hanlin left, the two deputy section chiefs, Zhuge Xiao and Peng Yuanzheng, had to decide each other, some would be on top, and some would be suppressed.

And Zheng Shanshan, the current member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Minister of Propaganda, is Zhuge Yu's former "boss", plus Zhuge Yu's deep qualifications and long tenure, he has taken advantage of the right time, place and people.

No one is optimistic about Peng Yuanzheng, even Wang Na and Ma Zi, they all think that Peng Yuanzheng is better off transferring from the news department to find another job.

On the morning of the 27th, Gong Hanlin's appointment document was officially issued.

"Chapter 087 New Year's Chairman Gong, be sure to show your face tonight, and let the Corey brothers and sisters see you off!" Zhuge Xiao smiled, and while helping Gong Hanlin pack up his things, he was a little impatient to sit in Gong Hanlin's position.

Gong Hanlin politely refused, "No need, Zhuge , I didn't go far, the Federation of Social Sciences is working upstairs, or people from the ministry, let's go upstairs and downstairs, there's no need to be so polite!" ”

In fact, Zhuge Yu just said a few polite words, and when he heard Gong Hanlin's refusal, he pushed the boat down the river and didn't mention this stubble again.

After Gong Hanlin finished packing up his things, Zhuge waved his hand and ordered, "Xiao Peng, Xiao Ma, hurry up and help Chairman Gong send his things to the office upstairs, I heard that the Federation of Social Sciences has vacated the office for Chairman Gong." ”

Zhuge was too excited, so he called "Xiao Peng" out of his mouth, and he was called "Section Chief Peng" before. Peng Yuanzheng glanced at him, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he didn't bother with Zhuge about these verbal wits, and took the initiative to help Gong Hanlin carry things.

"Chairman Gong, I'll help you."

Gong Hanlin smiled, patted Peng Yuanzheng's shoulder, and cast a deep look at him, "Thank you, Yuanzheng, if there is anything you need my help with in the future Corry's work, just call me Chapter 087 New Year!" I have worked in the journalism department for nearly 20 years, and I have a lot of affection for our journalism department! ”

"That's natural, if there is any work we can't do, we still have to consult the old leader." Peng Yuanzheng replied with a smile.

"Well, good. Zhuge and Expedition, both of you are the leaders of Corey, and in the future, Corey's work will communicate more - okay, I'll leave first, and I'll keep in touch with each other in the future! ”

Gong Hanlin's words were actually deliberately said to Zhuge Yu, Peng Yuanzheng is also the deputy head of the news department, and he is on an equal footing with you Zhuge Yu, before the appointment of the ministry, it is too early to ride on the head of others to make a fortune.

Of course, Zhuge Yu would not fail to hear it. His face changed, and he sneered secretly.

If Zheng Shanshan does not come to the Propaganda Department, he is really not sure to take over Gong Hanlin's class now. But now that Zheng Shanshan has become the Minister of Propaganda, his position as section chief is a certainty.

Although there are various signs that Peng Yuanzheng seems to have some backers, otherwise he would not have worked, and he was promoted as a reserve cadre by the Organization Department soon; But officialdom is a place that pays attention to qualifications, and at this point, Peng Yuanzheng can't compare with him at all. Even if it is the background of the competition, the so-called county officials are not as good as the current management, in the Propaganda Department, who can compare with Minister Zheng?

In fact, he looked for Zheng Shanshan twice, and Zheng Shanshan once verbally gave him a promise.

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Gong Hanlin went to the Federation of Social Sciences to take office.

Vacancy for Chief of the Public Information Section. Every time he saw Gong Hanlin's empty desk there, Zhuge Yu's heart was as itchy as a cat scratching, but there was no official appointment from the ministry, and no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't sit in that position by himself.

Soon it will be New Year's Day. In the past few days, Zhuge Xiao rarely stays in the office, and most of the time he is running outside, probably busy with operations and taking over as soon as possible. On several occasions, Ma Zidu saw him coming out of Minister Zheng's office.

New Year's Day was Wednesday, and Peng Yuanzheng wanted to go back to Beijing to reunite with his mother for the New Year, but considering that he was too busy with work at the end of the year and the time was too tight, he finally decided not to go to Beijing and stay in Xin'an for the New Year.

When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Meng Qiang's wife Zhang Meiqi suddenly called and invited Peng Yuanzheng to Meng's house for New Year's dinner, but Peng Yuanzheng declined lightly.

Although because of his mother, he no longer has a deep grudge against the Meng family and doesn't want to hold on to the past, but the invisible rejection in his heart can't be canceled no matter what.

Song Guo and Huang Dalong also sent him an invitation, but he refused. In fact, in the past few days, Song Guo has looked for him several times to get together with him, but Peng Yuanzheng did not agree.

He regards Song Guo as a friend who can be dated for a long time, but friends are friends, and they can't get too close, and they need to keep a certain distance. If it's too close and too hot, it can only mean that the relationship between friends has deteriorated.

On the evening of winter, when the lights were on, Peng Yuanzheng slowly walked home wrapped in his coat. He went to the vegetable market across the street to buy some vegetables and meat, and prepared to cook a hearty dinner at home.

But when he returned to the bottom of his house, he was surprised to find the kitchen light on.

He quickly went upstairs and opened the door and went in, but saw Feng Qianru wearing her mother Meng Lin's apron, peeking out of the kitchen and saying with a smile, "Brother Yuanzheng, you're off work!" ”

Peng Yuanzheng was surprised, "Qianru, it's you!" It scared me, I thought there was a burglar in the house! What are you doing here? ”

Feng Qianru's delicate and elegant face flashed a trace of extremely obscure and complicated brilliance, but she smiled and said, "I came to Jiangbei to do something, and my mother and aunt asked me to come to Xin'an, for fear that Brother Yuanzheng would be alone for the festival!" ”

"Brother Yuanzheng, I made a few dishes, you can taste them later, whether they are to your taste."

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Now.

Downstairs, Cao Ying was wrapped in a thick bread coat and looked up at the bright lights of the Peng family.

The cold wind howled like a knife, blowing people's faces with pain. Cao Ying hesitated, but still went upstairs.

For so many days, she did not meet Peng Yuanzheng again. As time passed, she felt more and more that the distance between herself and Peng Yuanzheng was constantly widening, forming a huge ravine.

She wanted to talk to Peng Yuanzheng and mustered up the courage for a long time.

Knock knock! Cao Ying stood outside the door and knocked softly.

Peng Yuanzheng was taking a bath in the bathroom, Feng Qianru put the dishes she had prepared on the coffee table of Peng's house, and was watching TV while waiting for Peng Yuanzheng to eat together.

When she heard a knock on the door, she went and opened it.

Seeing a girl of her age standing at the door, with a beautiful face and a slender figure, Feng Qianru was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Are you looking for Brother Yuanzheng?" He's taking a shower, you come in and wait a while. ”

Feng Qianru's appearance made Cao Ying stunned. Her hesitant gaze swept over Feng Qianru's beautiful face, and her heart gradually sank.

Cao Ying was stunned for a moment, smiled reluctantly, and said softly, "Forget it, I'll come to him again tomorrow, goodbye!" ”

After speaking, Cao Ying turned around and left, but her steps were extremely heavy.

Feng Qianru stood thoughtfully at the door, staring down at Cao Ying's lonely back through the dim light, and let out a soft sigh.

She guessed that it was Cao Ying. She had heard Meng Lin talk about Cao Ying and Peng Yuanzheng, but in her opinion, in terms of the character of the Cao family's husband and wife, Feng Lao would definitely not agree to marry such a person. Peng Yuanzheng is the eldest grandson of the Feng family, and his marriage must go through the nod of the old man.

Not to mention...... Feng Qianru was silent for a moment, then turned around and closed the security door.

The meeting between the two women did not last more than 30 seconds. However, although it was only for a short moment, Feng Qianru's beautiful and noble face was deeply rooted in Cao Ying's mind, and intuitively, she felt that this woman had a very close relationship with Peng Yuanzheng.

Two lines of clear tears flowed, dried in the cold wind. Cao Ying's thin figure ran against the wind, and under the heavy night of this Chinese New Year's Eve, no one could understand the wordless sting in the girl's heart.

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