Chapter Forty-Nine: The Fury of Martial Virtue
"Is it Wang Huahua? You call Zhang Qian, and the two of you come to my office. Zhang Qingyun grabbed the phone, dialed a few numbers casually, and said when he heard the echo.
"Ding, ding, ding." After a while, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Zhang Qingyun stretched and said. The door was pushed open, and it was his two subordinates, Wang Huahua and Zhang Qian, who entered the door. Zhang Qingyun glanced at them with a smile and nodded secretly, Zhang Qingyun observed them for a few days and found that these two young people were really not bad, not as frivolous and gossipy as those young people in other departments. Usually the two of them just bury their heads in their work and be respectful to themselves, but they are very measured and do not make people feel unnatural.
"Sit down! Whatever, I've been leading you for so long, and I've never talked to you! Zhang Qingyun said gently.
Wang Huahua and Zhang Qian glanced at each other, and the two of them were not polite, so they both sat opposite Zhang Qingyun's desk.
"How? Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhang, work is still smooth! ”
"It's good, it's just ...... A lot of the time there is nothing going on, and it is so idle that people panic. Zhang Qian said softly, maybe because of Zhang Qingyun's youth, there is nothing taboo for her to speak.
Zhang Qingyun smiled, looked at Wang Huahua, and said with interest: "What about you?" ”
"I have more things to do than her, but I have more free time, and I usually read some information when I'm idle."
"Well, to tell you the truth, it's good. In this way, I will invite you to dinner in the evening, last time you all went to my house, I was in Wude at the time, and I didn't entertain you much, this meal can be regarded as entertainment. ”
Zhang Qian and Wang Huahua glanced at each other, both of them looked a little pinched, hesitant and didn't know how to decide.
"It's just a meal, you don't have to think too much. We're about the same age, so it's good to have a meal and exchange feelings, isn't it? Zhang Qingyun said with a smile.
As soon as Zhang Qingyun said this, the two of them agreed.
After Wang and Zhang said goodbye and went out, Zhang Qingyun took a deep breath, how similar these two people were to himself when he was in Liziping, they both had just entered the officialdom, they were ignorant, and they couldn't get rid of the bookish spirit on their bodies, of course, they would also be affected by the contrast between reality and dreams, and the whole thing was a blank slate.
But no matter what, Zhang Qingyun is now short of people, a bare-bones commander, no matter how fast his brain turns, no one executes, is that not an empty word? Anyway, I'm fine now, so I can use the air conditioner to teach these two people, maybe I can use it.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Qingyun was indeed bored in the office, and he wanted to go to the political axe office to have a look, and walk around with the people over there, maybe he could get some news out.
Closing the door of the office and passing through the corridor of the county party committee office, he had just walked around the corner when he heard someone chattering about something, as if it was related to him. Zhang Qingyun hurriedly stood still and listened attentively.
"Hey, Huazi, do you think it's appropriate for me to dress like this to Director Zhang's banquet?" It was Zhang Qian's voice.
"If there's anything that's appropriate or not, it's just a meal, not a ball."
"Cut, you're less here, since you think so, why do you go home to change clothes at noon?" Zhang Qian, this girl, is very clever.
"What do you know, eat with the leader, dress appropriately. I said casual wear in the morning, jeans, that specified no. Wang Huahua shot back.
Zhang Qian didn't speak for a long time, maybe he also felt that Wang Huahua was reasonable, and after a while, she changed her words and said:
"Hey, Huazi, I've heard people say that our director doesn't have any background, just like us. You said that when can we be a director, and be a secretary with the county magistrate, how majestic it is. ”
"People have no background, but they have the ability! I heard that his grades that year were from a prestigious university, but he didn't do well in the college entrance examination, and he was just a few points behind. Besides, what's the same with us? Isn't your dad also the vice principal of Yongping No. 1 Middle School? ”
"I won't tell you, you don't have any interest at all, pity me Zhang Qian TV is so good, why do you want to make a god to take the civil service exam, when will this kind of talk come to an end!"
“……”
Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhang Qingyun smiled dumbly, he thought that the two were introverted, but he knew that they were also two masters who liked gossip. Think about it, the education that my generation has received since childhood is relatively open-minded, plus those who can enter the civil service sequence are all selected people, how many of them are mediocre people?
The two chatted non-stop over there, and Zhang Qingyun didn't want to break it, so he chose to detour down the stairs from the other side of the corridor. He walked not far from the door of the political axe's office, and heard Wu Dezhi say something inside, his tone was very stern, he should be training people.
He hurriedly quickened his pace, and walked to the door of the office in three steps and two steps.
"You must be held accountable for this! The county magistrate Leng is not good at his bones, can you do anything wrong? How did you become a deputy director? ”
Wu Dezhi was facing away from the door and whispered to a shriveled old man about 50 years old.
The old man Zhang Qingyun knows, his name is Jia Zhenjiao, he used to be from the Radio and Television Bureau, and he was just transferred to be the deputy director of the Political Axe Office.
As soon as Jia Zhenjiao saw Zhang Qingyun, he immediately looked at Zhang Qingyun as if he had seen a savior. Wu Dezhi's brows furrowed slightly, turned around, and saw that it was Zhang Qingyun, his expression eased a lot, and said:
"Qingyun is here?"
"Hello County Magistrate Wu, I'm fine in the afternoon, I want to come here to take a look and see if there is anything I can help." Zhang Qingyun said.
Wu Dezhi nodded, cleared his throat and said, "It's rare that you have this heart, but your mind may be in vain." These people in the office are lazy, you see, there are still a few people left in the whole office, and now it has just passed four o'clock, and they have all run away. ”
Zhang Qingyun looked around, and sure enough, everyone was almost gone, no wonder Wu Dezhi was going crazy, and the dignified county political axe office was made like this, and it was indeed a loss of dignity.
"When will County Magistrate Li go to Wude and come back, did he tell you?" The Way of Martial Virtue.
Zhang Qingyun shook his head and said: "I don't know the specific time, County Magistrate Li went to the city leaders to seek financial support this time, and he didn't say a specific deadline, I estimate that it will be a week at most." ”
"Well, the political axe can't do without him! The offices directly under the political axe have become like this, and I don't know what has become of them below? Then he glared at Jia Zhenjiao fiercely, and his tone changed to stern: "This unhealthy trend must be rectified, if I see this situation again in the future, hum!" ”
After saying these words, Wu Dezhi brushed his sleeves away, leaving Zhang Qingyun and the two in a daze.
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