Chapter Thirty-Seven: Leaving No Trace, Fang Cheng Cheng

Zheng Yuanhong ran to see Cheng Jiemin and quietly told him that the desk Dong Huacheng found for him was in tatters, and the desktop was cracked. Cheng Jiemin smiled disapprovingly, and said casually: "If there is a seam, plug it, it's not a big deal." ”

Zheng Yuanhong glanced at him strangely, his beautiful eyelashes flickered, revealing a little naughty and dissatisfied, and he suddenly covered his mouth and was secretly happy. Cheng Jiemin saw her smile a little weirdly, and only then did he realize that his words were not accurate enough, which was afraid that this married woman would be ambiguous.

"Cheng Jiemin, Director Dong said that this office needs to be renovated, let's move things out first." The office door was pushed open, and four or five young men in their twenties and thirties walked in. The first to speak was Pang Xiaoguang.

Looking at Pang Xiaoguang's ill-intentioned face, Cheng Jiemin really had the urge to slap him. Dong Huacheng asked people to get a house at this time, naturally he wanted to make him a big embarrassment.

Cheng Jiemin had already expected Dong Huacheng's despicable little action, so he didn't have too much anger in his heart, but Pang Xiaoguang's appearance surprised him a little. Thinking about the capricious record of this person in the diary, Cheng Jiemin's heart was relieved again.

"I'm almost packed, a few of you are here just in time, so I don't have to do my own hard work!" Cheng Jiemin stood up happily and took his things: "Where is my place arranged for me?" ”

Pang Xiaoguang took a lot of effort to win the opportunity to show loyalty to Dong Huacheng. He knew that only by stepping on Cheng Jiemin again could he erase the impression he had left on Director Dong. Therefore, this time he came to clean up Cheng Jiemin's office, and he took the initiative to ask for help, and he was the first to rush over.

Cheng Jiemin's posture is a hard support in Pang Xiaoguang's view. At the moment, he smiled evilly: "Ouch, Director Cheng, your office location, Director Dong doesn't dare not think about it, after all, you are an important person in our hall!" ”

Although Cheng Jiemin has improved his cultivation a lot, he is still angry when he listens to Pang Xiaoguang's unscrupulous teasing at this time. However, Jemin still secretly warned himself: Even if he hates people who can smile in his bones, he can become a great weapon.

Under the guidance of Pang Xiaoguang, Cheng Jiemin came to the big office, and saw that there was a bare yellow table near the door, and there was a small line of red font on it: East Lake Water Conservancy.

This kind of desk Cheng Jiemin has seen, and it is a batch of desks customized by the Water Conservancy Department in the early eighties. Now let alone the Water Conservancy Department, even the entire Donghu Provincial Party Committee, I'm afraid I can't find this kind of table.

The position by the door is generally arranged for the person with the least status in the department, and at this time, Dong Huacheng gave this position to himself, and the meaning is obvious.

"Director Cheng, in order to find a good table for you, Director Dong has worked hard, this table was used by the old director of the Water Conservancy Department back then!" Pang Xiaoguang saw Dong Huacheng standing next to him, and became more and more energetic.

Cheng Jiemin put his things down casually and began to wipe the chair. Just as he was about to sit down, the table shook twice, and when he looked down, the table legs were broken.

Dong Huacheng looked at all this with a smile on his face, put his hands behind his back, and said with a shy stomach: "Xiao Cheng, although the material conditions have been greatly improved at present, the spirit of hard work and simplicity cannot be lost. The old man once taught us that the new three years, the old three years, and the sewing and mending for another three years. You are an outstanding cadre sent out by our Water Conservancy Department, and you must be a model and pacesetter of hard work and simplicity! ”

Are you fucking using modern office tools to let Lao Tzu carry forward the spirit of hard work and simplicity? Cheng Jiemin glanced at Dong Huacheng's melon face, and scolded in his heart. However, at this time, he still tried to restrain himself, and now he has made Li Zhonghua angry because of the report materials, and if he causes trouble again, it will not be good for his overall situation.

He is going to go down to support the peasants, and nothing will happen in the next two days. Thinking so in his heart, Cheng Jiemin instinctively glanced at Dong Huacheng's desk and found that there was a stone inkstone on the desk.

Cheng Jiemin knew that this inkstone was Dong Huacheng's favorite thing, and it seemed that he bought it on a business trip. walked straight over at the moment, and without saying a word, picked up the stone inkstone and stuffed it into the table leg: "Director Dong, what you said is so right, I will resolutely implement your instructions." ”

"You put it down for me!" Dong Huacheng saw that Cheng Jiemin actually took his beloved inkstone to pad the table legs, and he was so angry that he lost his temper.

Cheng Jiemin didn't pay attention to Dong Huacheng's scolding at all, and just put the inkstone under the table leg: "Your Director Dong has always won the hearts of the people and is happy with his work; As a man, I have never seen you so thoughtful and delicate. An inconspicuous broken stone, you won't be reluctant to give it up! ”

While speaking, Cheng Jiemin touched his hand again and waved at Dong Huacheng.

Although this action was very light, it frightened Dong Huacheng. What if he slapped himself in front of everyone? If you're in a hurry, the rabbit will bite. Dong Huacheng looked at Cheng Jiemin's unkind eyes, and changed his mind again: "You can use a stone, but what about your inspection, the leader is waiting!" ”

While speaking, Dong Huacheng waved his hand at Pang Xiaoguang and said, "Look at it, don't you go and move things quickly." ”

"Gone." Pang Xiaoguang waved his hand, and a group of people walked out of the office.

With the departure of these people, the office seemed to be calm again, sitting at his desk, Cheng Jiemin looked at the few materials he had brought, and looked at the situation in the office.

At this time, there were still a few people working in the office of the Water Conservancy Department, but these people were basically busy with their own affairs, and none of them spoke to Cheng Jiemin. Listening to Dong Huacheng yelling in the office, pointing to the east and west, Cheng Jiemin understood that he was deliberately putting himself in a situation of isolation.

After sitting for half an hour, Cheng Jiemin felt a little urgent, stood up and walked towards the bathroom. Before I went in, I heard someone whispering: "It's okay now, I got carried away, I dared to convey Li Laoyi's words wrongly, it's really enough to drink a pot!" ”

"A pot? Dong Huacheng had already let him drink a pot just now, don't you know, Dong Huacheng just found several people to help him move, and I heard that he also got him a table used by the old hall chief! ”

"That's a good table, maybe Xiao Cheng will really be able to travel thousands of miles in the future!"

"That is, maybe it can really become the second rising political star of the Water Conservancy Department after the old director."

The two of them burst out laughing as they spoke. Where couldn't Cheng Jiemin hear the mockery in the tone of these two people? He clenched his fists tightly and wanted to kick them in. But in the end, some words in the black diary suppressed the anger in his heart a little.

Face is earned by yourself, not by asking for it.

Silently muttering this sentence, Cheng Jiemin gently retreated, but the flame in his heart became more and more turbulent.

Although the office building of the provincial party committee has been around for some years, it still looks solemn. The people who sit inside and go to work look very old and don't smile. Since there are some smiles and jokes, they are also formulaic and decent, as if there are political connotations flowing in the air. Such an atmosphere made Li Zhonghua feel sacred and strange, dull and familiar.

"Director Zhao, when are you free to sit in our water conservancy hall? Our service company's approach to seafood is top-notch. Li Zhonghua followed behind the white young man with a flattering smile on his face.

For this Secretary Zhao, Li Zhonghua doesn't have much good feelings. Although I don't know why Secretary Liu chose such a person as his secretary, Li Zhonghua is still willing to make friends with the people around the leader.

Secretary Zhao glanced at Li Zhonghua a little arrogantly, and reacted lightly: "Thank you, Director Li, when you have time, you must disturb." ”

Although he said politely, Li Zhonghua could obviously hear a condescending meaning. This made Li Zhonghua very unhappy. Even if you are the secretary of the leader, I, Li Zhonghua, am a dignified department-level cadre after all, what kind of stinky shelf are you putting in front of me?

But Li Zhonghua must not say this kind of angry words, and the role of these secretaries cannot be underestimated. Poke your backbone at a critical moment, and you are still in the dark after being secretly injured. Under normal circumstances, when they reach the position of leading secretary, they basically choose to enter politics, and within a few years, they will become the core figures of someone's department. Can you offend such a person?

Thinking about it like this, the dissatisfaction with the young secretary quickly dissipated, and he walked into the office of Liu Chuanrui, the secretary of the provincial party committee, with a smile.

"Secretary Liu, Director Li is here." After Secretary Zhao pushed the door open, he said respectfully behind the huge desk.

Li Zhonghua met Liu Chuanrui, secretary of the provincial party committee, several times, but those meetings were mainly for meetings. It is the first time to meet Liu Chuanrui so close now.

Liu Chuanrui was wearing a navy blue suit, and was sitting on the boss's chair at this time to give instructions, the face of the Chinese character was very ordinary, but the pair of gently raised sword eyebrows gave people a murderous feeling.

Li Zhonghua has read some photo books, and the descriptions of this kind of eyebrows in the general photo books are people with strong personalities. Now there is such a strong provincial party committee leader in Donghu, I don't know whether it is good or bad.

However, this thought was cleared out of his mind in an instant, and the most important thing for him now was to wait for the leader's attitude towards him, and now he stood respectfully not far from the leader, waiting for the secretary's conversation.

Time passed bit by bit, and Li Zhonghua was a little uneasy. I secretly prayed that it was best not to see the paragraph that Cheng Jiemin added to him.

"Haha, I've approved a document and entered the gods, Comrade Zhonghua, please take a seat!" With hearty laughter, Liu Chuanrui stood up from his seat.

PS: On Monday, I look forward to your continued efforts!