All the stories start from the beginning when Hua Nianping returned to Beijing from Xinjiang a year ago.

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It was Tuesday, just in time for Christmas, and it was not a few days before the year 210. Hua Nianping came back from the frontier and waited at home for the company's headquarters to reassign work, which was also exactly a week.

The general office of the headquarters called Hua Nianping's home early in the morning and asked him to rush to President Jiao's office before 10 o'clock in the morning.

He found the dark gray scarf he had worn for many years and immediately went out.

Two years ago, there was a quota for Xinjiang aid in the headquarters, and a professional needed to be appointed to develop tourism projects there.

President Jiao personally interviewed Hua Nianping. Hua Nianping was the director of the Second Division of the Department of Structural Reform of the Headquarters at that time, a position he had held for four years.

A supervisor at the department level like Hua Nianping resembles a county-level parent official in the local area, but in a large company in Beijing, there is no big difference from ordinary employees, with six or seven people crammed into the same office and even sharing a landline telephone.

President Jiao mobilized Hua Nianping at that time, and when he returned from the completion of the Xinjiang aid project, he could be directly promoted to the deputy department, implying that if he lost the opportunity, he would have to queue up for at least ten years in the headquarters before he could get mixed up to the level of the deputy department without accident, and Hua Nianping would already be forty years old by then.

The so-called accident, in fact, is not called an accident, that is, there are too many people and too few important positions, and there are many people in the headquarters who are waiting for promotion, but they can't be sealed until they retire.

Hua Nianping deeply felt the president's hard work, and did not seek the opinion of his wife Wu Ningfang, and immediately expressed his obedience to the dispatch of the headquarters.

In Xinjiang, Hua Nianping was appointed deputy director of a department, and he was conscientious and conscientious, specializing in the research and development of tourism resource projects, which was quite impressive for local economic construction and was widely acclaimed.

His tenure ended at the end of the year 2009.

Hua Nianping lives in the faculty dormitory building of the School of Economics of Beijing University, located in Haidian District. Originally, after walking downstairs for 20 minutes, I took the subway line 2 directly, and then walked two stops, and it took less than an hour to reach the office of the headquarters.

But Hua Nianping has been lame in his left leg since he was a child, so when he goes to work, he has always chosen to transfer to the bus several times from the entrance of the college, although there is more time on the road, but he walks much less.

Nowadays, young people are more interested in Christmas than the New Year. But in the past few days, the capital has been plagued by sand and smog, the visibility is very low, and the air is filthy and cold. Therefore, the advent of this Christmas is much less than in previous years, and the expectations and mood of joy have been greatly reduced.

Pedestrians on the road, young and old, are wearing scarves and masks, wrapped from the end of the head to the neck, except for leaving two eyes to see the road, all surrounded by airtight, all of them are all strange Santa Claus costumes.

Hua Nianping lamented that just over a year after the 2008 Olympic Games, the air in the capital has changed back to the dirty old way of many years ago.

Passing by the City Hall, Hua Nianping saw that the Qianmen City Tower seemed to be hidden, and the slogan "Fully Implement the Clean Air Action Plan" set up next to the monument opposite was looming, as if he deliberately wanted to make some jokes for others to see.

Hua Nianping's two years in the frontier were full of blue sky and clear heart, but he never thought that when he returned to the capital at first glance, he immediately became gloomy and turbid, and he was very unhappy.

He thought gloomily that the people of the capital had been breathing in this hazy air for a long time, and they didn't know how much life they would lose. A few years ago, there were rumors everywhere about "moving the capital", and if this continues, maybe one day the capital will no longer be the great Kyoto that the people of the whole country yearn for!

But when passing by Xinhua Gate, Hua Nianping turned around and felt that he was too worried, because after all, there was no escape from this filthy day, and there were high-level leaders and the citizens of the capital who breathed together and shared hardships, and no one should complain about anything.

A few days ago, Hua Nianping received a deputy county magistrate from his hometown who came to the capital for diagnosis and treatment. Because his hair is thinning almost zero, although he is only in his thirties, people say that he seems to be past middle age, which is not conducive to the growth of his career.

Out of the train station, the deputy county magistrate saw that all the pedestrians were wearing masks, so he nervously asked Hua Nianping: "Haven't you heard that there is another Sass in the capital?" ”

Hua Nianping replied: "It's not anti-SARS virus, it's anti-MH2." Then I explained the term MH2 for a long time.

The deputy county magistrate finally understood, and came out with a sentence: "I thought it was the car exhaust exceeding the standard."

Hua Nianping was helpless, so he had to say: "It's a little related!" ”

The deputy county magistrate couldn't imagine that the air pollution in the capital would be so serious, and Xiang Hua Nianping joked that the smog in the sky was threatening, and sure enough, the city was full of sun, wind and clouds, and there was no escape!

He also sincerely sighed: It's really embarrassing for the people of Kyoto!

Everyone knows how difficult it is to see a doctor in the capital.

Hua Nianping accompanied the deputy county magistrate of his hometown to stand in line in the cold wind for more than two hours, and finally it was the turn of this alopecia brother to approach the waiting room, but he didn't expect him to glance inside at the door, and immediately pulled away.

Hua Nianping was puzzled and asked him what was going on?

The deputy county magistrate said that it seemed that his increasingly rare hair was beyond treatment. Because when he saw the doctor, he apparently looked much younger than he was, or the haze was so bad that it clogged the hair follicle discharge, but the hair on the end was even thinner than he was.

Today is Hua Nianping's second meeting with President Jiao in this week.

Last time, it was he who returned to the capital after his frontier work, took the initiative to report to the headquarters, and waited for more than two hours before President Jiao squeezed out five minutes to meet and talk with him.

This time, the president specially arranged a time to meet Hua Nianping, which made him excitedly expect that he must be in the company's headquarters, and the position arrangement at the corresponding level has already been recognized.

Hua Nianping waited in the Hou meeting room for less than ten minutes, and the secretary took him directly into the president's office.

When President Jiao saw Hua Nianping entering the room, he immediately took off his glasses and got up from the seat, and handed his hand over from afar.

His face was full of kind smiles, and he kept saying, "Brother Nianping, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

President Jiao is an old man in his early sixties, and it is already very kind to only shout "Xiaohua" or "Nianping", but now the word "brother" is suddenly added, and Hua Nianping is ashamed.

He hurriedly dragged his left leg that was not good, hurried forward to greet him with both hands, and greeted him in a panic: "Hello president!" Hello President! ”

President Jiao pulled Hua Nianping and circled around the table without letting go.

It wasn't until Hua Nianping was pressed into the sofa and sat down side by side that President Jiao was very reluctant to let go of him, but he still kept saying: "Brother Nianping, I'm really sorry for you!" ”

Hua Nianping was suddenly covered with goosebumps, and reflexively thought that President Jiao greeted him so politely, and he was so intimate two years ago.

That time, President Jiao led Hua Nianping around the table, and then sat side by side in the same sofa, after which he completed the work handover and boarded the plane to the frontier within a few days.

Thinking that President Jiao would say "I'm sorry" again, Hua Nianping immediately had an ominous premonition.