"One Ding!"

Xiang Nannan walked in with a folder in his hand and was the first to see Zeng Xian, who was looking at the painting.

"Sister South! No, I should call you Minister Xiang here. I didn't expect your officials to be so big! ”

"You're making fun of me."

Xiang Nannan is dressed in a professional suit, which is similar to the casual dress he usually wears at home.

"Minister Xiang, hello!"

Qiao Yicheng adjusted the angle of the equipment and turned around to greet Xiang Nannan.

The two had a relationship at Zeng Xian's wedding before, but the impression was not very good.

"Is that you?"

Xiang Nanfang recognized him, and Qiao Yicheng also recognized her.

"Yes, it's me. Hello, my name is Qiao Yicheng and I am a reporter for a TV station. You really misunderstood me last time, and you ······ at the time."

"I've forgotten about that matter, let's get acquainted with it again, my name is Xiang Nannan."

The two politely shook hands.

"You knew each other before?"

Zeng Xian was already drunk at the time, so naturally he didn't know what happened later.

"You forget, I was there when you got married."

Xiang Nannan laughed, a pair of small dimples are really good-looking.

As soon as she said this, Zeng Xian understood.

"Minister Xiang, let's get started!"

Qiao Yicheng was ready, and Xiang Nannan nodded.

When people want to talk about business, Zeng Xian just sits obediently, and his eyes always can't help but look at Xiang Nannan.

"Give your opinion on the achievements of our city's cultural development in the past year."

"Now the whole environment is slowly opening up, the Qixia District Education Bureau and we are working together, as well as the efforts of the children of the art troupe, thanks to which we have the current results, I feel very proud! But my task is to put forward opinions and grasp the direction based on the overall situation. Therefore, only by not resting on our laurels can we create a new situation. ”

It is said that people at work are the most attractive, and this is not true at all.

At this time, looking at Xiang Nannan, who was talking about work, Zeng Xian was simply fascinated.

"So as the person who is in charge of the whole bureau, your core philosophy is: keep yourself, and then spur and guide others?"

"It's hard and hard to spur and guide other people, and at the same time, don't treat all the children in the art troupe as children. The most important thing is to have imagination, and we are half of our peers. For example, they are trying to guide others. ”

"Are you happy with your results?"

"Not satisfied!"

"Young and promising female cadres like you are really rare."

"If you are open-minded, you won't be stuck in the depth of qualifications, and you won't care about labels like male cadres and female cadres, right?"

Originally, the interview went well, but Qiao Yicheng didn't pay attention to it and ran into a sensitive area.

Since ancient times, women have to work several times, dozens of times, or even hundreds of times more than men to do something. Xiang Nanfang can have today's achievements, I don't know how much he has paid and how much he has endured.

Qiao Yicheng deliberately emphasized "such a female cadre", which is somewhat sexist.

Maybe he didn't mean anything else, but that kind of subtle thought was something that even he didn't realize.

"Yes, what Minister Xiang said is that I was a little careless in my words just now, but I really don't mean anything else, I hope you don't get angry."

"Sister Nanfang, you don't have to be so serious, right?"

Zeng Xian poured a cup of tea for Xiang Nannan and brought it over.

Xiang Nannan took it and said with a smile:

"I'm kidding, you guys take it seriously. Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else. The vitality of cultural thought is open and unlimited, so propaganda and communication are needed. ”

"Well, thank you for understanding!"

"You sort out the manuscript first, and if you have anything to ask, you can speak."

Xiang Nannan stood up and walked next to Zeng Xian,

"How? I see you're looking at the painting just now, what do you understand? ”

"I don't know how to draw, I just like it."

"I'll just say, I know everything, isn't it omnipotent? Do you have to work overtime at night? ”

"No, I deliberately transferred shifts with people, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's the first time I've come, I want to invite you to dinner, it's the friendship of the landlord!"

It was rare for Zeng Xian to take the initiative to come to her, not to mention how happy Xiang Nannan was.

"Good!"

After chatting for a while, Qiao Yicheng finished tidying up and put things away.

"Minister Xiang, when the manuscript comes out, I will send it to you first, and I hope you will bring it up in time if there is anything wrong."

"No problem! It just so happens that I'm off work too, and I'll be Dong in the evening, so let's have a meal for the two of you. ”

"No need, I still have something to do in the station."

"So?"

Xiang Nanfang looked at Zeng Xian.

"Big brother, why don't you stay for dinner and go back, you see it's all here now."

Zeng Xian pointed to his watch.

"This ······"

"You use my phone here to make a call to the unit."

Xiang Nannan was already packing up the things on his desk.

It was difficult to be enthusiastic, Qiao Yicheng had no choice but to pick up the phone and dial the phone on Song Qingyuan's desk.

"Lao Song, I'm done with the interview here, I'll go home and sort it out, and hand it over to the section chief tomorrow, you can help me talk about it."

Hanging up the phone, Xiang Nannan asked:

"Do you know Song Qingyuan?"

"Know, what, you know him too?"

Qiao Yicheng looked puzzled.

"I'm young with Lao Song. I heard that he worked in a TV station, but I didn't expect it to be your unit. ”

Several people had already left the door of the unit while talking, and got directly into Zeng Xian's car.

Xiang Nanfang sat directly in the co-pilot, and Qiao Yicheng sat in the back with a bunch of things.

"Sister Nanfang, where are you going?"

"There is a Hunan restaurant not far from here, and the taste is not bad, why don't you go there directly!"

"Okay, listen to you!"

A few minutes later, I arrived at the Hunan restaurant that Xiang Nanfang said, but there was no vacancy.

"Why don't you go to another store?"

"I only know this one around here that is a little more delicious, and I haven't been to other stores."

Standing on the side of the road, Xiang Nannan felt embarrassed.

She forgot that during the Spring Festival, the hotel was already busy, and she usually had to make an appointment in advance.

"Sister Nanfang, where is your home, why don't you buy some food and cook it at home."

"But I don't know how to cook."

"I will!"

"Yes, the eldest brother is very good at cooking, no worse than a restaurant chef."

Xiang Nannan still felt embarrassed. Obviously, he took the initiative to invite others to dinner, but it turned out that people went to their homes to cook for themselves.

This is simply a social death scene!

"How embarrassing that is!"

"It's nothing, we're not outsiders."

Qiao Yicheng had a good impression of Xiang Nannan, and he was very happy to be able to go to her house to cook for her.

"Sister Nanfang, it's decided, let's go to the supermarket to buy some food!"

Having said that, what else can I do, it's better than letting people go home hungry!

So the three of them went to the mall to buy some vegetables, and then went to the place where Xiang Nannan lived alone.

"Sister Nanfang, aren't you afraid to live here alone?"