Lin Zongming got into trouble.

The township held a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the time he announced was half past two.

The secretary waited dryly in the small conference room for more than ten minutes.

In a fit of rage, he called the director of the party and government office to reprimand him.

Director Qian ate criticism at the secretary's place, and sprinkled all his anger on Lin Zongming's head, and the greetings of the three generations of his ancestors made him angry as if he wanted to eat people.

Lin Zongming felt aggrieved, because Zhao Qiang verbally told him that the meeting time was half past two.

He also asked again at the time, and that's what Zhao Qiang said.

It's a pity that there is no recording, and no one can prove that Zhao Qiang lied.

The key is that Zhao Qiang is deeply appreciated by the leaders, Lin Zongming is a rookie with no money and no background, who will believe his words?

Zhao Qiang, a villain, must have hated Lin Zongming for not paying for him before, so that he lost face with his friends, so he rectified Lin Zongming.

It was the day that Lin Zongming reported to work, and in the spirit of making friends, he specially invited Zhao Qiang to dinner.

At first, the atmosphere was very good, and Zhao Qiang was also very happy.

When I went out to the toilet, I met a group of friends and gave them two bottles of good wine and a Chinese cigarette.

Lin Zongming could bear these things, but those people ate and took them, and finally asked Lin Zongming to close the table and tent together, he really couldn't bear it.

A meal cost more than 3,000 yuan, which was absolutely unbearable for him, whose family was not wealthy.

His father died early, and his mother worked hard for him to study.

I finally worked to earn money, but I was treated as a wronged man.

Lin Zongming couldn't swallow this breath, so he flatly refused, only paid what he should have paid, and strode away.

Zhao Qiang's face turned green with anger, and the pair of triangular mouse eyes flashed with fierce light.

No, seizing the opportunity to put Lin Zongming in a situation from which he could never recover.

Within three days, Director Qian sent Lin Zongming to the mailroom to watch the door, in order to enrich the structure of the logistics personnel and improve their youthfulness and vitality.

The ghost believes in this high-sounding rhetoric, and everyone knows that it is clear that Director Qian is taking revenge on Lin Zongming.

But people have big mouths, and their arms can't twist their thighs.

People who sympathize with him can only persuade Lin Zongming to accept the reality, after all, he is still young, and there are opportunities.

Why doesn't Lin Zongming know?

Swallowing my anger, from the office to the mailroom, a week has passed.

On this day, Lin Zongming had just entered the house after sweeping the yard, Zhao Qiang pinched his nose and broke in, frowned and said: "Lin Zongming, the toilet is blocked, you hurry up and give it through, the taste is too spicy for the eyes." ”

Lin Zongming glanced at him and replied sharply, "I am only responsible for sending and receiving, and I am not obliged to go to the toilet, you can find someone else to get it." ”

"Yo-he!" Zhao Qiang's mouth was almost at the root of his ears, and he said in a strange manner: "The surname is Lin, let you go to the toilet to look up to you, don't be embarrassed." To tell you the truth, this is what Director Qian ordered, you dare not obey the leader's command, and you have your good fruit to eat! ”

As soon as the door slammed, Zhao Qiang walked away angrily.

threatened the leader again, Lin Zongming didn't believe that Director Qian would take care of such a trivial matter, it was nothing more than Zhao Qiang, a fox and a tiger, using chicken feathers as arrows to scare him.

But Lin Zongming misjudged, and after a while, Director Qian called Lin Zongming into the office with a phone call and reprimanded him angrily.

pointed out that there were only two roads in front of him, either to the toilet, and in the future, he would clean the toilet of the township government.

Or, roll the cover roll and roll the eggs.

He also said that there are no idlers in the township.

What Director Qian said is by no means groundless.

Lin Zongming graduated from university and applied for the civil service examination of Guangming County Government.

The third in the written test, but the interview was ruthlessly brushed down.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is the result of not working behind the scenes.

Lin Zongming thinks that there are only two operations, one is willing to spend money; The other one has to be tough enough to have someone to do it.

His mother was just a housewife who set up a cigarette stall in the township, earning a meager income and barely making ends meet.

When it comes to relationships, it's impossible to talk about it.

Looking through the family tree, I couldn't find anyone who could help.

Therefore, in order to reduce the burden on his mother, Lin Zongming had to pass the exam again and enter the township government as a government employee.

is in the party and government office, and Lin Zongming is also seconded.

Director Qian is not only the director of the party and government office, but also a member of the township party committee and a deputy section-level cadre.

Treating him as a temporary employee and wanting to fire him is really not bragging.

This is also the reason why Zhao Qiang made things difficult for him everywhere and targeted him.

Whoever calls someone is a career establishment, and the fart is louder than him.

Speaking of which, Lin Zongming had no choice but to endure the humiliation and bring tools into the toilet......

After working for three full hours, tormented by the stench, Lin Zongming vomited three times, almost didn't vomit last night's meal, and finally opened the toilet.

He stood at the sink, and his stomach was churning again, and he couldn't hold back and didn't vomit.

I really couldn't spit out anything, only a few mouthfuls of sour water.

Wash your hair with cool water so that you can wake up quickly.

"You wash your hair with cool water, beware of colds."

As soon as Lin Zongming turned around, standing behind him was He Ye, secretary of the Township Youth League Committee.

The age is similar to Lin Zongming, tall, fair-skinned, delicate, and capable in professional women's clothing.

It's not pretty, but it's expensive.

In the previous working relationship, Lin Zongming and He Ye had several contacts and had an impression of each other.

He Ye's reminder is just normal goodwill among colleagues.

Lin Zongming squeezed out a smile, "I'm fine, thank you Secretary He for your kindness." ”

He Ye pulled a few tissues and handed them to Lin Zongming.

By the way, I washed my hands, and when I walked out of the bathroom, I suddenly stopped, turned around and said: "Lin Zongming, how much hardship you endure, how much blessing you will enjoy, don't be discouraged, I am optimistic about you." ”

Looking at He Ye's distant back, Lin Zongming savored the meaning of her words.

After getting off work in the evening, dragging his tired body, Lin Zongming returned to his home halfway up the mountain behind the township government.

Before entering the door, he took a long breath, adjusted his mood, and pushed the door with a smile.

The kitchen was empty, and it was usually the busy figure of the mother cooking, where did she go?

Suspiciously, he pushed open the door of his mother's bedroom, and saw his mother Zhao Yali sitting on the edge of the kang and wiping her tears.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Lin Zongming came over eagerly and bent down to ask.

"Xiao Ming, you tell your mother the truth, is someone bullying you?"

"No, whoever says it, there is." Lin Zongming didn't want his mother to follow him, so he deliberately concealed it.

"Don't lie to me, it's spread on the street, saying that you offended the leader, were assigned to go to the gate, and were also responsible for cleaning the toilet, saying that you had been on the toilet all afternoon."

The more Zhao Yali spoke, the more tears couldn't stop flowing down, and they all became beads with broken threads.

Seeing his mother crying sadly, Lin Zongming's nose was sore, and he couldn't help squeezing out a smile, but his eyes were hot.

"I took the initiative to ask, I am young, I have strength, and I also want to make a good impression in front of the leader. Mom, I'm fine, you think too much. ”

Lin Zongming picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mother's eyes.

Zhao Yali shook her head and sighed, and said helplessly: "Alas, our family has no money and no one, so I can't give you any help." I can't do it, I'll go find your uncle......"

At the mention of the word "uncle", Lin Zongming suddenly had mixed tastes and was indescribable.