After Jiang Shui's efforts, Cheng Jia'an was convinced. Cheng Jianghai also came to Mr. Wu's office with the high school entrance examination volunteer book as he wished and handed it over.

When Mr. Wu looked at the results above, he couldn't help but sigh.

"So, my family agrees with you to go to a vocational school."

"Hmm!"

Teacher Wu pursed his lips and said abruptly: "Hey, Jiang Hai, since you and your family have reached an agreement, the teacher will not interfere too much in your decision." You have to understand that as a teacher, you want your students to have a bright future. Jiang Hai, no matter what kind of life path you take in the future, with your intuition as a teacher, you will become a very good person. ”

At this time, Cheng Jianghai bowed in a proper manner: "Thank you, teacher!" ”

"Well, there you go!"

Walking out of the office door, Cheng Jianghai took a deep breath and suddenly felt the vastness of heaven and earth......

On the other side, He Yi'an seemed to be stabbed by a thorn, this thorn did not come from the outside world, but grew in his heart.

The reminders and admonitions from Jiang Nan and Cheng Jia'an probably did not serve as a warning, but instead became a catalyst, making his already somewhat anxious state of mind even more manic.

It was not his intention to hibernate, and patience was not his character.

In fact, after careful analysis, it is easy to understand that in this year, graduate school may already be an unattainable academic qualification.

With such qualifications, who is not the pride of the sky who holds the moon and regards it as a treasure. The reason why He Yi'an returned to Ganquan, a remote corner of the northwest, with full confidence, was because he knew that just relying on this aura could cover up all the advantages of his competitors, and he was a little underestimated to stand out from the crowd.

But who wants the tiger to fall in Pingyang, the dragon to swim in the shallows, and the phoenix to the dilemma of dancing with chickens and ducks.

is so eager to show his extraordinary, quickly break out of the shackles of the low-level clerks, so as to prove his ability and stand on the political platform that really belongs to him. It is the ideal and ambition shared by every man to support a piece of heaven and earth with his strong strength, to protect his relatives and lovers around him, and let them enjoy the welfare gospel he brings, let alone a leader with great ambitions like He Yi'an.

After going to work the next day, He Yi'an hesitated at his desk for a long time, but resolutely made a decision and walked into Hu Guangquan's office.

"Section Chief Hu!"

"What's wrong?" Hu Guangquan glanced up at him lazily, and then continued to look down at the documents.

Looking at Hu Guangquan's arrogant and indifferent posture, He Yi'an pinched his fingers, his palms were moist with sweat, he tried his best to suppress his restless emotions, and asked, "Have you read the advice I gave you last time?" ”

"Suggestions?"

Hu Guangquan was stunned, and his expression was a little confused when he raised his head, as if he had long forgotten such a thing. Looking at He Yi'an's burning eyes, he hesitated for a while before recalling: "Oh, you mean that suggestion about file management." ”

"yes, do you think there's anything else you need to improve?" He Yi'an used a roundabout tone to test it.

Hu Guangquan pursed his lips, looking very puzzled and impatient, and said in a chattering voice: "Xiao He, didn't I tell you, the idea is good, but it also depends on the actual situation." According to what you do, you basically have to re-screen and classify all the archives, do you know how much manpower and material resources it takes? Why bother yourself, so I'm saying that your suggestion doesn't really fit in our little archive, I think, forget it. ”

"How so? I have summarized it through detailed investigation and research, combined with the problems in practical work, and can really properly solve the current problem of chaotic file management. ”

He Yi'an explained with reason, and also explained Hu Guangquan's far-fetched reasons: "Section chief, the initial workload of adjustment is very large, but once such standardized management is adopted, a complete set of fast and efficient institutional models can be formed later." ”

Listening to He Yi'an's powerful rhetoric one after another, Hu Guangquan was very impatient, and he couldn't start an effective debate in terms of eloquence, so he was a little annoyed by the toss, so he simply spread his hands and rebuked him explicitly: "Oh, you comrade, why are you so tough!" I don't understand after saying so much. Xiao He, it is understandable that you are eager to make meritorious contributions, but you can't base your personal ideas on the hard work of your comrades. ”

He Yi'anjun's face instantly turned pale, he didn't expect Hu Guangquan to use such a satire with a gun and a stick to evaluate his hard work, he tried hard to suppress the fire in his heart, and fought again: "Section Chief Hu, I'm not for myself, I'm for the development of the unit......"

"Gee, anyone can say high-profile things."

Hu Guangquan frowned, waved his hand, stopped his next words, and said neatly: "Okay, I know, I won't discuss this issue, I'll talk about it later." ”

Going back? That means you don't have to say anything back!

He Yi'an blushed, he knew that this suggestion was in the hands of Hu Guangquan, and he only had the fate of dying, and his abnormal behavior also confirmed the reminder given by Jiang Nan.

Forced by the situation, He Yi'an seemed to be out of the way, his handsome face became twisted, and his knuckles were clenched tightly again.

"That'...... Can you give me back that proposal, section chief? I wrote a copy, and I want to take it back and think about it again. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone could hear He Yi'an's strong dissatisfaction and unremitting persistence, and it could be regarded as offending the top boss so much that there was no room for turning around.

Hu Guangquan was stunned on the spot, his face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, and said indignantly: "What? Do you really want to take it back? ”

He Yi'an stiffened his neck and said, "Yes, I just want to see what else is missing and improving!" ”

"Okay, okay, then I'll give it back to you!"

Hu Guangquan immediately lowered his face, although he didn't reprimand anything, but his hideous face was enough to explain everything. He rummaged through the drawers angrily, and his movements were rude. It wasn't until the end that he took out a crumpled manuscript paper from under the bottom drawer and threw it to He Yi'an.

Looking at the work that he completed day and night, he was discarded like a piece of straw paper by the other party, and you can imagine what kind of attitude he has towards this matter.

He Yi'an's face was also gloomy at the moment, and in view of the politeness, he did not expose it in person, but just suppressed the anger in his heart, and said hello lightly: "Then Section Chief Hu, I'll go out first." ”

Just when he stepped out of the door, he only heard Hu Guangquan's suppressed voice from inside the door: "Phew, I really take myself seriously!" ”

He Yi'an stopped for a moment, his chest rose and fell violently, and he wanted to turn his head and reason with Hu Guangquan again a few times, but in the end he suppressed the anger in his heart and left quietly.

Instead of running away, he went straight to the office of the curator, Zhang Yongyi.

Along the way, there was an unwilling anger burning in his heart, like an angry lion, without hesitation. But when he really arrived at the door of Zhang Yongyi's office, he was a little hesitant again.

At this moment, he deeply understands that such a reckless overstepping of the level to report problems is a big taboo in handling administrative relations.

But his eagerness to prove himself in order to break free from the long-standing and hopeless shackles of the grassroots forced him to take risks and make desperate bets.