1995

In the meeting room of the Archives Section, all the staff members were crowded at the conference table. A pair of intentful eyes cast on the television set opposite, on which an important news was being broadcast.

"According to the report of the Ganquan Municipal Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology, Ganquan Dingjiaba discovered a large-scale mural tomb in the Wei and Jin dynasties and a painted and stenciled brick tomb in the Tang Dynasty in Xigou yesterday......"

"This is also the first time that such a large-scale mural tomb group has been discovered in our province, which has played a pivotal role in the study of the historical and cultural development of western China......

Waiting for the news to end, Hu Guangquan, who was sitting in the first place, turned off the TV, glanced around, smashed his mouth, and said solemnly: "I have seen that this archaeological discovery is of far-reaching significance to the study of the history and culture of our western region, and according to some experts, this may be recorded in the major archaeological annals of the country." In the future, archaeological experts at the national, provincial and municipal levels will enter our city one after another. ”

"For us in the archives, it's about being well prepared for the documentation. Comrades, this is a critical moment, and this is related to the collective honor of our archives, and no one can drop the chain at this time. ”

Listening to Hu Guangquan's gushing official tone, Jiang Nan, who had a quick temperament, couldn't help but speak: "Section chief, do you mean that you want us to work overtime?" ”

"yes, that's what I'm talking about!"

Hu Guangquan crossed his eyes, and began to say again: "There must be overtime, no one can escape this, my requirements are meticulous and meticulous, rigorous and rigorous." Uh, by the way, the above has come to the notice, the editor-in-chief of the well-known Lanzhou magazine 'Reading Friends' will personally lead a team to our city, responsible for the in-depth report of archaeological excavation, the first stop is to read and sort out the historical documents related to this archaeology, Jiang Nan, this task will be handed over to you! ”

"Ah, leave it to me!"

Jiang Nan was stunned, pouted very reluctantly, and shirked: "How can I serve such a big editor-in-chief at my level, section chief, or change someone!" ”

"I just said that I can't drop the chain, you can pick it for me now! I'm telling you, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay! ”

was slapped in the face and seriously provoked his authority, Hu Guangquan couldn't hold it on his face, slammed the table twice, watched Jiang Nan shrink his head in fear, then eased up a little, turned his head and explained: "Also, I will temporarily divide the labor, and several working groups in the province will be in charge of Liu Ran and Tong Jun." Guo Huai, Li Min, Zhao and Yu in the city are preparing for this...... That's basically it, let's split up. ”

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, Jiang Nan lay on the table, and muttered with a sad face: "It's over, why did such a chore fall on my head!" ”

He Yi'an, who was on the side, teased heartlessly: "Alas, it's not a big deal, isn't it just to count some historical documents, and I can help you when I go back and don't know something." ”

Jiang Nan's eyes lit up, he quickly got up, and said in a hurry: "Oh, Teacher He, thank you so much, with your great help, I have confidence in my heart, but this matter has made you work hard." ”

He Yi'an smiled bitterly as if he was self-deprecating: "It's okay, didn't you hear, everyone has a job, but I am missing, anyway, I am also an idler now, and Section Chief Hu can't look down on any eye." Hey, it's not empty to find something to do for yourself! ”

"Teacher He, you!"

Looking at He Yi'an's lonely look, Jiang Nan twisted his face and didn't know what to say, He Yi'an smiled indifferently, and said nonchalantly: "Hehe, it's okay!" ”

When a monk hits the clock for a day, He Yi'an has long been accustomed to this kind of replicable work mode, not to mention sadness and joy, repeating the boring rhythm of every day, the brain before going to bed is blank, and recalling what he has gained in the day is basically zero.

After work, He Yi'an, who was mentally empty, returned to the dormitory, looked at the overtime note left by Cheng Jiangshui on the table, smiled sadly, threw it to the side, and then lay on the bed dejectedly, looking at the ceiling with blank eyes, and the day ended like this......

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the breeze is cold.

On this day, the archives ushered in what Hu Guangquan called 'distinguished guests', and the editor-in-chief of the famous magazine "Reading Friends" in the province led a team to enter the archives, which gave this inconspicuous department a flourishing scene for a while.

Early in the morning, Hu Guangquan was dressed in high spirits, his shiny forehead was shining, and he took a few henchmen and staff members early to stand at the gate of the archives to unfold a welcoming posture, and the grand scene was almost on the ground of Tubulaji.

Three brand-new cars suddenly stopped in front of him, Hu Guangquan piled up a greasy smile on his face, stepped forward eagerly to open the door, and then nodded his head and waist. As the car door opened, a smell of high-end perfume rushed to his face, making Hu Guangquan intoxicated, and his small eyes widened and looked directly at the visitor.

I saw that the other party was a fashionable mature woman, a set of red coats shrouded in a delicate figure, a white spring shirt, a turn-neck inlaid with pink lace, black trousers, two pants seams like a knife, black high heels are spotless.

A pair of fashionable sunglasses are lightly carried on the jade-like nose, with silky eyelashes, shaded with bright eyes, and swan-like eyes under the glasses. The three thousand green silk are scalded into rippling waves, scattered on the back of the shoulders and shaved into the shoulders, and the jade steps are all in all directions, highlighting the unique style of professional women.

This should be the "editor-in-chief" who led the team this time.

Hu Guangquan, who was amazed, was stunned for a while, quickly put away the pig brother on his face, and said flatteringly: "Oh, it's really brilliant for our small archive to welcome such a talented girl as the editor-in-chief, please inside, please inside!" ”

The editor-in-chief on the opposite side opened his teeth lightly, and his voice was tactful and light: "Section Chief Hu, you are too awarded, it's all for work!" ”

It's just that it's as beautiful as a flower, and even the voice is so seductive.

Hu Guangquan felt a little drunk for a while, rubbed his palm, beckoned Jiang Nanlai, and said diligently: "It's drip, it's drip, so we have also deployed the best backbone force in the museum to cooperate with your work, during this time, Comrade Jiang Nan will listen to your command, and you can only tell if you have any tasks." Hehe, of course, if there is any complicated work, I have no problem personally going into battle. ”

The editor-in-chief chuckled, and his swaying figure was like a delicate willow dancing in the wind: "That's not necessary, how dare I dare to take your lead as the head of the labor section!" ”

"Hey, it's also our honor to be able to serve the editor-in-chief!"

Hu Guangquan pretended to be unwilling, but his flattering tone was not concealed at all, and led the other party all the way to the archives warehouse, and introduced: "Please here, please here, this is our archive, and the historical materials involved are stored here!" ”

The editor-in-chief's pretty eyes glanced at the rows of file shelves slightly, then frowned, and said hesitantly: "There are so many materials, it must be very troublesome to retrieve, right?" ”

"Alas, how can it be troublesome!"

Hu Guangquan clapped his hands and excitedly introduced: "Our library has a set of its own research and development of the retrieval mode, which is more efficient and faster than that of the Provincial Archives. ”

"Oh, is it? Can it be more efficient than the provincial archives? The editor-in-chief asked suspiciously.

Hu Guangquan nodded frequently, like a chicken pecking rice: "That's for sure, then you can rest assured, come on, come here, please." ”

With Hu Guangquan's guidance, the editor-in-chief took a group of subordinates to bypass the current file shelves, ready to visit in detail, but found that a figure appeared between the adjacent file shelves that she would never forget.

"Ho...... He Yi'an! ”

He Yi'an, who was busy in front of the file shelf, turned around, and when the familiar face that he had never expected came into view, he stood in place dumbfounded, and his trembling lips trembled for a long time before he stumbled and screamed.

"Zheng Ke ......"