The entire office was busy working on manuscripts all morning.
Zhou Changchun not only asked Dong Xuebin to write it, but for insurance, Zhuangzi, Tan Limei and Guo Panwei all had to write another one to satisfy Director Yang.
Dong Xuebin wrote the most firmly. Although he has never met Deputy Director Yang Yizhong, he analyzed from the words of Tan Limei and others that since Deputy Director Yang has such strict requirements on manuscripts, he must be a "literary youth" A person with feelings, so Dong Xuebin tried his best to make his words a little more ethereal and literary. Let him use all the idioms, allusions from ancient and modern times, Chinese and foreign, and all the metaphors and similes that he could use. .
During the lunch break, Dong Xuebin took his hands off the keyboard and nodded with satisfaction at the computer screen.
Okay, it will definitely work this time, Dong Xuebin, Dong Xuebin, now is your chance to show off in front of the leader.
Taking the speech, Dong Xuebin went upstairs to Yang Yizhong's office. As soon as he exhaled, he knocked on the door with confidence.
"Come in."
Dong Xuebin pushed the door open and went in. When he saw Yang Yizhong sitting in the office chair, he was slightly startled. He felt that Deputy Director Yang was different from the "literary youth" he imagined, and was a little rough. However, Dong Xuebin had already preconceived the idea. , thinking that appearance is too deceiving, this girl must be a "literary youth" at heart.
Yang Yizhong looked at him with two thick brows, "Who are you?"
Dong Xuebin replied respectfully: "I am Dong Xuebin, new to the General Office."
"Oh, has the manuscript been written?" Deputy Director Yang stretched out his hand, "... let me take a look."
Dong Xuebin handed him the A4 paper with excitement, and then happily waited for the leader's praise and praise. He had made a great contribution. After returning home, Deputy Director Zhou and several colleagues would definitely look at him with admiration.
But before Dong Xuebin could be happy for three seconds, the speech was thrown back by Yang Yizhong.
"What the hell are you writing about? Huh?" Yang Yizhong's face sank and he patted the table hard: "That doesn't make sense."
Dong Xuebin's face turned green, "Huh?" Why don't you even look at it
Yang Yizhong said loudly: "I said what's going on with your comprehensive office? I'm so confused that you can't even write a simple speech? Especially what kind of topic range do I want you to write about? You can read it again What are you writing about?" He pointed at the first few lines of the manuscript angrily, "Knowing the truth and achieving harmony together, what is this?"
Dong Xuebin snorted and said, "Director Yang, you mispronounced it. That is... knowing honor and shame, and building harmony together."
Yang Yizhong was poked in a sore spot, and he suddenly became furious, "Isn't it okay if I don't know how to read since I was educated in primary school?"
Dong Xuebin is completely confused, am I kidding you? Aren't you a literary youth? Aren’t you very strict about the language of your manuscript? Primary school culture? I asked you to co-author it. Are you not a young scholar but an illiterate
I asked you why you don't like anyone's manuscript. It turns out there are too many words that you don't recognize.
It's broken, it's broken, it's causing trouble.
Dong Xuebin knew that he had offended Yang Yizhong severely, and hurriedly shouted: "BACK"
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The deafening shouts quietly receded.
Only the clock was ticking.
"Who are you?" Yang Yizhong looked at Dong Xuebin.
Dong Xuebin immediately understood the time period he was in at this moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "I am Dong Xuebin, new to the general office."
"Oh, has the manuscript been written?" Deputy Director Yang stretched out his hand and said, "... let me take a look."
How dare Dong Xuebin give it to him? He hid the manuscript behind his back and hurriedly made an excuse, "I'm sorry, Director Yang, I haven't finished it yet. I came here to ask what time will be the latest time I can give you the manuscript in the afternoon?"
Yang Yizhong frowned impatiently: "Didn't I say that the sooner the better?"
"Sorry to bother you, I'll go back and get ready."
Seeing Dong Xuebin open the door and go out, Yang Yizhong got up and lay on the window sill, lighting a cigarette by himself. A few years ago, he worked at a chemical factory in the suburbs of Beijing. Later, he followed the right leader. By chance, he was brought into the system by the leader. His education level was very low, and he didn't know a few words, so he was in the general office. He kept mercilessly knocking back the speech he had given me, without explaining the real reason. How should I put it? Did you say that I graduated from elementary school? Are you saying that my education is low? He couldn't afford to lose that person. Yang Yizhong thought that if no one in the General Office could understand his intentions, he would have to ask a few old subordinates from the Chengdong Branch to write the manuscript at night.
On the other side, on the way back to the office, Dong Xuebin tore up the speech and threw it away. The damn manuscript almost killed me. Fortunately, BACK was here, otherwise I wouldn’t know how I would have died.
Tan Limei and others returned to the General Office after lunch. Seeing Dong Xuebin come in, they asked: "Binzi, how is your writing?"
"Ah, come on, come on."
Guo Shunjie looked at him sarcastically and said to himself that you are quite active. How can you write a manuscript that even us old people can't write
Chang Juan pushed the keyboard irritably, "No, I can't write anymore."
Guo Panwei grabbed his hair and racked his brains.
Tan Limei snorted angrily: "I don't know what kind of manuscript he wants. My writing skills are good enough."
Lao Yan was the only one reading the newspaper leisurely, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Dong Xuebin had no time to chat, so he sat in front of the computer, opened the keyboard, and started typing furiously. This time he really understood Yang Yizhong's intention. There was no obstacle to writing it, idiom? allusion? That's absolutely unacceptable, simile? metaphor? Get as far away as you two can.
straightforward
What I want is for him to be frank
Speech transcript: Hello, fellow leaders, the title of my speech is "Raising the Sail of the Concept of Honor and Disgrace". After writing it, Dong Xuebin felt it was inappropriate and deleted it. No, Deputy Director Yang might not recognize the word "humiliation", so he changed it to "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world." Well, these are familiar words.
Write and write and write, think and think.
Needless to say, this elementary school student's composition is really not that easy to write. The text must be straightforward, but the content must not be straightforward. It is very challenging.
After an unknown amount of time, the office door was pushed open.
"Uh, Director Yang"
"Yang Ju"
Tan Limei, Guo Panwei and others stopped what they were doing, and all of them felt their scalps go numb.
Yang Yizhong's face was as dark as water, "The manuscript hasn't been written yet? It's been a long time?"
Zhou Changchun came out of the small office quickly, "I've finished writing, and I was just about to send it to you. Xiao Tan, Xiao Chang, bring me the manuscript."
Including Zhuangzi and "Er Guo", a total of five speech drafts were written.
Yang Yizhong lowered his eyes and took it, looking at each one quickly, "No... No... This one doesn't work either... What did you write... This one also... It doesn't work..." In the blink of an eye, all five people's speech drafts were PASSed, " I said, Lao Zhou, your General Office doesn’t even know how to write a speech, right?”
Tan Limei, Chang Juan and others bowed their heads and remained silent.
"Director Yang, we..." The first level of the official rank is overwhelming. What's more, Yang Yizhong is several ranks higher than him and has a lot of influence in the system. If he is really dissatisfied with Zhou Changchun, the deputy director's He can't sit still in his position, and he might loosen up one day. So Zhou Changchun really wants to have a good relationship with this new deputy director, but now, not only has the relationship not been good, but it has been messed up.
Zhou Changchun became more and more angry as he thought about it, but he could not lose his temper with Director Yang. He turned his head one by one and looked at Guo Shunjie, Guo Panwei, Chang Juan and others with a dark face. The people under him usually seem to be quite capable, with such positive work attitudes and high enthusiasm for work, but at the critical moment, look, no one can stand up to the challenge.
"Director Yang." Dong Xuebin suddenly pulled out the newly printed A4 paper from the printer, "I've written it."
Guo Panwei glanced at him and thought to himself that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. How dare he rush up at this time? Aren't you looking for someone to scold you
Guo Shunjie groaned in his heart and watched with cold eyes how Dong Xuebin made a fool of himself.
Yang Yizhong had lost confidence in them, stopped talking, and stretched out his hand with a cold face.
Dong Xuebin carefully handed the manuscript to him with both hands, "I don't know if it is to your liking. If it doesn't work, I will change it."
Several colleagues in the General Office sighed inwardly, closed their eyes, and waited for a new round of reprimands.
One minute…
Two minutes…
three minutes…
However, the expected shouts did not come out. After a while, under the stunned gaze of everyone, the cloud on Yang Yizhong's face suddenly dissipated. He raised his right hand and patted the manuscript hard, and actually laughed and said: "Take a good look at it. Haha, this is how your speech should be written."
This unexpected result dumbfounded Guo Shunjie, Zhou Changchun and others.
Yang Yizhong patted Zhou Changchun on the shoulder, "Old Zhou, I think your General Office is still very combat-effective, not bad, not bad." Immediately, Yang Yizhong looked at Dong Xuebin with approval, nodded vigorously and said: "I remember your name is Dong …Dong Xuebin, right? You’re a very nice guy. From now on, I won’t need anyone else to write my manuscripts, so you’ll be responsible for them.”
"Thank you, Director Yang, for trusting me." It's a rare thing to leave an impression on a leader. Dong Xuebin straightened his back and tried his best to show off his spirit.
As soon as Yang Yizhong left, the General Office immediately threw the blame.
Tan Limei was the first to exclaim: "Binzi, what did you write? Why is Director Yang so happy?"
Chang Juan said with a smile: "Our comprehensive office has hidden dragons and crouching tigers."
Guo Panwei looked at him jealously.
Guo Shunjie didn't look good. How could such picky Director Yang be so satisfied? My group of people can't even write more than ten points. What's going on
Dong Xuebin naturally couldn't tell others that Yang Yizhong didn't know many words, otherwise he would be in big trouble if Director Yang knew that he was the one who spread the word, so he just said that Yang Yizhong might like something more straightforward and concise. Word.
After reading the manuscript document saved on Dong Xuebin's computer, everyone understood what "straightforward and concise" meant.
Tan Limei was so impressed that she gave a thumbs up and said: "Bin Zi, you are awesome."
Zhou Changchun didn't expect that the problem would be Yang Yizhong's cultural level. He secretly took a high look at Dong Xuebin's observation skills, and then patted him on the shoulder with admiration, "Good boy, you didn't embarrass our office." Zhou Changchun I feel that what the comprehensive office is lacking now is people like Dong Xuebin who can hold on at critical moments.
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