on Monday.
In the morning, the temperature has been cooler these two days.
Dong Xuebin was sitting in the office of the Guangming Street Office. He quickly handled the work at hand, and then stared out the window in a daze. After repairing the car and returning to Nanshan District with Geng Yuehua at noon yesterday, Dong Xuebin fell asleep on the sofa for a long time when he got home. After opening his eyes and waking up, he felt a little absent-minded and couldn't help but think in his mind. I can't hold it back when I think of Mayor Yuehua.
Well, make a call.
Dong Xuebin dialed Geng Yuehua, beep beep, the call went through.
"Hello, Yuehua District Chief, I'm Xiao Dong."
Geng Yuehua's harsh tone sounded, "What's the matter?" "
"Oh, it's nothing. Ahem, I just wanted to ask if the injury on your leg is better? Is it still inflamed?"
Her voice turned cold, "..." Are you being too lenient? "
"It's not that I care about it. Why don't I care about you? You were bitten by a snake because of me, so..."
"You have some free time! Finish the work in your office first!" Beep beep, the other party hung up the phone unilaterally.
Dong Xuebin put down his cell phone helplessly and looked at his attitude. Oh, what is this
He thought for a whole day but couldn't understand Geng Yuehua's mentality. He went to bed with him in a daze. Afterwards, it was as if nothing happened. He changed at any time and returned to the original relationship. What does this mean? If you want to say that we won’t be in contact with each other from now on, then you can give me a pleasant word. If you said that last night was a misunderstanding and nothing happened, wouldn’t you understand, buddy? But what about you? Don't say anything, don't mention anything, how can you let me figure it out? I can't even think about it. Isn't this causing trouble for me? Huang Xuebin is a very serious person. The more things he can't think clearly, the more he has to think about them. He can't help but want to figure them out, otherwise he won't be able to sleep.
Dong Dong, someone knocked on the door.
Dong Xuebin raised his head and said, "..." Please come in. "
As soon as her head was revealed, Wang Yuling, the director of the office, walked in sideways and said with a smile: "Director."
"Yuling, come in." Dong Xuebin was very polite, "How is An Shishu Keji's health?"
Wang Yuling closed the door and said: "The wound healing is not ideal, but it is much better than the past few days, and the condition has probably stabilized."
"That's good." Dong Xuebin nodded, "By the way, is something okay?"
Wang Yuling blinked and said with a smile: "Director, do you have time tonight?"
Dong Xuebin was startled and joked: "At night? Haha, what's wrong? You want to treat me to dinner? Aren't you afraid that your boyfriend will be jealous?"
Wang Yuling's face turned red, "No, there is a dance at the district committee tonight, let me do it. I want to see if I have the honor to be your dance partner. You are so popular, I'm afraid someone will snatch it up, so I want to make an appointment with you first." ”
Dong Xuebin couldn’t laugh or cry, am I still popular? Nonsense! Now it's too late for others to hide from me!
After listening to Wang Yuling talk about the dance in detail, Dong Xuebin realized that there were activities similar to those in Yantai County in Nanshan District, but Xiang Daofa from Yantai County was very keen on it and organized it once a week, while in Nanshan District it was There is a dance party for middle-level cadres only once a month. It doesn't matter whether you attend or not. There is no need to force it, but every time the district committee secretary and district chief will definitely go to one of them. This kind of occasion is also a good place to build relationships with the leaders. After all, it is Leisure time outside of work is helpful for communication. This time, Wang Anshi, secretary of the district committee, was ill, and 80% of the people at the dance were the mayor of Yuehua District.
Dong Xuebin thought about it and agreed, "Okay, what time will it be tonight?"
"Seven thirty." Wang Yuling said with a smile: "Then it's settled, I'll wait for you tonight?"
"Haha, okay."
"Then I'll go back first, you're busy."
"Go ahead and see you tonight."
The reason why Dong Xuebin agreed was because he did not treat Wang Anshi when he was ill. Dong Xuebin felt that there was a small grudge between him and Wang Yuling. It was not a big deal, but it could not be ignored. This time it was just right. Taking advantage of the opportunity to relax and ease, secondly, after the massacre in front of him, Dong Xuebin has been isolated by most of the cadres and leaders in Nanshan District. Dong Xuebin needs to go and take a look at the situation. The third point, of course, is Yuehua. The district chief was there, and Dong Xuebin wanted to continue to explore her attitude.
It's around 7pm.
Dong Xuebin adjusted his mood and drove to the ballroom of the District Committee Guest House in a good mood.
Outside, waves of familiar faces came in one after another. There were cadres from the Cultural Bureau, leaders from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and people in charge of the sub-district offices. Some came alone, and some came with their families. It was quite lively.
"Has the Yuehua District Chief arrived?"
“I just went in and didn’t see it.
"Wrong, Lao Chen, are you here with your sister-in-law?"
"Haha, yes, where are my siblings? Why didn't you see them?"
"She was doing homework with her children and didn't come over."
Familiar leading cadres all said hello one after another, but when they saw Dong Xuebin approaching from a distance, some turned around and left, while others pretended not to see him and continued chatting. Now, who among the entire Nanshan giants doesn’t know that Dong Xuebin has offended both Wang Anshi and Geng Yuehua? And it’s the kind of offense that leaves no room for relief, so the situation was exactly the same last time when Dong Xuebin went to the district government for a meeting. Unless there was a forced communication at work, no one dared to chat with Dong Xuebin in private for fear of getting into trouble. Upper body.
Dong Xuebin didn't take it seriously and walked straight forward without squinting.
"Director!" Wang Yuling, who was not far away, was wearing a yellow floral dress and waved to Dong Xuebin cheerfully, "Are you here?"
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "So early? Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No, I just arrived, shall we go in?"
"Okay, let's go."
As soon as the door opened, first there was a blast of air conditioning, which was cool and refreshing, and then there were lively crowds and wafting music. The dance had not yet started and the main leaders had not arrived. Dong Xuebin and Wang Yuling found a corner to sit down and chatted while drinking drinks. Shen Fei, the executive director of the district, Pan Zhengyi, director of the Investment Promotion Bureau, Chu Qinghua, director of the Ping An Street Office, and Dong Xuebin saw many acquaintances.
Ten minutes passed.
Dong Xuebin smiled and raised his chin, "Yuling, you shouldn't let me be your dance partner today. Look, everyone is avoiding our table."
"No la.
"Wang Yuling laughed dryly and looked around.
Dong Xuebin smiled and said nothing more.
Wang Yuling had noticed it early. The other cadres were very busy. Everyone was chatting happily and walking around, but no one came to their small table at all. Some of them just stayed away when they saw Wang Yuling. He said hello or just nodded, obviously not wanting to have anything to do with Dong Xuebin, and also ignored Wang Yuling, the niece of the district committee secretary, which shows what kind of image Dong Xuebin is in everyone's mind. .
"Director, Yu Ling." A female voice came from behind.
Dong Xuebin looked back and saw Zhou Yanru and her husband arriving.
It stands to reason that Zhou Yanru's level is not high enough for this kind of middle-level cadre dance. However, because not every Nanshan District cadre comes, and sometimes there are not many people, the boundaries of the dance are not particularly clear.
Wang Yuling chuckled, "Sister Yanru, are you here?"
Dong Xuebin stood up politely, nodded to Sister Zhou, then reached out and shook hands with Sister Zhou's lover. "Coming?" Shall we sit together? "
Sister Zhou's lover looked older than Zhou Yanru and wore glasses. When he saw Dong Xuebin, he immediately held his hands tightly and said, "Director Dong, I never had time to thank you. My daughter went to school. Thank you very much." ”
"It's a small matter, don't be polite." Dong Xuebin said: "How is Chengcheng doing lately?"
Zhou Yanru smiled and said: "Okay, I will talk about Uncle Dong to you and me every day, haha."
Dong Xuebin gave in. "Stop standing, sit down and talk." "
Wang Yuling couldn't hold it back anymore, and she had a very good relationship with Zhou Yanru. As soon as they sat down, they chatted about women. Dong Xuebin and Sister Zhou smiled at each other, gave each other a cigarette, and then started talking to each other.
Finally, at half past seven, the ballroom suddenly went silent.
Dong Xuebin and the others also subconsciously stopped talking and looked sideways.
"District Chief Yuehua."
"District Chief Geng."
I saw a beautiful figure walking in from the door. It was Geng Yuehua. She was dressed a little more casually than usual today, wearing a women's white shirt with flower edges, light brown casual trousers, and stockings. , black high-heeled shoes, looking neat, and the pace is also very powerful.
Secretary Ma Li said something next to Geng Yuehua, and Geng Yuehua waved his hand.
Ma Jian found a microphone and announced the start of the dance for Geng Yuehua. On such occasions, District Chief Yuehua rarely spoke up.
Music starts.
Many people walked onto the dance floor and danced with their partners.
At Wang Yuling's invitation, Dong Xuebin also pinched her finger and entered the dance floor, but his eyes were not here. Instead, he secretly glanced at the Yuehua District Mayor to see if she was paying attention to him. What made Dong Xuebin smile bitterly was that Geng Yuehua was sitting at a long table expressionlessly, holding a drink in his hand and sipping gently, his eyes falling on the dance floor without even looking at Dong Xuebin.
Are you being pretentious
"Director, what are you looking at?" Wang Yuling said while dancing.
Dong Xuebin said, holding her waist and saying: "District Chief Geng, why is no one invited?" Logically speaking, Geng Yuehua should dance the first dance first, right? Why did you jump directly
Wang Yuling smiled, "You don't know? District Mayor Yuehua has never danced. He did before, and he does now. He has been in Nanshan District for seven or eight years. He has never danced once. I don't know if he can't dance or something." Anyway, I don’t know when it was, but no one dared to invite me. District Chief Yuehua declined every time, and he would not be able to lose face even if he invited me.”
"Not once?"
"Not once."
"Oh, that's how it is."
No wonder everyone calls Geng Yuehua the black-faced district chief. He is so unkind outside of work!