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Never seen this
Yan Bing took Zhang Fengzhang to the third floor, talking and laughing along the way. In just a few minutes, he seemed to be very familiar with Zhang Feng. Among the scattered sentences, he also included a lot of useful information. However, Zhang Feng was unfamiliar with his life, and no matter what he said, he was just unwilling to listen and believe in it. He didn't even know what an abacus was in his heart, but he had a good impression of Yan Bing.
A few steps of work is only enough for Zhang Feng to know Yan Bing’s name, and he also knows that he is working in the municipal party committee office. The rest is not very important. Following Yan Bing, a piece of municipal party committee organization is soon hanging up. Stopped in front of the office of the Ministry of Health, Yan Bing knocked on the door twice, and opened the door without waiting for a response from the inside, "Is anyone there? Who is on duty?"
The head of a forty-year-old bald man stretched out from the office, with a slightly flattering smile on his face, and said, "Oh, it turns out that Secretary Yan came here, so how can you come here in person? What's the matter? Command, just make a call..."
Yan Bing stretched out his hand to stop the bald man's words, and said casually: "I am also passing by. Someone happened to report to the organization department. By the way, I will show a way. Okay, you are busy. I have something to do. Let me go first." He nodded to Zhang Feng too far, but didn't say anything. He turned and left, but Zhang Feng noticed with the corner of his eyes that Yan Bing did not go upstairs, but went back downstairs along the same path.
In other words, Yan Bing actually sent him to the Organization Department specifically, instead of passing by here and taking him over by the way. There are several possibilities. Perhaps Yan Bing already knows his details, or is a momentary enthusiasm. Or maybe there is no reason. In short, no matter what the reason is, it is not what Zhang Feng can guess. At least it will take a while to know, but there is no doubt that Yan Bing has entered Zhang Feng's sight.
The bald man bowed his waist and watched Yan Bing leave, then turned back and sat back at the desk, with the flattering smile on his face instantly closing back: "This is just taking the leave, you should report so soon? Do you come early or late? Oh, I haven't heard that there are still college students who have come here." Zhang Feng's appearance looks a bit too young. It's not the first time someone has graduated as a college student.
Zhang Feng took out his own procedures from his handbag and handed them over, saying: "I'm working in Guan County. This is the registration procedure, which is troublesome."
I heard that it was Guanxian. The bald man was slightly stagnant, and then put the procedures he received aside, and said, "Oh, wait a while, I have some documents to deal with," he said nothing more. Paying attention to Zhang Feng standing by the door, he took out a book from the drawer and turned it over. Zhang Feng's eyes were sharp, but he had already noticed that the book read by the bald man was a best-selling Taiwanese martial arts novel. There was a little sweat on the forehead.
If you see too many weird things, you don’t think it is strange. Zhang Feng is not anxious. He has already come. Can a bald man keep him hanging here? Let’s take a look at what kind of good stuff this grandson holds in his belly. Those who are celebrating the New Year dare to entertain him like this. However, it doesn’t seem to be the case to say that this person embarrassed him for no reason. Zhang Feng believes no one. It will be so boring, there are naturally things he still doesn't know.
He casually pulled a chair next to him. Zhang Feng was not polite. He sat sideways on the chair, and then stretched out his hand to pull a newspaper from the newspaper holder, read it leisurely, and stood at the door waiting? Although Zhang Feng has a good temper, he has not yet reached that point, but he is still a little strange in his heart. From the attitude of the bald man towards Yan Bing, it can be seen that although Yan Bing is young, his identity should not be simple.
If Yan Bing personally delivered it, this bald man still dared to do this, that is to say, either the bald man and Yan Bing were at odds with each other, or there were other grudges, or the bald man was too dumb and thought Yan Bing. It was really just a matter of convenience. A young man like the student in front of him didn't have a half-century relationship. It didn't matter if he didn't offend him. That's why Zhang Feng was hanging out at the door.
Zhang Feng is not a character who is allowed to squeeze casually. Even if he has planned to keep a low profile in his heart, he will not pretend to be a grandson as a mentally retarded person. At most, he will not care about it temporarily. It won't be too embarrassing to go on, otherwise, it won't be enough to be a joke in the future. When has he suffered such an inexplicable loss? Therefore, even though he was reading the newspaper nonchalantly, he didn't know how many thoughts had been transferred in his heart. He became more and more interested in coming to work in Yuguan this time.
The office was divided into an inner and outer room, and Zhang Feng didn't notice it at first. However, when a door that was almost the same color as the wall was suddenly opened, he was a little surprised, and he was still secretly curious about how could it be in the office? There is a secret door inside? There are also colorful wallpapers on the wall. If you don’t pay attention, it’s hard to notice that there is still a door there, but it’s not a secret thing to be able to open it in front of Zhang Feng.
From the inside came a man who looked about 50 years old. He was also a little bit depressed, but he was slightly more decent than a bald man, and the few remaining locks of hair were all smooth and shiny, obviously using a lot of money. Thinking about it, he is not an ordinary person to be able to pay attention to appearances like this. Sure enough, before Zhang Feng can react, the bald man has stood up numbly: "The leader..."
With a slight movement in my heart, Yan Bing had already heard that the head of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee was named Long. The title of a bald man made Zhang Feng understand the identity of the person in front of him. Long Buzhang, the director of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee, because his real name coincided with The position is homophonic, so no one of his subordinates dared to call the head of the municipal party committee face-to-face. They all called it "Leader", and Minister Long readily responded. Zhang Feng already knew when he went upstairs.
Long Buzhang frowned slightly, paused when he glanced over Zhang Feng, then looked at the bald man, and said in a low voice, "Where are the districts and counties below?" Without waiting for the bald man to respond, He turned his gaze to Zhang Feng casually again, and said, "Is something? Which unit?" Although the words sounded casual, the taste of scrutiny in his gaze was not at all boring.
Zhang Feng couldn't think about it, stood up and said, "Zhang Feng, go to Guanxian to work, and report today."
Long Buzhang was stunned when he heard the words, a smile appeared on his face immediately, and he nodded faintly, and said, "You are Zhang Feng? Well, yes, Xiaolu, help with the procedures and let Deputy Minister Luo. Please take a hard time. By the way, I will remind you the districts and counties that have not yet sent the materials."
That is to say, a little polite, Long Buzhang did not show the slightest affection or indifference to Zhang Feng. It was just an official attitude. If you really want to talk about it, there is still a little formulaic indifference, although the two It's a big difference, but this indifferent attitude still makes Zhang Feng feel weird in his heart. What kind of person has he never seen? On the contrary, what happened today made his mind a little clearer.
Hearing Long Buzhang calling the bald man "little deer", Zhang Feng couldn't help but want to laugh, especially when he saw the bald man behave like a pug, he felt a bit of contempt in his heart, but it was superficial. It didn't reveal the slightest. Perhaps this is also the way for a bald man to survive. Otherwise, it is impossible to sit in this office. It seems that at least it is a small section chief.
Long Buzhang turned and went back to the suite, and then he closed the door with his hand. The bald man did not delay any more this time. He quickly helped Zhang Feng complete the formalities and told him that Luo Yingtian, the Deputy Director of the Organization Department, would send it off when he returned. He went to Guanxian to take office and asked him to leave his contact information, or come to the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee at any time to wait for notice. Minister Luo will naturally make arrangements if he has time.
Zhang Feng was shocked by the way of doing things by the Organization Department of Yuguan City, but he endured a few more questions, and the answer was that Zhang Feng could even go to Guanxian first. Anyway, he has already announced his position. After that, it only needs to take office. People from the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee only need to read out the appointment documents. They don't have to go with them. It's the same if they wait until they contact again.
Leaving his paging number, Zhang Feng came out of the building run by the municipal party committee and stayed there. He was afraid that he would not be able to help but go crazy. What kind of stuff was this? Put it in Xinyang City, no, even Zhou’an County. I'm afraid I would have to roll up and go home early, and I became more admired by Yuan Hongbing's original choice. For such a place, because of how he liked it, he rushed over and took his life.
Did not go to the small hotel last night to suffer. Zhang Feng plans to change to a more formal hotel. Now that he has reported, he will go to a guest house or a restaurant. Thinking of last night’s haggis soup and that interesting proprietress, With a slight movement in his heart, Zhang Feng turned and walked towards the night market. It is one of the most prosperous areas in the city. There are many hotels and guesthouses nearby. If you can't walk at night, you can still go out.
As soon as Zhang Feng left the municipal party committee building with his forefoot, in the office of the Organization Department, the bald man called Xiaolu rushed to the suite to report: "Leader, that person has already left. When will Vice Minister Luo inform ?"
Long Buzhang leaned on the sofa, holding a large martial arts novel in his hand. He was reading with gusto, but when he heard the words, he stuffed the book behind his butt, and answered the unspoken question: "Yan Bing just came. Ever? Did you say anything?"
The little deer hung his waist and said: "The boss's magical power has increased greatly. I know that Secretary Yan has been here before sitting inside... Well, I just took the surname Zhang over to report, and didn't say anything. The two seemed to have just met by chance. There won’t be any connection, otherwise, with Yan Bing’s temperament, I wouldn’t have turned away indifferently, so I didn’t pay much attention to Zhang, who was directly appointed by the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee..."
Long Buzhang said, "Huh?" He stopped Xiaolu's grumble, but his expression was somewhat suspicious: "When did Yan Bing be so kind?"
After a pause, seeing that Xiaolu didn't seem to come over, he couldn't help raising his brows: "Yan Bing left here, did he go downstairs or upstairs?"
Xiaolu smiled and said, "Secretary Yan still gave a stack of materials in his hand. Ninety-nine percent of them went to the general office on the first floor to find He Min for printing. How could he go upstairs, of course..." If Xiaolu still doesn't understand Long Buzhang Meaning, the mind was caught by the door. Zhang Feng could meet Yan Bing. Needless to say, the two met on the first floor. It was obvious that Yan Bing specially sent Zhang Feng up, so what happened there
Long Bu let out a sigh of relief, and said, "You make arrangements. I will personally send Zhang Feng to Guanxian to take office tomorrow, so that He Ji can be smart."
Xiao Lu was a little dazed when he heard the words, but did not hesitate. After bending over to respond, he turned and went out. Long Buzhang frowned and went silent for a moment, then returned to the desk and fetched out of the drawer. My eldest brother looked up the phone book, found a number and dialed it out.
At the entrance of the Comprehensive Office on the first floor of the Municipal Party Committee Building, Yan Bing came out with a serious face. Behind him is a young and beautiful girl who looks twenty-three or four-year-old, with her hair hanging softly on her shoulders, but her face is full. With a helpless look, holding the document still in Yan Bing's hand, he only listened to Yan Bing's repeated instructions: "This is a manuscript that Bai*** is waiting to use, so you have to hurry up. Don’t let me sit on wax..."
After waiting for Yan Bing to go out, the young woman behind her stopped suddenly, and then she closed the office door with a "clang", and a clear voice came from behind the door: "You go early, maybe it's almost done right now. Up!"
Yan Bing's body standing at the door stiffened slightly, but then there was a smile on his face. He slowly shook his head, and then deliberately said, "He Min, then I'll come and pick it up later, if it's done early. , You can bring it up in person..." He smiled and said: "I'll talk about the evening, and I will pick you up at that time!"
There were a lot of people coming and going in the corridor, and they couldn’t help showing weird looks when they saw it, and some even couldn’t help laughing out loud, but Yan Bing didn’t care at all, turned around and walked away staggeringly. However, I took another dedicated stairway and went directly to the top floor. It is also the only floor in this office building that has elevators. There are only two offices on this floor. One is for the municipal party committee and the other is a small meeting room for the municipal party committee. .
When Yan Bing arrived on the top floor, his expression disappeared immediately. He paused at the entrance of the municipal party committee office, tidyed up his collar, patted the non-existent dust on the bottom of his shirt, and then gently He knocked on the door, then slowly pushed it open, entered the office lightly, and said to Bai Zhongwu who was standing in front of the window and looking at the street outside: "Bai ***, the things you ordered have been done."
Bai Zhongwu let out a "um" and said, "What's your impression?"