After drinking with Tang Zhenjun all night, Zhang Feng became drunk once in a while.
When he opened his eyes, it was already bright. After rubbing his head as if it was about to explode, Zhang Feng turned his head and looked down before realizing that he stayed in the barracks for the night and slowly closed his eyes. I went through the matter in my mind, and found no loopholes. Then I got up, pulled the slippers, and went into the bathroom to wash.
Sure enough, he came to the provincial military area yesterday, and within five minutes of sitting in Tang Zhenjun’s office, Chen Jingyuan called. Fortunately, he was prepared. Tang Zhenjun dealt with it in a few words and then accompanied him. While drinking and chatting with Tang Zhenjun, he didn't know when he was drunk.
Breakfast is a bowl of white porridge, white steamed buns, and pickled vegetables. This is a habit that Tang Zhenjun has cultivated since he was a child. It has not changed since childhood. It is not for simplicity. Except for breakfast, Tang Zhenjun's meal cannot be separated from meat. If there is no meat, , Can’t get enough to eat anything.
Knowing that Zhang Feng is going to report to the party school today, Tang Zhenjun said: "Anyway, you have a car, so why not live in the military area, and some people will accompany you to drink and chat." Tang Zhenjun's requirements for his subordinates are still very strict, but Zhang Feng has been demobilized, and He has already left the Falcons, so when the two get along, they don't look like superiors or superiors, but more like comrades-in-arms.
Zhang Feng smiled and shook his head: "No, since I'm here, don't be too special. I will come to you when I have time to smoke and drink, as long as you don't bother me."
When Tang Zhenjun heard the words, he laughed and said: "My old face is not worth a few packs of special cigarettes. I want to rub it next time, it's gone!"
Zhang Feng said: "I am not doing this for your old body? Smoking is harmful to your health."
Tang Zhenjun smiled and said, "So, I quit smoking!"
Zhang Feng froze for a moment, and then said: "Quit it, so that people don't worry about your inventory all day long."
After leaving the military area, Zhang Feng drove to the party school to report.
Seeing a Honda car driving directly into the gate of the Party School from a distance, Zhang Feng hesitated, parked the car outside the gate, locked the car, and walked in with the formalities to sign up, because it was the first time to come here. Locally, he still tries to keep a low profile.
In the duty room at the gate, he asked about the location of the registration place. Zhang Feng walked towards the party school with the file bag in his hand. Just after turning two turns, he saw the Honda car that had just driven in parked in a two-story building. In front of the office building, the office building seems to be a little old, although it is intact, it feels extremely dilapidated.
There were more than a dozen people queuing in the corridor on the second floor. Zhang Feng knew that was the place to sign up, so he slowly went up to the second floor with a file bag.
There were more than a dozen people waiting in line, Zhang Feng did not rush to join in the fun, but lay on the fence in the corridor and looked at the layout of the party school. I have to say that this place is really...a bit old, as he imagined. The magnificence of this place is simply too far apart, I am afraid the symbolic meaning here is more important.
But the school is not useless. Although the houses are still old-fashioned blue brick buildings, the environment is quiet, the scenery is pleasant, the trees are lined, and there is a kind of humanistic atmosphere. The office building at the foot is located at the highest point of the school, although there are only two Floor, but you can overlook the whole school, except for the large playground at the back, you can almost have a panoramic view of most of the area.
The crisp horn attracted Zhang Feng’s attention. He looked down and saw that it was the Honda car that was just now. A man with glasses in his early thirties hurriedly went downstairs and ran to the Honda car, bending over to help him. What the person in the car was saying seemed very respectful. Through the gap of the glass window, Zhang Feng could vaguely see the verdant green inside.
He frowned slightly. Although it was only a startling glance, Zhang Feng had already stepped on it. The man with glasses should be just a secretary or a driver. The owner is still in the car, and the delicate green must be Woman.
Shaking his head, Zhang Feng stopped paying attention to the Honda car, and turned around to line up to sign up. After a while, there were only two or three people in the corridor waiting in line, and everyone else went through the formalities one after another and took the keys to clean up the dormitory. Up.
It was not until Zhang Feng that he noticed that in addition to a young officer in charge of registration in the office, there was also a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting on the sofa, spraying clouds and mist, and seemed very leisurely. There was a chattering with the young officer wearing glasses.
Zhang Feng pushed the door in. The young officer just drew a cigarette into his mouth, turned around and said to the person on the sofa: "Chu Chen, this time there is only one quota in your city. I'm afraid that when the training is over, I will go back. Reuse it."
The man on the sofa sighed for a long time, spouting a long string of smoke rings: "Well, maybe you have to go down to the grassroots level."
The young officer said, "Congratulations Chen Chu!"
Zhang Feng waited for a while and found that the two seemed to be addicted to chatting. He ignored himself and couldn't help tapping the table with his fingers.
The young officer turned his head and glanced at Zhang Feng, frowning slightly, "What's the matter?"
Zhang Feng took out the notice and placed it on the table, nodded with his finger, and said, "I'm here to report."
The young officer and the man on the sofa were shocked when they heard the words, glanced at the notice, and immediately changed their attitude: "Huh? Wait a minute, it will be fine." He took the notice from Zhang Feng. , Start the procedures.
The man on the sofa also stood up, walked to Zhang Feng's side, and smiled and passed a flue: "Oh, brother, that's not bad, you're in the ranks so young, where did you go?"
Zhang Feng is also not welcome, and took the flue: "Zhou'an County, but it's only at the department level, and there is still a big way from the department level."
After hearing Zhang Feng’s words, there was a flash of surprise in both of them. The young executives in this period are all at the division level and above, and there is also a deputy hall. What happened to such a regular-level student? child? If you know that there are only 31 places in the province, I haven't heard of any county that can get it. What does this mean? Both of them have changed their tastes.
"Chen Ye, from Linchuan City," stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Feng's hand and said, "Your name, brother? Come here, sit down and have a cup of tea," Chen Ye was quite familiar. Pulling Zhang Feng into the sofa, and personally pouring a cup of tea on the coffee table in front of Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng was a little bewildered with enthusiasm.
"Thank you, Brother Chen, you are too polite," Zhang Feng smiled and sat down and said, "My name is Zhang Feng."
"You're welcome, you're welcome, Brother Zhang, come on, drink some water, it's getting hotter and hotter today." Chen Ye said with a smile, but his eyes secretly gestured to the young officer.