Mu Jun took over this report and summarizing the text work, and no one showed any surprise or surprise. It was originally expected that such a highly educated talent came to Dakou Township and did not allow him to use his high education and high culture skills. It would not be as simple as just a talent. It would make the superiors feel that the leaders in Dakou Township were short-sighted and no one could do such stupid things.

With the most important work in Dakou Township at hand, the office suddenly became quiet. Whether it was off duty or not, the chat and fucking situation disappeared. In addition to leaving someone who could help Mu Jun retrieve information at any time, he would either read books and newspapers and not make any noise during working hours, or go to other offices to fuck Liu Guang at this moment.

As for Liu Ziqi, he only paused twice in front of the office door, watching Mu Jun sitting near the door coldly (usually the treatment of new employees). His eyes were shy and his eyes were a little resentful the second time. I think he learned from a certain channel that Secretary Liu was very interested in the content of Xiao Mu's report center.

It was once described as a college entrance examination as a single-plank bridge that was a bit biased. In this country, a real single-plank bridge that crossed a single-plank bridge is the road of officialdom. Not to mention the higher level, only the provincial and ministerial level, many cadres can only look up to the whole life and do not even have the qualification to touch the edge; many promising people in heaven are rejected and fall on the road of struggle. Liu Ziqi is just an insignificant member of these thousands of troops. The inevitable price of success on this road is to become the target of jealousy and hated by others, and even encounter hostile attacks that you feel incredible at a certain moment. There is only one reason. The road is only so wide. If you are walking, you will inevitably block the people behind, and it will inevitably make the people behind uneasy, and eventually turn into hatred, cruel, and hostile attitude.

The grandfather Zhuo Xuan, who is engaged in political research on party history, did not think that he had broken his wings early in his career, and the theoretical knowledge he had mastered over the years was the top in China. He once told Mu Jun that if you do not have a certain tolerance and tolerance, it is impossible to become an outstanding official, let alone become an outstanding politician.

In this regard, Mu Jun was deeply touched by the process of integrating into society little by little, and he felt the taste more and more. He had no intersection with Liu Ziqi except for one or two greetings. Is his eyes unreasonable? It is because the word Mu Jun represents highly educated talents, and highly educated talents are likely to threaten his status.

After three days, Mu Jun deliberately delayed it. At the same time, in order to take this opportunity to use the "Shangfang Sword" to get more detailed contact with some confidential information from the village, and obtain more real data to record it in his mind. After having a certain degree of detailed understanding of the entire Dakou Township, he sorted out some reports that were suitable for leaders to use official language loopholes and sent them to Liu Guang's office.

In fact, this report is very simple. It is nothing more than to downplay the shortcomings of economic construction and to slightly magnify the actual policies called by the state on the basis of Dakou Township. Grasp the central example, downplay the main drawbacks, erase the attitude of taking credit, and make the magnification as straightforward as possible. The magnification also seems reasonable and well-founded. The whole report is more stable and suitable for Dakou Township, which is not very popular in the eyes of the leaders of the county party committee and county government. It will not steal the limelight of some towns with rapid economic development, nor will it be criticized. After all, there is more than a backward township in Dakou Township in Dianyu County. With this report and the actual data mixed in it, Dakou Township will be able to pass it in a proper manner and make a verbal praise.

Liu Guang was happy when he saw it. He wanted to suppress his emotions but did not suppress it. He smiled and praised Mu Jun a few words. When he left in the afternoon, he deliberately went to Mu Jun’s office and stood at the door with his hands in his arms. With everyone’s cautious and respectful response, he praised Mu Jun in front of everyone. Although it was a simplicity of praise, Mu Jun became a new celebrity among the township party committee and government. It can be seen that Secretary Liu was really satisfied, so he would come to praise him specifically.

Some good people shouted that Mu Jun would treat him, saying that his future was bright and he would not be able to kill him a few more times now, so he would have no chance in the future.

Mu Jun, who is a newcomer, does not lack the ability to communicate with people. He is the president of the Student Union at Fudan University. He joined the Student Union in his freshman year. He served as the director of the business department in his sophomore year and the president of his junior year. In fact, he does not lack the ability to practice in society. Especially after a year of serving as the director of the business department, he recruited sponsorships to run companies. He is very familiar with the appropriate relationships. After a day or two, he got to know all about his colleagues in an old vegetable shop in the village and enhanced his feelings. Faced with such jokes, he did not care much about his salary, so he naturally nodded and agreed.

"I haven't been promoted yet, so I'm in a hurry to treat you." Liu Ziqi mocked her in the face of the invitation, ignored this.

Hu Jiumei came uninvited, which also added a bit of leadership to the small party. Although everyone didn't look down on her in their hearts, they were very respectful to her. On the surface, they respected her very much. They invited her to dinner and toasts were in accordance with the order. Fortunately, Hu Jiumei was cheerful and had good popularity in terms of face. She had no embarrassment in a meal, and she drank a lot of wine. A group of people who played with her were running to the karaoke hall again under the arrangement of Liu and Li. Mu Jun thought that Sister Zhou and Aunt Qiao, who had a family and children, would refuse, but he still underestimated the relatively generous and leisure life of some public officials in the countryside. He just called his home, and they were all colleagues and fellow villagers, so naturally no one would worry.

Alcohol training during college played a role. Mu Jun, who drank more than half a pound, washed his face and woke up a lot. He continued to have fun with everyone in the noisy music and not very beautiful singing.

When we arrived at the karaoke bar, the identity of this group of people began to show their role. Many other private rooms came to toast, and gave wine, drinks and fruit trays. It was very lively and it took more than half an hour to calm down. A group of close ministers who dominated the princes, not to mention the businessmen and sellers in Dakou Township, the leaders of small units had to flatter each other. Only then did Mu Jun know that everyone was not going to continue to kill him, but knew very clearly that the private rooms in the hotel could not be disturbed. When we arrived here, the "price" of being disturbed was that we could not pay the bill, and it was almost the same if we queued up to pay the bill.

The role of power is everywhere.

"Come on, Xiao Mu, dance."

The lights in the box were dimmed in a lot, and elegant dance music was played. The people present were far less interested in dancing than social dance.

Hu Jiumei was drunk too much, and Mu Jun frowned and supported his body with his hands.

"Xiao Mu..." The voice was low, and Hu Jiumei put her head to Mu Jun's ears, and a smell of alcohol and a faint perfume came over.

"Director Hu, you have drunk too much, I will help..."

"Call me Sister Hu."

"Uh..." Mu Jun hesitated. The reason for his hesitation was that he didn't want to offend such a pillow-side wind, especially now, if there is still, then he wants to know what she is going to do?

"Well, don't go with Zhang Dahai, Ma Defu and the others... they are too close..." The sudden words made Mu Jun stunned. He lowered his head to look at Hu Jiumei who seemed to be drunk. He saw the other party raised his head, with a cunning splendor in his eyes. He hugged Mu Jun's hand, slowly slid down, and put his head on his shoulder and murmured: "I will help you."

My uncle, I have been taken a day when someone is regarded as a novice!

The lights were on, and Hu Jiumei's actions had not continued. Mu Jun's expression was neither happy nor sad, but he was scolding in his heart. His fists were clenched under his sleeves. Perhaps, he was not suitable for this path. If he had followed his personality in college, he would have hit his fists long ago, although he never hit women.

At the end of the song, everyone left. At around ten o'clock, everyone left the scene. There were only a few street lights left in the townships and streets. When the karaoke hall doors were out, the ladies were all sent by the way. Only Hu Jiumei and the little marquis with braids. Mu Jun took the initiative to walk to the little marquis and said, "I'll send you back?"

"Ah? Well..." He was startled at first, and then his cheeks, which were already a little burgundy, made him blush even more. He responded in a low voice, which made people around him continue to habitually joke about the young people.

Hu Jiumei narrowed her eyes, waved her hand and walked away first, turned around and took out the turn off the phone from her bag, turned on, and sent Mu Jun once. Ten minutes later, her eyes gradually became cold and gloomy, and she murmured: "I don't know how to lift up." She turned around and walked towards the third floor of the residential building that would not be inhabited on weekdays.

The street lights were dim and silent. Some of the shops that were still open were either restaurants or karaoke bars, mixed with one or two hair salons and massage parlors. Everyone knew exactly what they were doing. It was not that Mu Jun had no place to send a page back, but he guessed that the person who called the pager said that the women in towns who could be released were as fierce as tigers and were truly unrestrained. Hu Jiumei was too brave. If you offend him, you should offend him, a clown.

The night wind was gentle, and he sent Xiao Hou home all the way. Mu Jun had not lost his demeanor. He took the initiative to put his coat on her on the road, but it was limited to this. Xiao Hou was shy and did not speak, so he did not speak. It was not that he had no intention, but that he did not feel it. He said it more lightly, and the taste was still in the clouds. To put it bluntly, this Xiao Hou could not even touch Mu Jun's eyes, whether it was his personality or external things. The key was his personality. Being well-behaved and obedient does not mean cowardice.

Walking in the empty streets, the cold wind rushes toward your body. Mu Jun is not addicted to smoking. A wisp of smoke that was quickly dispersed by the wind spewed out of his mouth, his eyes blurred.

The crime of possessing a treasure!

Talent, appearance.

Where there are people, there are countless inevitable factors that can become hostile relations.
Chapter completed!