In fact, in his previous life, Lin Zheng always wanted to leave as soon as he came home.
Couldn't stay at all.
Because traditional and excellent parents will always press for marriage, which is annoying to death.
But my mood is a little different now.
My own experience in my previous life allowed me to understand my parents' painstaking efforts.
I also understand their concerns.
So I don’t think anything of it, just spend as much time as you can with me.
The half year I spent in the hospital in my last life.
Mother serves around every day.
I often wash my face with tears.
Finally, mentally and physically exhausted, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away.
Even now that Lin Zheng thinks about it, his heart feels like a knife.
So even if she keeps nagging or something.
I can accept it myself.
the next day.
When Lin Zhenglin was leaving the house.
My father didn't know where he got himself three boxes of the specialty of his hometown: red oranges.
This thing is indeed a specialty here, and it is very famous.
Sold at home and abroad.
Big, round, red, mainly juicy.
It is said that eating brains can make you smarter. Otherwise, Lin Zheng, a man from a poor background, would not be able to go to college. So this is scientifically proven and proven by practice.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Lin Zheng frowned, seeming to understand but not wanting to understand.
This picture is very familiar.
"Xiao Zheng, take these to feed your boss and colleagues. When you go home for the New Year and go back to work, you can't be empty-handed."
My father expertly packed it with tape and the service was very attentive.
"Dad, you don't need it!"
Lin Zheng's eyebrows stood up, and goosebumps immediately appeared on his body.
This is your normal physiological reaction.
So troublesome!!
Yes, I am afraid of trouble.
And I have always resisted this kind of thing.
"Xiao Zheng, dad has never worked in an outside company, but I know that it should be the same. What society pays attention to in doing things is worldliness. Dad has no future, can't make any connections, and can't help you, so you have to work hard on your own.
point."
Lin Zheng in his previous life would never accept this.
I couldn't listen to my father's words at all. What do you think you, a farmer, know?
This is teaching your son to go astray.
However, what happened to Ding Wancai these few times has happened.
On the contrary, I feel.
Why is it still so unforgettable?
Why is it that even my old father understands the truth, but I don’t understand it after studying for several years?
Many people cannot do dirty things after reading the books of sages.
Lin Zheng does have this bad tendency.
The term nerd has always existed.
But is it dirty to give away specialties?
Whose family doesn’t visit a relative during the Chinese New Year?
Lin Zheng looked at his elderly father, whose head was already covered with white hair.
hesitated for a moment.
Still accepted it.
Take it with you first and then talk about it.
Share it with your colleagues in the class, but you can do it yourself.
But if you want to give it to the leader.
Let’s talk about this again.
This kind of thing is not something you can do if you want to, because it is too difficult.
...
The sky is gray.
Today is the first working day after the New Year.
Lin Zheng got up earlier.
Surprisingly early.
Back to the office at half past seven!
This is the first time since my rebirth that I have come so early.
Because there are three boxes of red and orange.
Want to move here.
This thing is really eye-catching, so it's not easy to bring it in in front of everyone.
It's so scary.
So I had to come early and get settled first when no one was around.
After thinking hard last night, Lin Zheng finally figured it out!
Now that we have all worked so hard to move from home.
I can't finish it myself.
If you don't send it out.
Not just a waste.
He failed to live up to his father’s hard work!
And now that I am no longer alone, it is time for me to make progress for her sake!
So I decided!
Three boxes of red and orange, one box for Mr. Lin, one box for Director Ma, and one box for everyone in the office.
I think this arrangement is very reasonable!
As for why not give it to Mr. Ye?
Lin Zheng also considered this.
The first is that I am not familiar with Mr. Ye, and I cannot see through Mr. Ye. If I insist on sending it over, it may be self-defeating.
The second reason is that Mr. Ye will not be in the company for too long, and Lin Zheng remembers that he will be transferred in a year or two.
Top leaders are still transferred very frequently.
These are all things for later.
Now that I have decided to send it.
Then the gift must be nice.
Lin Zheng was too noble in his last life and felt that he was capable, so he never bothered to do such a thing.
I have no time to do such a thing at this moment.
I still feel a little uneasy.
Because I don’t know how to start.
To know.
Giving gifts is not a simple matter.
The water is quite deep here.
If not handled well.
It's very likely to be counterproductive.
And you give gifts.
Leaders may not just accept it.
How to make leaders accept your courtesy comfortably is a profound and profound knowledge.
I am definitely good at this aspect.
For example, last time Chen Suo from Balu wanted to give fruit to Director Ma, but in the end Director Ma was so secretive that he confiscated it.
Lin Zheng is struggling with this.
Don't make it so difficult that no one can get off the stage.
But then I thought about it again.
Anyway, it’s just a souvenir for myself.
It's not something expensive.
There should be no pressure on leaders!
What's more, I don't want to get any benefits from the leader.
It’s not like asking the leader to do something.
I just hope that the leaders will fish for themselves.
You can be more open to yourself.
That's all.
Therefore, there is no need to consider whether the leader likes it, whether to accept it, and how to accept it.
Even if you are rejected.
Then take it back and eat it yourself.
Think about this.
I feel at ease in my heart.
....
Come early.
No one has come to the entire sixth floor yet.
Very quiet.
In line with your expectations.
Hurry up and act as planned.
Lin Zheng first placed a box of red oranges on the coffee table in the office.
Waiting for colleagues to come back to eat.
Then I found a spare key for the door of Director Ma's office next door in the safe. Usually when Director Ma has something to do, he would ask people in the office to help with approvals, so I put a key here.
Lin Zheng sneaked over and opened the door like a thief!
Put another box of red oranges directly under Director Ma's office chair.
No signature!
This is what Lin Zheng came up with last night after losing sleep.
This is also the most acceptable way for me at this stage.
There is no need for direct contact, there is no need to be too embarrassed, and there is no need to be rejected.
It feels like I used to secretly write love letters to girls when I was studying.
good!
I originally wanted to do the same thing again.
Delivered the last box of red oranges under Mr. Lin's desk.
but!
There may be quite a lot of confidential documents in Mr. Lin's office.
It was actually tightly locked.
Lin Zheng doesn't have the key.
Can't get in.
I really want to break down the door.
In the end there was nothing we could do.
Lin Zheng could only move the last box of red oranges back under his desk.
Hidden carefully.
It’s time to find another time.
...
Eight fifteen!
People in the office are returning to work one after another.
But everyone’s hearts are probably still in the joy of the holidays.
Can't extricate myself.
I came back and said hello to Lin Zheng.
We all sat in front of our computers and played with our phones.
Sister Hua was surprised and asked: "Lin Zheng, it's rare to be so early."
Indeed, Lin Zheng usually just stepped in.
"Haha, I got up early." Lin Zheng replied.
Half an hour passed.
Still no one noticed the box of red oranges on the coffee table.
It made Lin Zheng a little restless.
I feel a little confused.
Do you want to open your mouth and let everyone share it?
It seems too much.
....
"Whose express delivery is this? Why don't you take it? It's blocking the space here."
Sister Hua went out to fetch water.
Finally I found this poor box of unloved red oranges on the coffee table.
So he spoke.
Lin Zheng suddenly became ashamed.
I thought to myself, Father, are you packaging it too well?
Others thought it was a courier.
No wonder no one cares about it.
"Well, that's a box of red oranges I brought from home for everyone to try."
Seeing that the opportunity was good, Lin Zheng quickly stood up and spoke.
As soon as he opened his mouth.
Just found out.
This thing is actually not embarrassing.
It's just something in your own mind.
"Hey, Lin Zheng, you told me earlier. I haven't eaten breakfast yet. I'm starving. Open it quickly. The package is so tight. I thought it was someone's express package. I didn't even say if I had eaten it."
Sister Hua looked happy and urged her.
Of course Lin Zheng came over quickly and tore open the tape carton.
It's better to have people cheering for this than to be left in the dark.
I feel happy in my heart.
"Lin Zheng, is that the legendary Baichuan red orange that is big and round, with tender flesh, red flesh, juicy and sweet, and is very smart to eat, and the skin has beautifying properties?"
Sister Qing also ran over happily.
A look of anticipation!
It seems that Baichuan Red Orange is already famous and famous.
After bragging for many years, it finally paid off.
After all, people like to spread rumors.
"Well, yes, you can taste it, it should be good."
Lin Zheng worked harder to open the boxes and fruits.
The old father is still willing to spend money.
I got myself a few boxes of big, red oranges.
No shame.
However, I also gave 5,000 yuan to my parents for the New Year.
I have no choice and I don’t have any money on hand.
"Lin Zheng, give me one, it looks good."
Ye Ziyong was also attracted and came over to eat.
Of course, Master Guan would not be idle and joined the battlefield.
Only Ding Caizi looked at everyone, wanting to come but not coming.
Finally, Lin Zheng took the initiative to send one over.
He just had a big meal to satisfy his appetite.
So there was a group of people in the office.
The wolf vomits and the tiger swallows!
....
"What are you doing? It's so lively, why don't you have to work?"
Lin Zheng turned around and saw Director Ma walking in with a smile on his face.
My heart immediately skipped a beat.
Thinking of the box of things under his desk.
I don't know if he noticed it or not.
Unless you are blind, you will definitely have discovered it!
"Director Ma, have a taste. The specialty red oranges brought back by Lin Zheng are so watery and so sweet."
Sister Hua still gave Lin Zheng face and tried hard to sell it while eating.
Half of the red oranges have been handed over.
"I don't need it. You just eat. After you're done, get ready to work."
Director Ma waved his hand and glanced at Lin Zheng with a meaningful look.
It seemed that he knew that the box of red oranges was from him.
"Director Ma, right? The Chinese New Year has just ended, so you have work to do so soon?"
Sister Qing wiped her mouth and asked in a low voice.
Others also had headaches.
"There's nothing we can do. Everyone is working. Listen up. Sister Hua, Sister Qing, go get this year's material declaration form and hand it over to me this afternoon."
"All right."
Sister Hua and Sister Qing smiled and signaled.
This is a trivial matter, it’s the same every year.
"Xiao Ding, please write down last year's annual summary, just like last year, just change the data!"
Director Ma said softly.
It’s different from making pie before.
"No problem, Director Ma."
Ding Wancai stood up as usual and patted his chest to assure himself.
The face is rosy.
"Lin Zheng, just now Mr. Ye and Mr. Lin just convened a meeting with our leading cadres and deployed the work plan for the new year. I have distributed it to the group. You can follow it and verify it one by one."
"Oh okay."
Lin Zheng curled his lips.
This work requires a lot of brainpower.
Not easy!
"Also! Lin Zheng, after you finish this, go to the network disk of the bureau, find the video of Mr. Ye and Mr. Lin's speech, listen carefully and slowly, summarize the essence of the leader's speech, and prepare to promote it in the overall situation."
"Okay...Okay, Director Ma."
Lin Zheng agreed with his tongue curled up and his scalp numb.
Something's wrong.
Why are you doing it yourself?
Where is Ye Ziyong?
He doesn’t have to do anything!
Director Ma, is this your godson?
The corners of Ye Ziyong's mouth were rising.
And this dictation summary is not a good job.
Very hard work.
Mr. Lin's speech is okay, just like his body, he is short and sharp, his voice is high-pitched, and he comes from his hometown.
Mandarin is not standard, but I can understand it myself.
Mr. Ye is more troublesome.
His speech is rather long-winded and slender, slightly low-pitched, and he always likes to use some inexplicable "Zhi Hu Zhe Ye" and other classical Chinese to show off his literary talents!
And Mandarin is extremely inaccurate.
Lin Zheng felt his ears swell and hurt every time.
In the end, it doesn't matter, it's all about guessing.