"Zhang Weidong!" Zhang Weidong had only taken two steps when a long-lost familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.
Zhang Weidong turned around quickly when he heard this. Not far away stood a man with a few silver strands in his hair. It was his former class teacher Guo Zhenghe. Standing with Guo Zhenghe was a man who was similar in age to Guo Zhenghe.
man, but Zhang Weidong did not know him.
"Teacher Guo." Zhang Weidong couldn't help shouting in surprise when he suddenly saw his long-lost head teacher, and then hurriedly went up to him and held his hand tightly with both hands.
"Sure enough, it's you. You've grown a lot taller than before. I almost didn't dare to recognize you." Teacher Guo looked Zhang Weidong up and down and said with a smile.
"Of course, I was only fifteen years old when I graduated, and I was still growing." Zhang Weidong said with a smile.
"That's it, that's it, eight years have passed in the blink of an eye." Teacher Guo couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
"Teacher Guo, isn't this the famous student Zhang Weidong you often mention?" the man standing with Guo Zhenghe said with a smile.
"Yes, I went to high school at the age of twelve, went to Dongfang University at the age of fifteen, graduated with a doctorate at the age of twenty-three and became a university teacher. It's pretty awesome, old money!" Guo Zhenghe said proudly and happily.
"Haha, the teacher taught me well." Zhang Weidong said modestly.
"Haha! What a good boy, you have indeed set an example for others. Your speech is different from before. Weidong, let me introduce to you. This is my old classmate Qian Fuxi, who now works in the County Education Bureau." Guo Zhenghe
He patted Zhang Weidong on the shoulder and smiled.
"When I work in the county education bureau, I just drive for the leaders. I can't compare with you senior intellectuals!" Qian Fuxi said with a smile.
"Be humble. Driving for a leader is the person next to the leader. If there weren't so many leaders here today, our leader wouldn't bother to greet you, and it wouldn't be my turn to greet you," Guo Zhenghe said.
"That's because the leader has a lot of face, not because of me." Qian Fuxi smiled and waved his hands, but his face was obviously more cheerful.
"Haha, the leader's reputation also means that you have a reputation." The person carrying the sedan chair carried the person. For the sake of the class teacher's face, Zhang Weidong smiled and flattered him casually.
Zhang Weidong is a doctor and a university teacher. His words are quite weighty. Hearing this, Qian Fuxi smiled brightly, but he waved his hands and said humbly: "I can't compare with your university teachers. I can't compare. That's right.
, Dr. Zhang, I just saw you chatting with Secretary Liu of your town, are you familiar with Secretary Liu?"
"It's not bad." Hearing this, Zhang Weidong subconsciously looked towards Liu Shengnan. At this time, she, the director of the County Education Bureau and the school leaders were accompanying County Magistrate Dong to inspect the school.
"Lao Guo, you are looking far away from the near. Since Dr. Zhang knows Secretary Liu, it is just right for you to ask him to go away. This is much better than leaving it to me!" Qian Fuxi looked at Guo Zhenghe after hearing this.
Guo Zhenghe couldn't help but blush slightly when he heard this, and said: "Weidong has only been working for half a year. This is not appropriate. I would like you to help me inquire more."
Hearing this, Qian Fuxi showed a very subtle expression on his face. He was a little embarrassed and a little proud. When he was studying, Guo Zhenghe was an excellent student, but he was a troublemaker. Later he became a teacher, and he became a troublemaker.
The driver. But now looking back, he was an excellent student in the past. The later teacher had to ask him, the former troublemaker, and the later driver asked someone to find connections for help.
Don't take up the porcelain job without diamonds. If it were Zhang Weidong in the past who heard this, he wouldn't dare to interrupt. But things are different now. Since the teacher is in trouble, and it happens to happen, Zhang Weidong has to intervene anyway.
Ask.
"Tell me what's going on, Teacher Guo. Maybe I can help." Zhang Weidong asked.
Hearing this, Guo Zhenghe hesitated and hesitated, but Qian Fuxi had already spoken: "Lao Guo's son used to drive for the army leaders in the army, but now he has retired and can't find a suitable job for a while.
, I want to ask me to find some connections, and see if I can get a steering wheel in an education bureau or government agency like me. But these days, if you have to hold a steering wheel for a leader, it is a popular job, and many people may not be able to break their heads.
I can grab it. In the past, Director Zhang of our county's transportation bureau was in charge of four-wheelers, so he was pretty good. But he had only retired for two years, and one of his nephews had also retired from the army. He wanted to recruit him.
The county party committee acted as the driver, and it took a lot of effort to get it in. So this is difficult to handle. Dr. Zhang, if you have a way, please help your teacher. He has been an honest person all his life.
, and he has no ambition, so this son is the only one he has to worry about."
After saying that, Qian Fuxi looked at Zhang Weidong, a little expectant and a little bit like watching a drama. If Zhang Weidong can help solve the problem of his old classmate's son, that would of course be a good thing. If not, Qian Fuxi will help solve this problem in the future.
Once the matter is settled, the weight and the face will naturally be different. If you take a step back, there is an excuse for not being able to handle it in the future. After all, even a university teacher and someone who knows Secretary Liu can’t handle it!
Seeing that Qian Fuxi had already spoken, Guo Zhenghe could no longer coyly take out a squarely folded newspaper from his pocket. There was an article circled in red pen on the newspaper.
It is a report about a good driver, Guo Shijun, who saved a patient while driving.
Guo Shijun is Guo Zhenghe's son, and Zhang Weidong also knows him. When he was in high school, Guo Shijun happened to be in junior high school. He looked a bit gentle, and he was similar to Guo Zhenghe, but he didn't like studying as much as his father.
"Weidong, Shijun drove a car for the leaders in the army, and his performance was very good. But now veterans like him are not arranged to solve jobs. He has no special skills except driving, so I thought about it and gave him
I'll find a job that's as stable as old money. I'll be safe and sound. I'll find a wife in a few years. I won't have anything to worry about in this life. If you can really help me by saying a few words, you'll see.
I’m trying to save the teacher’s face, but if it’s not convenient for me to speak, that’s okay, the teacher will think of other ways.” Guo Zhenghe pointed to the article circled in red pen and said.
"Teacher, what you said is out of context. Shijun and I have been friends for a long time. He is looking for a job now. I will always help if I can. So, don't worry, I will do it now.
Make a call and ask." Zhang Weidong said hurriedly. Now Zhang Weidong is somewhat open-minded. The general environment is like this. Sometimes relationships that should be left have to be left. Otherwise, they can only watch a good person like the teacher beg for help.
Grandpa sued grandma.
Guo Zhenghe thought that Zhang Weidong would be embarrassed for a while. After all, he had only been working for half a year. Besides, the profession of teacher seemed to be aloof, but in fact it did not have any real power. If people respect you, they may give you some face, but if they don't respect you, you will be nothing.
Guo Zhenghe knows this well after being a teacher for so many years. However, Guo Zhenghe did not expect that Zhang Weidong would immediately agree to call him. He could not help but hold Zhang Weidong's hand tightly with excitement on his face and said: "Really?"
!Thank you so much, Wei Dong."
Zhang Weidong smiled and patted the back of the teacher's hand and said: "You are my teacher, so you should help me."
Guo Zhenghe's face was filled with glory when he heard this. Isn't it the most gratifying and proud thing for a teacher to hear these words?
After Zhang Weidong let go of the teacher's hand, under the somewhat suspicious looks of Guo Zhenghe and Qian Fuxi, he took out his mobile phone and called Tan Yongqian, and then told him about Guo Shijun's situation in general, during which he specifically asked
Guo Zhenghe asked for Guo Shijun’s mobile phone number.
"Yongqian, do you think it's convenient to arrange this?" Zhang Weidong asked at the end.
"Haha, uncle, this is not a big deal, how can it be inconvenient? Besides, leaders in government agencies like to recruit veterans as drivers, but now there are more people competing for the iron job, so they leave when they are recruited.
You know, otherwise, with your teacher’s son’s military experience of driving for army leaders, many government agencies were still clamoring for it in the past, so there would be no need for someone to find connections. You can rest assured about this matter, you don’t know now
Does your teacher want Guo Shijun to stay in the county or come to the city? Of course, if you want him to go to the province, that's no problem." Tan Yongqian said with a smile.
In the province, Zhang Weidong did not consider it. He felt that it would be inconvenient to take care of the head teacher in the future if Guo Shijun was placed so far away. However, the city and the county each have their own advantages and disadvantages. Of course, the former is still farther away from home, but the salary and other benefits are definitely good.
It should be higher. Although the county is close to home, the treatment and other benefits are definitely not as good as those in the city. It depends on Guo Zhenghe's choice. So Zhang Weidong said to Tan Yongqian: "Wait a minute, I will ask Teacher Guo."
After saying that, Zhang Weidong turned to look at Guo Zhenghe and said: "Teacher Guo, I have already asked on the phone, and there must be no problem with the arrangement. Now I just want to know whether you want Shijun to stay in the county or go to work in the city?"
Hearing this, Guo Zhenghe said "Ah" and couldn't close his mouth for a long time. Although he was grateful for Zhang Weidong's enthusiasm, he didn't have much hope for Zhang Weidong at all. Unexpectedly, he turned around just a few minutes after the call.
But he already said that it was no problem, and he would choose whoever is in the county or city.
If he hadn't known that Zhang Weidong would never joke with him about this kind of thing, he would have really suspected that Zhang Weidong would play tricks on him again!
Fortunately, Zhang Weidong did not mention the province, otherwise even if Guo Zhenghe trusted Zhang Weidong again, he would probably think that he was joking with him.
Qian Fuxi was stunned for a moment, staring at Zhang Weidong with bulging eyes.
The county and the city let him choose? This is too arrogant to say. Even the leader he serves, the director of the county education bureau, is far from qualified to say such a thing.
Qian Fuxi didn't know that Zhang Weidong's words were already humble enough. Even if he went to the capital, it was just a matter of his words. You must know that the only remaining founding general, Mr. Tang, was his elder brother.
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