Wen Xiaojun vaguely felt something was wrong here, but he couldn't determine what was wrong for a while.
Hu Dongcai was still persistent in writing and writing without raising his head, saying, "Come on, move all the documents to the wing room, I have something to go out after I go out, and I still have to go out after I go out.
Lock the door."
Wen Xiaojun walked towards the bookshelf behind him, and was about to start moving books. When he heard Hu Dongcai's words, he turned around and was about to question him, but at first glance he saw the content of "writing" that he had gestured for a long time.
There was a blank book on the table in front of him, and four little turtles crawling crookedly on both pages.
Wen Xiaojun blinked in disbelief, gathered the focus again, checked again, and then confirmed that Hu Dongcai was serious for a long time and gestured on the notebook that he was an extremely ugly little turtle.
Wen Xiaojun: "···"
Draw a turtle in the book?
Is there anything more speechless than this?
Wen Xiaojun rolled his eyes at the back of his head and continued to pack up the official documents.
But it was just this skill that Wen Xiaojun suddenly thought of something.
She turned around, looked at the empty table next to her, and asked curiously: "Hu Xingfang, my subordinates are not talented, and I have been a clerk in the Zhengfang for some time. She also followed Yin, the former Yanzhou Prefecture Promoter.
Adults have been studying for a long time.
The clerks in the punishment room have always worked in the punishment room, which is the place where the clerks in the punishment room are. There is no reason to carry the files out and work alone. But why is it because it is the turn of subordinates to move the document book out of the side room when they are on duty?
?”
When Hu Dongcai heard about Wen Xiaojun's question, he paused without hesitation.
Seeing Hu Dongcai's reaction, Wen Xiaojun struck while the iron was hot and stared at him again, "Why is Hu Xingfang unwilling to let his subordinates work in the Xingfang room? But beware of his subordinates?"
Hu Dongcai sneered without realizing it, and continued to drag the little turtle's curvy tail in his hand, "It's right that the clerk of the punishment room is in the punishment room, but they are all formally recognized mature clerks. You little shit
I have only been here for two days. If I don’t understand the rules and defame these archives, who can afford to take care of them?"
Wen Xiaojun turned his back completely, looked straight up at Hu Dongcai's back, curled his lips and smiled, and said softly: "Hu Xingfang, you are right. If the subordinates are really a lazy boy who has just joined the company, they must first
Only after training can you get into the job officially.
There is only one thing that my subordinates have not had time to report to you clearly.
Although my subordinates are newcomers in our Teng County Yamen, they are already a complete old man in the torture house business.
Not only did his subordinates work in the punishment room of Yanzhou Prefecture, but he also received the title of magistrate of the Yanzhou Prefecture and the famous Yin Promoter. The two adults gave him some advice on teaching many times.
I have long been familiar with the rules in the torture room. Therefore, there is no need to worry that my subordinates do not understand the rules.
Besides, this case of regular documents implicating more than 20 lives in our Teng County yamen, how serious is it? If Lord Dianshi and Hu Xingfang really regard their subordinates as newcomers who don’t know anything, how could they do this?
What about the important tasks to the next person?
So, if you just keep your heart in your stomach, your subordinates will be self-disciplined and self-controlled, and do your best to complete the tasks that your subordinates should complete as a qualified supervisor."
Hu Dongcai turned his head, and the small comma in the shape of the figure-eight frowned, and glanced at Wen Xiaojun for a long time.
He seemed to be secretly evaluating Wen Xiaojun's meaning in his heart. After a while, he turned around and closed the notebooks he drew, stood up, while slapped the wrinkles on his clothes.
He stood up and didn't look at Wen Xiaojun said, "It's not impossible to work here, but in this way, you will definitely be much more convenient. Correspondingly, the speed of working must be faster, and the time limit for organizing documents
It must be shortened to twenty days. If you are confident that you can do it, stay, or return it to your small side room and work honestly for me!"
Wen Xiaojun's mouth twitched violently.
Although it is not clear whether Yang Dianshi of Teng County is the first to be known, this Hu Zhengfang is definitely a real dog!
However, staying in the torture room full of archives is of extraordinary significance to Wen Xiaojun.
No matter what the price is paid, she will stay here.
"Hu Xingfang, since you value someone so much, even if Wen died of exhaustion in this Xingfang room, he had to complete this task with all his might.
If it fails, subordinates will immediately resign from all positions in the yamen and will never step into the Teng County yamen from then on."
Hu Dongcai was about to walk towards the door, but when he heard Wen Xiaojun's words, his raised steps were unconsciously stuck in the air.
After pausing for two seconds, he put down his feet, turned around and squinted his small eyes, "If you delay the business of Lord Dian Shi, you will not be able to leave."
After saying that, he let out a cold snorted from his nose, swayed his sleeves with contempt, and turned around and strode away.
Looking at Hu Dongcai's harsh steps that he wished he could walk sideways, Wen Xiaojun wrinkled his nose in disgust.