Since Xiao Zixin was transferred from the Petition Office to the Government Office, he rarely spends Sundays. He is so busy that he hits the back of his head with his feet and cannot urinate cleanly.
Moreover, there was no Prayer Festival at that time, and the concept of daylight saving time had not been learned from foreign countries.
Therefore, it is common to have a day off every month or two, but the days that can be taken off normally on Sundays every month are extremely limited. Xiao Zixin has gradually gotten used to it. Every loss has a gain. After all, he is following County Magistrate Gao and others.
The leaders were reimbursed for their travel expenses when traveling all over the country, and there were also various subsidies. This was already a very enviable amount of money for the government agencies at that time. Others could only do the same work day in and day out.
One day, compared to Xiao Zixin, the scenery was beautiful.
Last Sunday, Director Liu Bin, who had been in charge of the Price Bureau for more than two months, specially invited Xiao Zixin once again in his own name. It was just the two of them. This time it was a purely personal relationship and no one was accompanying him.
"Haha, I'll take the test," Liu Bin was particularly excited after drinking wine. He told Xiao Zixin that the Letters and Calls Office where they used to work was promoted by half a level and is now called the Letters and Calls Bureau. "Got it, brother?"
"Well, I drafted the report." Xiao Zixin grinned.
"Do you regret it, Director Liu?" Xiao Zixin joked: "If you hadn't left, you would have been Director Liu now, haha."
"Kao!" Liu Bin took a sip of wine and squeezed out the word "Kao" from the edge of the sip of wine from his lips. "Regret? I don't regret it. I have been injured doing letters and visits in my life. I even got sick when I saw it.
** people have big heads! Haha, ordinary people are not easy to be... paralyzed." His feelings were naturally even more so for Xiao Zixin. The two of them had the same feelings and understanding of the job they once had.
Yes, this question actually expresses their common thoughts. No matter Xiao Zixin or Director Liu Bin, they finally broke free from that damn Petition Office, which was almost equivalent to escaping from a puzzling unit.
Now we are far better off and more prosperous than before. How can we regret and miss the working life in the past?
Xiao Zixin won’t go into details, but the current director Liu Bin, the current director in front of him, has already become prosperous and has come back from the dead. Haha!
The Price Bureau at that time was an awesome new department. At the beginning of the market economy, everything was based on reality. Such a department that had never been heard of before was set up. All major and minor matters related to commodity prices had to be reported to them.
There, there is no approval to issue documents, no small gifts or some money, etc. It is not like the person in charge of your unit can just set whatever price he wants. Otherwise, if you are investigated, you will have violated the law, and the fine will be a trivial matter.
Therefore, it is not uncommon to go to jail.
Therefore, Director Liu Bin was particularly grateful to Xiao Zixin.
As for Xiao Zixin, he naturally understood in his heart that it was actually County Magistrate Gao Wentai who gave him face, and it was Liu Bin himself who gave him gifts and active activities in several aspects.
The person they all should be grateful to most is actually County Magistrate Gao.
It is not difficult to explain the saying that some people in the court want to be officials, which has been circulating for several years, especially in the officialdom under this kind of system. If you say you are an official and you were setting up a stall in the streets and alleys yesterday, you might be able to do so tomorrow.
If you become a national cadre, you can become a section chief or a government official the day after tomorrow... The principles are there, and they are layered upon layers, and are quite standardized and rigorous. However, in the hands of the officials who implement them in a specific county (or city), it will not change.
Difficult.
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Without further ado, today is Sunday again. County Magistrate Gao Wentai is not at home. He has gone to study at the Provincial Party School. There is nothing for the government to do.
After breakfast, Xiao Zixin came to the office as a habit and sat there for a while, looking at the green buildings in the distance outside the window and the pigeons rising and falling in Century Square further away...
The government offices on Sundays are as silent as ancient tombs, and Xiao Zixin cannot return home. Compared with the pain of missing many Sundays throughout the year, he has no chance to return to his hometown of Niangniangzhai to visit his parents during this period.
To show his filial piety, he could only send some money to his family as much as possible. The salary increased unknowingly, and the rising tide lifted all boats. Haha, the salary bag was almost different every month. He didn't ask, anyway, the more he gave, the better.
After coming back to my senses, I flipped through a few pages of documents and a pile of magazines sent by the magazine company, then picked up a few books and went downstairs to my room in the county hotel.
How rare! Xiao Zixin has never felt that time is so precious to him and rest is so comfortable for him.
However, because I was used to being busy, Leng Ding had nothing to do, but he felt a little empty and uncomfortable.
Lying on the bed, I was leisurely browsing through familiar things written by some familiar writers. I suddenly realized that writers are a group of emotional liars who are on the loose, tricking countless infatuated men and women into spending money to buy the stories they weave with their eyes closed.
Beautiful lies, haha, what's the use of these things? Too far away from life, the cruel reality, moaning for no reason, reading to fall into a scam, just like those costume TV dramas that are increasingly filling the silver screen.
With a "pop" sound, the magazine was thrown away, and Xiao Zixin closed his eyes in boredom and thought wildly.
Someone knocked on the door.
"Bang bang bang..."
"The door is unlocked." Hearing the knock on the door, Xiao Zixin said lazily without even wanting to open his eyes.
Who is it? Who is coming to the door on Sunday? Xiao Zixin's brain turned subconsciously. He didn't hear the door knocking or any movement. He was about to open his eyes to take a look when suddenly a scent of fresh fragrance mixed with oil entered his nostrils.
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He hurriedly opened his eyes, and I saw that it was Pingping Tingting's hotel waiter Xiao Jiang standing in front of him holding a roast duck in both hands.
"Yeah!" Xiao Zixin yelled, sitting upright like a carp. "Xiao Jiang?"
"Chief Xiao, my brother brought this back from Beijing. My dad asked me to bring it to you to try, hehe."
To be honest, Xiao Zixin didn't expect this little girl's behavior at all. Ever since he smoothly helped this 16-year-old girl solve her father's job and asked her father to go back to work at a hydropower station below, he would often eat in the hotel again.
When meeting her, this little girl always looked grateful, which made Xiao Zixin feel a little embarrassed. In the officialdom, this was just a piece of cake for her, but it did her father a big favor. Being able to talk about power, when
Isn’t it attractive to have an awesome official? What’s more, he is just a small section chief in a government office now! This point is just like what he summed up when he was fine: changing a vest into a bra, the position is very important. If a dog urinates poorly, it will grow.
At the Jinluan Palace.
Therefore, you still have to be an official, a high official! This is the motivation!
Of course, for a moment, these thoughts and thoughts just turned around in Xiao Zixin's head. The focus of his attention was not on the roast duck, but on the little girl in front of him.
"Well, it smells so good." However, Xiao Zixin still pretended to be greedy and reached out to grab it to nibble, "I'll try it!"
"You're such a glutton, you didn't even wash your hands!" Unexpectedly, Xiao Jiang hit him affectionately, took one of the roast duck's legs and said coquettishly.
Although Xiao Zixin was surprised by her behavior, he was not surprised. For a while, this passionate and beautiful little girl was always willing to come to him with an excuse when she had nothing to do. After going back and forth, she became familiar with it. The original feeling of strangeness...
The sense of fear and the respectful look slowly disappeared without a trace. What is left are the emotional interactions between men and women that modern young people have.
Originally, Xiao Zixin planned to visit his girlfriend Bai Xinyu later, but he couldn't explain why he didn't go and went back to the hotel directly from the government office.
"Okay, okay, I'm going to wash, I'm going to wash," Xiao Zixin touched the beaten hand and chuckled, "Ms. Jiang, calm down, Mr. Xiao is a snob, he is so arrogant when he sees duck eyes. Tsk, tsk, it smells so good.
Ah, it really makes your mouth water..." As he said that, he ran into the bathroom and washed his hands. Looking at his unusually naughty back, the hotel waiter Xiao Jiang was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.
"Look at you," she said with a smile when Xiao Zixin came around: "You have a greedy look on your face, and you are always so wrinkled. What can you say that makes you sound good? You are so tongue-tied."
Let me tell you, Brother Xiao, you are so greedy that Halazi’s mouth is drooling, right? To be honest, how straightforward it is! Humph!”
"Amitabha! I'm such a polite little boy, but your little mouth can talk more than mine, haha!" After hearing what she said, Xiao Zixin even put down the airs and rules he usually used in government agencies, and teased
She said: "I don't want to be granted the title of Ten Thousand Households, but I just hope that roast duck will be available every day. Xiao Jiang, do you know that this Peking roast duck is a famous specialty of the capital. What is the fate of Xiao? I have never eaten it!"
"Okay, okay," Xiao Jiang shouted: "Eat quickly, they brought it to you specially, why are there so many sour words and fake jealousies?"
Xiao Zixin deliberately pretended to be sour, making Xiao Jiang laugh so hard that he bent over with tears. After handing him the roast duck leg, he wiped his hands and rubbed his belly for a long time.
After finally catching his breath, with tears still hanging in the corners of his eyes, he took out two bottles of drinks from the small bag, opened them, took out two knives, placed them, bent his waist, stretched out his hands, and said in a high tone: "Dear Sir, Xiao
Section Chief, Secretary Xiao, my Brother Xiao, hey, I’d like to treat you to a formal meal!”
It should be said that since Xiao Zixin started working in the government, especially since he gradually became a popular confidant around County Magistrate Gao Wentai, he has traveled extensively and seen a lot of the world, including the beauties from all over the world he has seen.
There are countless. Moreover, among them, even excluding his current girlfriend Bai Xinyu, there are many beauties who have had a relationship with him, have a crush on him, or are interested in men and women. However, this 16-year-old from Xuanpu County
The little beauty can still be said to be unique!
Her beauty is not the kind of great beauty that is usually talked about in general, nor is it the kind of man-made product through makeup, but the kind of feminine beauty given by God in the natural environment.
It’s like the snail girl appears in this world!
After taking a bite of the roast duck leg, his mouth was still greasy. For some reason, Xiao Zixin suddenly felt warm and had the same impulse as when he was in college with his first girlfriend...
"You just said that your brother brought this roast duck back from Beijing," Xiao Zixin said covertly: "What did he do in Beijing? Your father won't eat it, so why did you bring it to me?"
"Why do you care so much? Come on, eat it," the little girl scolded him sweetly, "My brother bought two of them... I'll give them both to you. They're so beautiful that you're annoying... Hehe."
"My dad is eating at home too." She added, for fear that he would be angry and disbelieving.
"Do you believe it?"
"Haha, why don't you believe it? You do," Xiao Zixin said with a chuckle, "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. This is simply a miracle. I didn't even expect it."
"There are so many things that I didn't expect, hum!" Xiao Jiang pouted, wow, that's amazing, that little mouth pouted, it's so lethal.
He almost made Xiao Zixin look stupid.
The two of them were joking. Suddenly, Xiao Zixin's heart became hot again. This time, his suddenly swollen heart was like a beating roast duck. It was as hot as fire and the passion was uncontrollable.
I didn’t know whether he lost the roast duck leg or whether he put it aside or not. He suddenly hugged the girl in front of him and kissed her wildly, "Uh-huh..." The hotel waiter Xiao Jiang suddenly said
Turned into a puddle of mud by kisses.
Xiao Jiang has always had a soft spot for Xiao Zixin in his heart, but he didn't see any special hints from Xiao Zixin, so he didn't dare to go too far. 16 years old, young, is the danger for today's contemporary girls to have their first love, and to be sincere in love.
Period, not to mention that Xiao Zixin was tall, straight and capable. In her heart, he was almost a perfect man! Therefore, whenever he moved, she seemed to lose consciousness...