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Work hard at coding! If you get good grades, fifth place is not impossible... Chapter 028 Ma Zi, not a horse!
On Monday morning, Peng Yuanzheng put on the light-colored plaid half-sleeved shirt his mother bought for him, put on dark trousers, and a pair of shiny leather shoes. He walked lightly to the municipal party committee compound and officially started his work.
The life of municipal party committee cadres.
What does the Publicity Department's Wenke do? Regarding this issue, not only did his mother Meng Lin discuss this issue with him for a long time on Sunday, but whenever he went out and met acquaintances in the past two days, people would ask him the same question.
Peng Yuanzheng could only smile bitterly and excuse himself by saying that he was still unclear.
In fact, he is very clear about the responsibilities of this department and the direction of his future work.
In short, the press department coordinates and contacts press units externally, organizes press propaganda internally for the municipal party committee and the city's party and government agencies, and contacts major municipal media. In a word, it is the writer. Peng Yuanzheng was very worried.
It is clear that people in this department have certain manuscript publishing tasks every year, and their work performance basically depends on the quantity and quality of manuscripts published.
Peng Yuanzheng chose this department not only because he is a Chinese major and has the right professional; but also because he knows that this department has an inherent advantage: it will often participate in some major events in the city and be responsible for the review of media reports. It not only often contacts the municipal level
As a leader, I have many contacts with people from top to bottom.
Among the several departments of the Propaganda Department, the section chief of the Arts Department is easy to be promoted and reused.
Peng Yuanzheng felt that he was a good penman. Moreover, he was a reborn person and had been a copywriter in an agency in his previous life. He was familiar with the job and could get started immediately.
He is confident that he can make a name for himself in the Propaganda Department in a short period of time.
The Organization Department is on the first floor, and the Propaganda Department is on the second floor. The Wenke Department is on the east side of the Propaganda Department, in a long and narrow office.
When Peng Yuanzheng went there, there were already two young clerks, a man and a woman, cleaning the sanitation. The man was of medium build and very ordinary in appearance, while the woman was fashionably dressed in heavy makeup. Peng Yuanzheng could smell a strong smell all the way there.
perfume scent.
Peng Yuanzheng smiled and knocked on the door. In fact, the door was open.
The man raised his head and looked at Peng Yuanzheng. He was startled for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Is that Peng? Peng Yuanzheng?"
The woman also raised her head and looked at Peng Yuanzheng.
"Okay, I'm Peng Yuanzheng. The Cadre Section of the Organization Department asked me to come to our department to report." Peng Yuanzheng took the initiative to go in and shake hands with the man.
This man had quite a good personality. He shook Peng Yuanzheng's hand enthusiastically and laughed, "Good brother, on behalf of our Wenke and myself, I would like to warmly welcome comrades!"
"My name is Ma Zi——"
Peng Yuanzheng was obviously stunned for a moment after hearing this, "Ma?"
There was a wonderful subtle change in his expression.
"It's Ma Zi..." Ma Zi coughed twice and emphasized solemnly, "Brother, remember, my name is Ma Zi, not Ma!"
Wang Na, the female staff member next to her, couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm a horse, so it's okay if I don't repeat it. The more I repeat it, the more I hear it, the more it sounds like a horse."
Ma Zi glared at Wang Na in shame and said bitterly, "Ma Zi, it's Ma Zi, do you understand? Comrade Wang Na!"
"I understand, Comrade Ma! I know it's the horse and not whose horse it is!"
Wang Na turned back and continued to laugh. It was obvious that she had made this joke more than once. And Ma Zi was a funny person, with an extroverted personality, and would not really get angry.
Seeing Wang Na smiling, Ma Zi couldn't help but laugh.
This smile instantly resolved the unfamiliarity and embarrassment of this comrade who had just arrived. By the time Gong Hanlin, the chief of the literary section, and Sun Ping, the deputy chief, arrived, Peng Yuanzheng had already mingled with Ma Zi and Wang Na, cleaned up the office, and took the initiative to
I went to the boiler room to get two thermos bottles of water, and before Gong Hanlin made a cup of tea.
Ma Zigang was about to beat the comrade here, but found that Peng Yuanzheng had already thought of him, and everything was sitting in front of him. Ma Zi thought to himself, this is the way to go, smart! Very smart!
Wang Na thought about it secretly. She heard that Peng Yuanzheng was suddenly selected as a reserve cadre by the Organization Department, so she guessed that he was related to a leader in the Organization Department.
Gong Hanlin and Sun Ping entered the door one after another. Peng Yuanzheng stood in front of the desk prepared for him near the door and smiled and said hello to them, "Chief Gong, Section Chief Sun!"
Gong Hanlin stopped and looked at Peng Yuanzheng, and smiled kindly, "Comrade Peng has been here early? Okay, please have a seat."
Gong Hanlin had a good relationship with Zhou Dayong. Zhou Dayong called to take care of Peng Yuanzheng, and Gong Hanlin also had to give him some respect. According to Peng Yuanzheng, he was a "connected person", but there are many people with connections in the municipal party committee, so I can just name them here.
, there are people behind them. Ma Zi, who came here the year before, and Wang Na, who came last year, both have certain connections. Therefore, Gong Hanlin didn't take it too seriously.
Sun Ping glanced at Peng Yuanzheng, nodded coldly, and went to sit behind her desk.
Peng Yuanzheng was good at observing words and emotions, and he immediately realized that Sun Ping, the deputy section chief, seemed to be a little unfavorable to him, and he didn't know why.
Peng Yuanzheng walked up to Gong Hanlin with a smile and said, "Boss, I don't understand anything when I first come here. I would like to ask the two leaders and two old comrades to give me some advice."
Gong Hanlin smiled and said, "Comrade Peng, don't be anxious yet, and you can't be anxious about work. In the past two days, let's get familiar with the situation first, figure out what our liberal arts department does, and how it needs to be done. Have a concept in your head first, and then proceed.
step."
"Okay, Chief Gong." Peng Yuanzheng returned to his desk and casually flipped through a business book he took from Ma Zi.
The morning passed quickly. During this period, several people in Wen Keli were working hard. Some were writing materials, while others were reading newspapers. Wang Na, a young and fashionable girl, had the bp machine in her bag.
It kept ringing, and he kept making calls on the office landline. The voice on the phone was so loud that it made people panic.
Peng Yuanzheng observed with cold eyes. He could clearly see that every time Wang Na's BP machine rang, Sun Ping, who was sitting inside her, would frown, while Ma Zi raised his head and winked at Wang Na.
Peng Yuanzheng sighed inwardly, as expected, the municipal party committee was in deep trouble. The complexity of interpersonal relationships in a liberal arts department could not be described in words.
Fortunately, Peng Yuanzheng is not a real rookie. He doesn't have to be willing to kill himself to pull Cao Cao down. He just needs to keep his heart and deal with it calmly and follow his own path.
As for the rest, everything is just a cloud.
It was time for lunch. Gong Hanlin put down the documents in his hands and smiled. He was about to have a dinner with Corey's comrades today. He greeted Comrade Peng who had arrived, but he saw Sun Ping suddenly getting up and walking away in a hurry.
go out.
Gong Hanlin frowned, but didn't say anything else. He stood up and went to the canteen to buy food.
Ma Zi stood up and stretched, waved to Peng Yuanzheng and said, "Brother, let's go to the cafeteria with my brother to eat."
Peng Yuanzheng also stood up with a smile and said, "Brother Ma, I have to go home. My mother is still at home waiting for me to have dinner with her." q
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