The morning of the second grade of junior high school.
Dong Xuebin woke up early and opened his eyes at almost six o'clock. Knowing that a colleague would come back to pay New Year's greetings today, he got up early, brushed his teeth and washed in front of the pool in Houhai Siheyuan, and then went back to the house to change.
After putting on clean clothes, he casually ate some eggs for breakfast. It wasn’t very tasty, but it was okay. According to his usual habits, he seldom made breakfast by himself and usually went out to eat.
, he is relatively lazy when he is alone, and it is not interesting to cook by himself, but now that the Chinese New Year is here, all the breakfast stalls on the street have been removed, and everyone has gone home to celebrate the New Year. He wants to find something to eat.
It's too realistic, let alone early. Every time when the Chinese New Year is approaching, many restaurants in Beijing rarely open their doors. This can be regarded as a major feature of Beijing.
Clean the glass.
Sweep the floor.
Clean up the house.
Dong Xuebin worked hard for two hours before he finished it. The courtyard is too big, and it is quite spacious to live in. But the disadvantage is that it is too time-consuming to clean. If you don't have them all, you will never be able to finish them in an hour, let alone put up a sticker.
Couplets and red window grilles and so on.
About nine o'clock.
When Dong Xuebin was probably ready, people started to arrive. Luo Haiting didn't know whether she had made an appointment with Zhang Lili or met at the door. The two of them knocked on the door together and came in, both holding some fruit and milk in their hands.
I glanced at it, there was nothing valuable.
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "Didn't you say you don't want anything?"
"Just a little thought." Zhang Lili said with a smile.
Luo Haiting also said: "It's Chinese New Year, how can we come here if we don't bring something? It's not a matter of how much money, it's mainly a matter of politeness."
Dong Xuebin said: "I won't do this next time."
Luo Haiting smiled and said: "Okay, I wish you a happy new year."
"Thank you." Dong Xuebin took the things and invited them in.
But as soon as they walked into the courtyard, there was another knock on the door. The door was open, and it was not closed when they came in. Dong Xuebin shouted, "Please come in."
This time it was Li Hong and Han Fei who appeared, both of them holding some fruits and meat products. Sausages, hams and the like.
"Director Dong."
"Happy New Year to you."
"New Year's greetings to you."
The two walked in smiling.
Dong Xuebin also took the things. "Thank you. Happy New Year to you all." He looked at the things and said, "You didn't even take what I said to heart? You have everything at home, so you don't need to take anything. Since we are destined to be in the same office
Working together makes us a family. Not so polite."
Han Fei chuckled and said, "It doesn't cost much. It's more about courtesy than affection."
"Okay. Let's all come in. It's cold outside." Dong Xuebin greeted them into the north room, because there was already a little snowflakes falling outside. Yesterday's weather forecast predicted that there would be moderate snow today. In this kind of snowy day, Dong Xuebin
In fact, it is his favorite, it can make him feel calmer than ever before, but it seems impossible today. With the deputy director in front of him, Dong Xuebin can't calm down even if a snowstorm comes. This guy has been worried since the day before yesterday.
I kept thinking about that place, and I felt drifting and unmotivated no matter what I did.
noon.
A few people had a meal and had a good chat.
In the afternoon, some of Dong Xuebin's old subordinates came again, as well as some people in the unit who were familiar to Dong Xuebin but didn't know him well. Dong Xuebin didn't know why they were not from the same department, so why did they pay him a visit?
Over the years, I guess I have seen that I have a certain degree of background? Because of what happened with Yang Zhen and Fang Wenping? But Dong Xuebin doesn’t care about this. He welcomes everyone, regardless of rank or relatives. Dong Xuebin treats people well.
He was very polite and invited people in to chat for many days. Of course, the only thing Dong Xuebin didn't welcome was gifts. Fruit was okay, and milk didn't matter, but some expensive health products and a few gifts that obviously cost more than a thousand yuan were even
It was a gift. Dong Xuebin returned it to others at that time and clearly told them that he would not accept anything. As for offending the person, Dong Xuebin didn't care. Anyway, he had been working for so many years and he had not confiscated valuables from his subordinates. This was
Dong Xuebin's principle is that he cannot cause trouble for himself because of this small amount of money. Besides, he is not short of the money, so there is no need at all.
One hour...
Two hours...
Three hours...
It's evening in a blink of an eye.
Dong Xuebin greeted waves of people. At this time, he finally got some free time. Seeing that no one came, he packed his bag and took some fruit that others gave him.
On a heavy snowy day, I left the alley and drove into the car.
…
Around seven o'clock.
The Family Home of Senior Cadres of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee.
Dong Xuebin drove very slowly when he passed by. The ground was already covered with snow, so he drove very carefully. When he almost arrived at the gate of the community, Dong Xuebin also knew the rules here. General vehicles were definitely not allowed to enter.
, especially during the Chinese New Year, this is the Organization Department of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. Almost all the cars that come to pay New Year greetings and give gifts are photographed on the corner of another street. There are more than a dozen cars densely packed. You also need to queue up to give gifts. Some people may have been waiting since the afternoon.
After waiting here, Dong Xuebin naturally did not queue up. Instead, he took a different route and drove towards the small door. By the way, he hung the pass for the Beijing Standing Committee Family Court that Xie Huilan had given him back then under the windshield.
The car is approaching.
When the guard looked at it, he quickly retracted his hand when he was about to reach out, opened the guardrail, and put Dong Xuebin's Land Rover in without asking any questions.
Such a nice car.
Such an exaggerated license plate number.
Such a heavyweight pass.
Such a confident driving route.
The guards who work in places like this are very discerning. They know who they should stop, who they should wait for, and who they should let go directly.
Others who had been waiting outside for a long time also subconsciously glanced at Dong Xuebin's car. Anyone who could come to the Central Organization Department's family home for senior cadres to pay New Year's greetings must be of a high rank, and his eyes were naturally full. One look at the car showed that it was not Dong Xuebin's car.
We are ordinary people, so there are no complaints or complaints. The environment in Beijing is such that you never know how many officials there are. Even a person driving a Xiali may have a huge background, so here
Many people who work in the system are low-key and rarely fall out with others easily.
…
The car drives in.
Dong Xuebin stopped at the bottom of a building.
This is a three-story building with very few residents. The rooms in each household look very high-end, which is in sharp contrast to the seven or eight-story board building next to it.
Dong Xuebin called Han Zhenghe as soon as he got off the car, "Hey, Director Han, I'm here."
"Already here?" Han Zhenghe said enthusiastically: "Then come over quickly, I'll call the guard to let them go."
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "No need, Director Han, I have already arrived downstairs at your house and just stopped the car, haha."
"Hey, come up quickly, it's snowing." When Han Zhenghe heard this, he was not surprised. Other department-level cadres might not be able to get in, but Dong Xuebin's identity, how could he not be able to get in here?
upstairs.
Dong Xuebin went to the top.
This is a house that may be a duplex, much more luxurious than Dong Xuebin's family home.
Just as Dong Xuebin was about to reach out and ring the doorbell, the door opened with a click, revealing Han Fei's cheerful smile, "Director Dong, are you here?"
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "I'm here to help."
"Hehe, come in quickly, come in quickly." Han Fei pulled Dong Xuebin into the house.
Han Zhenghe also came out at this time, and his wife came out with aprons on.
Dong Xuebin quickly went up and shook the hands of Han Zhenghe and his wife, "Director Han, Auntie, I wish you both a happy new year and good health."
Xiaofei's mother smiled and said: "Thank you, Xiaodong. Well, you are indeed a talented person. I have been hearing Xiaofei talk about you in the past two months. Xiaofei has to thank you for that."
Dong Xuebin said: "Look at how polite you are, it's a small matter."
Han Zhenghe said: "Is it cold? Sit down and drink a cup of hot tea."
Dong Xuebin put down the fruit, "Okay, thank you, Director Han."
There are still people in the living room at home. Han Zhenghe may have invited a lot of people today, and some of them may not have arrived yet. Dong Xuebin is not surprised. A master of this level is still in the second grade of junior high school, so he can only have less social activities.
Weird, it's impossible to treat yourself to a meal alone. If Dong Xuebin can have such a big face, he won't worry about a small adjustment now.
However, when Dong Xuebin arrived, he still attracted the attention of many guests. After all, Han Zhenghe, his wife, his wife, and their three daughters went up to greet them. Everyone stood up symbolically and shook hands with Dong Xuebin. They got to know each other and introduced each other.
Among them, there were cadres from the Organization Department of the Central Committee, leaders from other ministries and commissions, and some grassroots officials. Dong Xuebin also had a few words of courtesy with them. I heard that Dong Xuebin was the chief of the second department of the ninth room of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection.
Director, several people looked at each other in surprise. Obviously they didn't expect that an official of this level could be so young. It was no surprise that Director Han would invite him to dinner, and everyone got closer to each other. The relationship is like this.
Come out.
Xiaofei's mother went to the kitchen to prepare food again.
Han Zhenghe came over and chatted with everyone.
In this situation, Dong Xuebin couldn't say anything, so he kept silent. As a result, Han Fei saw it and dragged Dong Xuebin to her cabin. Dong Xuebin was asked to visit her boudoir. He had a similar personality to her.
For example, Han Fei's boudoir is still very girly, with a pink decoration and looks very cute.
Suddenly, Han Fei said: "Director Dong, hehe, do you have something to do with my dad?"
"You are the only one who is smart." Dong Xuebin did not hide it, and said with a smile: "There is something wrong."
Han Fei slapped her chest and promised, "That's easy to say. Don't leave after dinner later. I'll blow them away. You can talk to my father alone."
It's really interesting.
Dong Xuebin felt that promoting Han Fei was not in vain. (To be continued...)