In the morning, the temperature has been cooler these two days.
Dong Xuebin sat in the office of the Guangming Street Office, and quickly handled the work at hand, and then stared out the window in a daze. After repairing the car and returning to Nanshan District with Geng Yuehua at noon yesterday, Dong Xuebin raised his head and followed Geng Yuehua when he got home.
After a long nap on the sofa, when I woke up, I felt a little absent-minded. I couldn't help but think about Mayor Yuehua in my mind, and I couldn't suppress it.
Well, make a phone call.
Dong Xuebin dialed Geng Yuehua, beep beep, the call went through.
"Hello, Yuehua District Chief, I'm Xiao Dong."
Geng Yuehua's harsh tone sounded, "What's the matter?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Ahem, I just wanted to ask if the injury on your leg is better? Is it still inflamed?"
Her voice turned cold, "..."Are you being too lenient?"
"It's not that I care about it. Why don't I care about you? It's because of me that you let the snake bite you, so..."
"You have some free time! Let's take care of the work in your office first!" Beep beep, the other party hung up the phone unilaterally.
Dong Xuebin put down his cell phone helplessly and looked at his attitude. Oh, what is this?
He thought about it all day and still couldn't understand Geng Yuehua's mentality. He went to bed with him in a daze. Afterwards, it was as if nothing happened. He changed at any time and returned to the original relationship. What does this mean?
If you want to say we won’t be in contact with each other from now on, then you can give me a pleasant word. You said last night was a misunderstanding and nothing happened. Don’t you understand, buddy? But what about you? Don’t say anything, what?
Not to mention, how do you ask me to figure it out? I can’t even think about it. Isn’t this causing trouble for me? Huang Xuebin is a serious person. The more he can’t figure out something, the more he has to think about it. He can’t help but want to figure it out.
, otherwise I won’t be able to sleep.
Dong Dong, someone knocked on the door.
Dong Xuebin raised his head and said, "..."Please come in."
As soon as her head was revealed, Wang Yuling, the director of the office, walked in sideways and said with a smile: "Director."
"Yuling, come in." Dong Xuebin was very polite, "How is An Shishu Keji's health?"
Wang Yuling closed the door and said: "The wound healing is not ideal yet, but it is much better than the past few days, and the condition has probably stabilized."
"That's good." Dong Xuebin nodded, "By the way, is there something wrong?"
Wang Yuling blinked, smiled and said: "Director, are you free tonight?"
Dong Xuebin was startled and joked: "At night? Haha, what's wrong? You want to treat me to dinner? Aren't you afraid that your boyfriend will be jealous?"
Wang Yuling's face turned red, "No, there is a dance at the district committee tonight. Let me see. I want to see if I have the honor to be your dance partner. You are so popular. I'm afraid someone will snatch it up, so I want to make an appointment with you first."
La."
Dong Xuebin couldn’t laugh or cry, but am I still popular? That’s nonsense! It’s too late for others to hide from me now!
After listening to Wang Yuling talk about the dance in detail, Dong Xuebin understood that Nanshan District also had activities similar to those in Yantai County, but Xiang Daofa from Yantai County was very keen on this and organized it once a week, while Nanshan District was
There is a dance party for middle-level cadres only once a month. It doesn’t matter whether you attend or not. There is no need to force it, but the secretary of the district committee and the district chief will definitely go to one of them every time. This kind of occasion is also a good place to build relationships with the leaders. After all, it is
Leisure time outside of work is helpful for communication. This time, Wang Anshi, secretary of the district committee, was ill, and 80% of the people attending the dance were the mayor of Yuehua District.
Dong Xuebin thought about it and agreed, "Okay, what time will it be tonight?"
"Seven thirty." Wang Yuling said with a smile: "Then it's settled, I'll wait for you tonight?"
"Haha, okay."
"Then I'll go back first, you're busy."
"Go ahead and see you tonight."
The reason why Dong Xuebin agreed was because he did not treat Wang Anshi when he was ill. Dong Xuebin felt that there was a small grudge between him and Wang Yuling. It was not a big deal, but it could not be ignored. This time it was just right.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to relax and ease, secondly, after the massacre in front of him, Dong Xuebin has been isolated by most cadres and leaders in Nanshan District. Dong Xuebin needs to go and take a look at the situation. Thirdly, of course, Yuehua
The district chief was there, and Dong Xuebin wanted to continue to explore her attitude.
It's around seven o'clock in the evening.
Dong Xuebin adjusted his mood and drove to the ballroom of the District Committee Guest House in a good mood.
Outside, waves of familiar faces came in one after another, including officials from the Cultural Bureau, leaders from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and people in charge of the sub-district offices. Some came alone, and some came with their families. It was quite lively.
"Has the Yuehua District Chief arrived?"
"I just went in and didn't see it.
"By mistake, Lao Chen, you came here with your sister-in-law?"
"Haha, yes, where are my siblings? Why didn't you see them?"
"She was doing homework with her children and didn't come over."
Familiar leading cadres all said hello one after another, but when they saw Dong Xuebin coming from a distance, some people turned around and left, while others pretended not to see it and continued chatting. Now, who in the entire Nanshan Giants does not know Dong Xuebin?
Xuebin offended both Wang Anshi and Geng Yuehua so much? And it was the kind of offense that had no room for relief. Therefore, the situation was exactly the same as the last time Dong Xuebin went to the district government for a meeting. Unless there was a last resort communication at work, no one dared to do so.
I chatted casually with Dong Xuebin in private, but I was afraid of getting into trouble.
Dong Xuebin didn't take it seriously and walked forward without squinting.
"Director!" Wang Yuling, who was not far away, was wearing a yellow floral dress and waved cheerfully to Dong Xuebin, "Are you here?"
Dong Xuebin smiled and said, "So early? Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No, I just arrived, shall we go in?"
"Okay, let's go."
As soon as the door opened, the first thing that hit us was the cool air, and then there was the lively crowd and the wafting music. The dance had not started yet, and the main leaders had not arrived, so Dong Xuebin and Wang Yuling found a corner to sit.
Next, we were chatting while drinking drinks. District Mayor Shen Fei, Director of the Investment Promotion Bureau, Pan Zhengyi, Director of the Ping An Subdistrict Office, Chu Qinghua, and Dong Xuebin saw many acquaintances.
Ten minutes have passed.
Dong Xuebin smiled and raised his chin, "Yuling, you shouldn't let me be your dance partner today. Look, everyone is avoiding our table."
"Nope.
"Wang Yuling laughed dryly and looked around.
Dong Xuebin smiled and said nothing more.
Wang Yuling had noticed it early. The other cadres were very busy there. Everyone was chatting happily and walking around, but no one came to their small table at all. Some of them only came from afar to see Wang Yuling.
He said hello or just nodded, obviously not wanting to have anything to do with Dong Xuebin, and also ignored Wang Yuling, the niece of the district committee secretary, which shows what kind of image Dong Xuebin is in everyone's mind.
.
"Director, Yu Ling." A female voice came from behind.
Dong Xuebin and his wife looked back and saw Zhou Yanru and her husband arriving.
It stands to reason that Zhou Yanru's level is not high enough for this kind of dance for middle-level cadres. However, because not every cadre in Nanshan District comes, and sometimes there are not many people, the boundaries of the dance are not particularly clear.
Wang Yuling chuckled and said, "Sister Yanru, are you here?"
Dong Xuebin stood up politely, nodded to Sister Zhou, then reached out and shook hands with Sister Zhou's lover. "Here you come? Let's sit together?"
Sister Zhou's lover looked older than Zhou Yanru and wore glasses. After seeing Dong Xuebin, she immediately held her hands tightly and said, "Director Dong, I never had time to thank you. My daughter goes to school. Thank you very much."
Already."
"It's a small matter, don't be polite." Dong Xuebin said: "How is Chengcheng doing lately?"
Zhou Yanru smiled and said: "Okay, I talk about Uncle Dong to you and me every day, haha."
Dong Xuebin gave in. "Stop standing, sit down and talk."
Wang Yuling couldn't hold it back anymore, and her relationship with Zhou Yanru was very good. As soon as the two sat down, they chatted about women. Dong Xuebin and Sister Zhou smiled at each other, and gave each other a cigarette, and then there was
They talked incessantly.
Finally, at half past seven, the ballroom suddenly went silent.
Dong Xuebin and the others also subconsciously stopped talking and looked sideways.
"Chief of Yuehua District."
"District Chief Geng."
I saw a beautiful figure walking in from the door. It was Geng Yuehua. She was dressed a little more casually than usual today, wearing a lace women's white shirt, light brown casual trousers, stockings, and black high heels.
, looks neat and tidy, and the pace is very powerful.
Secretary Ma Li said something next to Geng Yuehua, and Geng Yuehua waved his hand.
Ma Jian found a microphone and announced the start of the dance for Geng Yuehua. On such occasions, District Chief Yuehua rarely spoke in public.
Music starts.
Many people walked onto the dance floor and danced with their partners.
At Wang Yuling's invitation, Dong Xuebin also pinched her finger and entered the dance floor, but his eyes were not here. Instead, he secretly glanced at the Yuehua District Mayor to see if she was paying attention to him. As a result, Dong
What made Xuebin smile bitterly was that Geng Yuehua was sitting at a long table expressionlessly, holding a drink in his hand and sipping gently, his eyes falling on the dance floor without even looking at Dong Xuebin.
Are you being too sentimental?
"Director, what are you looking at?" Wang Yuling said while dancing.
Dong Xuebin hugged her waist and said, "District Chief Geng, why is no one invited?" Logically speaking, Geng Yuehua should dance the first dance first, right? Why did he jump right over?
Wang Yuling smiled and said, "You don't know? District Mayor Yuehua has never danced. He did before and still does now. I have been living in Nanshan District for seven or eight years. I have never danced once. I don't know how to dance or something."
It’s clear. I don’t know when it was later, but no one dared to invite me. Yuehua District Mayor declined every time, and I would lose face even if I invited him.”
"Not once?"
"Not once."
"Oh, that's it."
No wonder everyone calls Geng Yuehua the black-faced district chief. He is so unkind outside of work!