Just then, a clerk from the Party and Government Office of the office knocked on the door of Dong Xuebin's office and gave him a document. Dong Xuebin said: "Let Director Zhou come and see me."
"Okay." The man opened the door and left.
Soon, Zhou Yanru knocked on the door and entered the room, "Director, are you looking for me?"
Dong Xuebin looked up at her and couldn't help laughing: "What's wrong, Sister Zhou? She's listless."
Zhou Yanru forced a smile and said: "It's nothing, I'm a little uncomfortable today."
"Then you should pay more attention to your health."
"Well, thank you for your concern, leader, I will do it."
In fact, Dong Xuebin knows how the chatty Zhou Yanru became like this. She has been low energy these days. The main reason is that she has nothing to do. Maybe for people who are not very motivated, there is nothing to do.
It's a good thing, it's just a living, but for a person like Dong Xuebin who is dedicated and always wants to achieve something, having nothing to do is the biggest trouble. He doesn't want to hang around like this for the rest of his life. Dong Xuebin can see it
It turns out that Zhou Yanru should be such a person, so she felt a little apologetic in her heart. In the end, it was Dong Xuebin's fault that caused the current situation. Therefore, Zhou Yanru and the others were implicated, and the entire Guangming Subdistrict Office was classified as "black" by the district.
"List", the power of the office is being weakened day by day, and it is almost freer than the Cultural Affairs Bureau.
Thinking of this, Dong Xuebin also understood that his affairs no longer only concern himself, but also determined to change the status quo. He must be responsible for cleaning up the mess he caused. He must lead the Guangming Street Office to make some earth-shattering achievements.
, get out of this trough, otherwise Dong Xuebin will not only be sorry for himself, but also sorry for the cadres who have been following him without hesitation, and even more sorry for the people of Guangming Street.
His eyes were firmer than ever before. Dong Xuebin looked at Zhou Yanru and immediately got to the point, "It's time to eat, and there's nothing else to do. I just remember that our street has an internal newspaper?"
Zhou Yanru was startled, "Internal newspapers?"
"No?" Dong Xuebin asked strangely: "I heard someone say it last time..."
Thinking about it, the Guangming Street Office doesn't have many people in total, and it's not a street in a municipality, nor is it a large department. The internal newspapers and magazines are indeed a bit exaggerated.
But after Zhou Yanru thought for a while, she suddenly said: "Are you talking about the news column on the street homepage?"
"Where? Let me see."
"I'll find it for you."
Zhou Yanru came up immediately, with the computer on, she moved the mouse to open a web page, and explained: "This is a new website established by the street a year ago. The Party and Government Office has two people responsible for maintaining and updating the website, which takes about a week.
Please update it once. It contains recent personnel appointments in the street and current news happening in the street. It can also be said to be an internal e-newsletter." When the website was opened, the top banner read the words Guangming Street Office, which looked quite formal.
It’s similar to a government portal.
This is what Dong Xuebin is looking for. Announcements from the office and various community committees have all kinds of news, but they are a bit formalistic. Most of the news reported is hello, me, hello, everyone. There is very little negative news, but it is enough, "...
…Is the e-newsletter printed?”
"Yes." Zhou Yanru didn't understand why Director Dong cared about this and said: "Each issue is only one week, so I will sort out one copy and post it on the glass newspaper column in the administrative service hall. Sometimes if it is updated quickly,
It’s applied once every three days, sometimes once every half month.”
That’s it!
Dong Xuebin immediately said: "When printing again in the future, print out an extra copy and send it to my office."
"That's no problem." Zhou Yanru smiled and said, "I'll tell them when I get back."
Dong Xuebin nodded, "By the way, let the people in charge of the website pay more attention to it, and make an e-newsletter every two or three days, and then print it out as soon as the newspaper comes out. You don't need to tell me, you can get it directly before going to work in the morning."
My office, um..." Dong Xuebin lowered his head and opened the first drawer on the right. It was empty. Dong Xuebin usually puts cigarettes and lighters in it, "It's right here. Put it in this drawer after delivery.
That’s fine.”
Zhou Yanru blinked and nodded in confusion, "Okay, no problem."
After giving these instructions, Dong Xuebin asked Zhou Yanru to go back.
It was dinner time, but Dong Xuebin did not go downstairs to eat. He touched the drawer on the right hand side. He calmed down and went over the details again and again.
There is no problem. I believe Sister Zhou will not take it seriously.
The next issue, the next issue, the next issue, the next issue of the internal office e-newsletter will definitely appear in this drawer, okay, let’s get started!
Dong Xuebin gathered his thoughts and took a deep breath to adjust for a moment.
After a while, he stared at the drawer intently, raised his hand, and slowly touched the drawer, focusing his thoughts on the entire drawer and its interior.
f09ward!
f09ward took effect, Dong Xuebin could feel that the remaining time began to decrease second by second!
Dong Xuebin is going to get a big one this time, and will spend all the remaining time he has saved this month on it, hoping to find an opportunity for him to turn around!
Ten minutes have passed.
Thirty minutes have passed.
Dong Xuebin just sat motionless in the office, like a zombie, raising his hands to touch the drawer to exert force. Suddenly, something happened in his mind, and he felt that the forward was automatically lifted. It must be because the remaining time was used up. Orward is equivalent to one minute.
In a whole day, the time progress this time is definitely a lot, at least it will be about a month.
Time to see the results!
But don’t have any accidents!
Dong Xuebin lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch the handle slightly nervously, and opened the drawer that was empty just now, grunt, the drawer opened.
An informal electronic newspaper that was obviously printed by a printer suddenly appeared in front of me!
Done!
Sure enough it happened!
After Dong Xuebin glanced at the words "Guangming Street Office" at the top, he immediately looked at the row of detailed dates in the upper right corner.
It’s the newspaper from more than a month later!
Dong Xuebin was very happy. He glanced at Erlang's legs and looked at the headline on the front page of the electronic newspaper with a look of anticipation. This glance didn't matter. Dong Xuebin gasped and almost lost his breath!
I'll fuck you!
Are you kidding me?
Dong Xuebin felt that he was so unlucky. He saw a line of bright red characters written on the front page headline - "The Fenzhou Earthquake has been revised to 80 magnitude!"