There is no cloud in the blue sky, and the hot sun is scorching the earth. The poplar trees on both sides of the road are drooping under the scorching sun, with some wilting leaves, looking listless. Occasionally, a car passes by.
, the heat rushing towards the face gave people a suffocating feeling. Anping raised his head and looked up at the tall and majestic office building of the Civil Affairs Bureau, like an ant looking up at a giant beast.
"After all, it is a big government agency in the city. It has a big business and a grand atmosphere from top to bottom. The earth building of Longxing Town Government is really incomparable..." Looking at the majestic office building in front of me, I thought about myself
Working in the Longxing Town Government Office Building, Anping felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. They are all government agencies and functional departments that serve the people, but why are the gaps between them so big?
"Well, if this building is not built, or if this building is built a little smaller..." He muttered to himself, and a surge of anger rose in Anping's heart. It was because the Civil Affairs Bureau had insufficient funds for the project.
The construction of this office building has occupied the preferential aid funds and subsidies that should have been distributed. The elderly, weak, sick and disabled people in Qingjiang Welfare Home are also facing a situation of food shortages because their subsidies have been used. The old director of the welfare home is looking for
Relevant leaders tried countless times to no avail. They fell ill in bed out of anger, and there was no one in charge of the entire welfare home.
Anping was an orphan who grew up in a welfare home. The welfare home was his home, and the old dean was his reborn parent. When he heard that the old dean fell ill in bed because his subsidy was squeezed out, Anping immediately took a leave of absence and came back to take his place.
The dean shouldered this heavy burden and secretly made up his mind that if he didn't get back the arrears of subsidy today, he would spend it in the Civil Affairs Bureau.
"No matter what, we must find that irresponsible leader..." Although he was very determined, walking in the empty building, Anping realized that he came at the wrong time, and secretly prayed in his heart that he could find him.
Director He of the Civil Affairs Bureau is in charge of social welfare work.
In Qingjiang, the work style of the government agencies is very lax. The so-called service to the people is just a slogan that is shouted loudly and done sparsely. Every weekend afternoon, all units basically let the sheep go.
Staff members with a little bit of authority would be invited in groups to drink and play cards. The empty building of the Civil Affairs Bureau and the closed doors seemed to confirm Anping's conclusion, which made Anping feel uneasy.
stand up.
"The Executive Deputy Director's Office..." It seemed that the prayer had an effect. When he turned out of the stairs on the third floor, he saw that the door of the Executive Deputy Director's Office was ajar, and buzzing voices came through the crack in the door. This made Anping anxious.
My eyes couldn't help but light up, and I felt a burst of joy in my heart. This really made me happy. Isn't Director He the Executive Deputy Director of the Civil Affairs Bureau?
"...Brother, I'll leave this to you. You can contact me first. The sooner the better. I'm not going anywhere. I'm just waiting for your good news in the office..." He strode to the front of the office eagerly.
Anping was about to knock on the door to argue with Director He, but when he raised his right hand and was about to knock on the door, Anping thought for a moment, put his hand down again, calmed down, and waited patiently and quietly.
Even though Anping has just stepped out of school and started working, his smart mind, flexible consciousness, and habit and personality of being good at observing and summarizing made Anping quickly adapt to the working atmosphere of the agency. For many agencies, he can only understand.
The unspeakable rules, regulations, conventions and other things are quickly understood in my mind, and I am always reminded to abide by the countless game rules in the system.
Taking the situation at hand as an example, Anping could tell from the voice through the crack in the door that Director He was talking on the phone with someone. Listening to his anxious words, he could feel that he was not very happy in his heart.
Knocking on the door rashly at this time, regardless of whether Director He will pay attention to your knocking, just put down the phone to greet you, interrupting his call, I am afraid he will not be happy, leaders are all
He has personality and temper. Although it is a matter of course to ask for subsidies for the welfare home, the decision-making power of whether to give it or not is in the hands of others. The serious business matter has changed its angle, and it has become
You can imagine how likely it is that if you ask someone for a personal matter and make the person unhappy, they still want to get it done.
"Tap-tat-tat..." After waiting quietly at the door for a while, Anping heard the sound of a phone being slammed in the office, and then the entire floor fell silent. It seemed that Director He had already finished the call, and Anping was
Then he stood up and knocked on the door gently.
"Come in..." There was a knock on the door and a shout. He had just the right sense of proportion. Through Director He's rough and high-pitched shout, Anping, who was attentive, could not feel the anger, and there was a bit of smallness in his heart.
proud.
"Hello, Director He, my name is Anping, I am from the Qingjiang Welfare Institute. The old director asked me to come to you to apply for a subsidy..." Pushing the door and entering the office, a tall man, forty-seven, was sitting behind the large table.
He was eight years old, with a very rugged appearance, and thick stubble that covered most of his face like spikes. This appearance was consistent with the image of Director He who Anping had learned was a military cadre, so he immediately introduced himself straight to the point.
"Anping? Welfare home? Are you from the welfare home? Why don't I remember that there is someone in the welfare home named Anping..." Anping was looking at Director He, and Director He was also looking at Anping up and down, thinking about the only things in the welfare home.
Several staff members filtered through the toilet, but they didn't even bother to address the half-grown boy named Anping in front of them. There was an unnatural trace of doubt in their eyes, and they took a serious look at Anping's bright red paper covering the welfare house on the table.
The official seal and the application form signed by the old dean were satisfactory, and then he nodded lightly.
Qingjiang Welfare Institute is a social welfare institution under the Civil Affairs Bureau. It has only four official establishments. Director He, as the deputy director in charge, is in charge of the resettlement of military personnel and social preferential treatment in the Civil Affairs Bureau. No matter how bureaucratic he is, he cannot distinguish between them.
The soldiers under his command have no impression of Anping at all. If it weren't for Anping's young age, he wears blue pants, a white shirt, and looks like the standard work clothes of a Qingjiang civil servant. He speaks and behaves quietly in Chinese, and has a somewhat shy bookish air.
, and took out the application form from the welfare home. Director He suspected that Anping was a fake.
"Director He, you have misunderstood. I work for the Longxing Town Government in a suburban county. I was an orphan who grew up in a welfare home. The old director is sick, and Aunt Liu has to take care of several elderly people who are paralyzed in bed and can't get away.
The old dean entrusted me to come to you to apply for subsidies..." Director He's surprised expression caught Anping's eyes. He immediately realized that there was a flaw in his self-introduction, arousing people's suspicion, and hurriedly continued.
The director added what he said.
"Orphan? Oh, I remembered, Anping? The orphanage once adopted an orphan, it was you. It's so fast. Several years have passed and you have joined the work..." Anping's explanation made Director He's
A vague image of a child emerged in his mind and gradually merged with the Anping in front of him, and he suddenly had an expression of enlightenment.
A few years ago, there was a major disarmament in the military region. Director He's age had reached the limit. He had no choice but to change jobs and returned to his hometown in Qingjiang. With the help of the head of the army, he became the deputy director of the Qingjiang Civil Affairs Bureau. As soon as he took office, he heard about the affairs he was in charge of.
An orphan named Anping was adopted from the welfare home for the elderly. This child is smart and smart, and studies very well. He ranked first in the city in the high school entrance examination. He suddenly became the talk of Qingjiang residents after dinner, and it was a hot topic for a while. Director He
He also used Anping's situation as a typical teaching material for his son, hoping that his son would also be able to go to college and glorify his ancestors. However, learning this thing also requires talent at certain times. With his son joining the army, Director He said:
My son’s dream of going to college has completely come to nothing. It’s been three or four years, which is very sad.
"Hmm! Longxing Town? You work for the Longxing Town Government? When did you go there? Which area are you responsible for..." The emotion passed by in a flash. Director He seemed to have just remembered something. He leaned forward suddenly and said with a
He asked about Anping with eager eyes.
"Director He, I graduated from the agricultural school in July and was assigned to Longxing Town, a suburban county. I have just started working for less than two months. I studied agriculture and work in the town's agricultural office, responsible for agricultural production and agricultural technology promotion.
..." Anping couldn't think of any intersection between the Civil Affairs Bureau and Longxing Town in the suburban county, and couldn't analyze why Director He asked him with such eager eyes, but he could communicate with Director He.
Establishing harmonious communication would be of some benefit to the purpose of his trip. Naturally, Anping would not give up this opportunity and immediately made a brief introduction.
"Oh, Agriculture Office, you have to deal with crops all the time. I heard that you are very good at studying, but it's a pity that you didn't go to university! Do you know Huang Dafa from Xijie Village, Longxing Town..." Anping was a little surprised when he saw it.
Director He couldn't figure it out. Director He realized that he had gone too far. He hurriedly sought medical treatment for this disease. Even Anping, a young boy, regarded it as a life-saving straw. It was really disrespectful and he gently leaned back.
Sitting on the chair, his face regained its unique majesty as a leader.
"Huang Dafa? Of course I know him. He is a major grain grower in the town. He responded to the town's call this year and planted a lot of flue-cured tobacco..." Although he has not been working for a long time, Anping has seen too many leadership figures, let alone
Department-level cadres like Director He in the city, who are deputy section-level cadres in the town, all assume a condescending attitude, and what the leaders say may seem irrelevant, but they often mean something. Anping guesses He
The director would never drag Huang Dafa into a conversation with him without any end. As soon as his mind changed, the name Huang Dafa was imprinted in his mind.