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117, who will go down the well

The blue tile blue sky does not have a trace of clouds. The hot sun is burning to the ground. The white poplars on both sides of the road are pulled with some leaves under the roasting of the sun, a lot of unparalleled appearance. Occasionally, a car beside me by accident.

The hot air coming from the face brought people a feeling of suffocation. Anping looked up and looked up at the majestic office building of the Civil Affairs Bureau, like an ant looking up at a giant beast.

"In the end, it is a large organ in the city. There is a big job in the family. From top to bottom, there is a magnificent atmosphere.

The office building of the Longxing Town Government, An Ping's heart rose to a sense of powerlessness. It is a government agency and the functional departments that serve the people, but the gap between each other is so big.

"Well, if you don't build this building, or the building is a little smaller ..." She murmured to himself, and a anger rose from Anping's mind because the civic government was in lack of engineering funds.

The office building has been built, and the support funds and subsidies that should be issued should be issued.

Relevant leaders have no results countless times. Under the anxiety, they have fallen into bed.

Anping is an orphan who grew up in the welfare home. The welfare home is his home. The old dean is his regeneration parents.

The dean carried this heavy burden, and secretly determined in his heart. If you do n’t want to return the arrears of subsidy today, you will consume the Civil Affairs Bureau without leaving.

"No matter what, you must find the irresponsible leader ..." Although it is quite large under the determination, when walking in the empty building, An Ping realized that it was not time to come.

Director He, who is in charge of social assistance work in the Civil Affairs Bureau.

In the place of Qingjiang, the work style of the organs is very scattered. The so -called serving the people is the slogan hanging on the mouth, shouting loudly, and looseness. Every weekend afternoon, each unit basically puts sheep.

The staff with a little authority will invite them to drink and play cards in groups of three or five, and the empty buildings of the Civil Affairs Bureau seem to be confirmed by Anping's inference, which makes Anping's heart.

stand up.

"The Deputy Director's Room ..." It seemed that he prayed and turned out of the stairs on the third floor, and when he saw the door of the executive deputy director's room was covered, the buzzing voice passed through the door gap, which made Anping

I couldn't help it, and there was a stealing of my heart. This really made myself come. Isn't Director the Executive Deputy Director of the Civil Affairs Bureau?

"... Brother, please ask you this. You can help me contact me first.

An Ping has to knock on the door to find the theory of Director He. When the right hand that can be raised is about to knock on the door, An Ping thinks about it, put his hand down again, calm his mind, wait and wait quietly.

Don't look at An Ping just walked out of the school gate, just joined the job, but his smart mind, active consciousness, and habits and personality that he was good at and summarized, so that Anping quickly adapted to the work atmosphere of the government.

Unspeering the rules, rules, customs and the like, soon clearly knew the chest, always reminding you to abide by the countless game rules in the system.

Take the situation in front of him, An Ping can analyze from the sound of the door gap. This director He was calling with people. Hearing his anxious words, he could feel that he was not very happy in his heart.

At this time, I knocked on the door, not to mention that Director He ignored your knocking on the door, you could put down the phone to say hello, which interrupted his call. I was afraid that he would not be happy in his heart.

There is a personality and temper. This is a matter of appointment for the welfare institute. Although it should be reasonable, the decision right given not to be in the hands of others, the serious business has changed the angle, but it can become it.

The private affairs of asking for people have caused people to be unhappy, and how much the possibility of thinking of doing things can be imagined.

"Da Da Da ..." After waiting quietly at the door, An Ping heard the sound of clicking on the office in the office, and then the entire floor was back to silence.

Turned out and knocked the door gently.

"Come in ..." Knocking the door fell, and the sound of yelling was just right. The delicate thoughts of Anping, who had a delicate mind, used the rough and high -pitched voices of Director He, and could not feel the meaning of anger.

proud.

"Hello, Director He, my name is Anping. I am from the Qingjiang Welfare Academy. The old dean asked me to come to you to apply for subsidy ..." Pushing the door into the office, sitting up at the large table and sitting up with a tall man, forty -seven

Eight -year -old, the appearance is very rough. The thick and dense stubble is covered with most of the face like a spike. This looks like the image of the director of the military transferring cadre in the image of the military to transfer to the mountain.

"Anping? Welfare Institute? Are you from the welfare home? Why don't I remember the welfare home named An Ping ..." Anping looked at Director He, and Director He also looked up and down.

Several staff members filtered, and they did not face the half -size boy named Anping in front of him, and the eyes were unnaturally revealed in the eyes.

The official seal and the signature application form of the old dean, then nodded lightly.

The Qingjiang Welfare Institute is a social welfare institution under the Civil Affairs Bureau. There are only four formal preparations. Director He, as the deputy director of the supervisor, arrested the army resettlement and social preferential treatment at the Civil Affairs Bureau, which is no matter how bureaucracy is not clear.

The soldiers under their own hands would have no impression on Anping.

, I took out the application form of the welfare institute, and Director He doubted that An Ping was impersonating.

"Director He, you have misunderstood. I work in the Longxing Town Government in the suburbs. It is an orphan who grew up in the welfare home. This is not the old dean.

The old dean entrusted me to apply for subsidies ... "Director He's surprised expression fell into An Ping's eyes, and immediately realized that his self -introduction had a loophole, causing suspicion of others, and hurriedly followed him where to follow up.

The director's words added.

"Orphan? Oh, I remembered, Anping? The Welfare Institute once adopted an orphan, that is, you, this is really fast. After a few years, you have joined the job ..." An Ping explained, let Director He's Director He's

A vague child image appeared in his mind and the Anping in front of him gradually merged together, and there was a sudden expression.

A few years ago, the military region had arranged forces. Director He's age stepped on the line. He helplessly returned to his hometown in Qingjiang. Anerys of the army head of the army became the deputy director of the Qingjiang Civil Affairs Bureau.

An orphan is adopted in the orphan welfare home called Anping. This child is smart and aura. The study is very good. The entrance examination has been the first in the city.

He also used An Ping's situation to make a typical textbook for his son. I look forward to that his son can also take a university to come out of Guangzong Yaozu, but it is also at some point to learn this thing. As the son joins the army, Director He is right.

The university dream that the son is looking forward to is completely empty. This shaking is three or four years. It is very emotional.

"Hmm! Longxing Town? Do you work in the government of Longxing Town? When will you go, which one is responsible for ..." The emotion passed by, and Director He seemed to think of something.

The eager eyes asked about Anping.

"Director He, I graduated from the agricultural school in July and distributed in Longxing Town of the suburbs and counties. I just joined the work for less than two months.

... "In the township of the Civil Affairs Bureau and the Longxing Town of the suburban county, An Ping couldn't think of any intersection between the two, and I couldn't analyze why Director He asked himself with such eager eyes, but he could be with Director He He.

To build a harmonious communication, there is still some benefits for the purpose of his own trip. Anping will naturally not give up this opportunity. Immediately made a brief introduction to it.

"Oh, the Agricultural Office, but I often deal with crops. I heard that you are studying very well, but unfortunately, you can't go to college! Do you know Huang Dafa in West Street Village, Longxing Town ..." Seeing Anping was a little surprised

I ca n’t touch my mind, Director He realized that he was a bit too much. The illness was urgent to apply for medical treatment.

On the chair, the face was restored to the unique majesty as the leader.

"Huang Dafa? Of course, I met. The big grain farmer in the town responded to the call of the town this year, and a lot of roasted cigarettes were planted ..." Although the time to participate in the work is not long, An Ping saw too many leadership images, let alone say

Director He's cadre in the city is the deputy department -level cadres in the town, and the attitude of the posture is high, and what the leader said does not seem to be ascended, but it is often pointing out. Anping guesses why

The director will never pull Huang Dafa into the conversation with himself without any head. As soon as he turns his mind, he printed the name Huang Dafa in his mind.


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