Chapter 100: 【the fat is in the fire! 】

on Monday.
The aunt's cerebral thrombosis goes to the hospital every year to rush the blood vessels. If I don't feel relieved, I will go home with my aunt. It seems that I will return to the north of Heping Street next week. BACK used a clean gamble on Sunday, and today it is still the first day of accumulation, and there is no way to gamble. Therefore, Dong Xuebin had to pay attention to his mind, prepare to concentrate on his work, try not to make some low-level mistakes, and save the daily BACK to the most needed time.
In the comprehensive office, Tan Limei and Chang Juan are chatting.
"I heard that it is not? The leaders of the bureau have to adjust." Tan Limei whispered.
Chang Juan Yi, "It seems that Director Yan wants to go up, go to a national security office in other provinces?"
Guo Panwei interjected: "It is promoted to the deputy director of the National Security Office of a southern province."

Hey, is it?
Chang Juan put the eyebrow pencil in the drawer.
I thought it was the Northern Provincial Hall.

Dong Xuebin, who just stepped into the office door, just heard their conversation. Will Yan Bureau be transferred? There was a gossip in the matter last week, but Dong Xuebin thought that it was a rumor that he was not taking it seriously. Nowadays, so many people are talking about it, and Xu is really no wind and no waves. If it is true, who will the new director come from? Is it an airborne one or is Zhou Guo'an political commissar successful in taking over?
"Hey, Director Dong." Chang Juan first saw Dong Xuebin, his face immediately smiled.
"Director Dong, good morning."
"Director Dong."
Dong Xuebin was very satisfied with the harmonious atmosphere of the current office. He smiled and nodded with everyone. He stunned Guo Shunjie at the computer desk and took his eyes and turned into his office. Whether it was when he first entered the branch, Guo Shunjie’s suppression was the same as when he told Li Qing that he had crossed the supervisor’s leadership and reported his work to Xu Yan. Dong Xuebin gave him the account. This Guo Shunjie seems to be honest. Now as the deputy director, I am still ready to calculate myself. If there is no BACK on the day, Director Li Qing may have some opinions on himself.
After brewing tea, Dong Xuebin bowed his head and thought about how to clean up and collect the surname Guo.
Hey, Tan Limei and the pile kicked the door of their office.
Dong Xuebin retracted the hand that pinched his eyebrows. "Hey, Tan Zizizi, what? Is it right?"
The pile's face is a little reddish, "Binzi, that's it, I am with Limei... um... um..."
"You got it!" Tan Limei didn't take a look at him. Then he smiled and said to Dong Xuebin: "For me, director Bin, you know that we have more rules and regulations, such as talking about objects. I had to report to my superiors. In the morning, I met Li Qing with the pile. When he met, he asked if we were engaged in the object. When I couldn’t see it, I said to Director Li, then he let me The two will report to you again, and it is estimated that they will be able to adjust their positions in a few days." When they talked about the object, the two were not suitable for working in an office.
Dong Xuebin is very happy for his friends. "Oh, that congratulations, when are you drinking your favorite wine?"
The pile coughed embarrassedly: "We met the other parent a few days ago, we are getting married... it should be faster."
"Who said to marry you!" Tan Limei took him, but his face was a little happy. "Hey, I have to consider it!"
Dong Xuebin said: "We are honest people, Tan Zi, don't always move your hands and feet, and you can't stand the sorrow of meat."
"Oh, yes, the leader made a speech, I dare not listen." After a while, Tan Limei suddenly remembered something. "Right right, I just heard about it from the political office. This year, the youth of the West Campus School." The cadre training class is going to start. This time it is divided into two classes, one at the department level and one for half a month."
Dong Xuebin blinked his eyes, "...party school training?"
Tan Limei knows that Dong Xuebin, who has just entered the branch without a month, may not understand the truth, but she is not as good as a person to explain. Isn't that letting the leadership not come to Taiwan? So Tan Limei pays attention to the language, and laughs with a tone of voice: "You also know that other institutions have said that every year, regardless of the district or city party school quota can be divided a little, but our unit environment is special, this opportunity to go to the party school I don’t want to have a quota every year. This year, if it’s not the district’s industrial and commercial bureau, there’s a situation where it’s rich and it’s a rich place. It’s not enough for our branch. There aren’t even a few branches in the east and north of the city, so it’s precious. I guess a lot of leaders are remembering."
Dong Xuebin also heard about the party school. For example, before a cadre was promoted, he would often arrange to go to the party school or the city party school to train and study, grind the qualifications, and then make appointments after returning. So when you see which cadre suddenly went to the party school, it is likely to be a precursor to promotion.
The pile followed: "Binzi you should fight for it."
Dong Xuebin said that I thought about it. If the quota can be obtained, I will go to the party school to apply for a qualification. I don’t have any resistance to mention the deputy, but I have just been promoted, and it is only a deputy level of treatment. No matter from which angle, this place can't get to my head.
Tan Limei seems to have seen Dong Xuebin’s thoughts. He smiled and said:
The situation of deputy treatment in the department-level cadre training class is not without exception. Even some general staff members who have already decided to be promoted have precedents for going to the training class. Well, therefore, Director Bin, I also think that you should fight for it. If you can really go to the party school, you may decide to directly correct the director after you come back."
Dong Xuebin smiled and waved his hand. "Where is it so fast." In fact, there is also a bit of movement in my heart.
Deputy department, deputy department, he can remember for a long time!
Bell bell...
The phone on Dong Xuebin’s desk rang, it was Li Qing’s call. After hanging up the phone, Dong Xuebin and Tan Limei both said:
Say business, there will be a meeting in the afternoon with the conference room No. 2, the information documents to be used. I will list it for you later, Tan Zi, this thing is still responsible for you and Chang Juan, the woman is careful, the error rate is less when the documents are handled, um, arrange the venue... let Guo Shunjie go." Non-party committee Ordinary meetings, documents and materials have always been the responsibility of the General Office.
"Roger that!"
After Tan Limei went out, she will tell the task to everyone.
At the same time, he had to arrange the venue himself. Guo Shunjie stood up in a sullen face and walked out of the comprehensive office. Arranging the venue is not much more tired than preparing the documents, but it is not good-looking on the face, so Guo Shunjie is very unbalanced in his heart, and while he is holding Dong Xuebin, he is discouraged to complain to the political commissar of Zhou.
Zhou Guoan was in a good mood for the past two days, and he did not interrupt him. He was absent-minded while signing the document.
At the end, Guo Shunjie also said: "Zhou Shu, Dong Xuebin is so directed at me, obviously it is not in your eyes, too much, no one, he..."
"Okay." Zhou Guoan listened more and more misunderstood, his brow wrinkled, and he was annoyed by him. He tapped his finger on the table and said: "Don’t worry, don’t worry, promise your parents’ things will do it for you. A little patience?"
Guo Shunjie hates tooth itch. When you collect money, you receive a lot of pain. Now, call me not to worry? If I continue this way, I will let the surname Dong’s call die! Can my mother be in a hurry? Out of the political commissar's office, Guo Shunjie squinted his fists and his eyes became more and more yin!
Before noon, Tan Limei and Chang Juan pulled out the information, a total of twelve people, prepared thirteen copies, and added one spare. Dong Xuebin casually opened one of them and looked at it. No problem, he nodded to the table and went to the cafeteria to eat.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Dong Xuebin walked into the conference room No. 2 with thirteen study materials, and placed the folders neatly in the name. In fact, Dong Xuebin can look for Guo Panwei or other people to do it, and don’t have to come in person, but the party committee has squeezed out Zhou Guo’an’s nomination on the deputy director, which will inevitably leave the political commissar what to do, plus Yan The director has to transfer ~EbookFREE.me~ to say that the political commissar will not take over, so Dong Xuebin has to show a little, it is best to remove the thorns from Zhou Guoan's heart.
At this time, the back door opened and several leaders walked into the conference room one by one. Zhou Guoan was the last one.
"Weekly political commissars are all arranged." Dong Xuebin said.
Zhou Guoan faintly nodded and walked over to sit down to the chief.
Dong Xuebin noticed the face of the political commissar and blinked, and he withdrew from the conference room.
This is a meeting that doesn't hurt, mainly to learn the spirit of the instructions issued by the central government. When the time comes, Zhou Guoan clears the scorpion, and opens the folder to start talking with the voice of yin and yang.
five minutes……
ten minutes……
twenty minutes……
When I talked about the seventh of the manuscript, Zhou Guoan’s voice suddenly stopped!
Everyone didn't understand what was going on, and they looked up and looked at them with suspicion.
I saw Zhou Guoan flipping through the information in his hand quickly, then sinking his face and slamming the file at the conference table!
Uh? what happened?
The bottom of the people did not know how the political commissar suddenly became so angry, looked down at the information...
Everyone is jealous!
The information is actually wrong, and the middle of the text is not even text, of which four or five are actually black and white introductions of dessert cakes such as cream cakes! And those who are slightly older in the branch are aware that Zhou Guoan has diabetes and can't touch sweets at all! Everyone, look at me, I look at you, one is wrong than one, is it accidentally misplaced? Or... provocation? Provocative political commissar?
Hey, who is so bold! ?
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[The climax is coming, I am eager to recommend tickets! ! 】
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