At the end of the day, Teacher Yu was busy at his desk alone on the night of New Year's Eve.
During this period of time, there must be a person in charge who can be found at any time to deal with special situations, and Bai Lang left the Judicial Committee as soon as they left...
Then, she would be the only one left in the end.
There are so many things she needs to learn, such as how to deal with the priorities of government affairs, how to soothe the emotions of her subordinates, and how to seize the fattest meat in one bite and then take the most bitter tasks at the moment when the task is assigned by the superiors. Throw out the errands.
But if you want to learn this, you have to start with the hardest job.
"Director!"
Guan Mao came in, opened the door and said with a dissatisfied look: "The police station and the Judicial Committee have all withdrawn, and we are the only ones who are still working. This is unfair!"
Teacher Yu didn't even raise his head, but he echoed, "Yes, it's not fair."
Guan Mao continued: "Why can't we celebrate the New Year? Why do we have to work endless overtime?"
"I would rather not be paid during this time and want to rest at home."
At this time, Teacher Yu raised her head and found that only Guan Mao was standing at the door, but there were many people's shadows on the ground.
"Come in, everyone."
Teacher Yu shouted, and then the entire Suzheng Bureau staff entered the room. These included her former classmates and graduates recruited from the university. They all came to this city with ideals in mind. Just like the former teacher Yu.
"Have you all eaten?" Teacher Yu asked with concern. Seeing someone nodding, he felt a little relieved.
She stood up from her seat and walked around the desk, leaned back on the desk, crossed her arms in front of her chest and said, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
"But you also know that someone has to stick to Menneng, right?"
When she saw someone else was about to speak, she raised her hand and stopped the person who wanted to speak: "Wait until I finish."
"I won't let your hard work go in vain..."
She touched her pocket and realized that she had just come out of prison and there was no money in her pocket: "Guan Mao, starting from today, we will meet the food standard of our Su Zheng Bureau. As long as you can buy it in the market, Anything that arrives can be delivered to the kitchen, and there will be no obstacles during the Chinese New Year.”
"Also, I will apply to Mr. Xu for the highest salary in all functional departments of Meng Neng. After all, we continued to work despite the war in Bangkang and the destruction of Meng Neng. I guarantee that each of you can get this money. .”
"Finally, I want you to promise that when the Chinese New Year comes next year, it will definitely not be you who are still at your posts. This time... can be regarded as a shift, how about it?"
Teacher Yu finally understands!
The money in the public account does not belong to her, so why would she hesitate to spend other people's money to win people's hearts?
Look at those people, look at me, look at you, no one can say anything. They are here to be powerful. In addition to their ideals, they also have to do it for money. Now that they have the money, they have the benefits, and they have leaders. I promise I won’t suffer like this next year, and I won’t get everything I deserve.
"Director Yu, can you really eat whatever you want?"
"Hahaha, whatever I say."
"Yu Bureau, then you should go back and rest early, it's too late."
The people from Su Zheng Bureau left, but Director Yu looked out the window at this moment. She saw the fireworks exploding in the sky, and the words in her mind rang out, "Fireworks really can't touch the sky. Don't they, they are not beautiful?" Already? '.
In the past, she thought that only those who stood in the sky were ideal. After this time, she felt that she was wrong.
Those fireworks that explode are ideal.
Its brilliance is only in the sky, but the smell of gunpowder and scraps of paper after the beauty are the reality after shouting the ideal slogan.
Want to see fireworks? Then don’t think it smells bad;
Want to set off firecrackers? Then the sanitation workers have to clean the streets.
If they are all banned, nothing will happen, but who else wants to celebrate the New Year?
Teacher Yu smiled and shook his head. It was such a simple truth, but he actually had to go to a dark prison and pay such a high price to understand it.
Turning back, she had to continue working. Just as she was about to get up, she saw a person in the corner: "Burea?"
The person who had not decided whether to come in or not suddenly raised his head when he was shouted: "I...I'm not...me..."
Burea also held a lunch box in his hand: "Ah, the dumplings that Eminem made before leaving have been frozen in the refrigerator. Today is the New Year, and I... thought you might not have eaten them, so I brought them to you."
As a beginner in love, Bujea showed the bad things that all men have had.
He would shout in front of his buddies, "I'll fucking slap her when she gets back." He would turn around and write a short essay, "Baby, can you give me some face in front of my buddies in the future?" He would shout, "I'll designate this time." After breaking up with her, after two cups of cat pee, I made a phone call and cried bitterly, "You can't fucking see my hard work"!
Yes, all men are like this, or have been like this.
They pretend to be big in front of their buddies, and when they get home they can say things like 'I was wrong'.
But how many women can understand it?
How many women can understand these so-called "surrenders", which actually should be translated as "reluctance" through translation. How many women can understand this kind of painstaking explanations and ink marks, which are not telling you that he has paid at all. What, but a real 'breakup countdown'?
Burea is here, and he is here, but this does not mean that his mood of holding a gun and wanting to kill people in the mountains is fake, nor does it mean that when a person is cooking dumplings in a villa, he will suddenly think about whether Teacher Yu has eaten or not. Very shameful.
He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person like everyone else.
Teacher Yu's way of handling this kind of thing also changed. She took the initiative to walk out of the office, reached out and held Burea's shoulder, and said: "Are you okay?"
Brzea's eyes filled with tears for no reason, as if those days when he had stood on the hilltop outside the black prison were all worth it.
"Shall we talk?"
Teacher Yu brought a chair to Burea and then sat next to him.
He just said with a smile on his face and spring in his eyes: "I don't love you, this is a premise that cannot be changed."
She didn't hit anyone, nor did she flatter anyone. She said calmly: "If I don't love him now, I won't love him in the future."
"If I were asked to choose between conquering men and conquering the world, I would definitely choose to conquer the world; if I was asked to choose between conquering Myanmar and conquering men, I would definitely choose to conquer Myanmar; even if I were asked to choose someone who opens a supermarket and conquers people in a community, Or to conquer a man's heart, I would choose to open a supermarket."
"I don't want to be a little girl in someone's house. Do we make it clear this time?"
"you……"
"Yes, we will still have work contacts in the future, but we cannot become friends; we will still meet in Meng Neng. As long as you need it, I can provide you with any help at work, but it cannot be emotional."
"The road between us is completed today."
She comforted Boureat in a soft voice: "Go find a girl who loves you, so you don't have to fall in love with me."
"Or do what you men do best, use power and money to make women take off their clothes, because in such a world, I will never believe in love."
"Okay?"
She was still smiling, more tenderly than anything Brugea had ever seen. (End of chapter)
