The few people who came to help breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that their leaders would not care.
Although the tone is bad, the meaning is right. They are right to come to help Mayor Qian!
And according to the instructions of their leaders, they not only wanted to help, but also wanted to help a lot. Even their leaders couldn't wait to go into battle naked and take the lead in person.
After everyone relaxed and no longer had to worry, they instantly recalled what the leader had just said on the phone, with expressions of resentment that they wished they could find a crack in the ground and burrow into it on the spot.
My good leader, you just need to know this in your heart. Why do you have to say it out? Now it’s better, just whip the corpse in front of the public! Shame on you! This is too embarrassing! ! !
The man with a slightly higher emotional intelligence from before scratched his head in embarrassment and explained: "Mayor Qian, we are here purely because of your personality charm, and it has nothing to do with your background or background."
Qian Chen smiled slightly: "What are you talking about? You are kind enough to come here to help. How could I suspect that your motives are impure? We are all young people, so we should be closer and closer. Isn't this relationship the result of overtime work? ?”
Another person nodded wildly: "Mayor Qian is right, we are a big group, and comrades should help each other and make progress together."
Qian Chen expressed his affirmation, smiled and was about to praise him, but what he said next made Qian Chen's smile freeze on his face.
"And what Director Zhang just said about your backstage, don't worry. We just discussed it internally and it will never be spread. As you know, our party and government offices have always been tight-lipped."
Qian Chen stared at the speaker with strange eyes, as if to say: Are you still keeping secret with me? Why, Mayor, one bottle without a bottom is enough, and you can make 7 of them for me?
Hearing this person's words, several colleagues around him cast resentful glances: You really don't know what to do, and no one said anything. Why are you so anxious to explain? Isn’t it too much that there is no three hundred taels of silver here?
The man also realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly covered his mouth with his hand and kept silent.
The other people also stood silently, smiling awkwardly. Qian Chen glanced back and forth at the corners of his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became weird.
"Hey, Mayor Qian, you said you were busy here, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me, I would have brought them over to help."
The arrival of Zhang Yimin, director of the Party and Government Office, broke the weirdness, and Qian Chen greeted him with a smile.
"What are you talking about, Director Zhang? I was in a hurry right now, so I sent someone over without saying hello to Director Zhang. I hope Director Zhang won't be angry with me."
Zhang Yimin quickly denied: "Mayor Qian's words are obvious. We are all our own people. How could I be angry with Mayor Qian because of this matter?"
Later, Zhang Yimin asked Qian Chen what work he was anxious to deal with. After asking the whole story, he instantly understood what to do.
"Since Mayor Qian can entrust us with such an important matter, it means that Mayor Qian trusts us. We cannot live up to Mayor Qian's trust in us. We must complete this matter conscientiously, quickly and efficiently. Do you understand that the county’s approval will be delayed for a few days?”
"Understood."
"When this matter is over, Mayor Qian and I will treat you all to dinner and give you a day off to have a good rest!
Okay, why are you still hanging around here? Get started now! "
I have to say that Zhang Yimin really looked like a leader. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started working enthusiastically, and the energy was instantly greater than before.
Qian Chen works in a low-key manner. When people come to help, he will definitely treat the guests to a meal after the matter is finished, but he will never mention the treat in advance and wait until it is implemented.
But Zhang Yimin was different. It didn't matter whether he was invited to dinner or not, or whether he had a holiday. He painted the cake first, so that the work enthusiasm of several people would not be mobilized in an instant. This kind of approach was the leader's approach.
Of course, you can’t draw this cake casually. You have to act according to reality. You can’t say that you asked others to help you work overtime, and you just said to buy them an A8. Who would believe it?
Qian Chen also realized this and felt that he had to learn how to draw cakes first.
There was nothing I could do. I had just been promoted to a minor subject, and there was only a little girl named Zhang Lin under me. It was understandable that the leadership temperament did not keep up.
"Come on, Mayor Qian, give me this pile of information. I'm familiar with our town and I'll have no problem keeping it."
The director of the party and government office serves the party committee secretary and the mayor of the town. How can Qian Chen, the deputy mayor, trouble others.
"No, Director Zhang, I'm very grateful that you can support me. How can I let you work? Let us leave these things to us."
"How can that be done? Seeing that Mayor Qian is so selfless, I sincerely want to help. Please don't be polite to me."
After several rejections, Zhang Yimin actually sat in Qian Chen's office and started working. Of course, Zhang Yimin couldn't always help here. As the director of the Party and Government Office, he naturally had a lot of things to do. Now It’s no longer easy to work down-to-earth here for an afternoon.
For three days in a row, Qian Chen, Zhang Lin and several comrades from the Party and Government Office worked overtime to get the materials, and finally completed all the work before the county review.
That night, Qian Chen invited Zhang Yimin and took Zhang Lin and the comrades from the Party and Government Office to have a meal together. The standard was quite good and the government paid for it.
Everyone has been working so hard these days, so it’s not too much to go out for an overtime meal, right?
I will work overtime tomorrow, but today is the first time I have to eat overtime. Isn’t it too much to spend the money that should have been spent on today?
Therefore, Qian Chen directly signed for a box of 20 years at the small supermarket designated by his unit. The unit price was 398 per bottle, which was enough to comfort the brothers who helped him work.
Of course, the place to eat must be a little hidden. Although Qian Chen's meal is justified, the people don't care about you. You must know that you are an official eating and drinking there, and maybe they will report you with your real name.
Unless this kind of thing is strictly investigated during large-scale inspections, the Discipline Inspection Commission rarely takes care of it on weekdays. After all, how can anyone working in the unit work without eating? Everyone is going out to eat, why don't you check everyone's talismans one by one to see if they meet the standards? Then the Discipline Inspection Commission must not be too busy? How many people will be offended? But if someone makes a real-name report, the Discipline Inspection Commission will have to give an explanation.
The wine is good wine, Yan is good Yan, a good deed has been completed, everyone is very happy, the table is full of people drinking and drinking, it is very lively.
Everyone is a public employee and they all have work tomorrow. Six men and two women drank four bottles of wine, which was a lot but not too much. Qian Chen asked the young man with a higher emotional intelligence to put Zhang Yimin's car in reserve for the last two bottles. The box went.
Firstly, they have really done their best, and secondly, there may be things that will trouble them in the future.
Qian Chen can't give him a big gift, but this small favor is still no problem.
At this time, Qian Chen suddenly understood, to be a human being, to be a human being, is to use public money for yourself?
…
The next morning, Qian Chen had just handed over the work to He Bing with the compiled information. When he returned to his office, his buttocks were still hot when Zhang Lin walked in with a silver-haired, depressed middle-aged man. .
Qian Chen cast a questioning look at Zhang Lin: "Who is this?"
Zhang Lin shrugged: "I don't know who it is."
? ? ?
You didn't know anyone, so you just led them straight to my office?
Seeing Qian Chen's strange expression, Zhang Lin immediately explained: "That's it. When I just went out to get something, I saw that he wanted to enter our town government, but the security guard refused to let him in. I saw that he looked anxious, like If something happened, I brought him back."
Good guy, do all beautiful women have such a strong sense of responsibility? If trouble doesn't come to you, why don't you bring it on yourself?
Qian Chen instantly thought of Hua Xiangrong. Wasn't it because Hua Xiangrong had a strong sense of responsibility that she followed him to Huanglin Town for two days to paint the portrait without complaint?
Qian Chen felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it. It seemed that he had to find time to treat the girl to a meal in the next two days to express his apology... Well, it was to express his gratitude. He didn't mean it at the beginning. Coming out to apologize now will definitely make both of them feel uncomfortable.
Qian Chen quickly pulled his thoughts back, then stood up and asked the middle-aged man: "Uncle, why did you come to the town government? I am Qian Chen, the deputy mayor of our Huanglin Town Government, in charge of petition work. , if you have anything, just tell me."
The middle-aged man stared at Qian Chen, then looked at Zhang Lin, and then started dancing with his mouth.
"Oh, this uncle is a deaf mute and can't hear you."
"Then you didn't tell me earlier."
Qian Chen then sat down and scrawled what he just said on a piece of paper, and then handed it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man waved his hands.
"Oh, uncle said he can't read."
Qian Chen rolled his eyes at Zhang Lin: "I can understand this."
The middle-aged man first bowed to Qian Chen and Zhang Lin, and then quickly started pinching them with his hands, making Qian Chen dazzled.
Qian Chen was waiting for Zhang Lin to translate, but there was no movement from Zhang Lin. Then he looked at Zhang Lin: "Why didn't you say it when it was time to say it?"
Zhang Lin said innocently: "I don't understand this sign language either."
…
Qian Chen was speechless for a while: "Then go and ask who knows sign language. We can't just look at each other with an uncle, right?"
"I asked, but no one in our township understands, so I brought people to you."
Qian Chen was even more speechless: I really admire you, you idiot. If everyone doesn’t understand co-writing, how can I understand? Do I look like I'm deaf?
