Chapter 1253
"Explain clearly to me what "not in the county" means. What does "not in the county" mean? Didn't we agree on it yesterday? What does he mean?"
The deputy director of the Organization Department asked angrily on the phone.
It turned out that today was the time for Chen Bo to take office. The Organization Department sent a deputy minister to send Chen Bo to take office. But halfway there, he received a call from the county party committee office, saying that the county party secretary Dang Xinyu had gone to the provincial capital and had not returned.
"The party secretary said yesterday that he would definitely come back today, but he just called and said that the work in the province is not finished and he cannot come back."
The deputy director of the Organization Department was very angry about the county's attitude, but he had no choice but to continue going to see Chen Bo take office.
Chen Bo didn't care. He drove the car by himself and didn't know what was going on. When he arrived at the service area, he realized that the party was far away.
"If you're not there, then I'm not here. I'm going to work, not to pay him a pilgrimage. I'll just check in with him when he comes." Chen Bo said nonchalantly.
Therefore, Bi Wenshan, deputy secretary of the county party committee, chaired the cadre meeting instead of Dang Xinyuan. Chen Bo, the deputy county magistrate, is not that important. As the same saying goes, whether it is important or not is not just a matter of words, but depends on the situation.
It is in place, but there is another problem. He, the executive deputy county magistrate, needs to be appointed by the Standing Committee of the County People's Congress. Now that the secretary is away, the county magistrate is treating his illness, so Chen Bo is nothing now. This procedure is still very important, otherwise , if the name is incorrect, the words will not be correct.
Chen Bo knew what the conditions were here, so after the deputy minister left, Chen Bo went to his office.
As soon as we arrived at the yard of the county government, a middle-aged man came up to us, followed by several staff members.
Cao Yong, the director of the county office, and the following few are government office staff. How can I put it, the overall feeling of these people is that they have no energy, and the smiles on their faces look fake.
"Director Cao, please take me to the office first. Also, where should I stay at night? Is there a place?" Chen Bo asked.
"Yes, yes, everything has been arranged. Your office is on the second floor, next to County Magistrate Gao's office..."
"How long has County Magistrate Gao been gone?" Chen Bo asked.
"It's been almost half a year. Several deputy county magistrates here have been very busy. Today one of them came. Our offices are on the second floor. If you need anything, you can tell me directly." Cao Yong said.
Cao Yong is a good old man in his forties. You can tell from his face that he is the kind of person who has no problem serving the leader, but if you want to get anything else out of him, don't even think about it.
This may not be an intuitive impression, but he is very similar to one person, and that is Ding Wuyuan. (Protagonist of "The Problem Is Not a Problem")
Cao Yong gave himself a lot of things, all of which he could use.
"Old Cao, does our office have county records?"
"There are no restrictions. You can tell me what you want. If you don't have it, we will buy it." Cao Yong said very enthusiastically.
Chen Bo said it was not a restriction, but a county magistrate. Only then did Lao Cao understand.
Chen Bo wanted to take a look at the county records here. Before he was appointed, he would not do anything. He also wanted to get a general idea of the situation here and see who were the so-called clan members in this county.
Chen Bo looked at the county annals in front of him, learning about the past and present life of this county from beginning to end, until now. When the sky darkened, he turned on the light.
Cao Yong stood at the door for a while, then knocked on the door and said: "County Magistrate Chen, it's time to get off work, everyone has left."
"Oh, you should go too. I'll be watching for a while. I know I want to eat in the back. You can go ahead and go." Chen Bo said without raising his head.
"Hey, okay, then I'm off work. If you need anything, just call me. My home is one kilometer away from here, very close..."
Chen Bo waved his hands, but his eyes never left the county magistrate.
It’s not that he wants to work overtime, but that he really has nothing to do. Should he go back to bed at this time?
Moreover, I am supposed to be the executive deputy county magistrate after all, so how come I don’t even have anyone to treat me to dinner?
It's not that they didn't, but they didn't invite him. Several other deputy county magistrates were playing cards in a restaurant five hundred meters away from the county government, and they were waiting for Cao Yong, director of the county government office, to arrive before they could start the banquet.
"Old Cao, what's going on? It's so late and we have a new master who won't serve us anymore?" One of them joked when he saw Cao Yong coming in.
"Oh, this is a difficult boss again. I can't figure out the pulse. He doesn't do anything when he comes. I have to look at the county records. It's easy to find him. It seems endless. He hasn't left the stall yet. "Cao Yong said.
Bi Wenshan was also there, and he raised his head when he heard this, "Reading the county annals?"
"Yeah, I read the county annals. I'm still reading it now."
Bi Wenshan sighed, threw the cards in his hand on the table, and stopped playing.
"What happened?"
"Look at the county annals, they are going to dig us out from the root, and what the hell are we going to do?"
Everyone laughed when they heard it. They had the final say in what they should eat and drink in this county.
Not long ago, County Magistrate Gao Xingwen refused to listen to their greetings and did not go with them. Why, he went to the province for medical treatment in anger, and now he has gone to Beijing for medical treatment. He will definitely not come back.
This is true for a county magistrate, let alone a deputy county magistrate who has not yet taken office.
So, these people discussed how to deal with the new young deputy county magistrate in the private room of this restaurant.
After these people left, a pair of young people walked out from the next room. The woman looked at the greasy men downstairs and almost vomited, while the man stood obediently behind her and whispered. Said: "It seems that Chen Bo can't work here anymore."
"You know shit."
When the man wanted to say something else, the woman glared at her hard and she didn't dare to speak.
Yes, these two people are Ye Xiaoyu and Xie Liting who came to congratulate Chen Bo.
The two of them inquired all the way to the county government. There was a gatekeeper at the door. He glanced at them and ignored them, so Ye Xiaoyu and Xie Liting ran towards the two rooms with lights on.
One is Chen Bo's office, and the other is the duty room of the county government office.
Ye Xiaoyu stood at the door, and Xie Liting stood behind her.
"County Chief Chen, haven't you eaten yet?" Ye Xiaoyu asked, picking up the tone here.
"I'm not hungry now, what's the matter?" Chen Bo looked at the text on the table and asked without looking up.
Ye Xiaoyu came in uninvited, but Xie Liting did not follow him. This time did not belong to him. He knew that his appearance at this time would make Ye Xiaoyu unhappy.
So, Ye Xiaoyu turned around and told him to go to the restaurant just now to buy some food and bring it back.
Until Chen Bo noticed someone coming in at the door, he looked up and saw Ye Xiaoyu who was halfway there.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
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