Qu Zhiyao walked out of his room, but only saw his uncle Lin Zhen eating breakfast alone.
"Has aunt gone out already?"
"She went to the countryside today and the city came to check." Lin Zhen looked at his niece who was worried, "Yaoyao, is there something wrong?"
Hearing her uncle ask this question, Qu Zhiyao wanted to tell him her decision and the grievances she felt, but after all, her uncle was not her father. Even her father, after adding a younger brother to the family, rarely listened to her concerns. .
Besides, Song Wen's mother, Chen Juan, is her aunt's best friend after all. It would be better to say it in front of my aunt. Otherwise, my bad-tempered uncle will listen first and then reprimand my aunt. It's even worse for her in this home.
"It's okay, I'm just a little busy with work recently. The city is very optimistic about Li Longzhen's shadow puppet show and the Triumph Monument, and they want the bureau to apply for World Heritage status as soon as possible. There are a lot of materials that need to be prepared."
In fact, many materials should be prepared by the business department. But the department heads all said that she majored in Chinese language and asked her to help polish the manuscript. To say it is smooth means to rewrite it. Qu Zhiyao would not reject others and would only suffer himself.
"Young man, it's a good thing to work more. Don't forget to balance work with rest." My uncle's speaking style at home is much the same as at work.
Qu Zhiyao had something on his mind, so he was a little slow in washing and dressing up, but he still arrived at the work around 8:15. Because at nine o'clock in the morning, she had to follow Director You and Director Pan to take the government bus to Lilong Town.
The County Culture, Broadcasting and Tourism Bureau is located on the sixth floor of the County Government Complex Building, with a staff of less than 20 people. The County Cultural, Broadcasting and Tourism Center, which can be subordinated to public institutions, has nearly 80 people. Except for cultural centers, libraries and other institutions that have other offices, the remaining staff work in the same place as the people in the bureau.
Qu Zhiyao graduated from an ordinary 211 university in Feng City, the provincial capital, majoring in Chinese language and literature. The position he took the exam for was office writing general. Office work is complex and requires dealing with different people. She already has some social anxiety and has a mental disorder when dealing with strangers.
There were five people sitting in her room. The office director, Pan Yuantu, was in his fifties, older than her father. The two eldest sisters are about forty years old, Zhang Jing and Wang Jing, and their daily conversation is about chicken babies. The remaining one is Sun Hanmei, a civil servant who passed the exam last year. She is also a girl.
People in other units joked that Director Pan was so lucky to lead a team of women. Pan Yuantu would smile bitterly and reply, "This blessing is for you, do you want it?"
Where there are many women, there is a lot of right and wrong. Even though Qu Zhiyao is young, he can still understand a few things. In addition, Sun Hanmei, who is one year younger than her, is outgoing and very expressive. She usually either helps Director Pan make tea or helps the two elder sisters go downstairs to pick up express delivery, which makes her dull and incapable of doing things. Even though she does the most work.
Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, she heard Zhang Jing and Wang Jing discussing how helping children with homework would make them bald. Sun Hanmei still circled Director Pan.
When Director Pan saw her coming in, he ordered: "Xiaoqu, please sort out the materials carefully. The requirements for going to Lilong Town this morning are higher. Not only our Director You is going, but also the deputy county magistrate from the province. I want to go too.”
"County Magistrate Yuan Mingxi who came from the province to take a temporary post?" Sun Hanmei's smart eyes began to shine, "I saw him yesterday when I went to the government building to deliver materials. People from the province have an outstanding temperament. They are tall and elegant. Gentle and gentle. Director Pan, I heard that anyone who comes to take a temporary job will be promoted and re-employed when they return. Is this true?"
"That's natural. He's just in his early thirties. I heard he has a good background."
Qu Zhiyao was not interested in this gossip at all, and couldn't understand why Sun Hanmei was so excited.
What does the big shot from the province have to do with these little clerks? Besides, does it mean that someone who looks and behaves politely must be polite? Song Wen still looks polite to outsiders.
The materials needed to hold the seminar have already been prepared, printed, and packed in folders. The information on Qu Zhiyao's desk was given by Director You as an extra "care" for her. It was an overview of the repair work done on the Triumph Monument in different historical periods to conform to the mainstream aesthetics. At that time, Director You said that this triumphal monument has gone through several dynasties, and the shape of the outer wall has always changed. Most of the leaders of the cultural system are literati. If someone wants to know this, she can report it, which can be regarded as a sure battle.
You Tianfang previously served as deputy director of the County Education Bureau, and he was transferred here less than a month ago. Everything had to be planned in advance, so she had to be even busier.
Thinking that several years in the materials needed to be confirmed, she called the Lilongzhen Cultural Station.
Unexpectedly, just after saying a few words, there was a noise in the corridor.
For years, she had shrunk like a quail in the crowd. I never thought that this noise would be related to me.
Only when I heard Song Wen's voice did I have to believe this fact.
Song Wen came to the complex to pick her up several times. Because he drove a luxury car, he was inevitably watched by people. Therefore, everyone in the office knows him.
She followed Song Wen to the elevator and found that people on other floors had also come down to watch, so she had to bury her head lower.
"Say it in the car." Seeing Song Wen's car parked downstairs, Qu Zhiyao said coldly, "Drive further away."
When the car drove to a green belt, Qu Zhiyao finally said with confidence: "Song Wen, what do you mean by being like this today?"
"Yaoyao, I know I was wrong yesterday. I shouldn't be suspicious, let alone pull your arm. In fact, it's because I care about you too much!"
When Song Wen is normal, he speaks very sincerely.
"It's useless, Song Wen. We haven't known each other for a long time. You have such good conditions in all aspects, you will find a better partner." Qu Zhiyao wanted to resolve this matter peacefully. She knew that Song Wen was emotionally unstable and worried After irritating him, he went to her workplace to make trouble again, so he said patiently.
"Did I hurt you yesterday? I apologize to you. Let me see..." It was late September, and the winter in the north was already getting cooler. Because she knew she was going to the countryside with her boss, Qu Zhiyao wore a slim-fitting suit, and her figure looked very slim.
Seeing Song Wen approaching, she was very repelled and wanted to open the car door.
But he was restrained by Song Wen.
"I just want to see your injury. Why are you running?"
"Song Wen, let me go! I have finished telling you everything I want to say."
"You want to break up with me? I haven't agreed yet! Let me tell you, I took you to the hotel several times, but you acted like a chaste and fierce woman. It turned out that you wanted to seduce other men!" Song Wen said, his whole figure It rushed over like a mad dog.
In desperation, Qu Zhiyao grabbed the stainless steel cup in the car, smashed it on Song Wen's back, and said loudly: "Song Wen, if you do this again, I will call my uncle immediately."
Song Wen knew that Uncle Qu Zhiyao was the political commissar of the County Public Security Bureau and a well-known figure, so he calmed down his arrogance and said, "If you want to get out, get out quickly!"
Qu Zhiyao knew that he looked miserable and could no longer see anyone, so he held back his sobs and took a taxi back to his uncle's house.
She looked at her phone and found that it was almost ten o'clock. She knew that she had missed the research time, so she sent Director Pan a WeChat message, saying that she was not feeling well and that she was really sorry.
Unexpectedly, Director Pan quickly replied to WeChat, uncharacteristically, instead of blaming her, he told her to have a good rest.
