Chapter 171 Very Busy
A leader may not like someone who is not good at speaking, and a leader may not like someone who is too smart.
Lin Qing felt that Deputy Director Chen might not be the type of person who liked to talk sweetly. In her intuition, she saw that he was looking at her with scrutiny.
Although it's not too strong, you can still vaguely see it.
Originally, Lin Qing and Wang Qi had agreed to go to the cafeteria to eat together after get off work, but after going out of the office once, he came back and apologized to Lin Qing, saying that he had to go to a relative's house in the evening.
After the girl returned to the dormitory at night, she became much quieter.
Lin Qing wanted to chat for a while, but the girl would say "uh" for a moment before answering.
I really want to ask her if her family told her to think carefully before speaking.
Lin Qing was tired from the long journey and was happy to have some quiet time. After washing up, she fell into bed and fell asleep.
I don't know how soundly I slept that night.
When the dazzling sunlight shone in, Lin Qing opened her eyes sleepily, opened the curtains, looked out the window, and yawned loudly. She was not sleepy at all.
It's like I just slept for a while.
Why do I feel like I'm going to be late when I look at the sky?
Looking at the bed opposite, Wang Qi was sleeping soundly and had no intention of waking up.
It was also very quiet outside, and it didn't feel like it was time to go to work.
Lin Qing was confused for a moment, then she took out her watch from under her pillow and was shocked. Wow, it’s four o’clock in the morning, can you believe it?
He fell down, covered himself with the quilt and continued to sleep.
After a nap, Wang Qi seemed to have forgotten his family's instructions and became lively again.
He chatted with Lin Qing all morning, saying that the tofu pudding and black rice porridge in the cafeteria were delicious, and the meat buns were even better.
The food is even better than the state-owned restaurants in big cities.
Lin Qing believed this. After all, it was a government unit, and the chef they hired would definitely not be bad.
You can't stand on your own feet without some skills. It's not enough to just have connections.
When they arrived at the cafeteria, Lin Qing ordered a vegetable bun and tofu pudding.
Wang Qi ordered two meat buns and a bowl of porridge. "In fact, the vegetable buns are only five cents cheaper than the meat buns. I might as well eat the meat buns."
In the northeastern part of Inner Mongolia, vegetable buns are not made entirely of vegetables, they also contain meat.
Meat buns, they are pure meat buns, the oil will flow out when you bite them.
Seeing how deliciously Wang Qi was eating, Lin Qing wanted to buy one.
But she has a southern stomach and can't stand such greasy food in the morning.
The girl was only about 1.7 meters tall. She finished two fist-sized buns in no time and still felt a little unsatisfied.
"Are there any meat buns for lunch?" Lin Qing asked curiously.
Wang Qi shook his head: "The chef always makes just the right amount, so there's hardly any left over at lunch."
Lin Qing closed her eyes and concentrated on drinking the porridge. If there were only one, two, three, four or five pieces left, there was no need to put them out.
"I'll try the meat buns tomorrow." She really liked the vegetable buns.
Tofu pudding is also OK.
Fortunately, not all places in the south eat sweet tofu pudding. Lin Qing can accept sweet and sour sweet and sour pork, but cannot accept sweet soup noodles and tofu pudding.
Wang Qi nodded excitedly, as if she had received some kind of recognition, as if the meat buns were made by her. "I'm not lying to you, our meat buns are really delicious."
The two girls had breakfast together and established a colleague friendship.
Besides, even when Lin Qing asked about work-related matters, she only asked questions that anyone could answer. She wouldn't ask about department secrets or the secrets behind the leaders. Wang Qi gradually let down his guard and instead felt that he could get along easily with Lin Qing and that they got along well.
Lin Qing and Wang Qi were among the first to get up. When they went to the cafeteria, some people were still leaving the house to wash up in the bathroom.
But when the two arrived at the office, Secretary Du Baichuan had already arrived early. He not only wiped the desks of the director and deputy director, but also made tea for the two directors.
Wang Qi exclaimed, "Secretary Du, didn't you go to the cafeteria to eat? Why are you here so early?"
Secretary Du cleared his throat and glanced at Lin Qing: "No, I'm not very hungry since I just woke up. I just came to the office to do some work."
"I'm a little hungry now. I'm going to the cafeteria."
Wang Qi nodded and watched Du Baichuan leave, wondering why this guy was so... weird.
Lin Qing understood at a glance that this boy was afraid that she would flatter the leader and squeeze him out.
It seems that he is the guy who makes tea and pours water for the leader every day.
Birds of a feather flock together.
But it doesn't matter. We have to leave some room for others. Lin Qing continued to ask Wang Qi about his daily work.
In fact, the operating styles, charters and systems of local government agencies across the country all have local characteristics.
At this moment, the work content of some divisions is not very clear, not to mention that their flag was newly established only a few years ago.
The forestry department is responsible not only for managing forests, but also for managing pastures and farms.
The finance department basically has related work to do with every department.
Small clerks like Wang Qi have to go down to inspect various mines and factories of profitable departments every few days.
Dealing with money is a dangerous job, and sometimes you need armed forces or public security escorts. When Wang Qi mentioned work, a sense of despair emerged.
"I'm a little envious of the gatekeeper. He sits inside the house while the militiamen guard outside the gate. He doesn't have to do anything at all. He just sits inside and collects money."
Lin Qing was also envious after hearing this: "Then don't we still need an old man to guard the door at night?"
"That's right." Wang Qi stuck out his tongue and almost said the wrong thing again.
According to legend, there is someone above the gatekeeper.
She just didn't know who it was, and her aunt refused to tell her.
The two chatted for a while, and then Senior Official also arrived. He had a home in the local area, so he certainly couldn't get there as fast as Lin Qing and Wang Qi, who lived in the staff dormitory.
I don’t know what prompted Director Bai to arrive so early, almost at the same time as Officer Gao.
Wang Qi was surprised and blurted out: "Director, you came so early today."
It sounds a bit resentful.
When the leader is around, you can't just slack off happily.
Who would like to stare at the leader’s bald head early in the morning?
Director Bai smiled on the surface, but he was not happy in his heart. Xiao Wang was far from being like her aunt and could not speak.
Chatting with a subordinate who can't talk is just choking yourself. Director Bai simply skipped the conversation and looked at the teacup on the table with white smoke floating out of it, thinking that it was made by Lin Qing.
"You young colleagues work hard, so you should sleep a little longer when you have time. Don't waste your rest time on trivial matters. Secretary Xiaolin, don't allow this in the future."
Lin Qing: Ah?
I immediately realized that the leader was pointing at the tea on the table.
At the same time, Secretary Du, who had just eaten a few mouthfuls of food, stood at the door with a look of resentment on his face...
Lin Qing quickly explained: "Leader, I didn't make the tea. It was Secretary Du who made the tea."
Director Bai also said "ah".
This is what happened.
"Where's Officer Xiao Du? Why can't I see him?"
Wang Qi pointed to the door: "The director is there."
At this time, Secretary Du's cheeks were still puffy, probably because he had not finished chewing his rice.
Director Bai frowned. It was not a bad thing for subordinates to be smart. Being motivated would be more conducive to the advancement of work.
But if you are too clever, it will be bad.
"Director Du, please don't do these things in the future. Put your health first. Why are you rushing around like this? Do you want to keep your stomach?"
Secretary Du stammered and was unable to speak.
Even more resentful.
Occasionally he would look at Lin Qing with resentment.
Lin Qing turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and concentrated on reading work manuals and weekly reports.
She is very busy...
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