This ignited the enthusiasm of everyone in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, especially those cadres who had applied for housing allocation but had not yet received a response.
"I would also like to tell everyone the requirements for those who will not be allocated housing even if they fill out the application materials. First, if their spouse or children have already been allocated housing, we will directly cross it out and will not conduct a second allocation. Second, if they cause serious work loopholes or diplomatic mistakes during their work, they will also be disqualified from housing allocation. Third, those who are not careful or serious in their work and just go through the motions will also not participate in this housing allocation."
"We will screen the information reported by HR and other departments. Colleagues with any of the above three situations will have their housing allocation eligibility revoked, and the quota will be directly given to colleagues who applied for housing allocation but did not qualify."
"These requirements have been in place since our diplomatic staff were allocated housing, so please don't hold any grudges."
"Don't worry, everyone. Our logistics department is also compiling everyone's data and various indicators. The houses are there, and no one can take them away. Once we have finished compiling the statistics, we will notify each department one by one."
The crowd began to discuss it animatedly.
"That's right, that's how it was when I was allocated my apartment," said one of the retired cadres.
"In short, if you have a long service record and have made contributions, you can get a house. If you have no contributions, do bad things, and just coast along without accomplishing anything, don't even think about getting a house!"
"And those whose spouses have already been allocated housing... then... I have no chance."
Jiang Ci felt that she was probably the last to fill out the application form, and that she might not be included in this housing allocation, so she just listened casually and didn't count herself as one of the people who would be allocated housing this time.
After the conference, each department went back to hold its own smaller meetings.
Director Chai emphasized Jiang Ci's work, requiring her to do a good job in the export of tea. Jiang Ci had only been at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for a little over a month and was already assigned such an important task, which showed how much the leadership valued her.
Jiangci also made a statement, saying that it would do its best.
Director Chai stood up and said to everyone, "Our European Department's work ends next Sunday, which is the 27th of the twelfth lunar month. It's close to the New Year, and I know everyone wants to go home for the holidays, but your job is the most important thing! Stand firm at your post until the very end! Get through this period before the New Year peacefully, so we can all have a happy New Year, understand?"
The crowd shouted in unison, "Yes—"
Before this Sunday, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs distributed New Year's gifts again.
A box of tangerines, a box of small bread rolls, two pounds of wheat flour, and a pound of pork.
Jiang Ci, a newcomer who had only been with the company for a short time, received the same New Year's gift as other regular employees. Of course, it was not as generous as the gifts given to the leaders in the department, but it was still a pretty good New Year's gift.
"Comrade Jiang, is it easy for you to get your things back? Or should I help you take them back?" A kind colleague who lived near the Ministry of Foreign Affairs said to Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci smiled and said, "Easy, there's a bus stop right ahead. I can get home quickly by bus."
"Okay, you'll have to be careful of pickpockets in the car too."
"From my province."
Although there were two boxes of things, the tangerines weighed at most three pounds, and the small bread was even lighter. Putting the tangerines on top of the small bread made it very easy to carry.
Jiang Ci took the bus home, and after getting off the bus, she felt that someone was following her.
A hostile gaze came from behind, but Jiang Ci remained calm and walked forward without showing any emotion. Instead of going home, she headed towards the Cheng family's house.
The bus stop was close to the Cheng family's house, only a two or three-minute walk away. Before the other party could make a move, Jiang Ci went straight into the Cheng family's house.
Cheng Huasheng and Li Ailian were not home; Cheng Ke was keeping Cheng Yehan company while they read.
To be precise, Cheng Yehan was reading a book, while Cheng Ke was doing her winter vacation homework.
The door was open, and Jiang Ci called out, "Grandpa, I'm here."
When Cheng Yehan came out of the study, he saw Jiang Ci carrying some things over.
"Just got off work?"
"Yes, the department distributed some things, and I thought Keke loves tangerines and small bread rolls, so I brought some over to share with her."
Jiang Ci winked at Cheng Yehan, indicating that she had a tail behind her.
Cheng Yehan is a shrewd person. Even if he doesn't understand Jiang Ci's hints, he knows that if Jiang Ci wants to send something to his family, she will pack the food separately after she gets home and send it to them, instead of coming over as soon as she gets off work like this.
Cheng Yehan glanced around and saw a few unfamiliar young men. His gaze was shifty. He sneered and slammed the door shut.
“This house of yours is a bit far from your workplace. You take the bus to work every day, so you’re bound to be targeted by these scoundrels. They didn’t manage to steal anything from you today, but they’ll find a way to do it tomorrow.”
Jiang Ci shrugged and smiled, "Grandpa, I usually don't carry money with me."
If Jiang Ci didn't intend to spend money, he would only carry one or two yuan on him for emergencies, and that would be all.
"Stop being so glib. Just buy another bicycle anyway," Cheng Yehan said. "You're not short of money!"
“Zhou Mingli told me about this. Let’s wait until he gets the tickets,” Jiang Ci said, then called Cheng Ke over, “Ke Ke, come and eat some tangerines.”
"Thank you, Aunt Jiang!" Cheng Ke smiled sweetly at Jiang Ci. The two families were quite familiar with each other, so she didn't stand on ceremony.
Jiang Ci grabbed a handful and gave it to Cheng Yehan.
Cheng Yehan took it, sat down in the chair, and slowly peeled and ate it, watching Jiang Ci stuff food into Cheng Ke's mouth.
Jiang Ci took out a small portion of the oranges and gave them to Cheng Ke, then opened the box of bread and grabbed a large handful for her.
"Aunt Jiang, you've given me too much!" Cheng Ke's eyes nearly popped out of her head as she looked at the small bread rolls that were about to pile up into a small mountain on the table.
"I can't give you any more, Yangyang, Miaomiao, and Zheyue still need to eat." Jiang Ci smiled and patted her head. "Remember to come to my house during the New Year."
Cheng Ke immediately nodded vigorously, "Okay!"
Cheng Yehan said to Cheng Ke, "Keke, go and call your Uncle Zhou over."
Cheng Ke said, "Okay."
She grabbed a small bread roll and two tangerines, then happily ran out to find someone.
No child can resist the sweet and sour taste of mandarin oranges and soft little bread rolls!
Jiang Ci watched her run away with a laugh, and when Zhou Mingli had a free moment, she started gossiping about Guo Zhen's affairs.
Who told Cheng Yehan to say he went to the Huo family to chat with Old Master Huo?
Cheng Yehan actually went to see the spectacle. Right after Guo Zhen published the news to prove his relationship with Shan Lian, people kept coming to Guo Zhen's house to watch the excitement.
Regarding the gossip about Guo Zhen, Cheng Yehan remained calm and simply told Jiang Ci, "Liu Yinyin was kicked out by Guo Zhen."
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