Li Xiuyuan was joking, and the other neighbors all had smiles on their faces, but the person involved, Wang Chunhua, suddenly changed color. Was Li Xiuyuan joking, or did he have some hidden meaning?
"Xiuyuan, please speak slowly." Zhang Qiuhe saw Wang Chunhua's face change and quickly spoke to remind her.
Wang Chunhua quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay, Xiuyuan was just joking."
Wang Chunhua said Li Xiuyuan was joking, but she still explained seriously: "Actually, Director Deng is not a talkative person. He just mentioned it during a casual chat. Because it concerns you, Xiuyuan, I remembered it."
This had to be explained. Later, Li Xiuyuan met Director Deng and said, "You talk a lot." This was what Wang Chunhua from your street office said.
This is not a formal transfer, I guess he will be sent back to the neighborhood committee soon.
"Haha, Aunt Wang is thoughtful." Li Xiuyuan smiled and said nothing more. In fact, ordinary people don't have the ability to flatter, let alone whether they want to or not, even if they are willing to humble themselves to flatter.
Everyone sat and chatted for a while. There were quite a few guests at Li Xiuyuan's house, and they came in batches. They didn't start cooking until half past eleven, and they just made some dumplings.
In the afternoon, Li Xiuyuan went to his aunt's house with his parents to pay New Year's greetings, and was invited to stay for dinner in the evening.
During the meal, Song Liming praised Li Xiuyuan again and compared him with his own son Song Yang.
Even Li Simin couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to stop him. It was New Year's Day, and there was nothing wrong with praising his nephew. There was no need to compare him with his son Song Yang all the time. His son was already so old and was married and a father.
But just when Li Simin wanted to speak up to stop him, Li Xiuyuan put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "Uncle, I remember that this gas company is a state-owned enterprise, right?"
"Yes, the gas company is a state-owned enterprise and is under the management of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission." Song Liming quickly replied. Even though Song Liming is just a fruit seller, he knows everything about these things.
After all, bragging does require some basic knowledge. Bragging too much can make people laugh, but bragging too little will make people laugh at you.
"If I remember correctly, the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission is under the Finance Bureau, right?" Li Xiuyuan continued, "State-owned enterprises at the provincial level are all under the management of the SASAC, but counties generally do not have SASACs. Some have State-owned Assets Bureaus, and many have State-owned Assets Management Offices, abbreviated as SASACs, which have independent accounting and are usually co-located with the Finance Bureau."
"Yes, in the Finance Bureau."
"Well, let's put it this way. I'll meet with Director Shao of the Finance Bureau later and talk to him about it to see if we can get Brother Yang a lighter job." Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.
He did not mention the matter of asking his cousin to have dinner with him and Director Shao. One reason was that the matter was too small and there was no need to have a special dinner for such a small matter. Just mentioning it would be enough.
Secondly, his cousin Song Yang was not the kind of person who was good at speaking, and he himself had no ambition, so he couldn't say anything when he was asked.
It would be better for me to make a suggestion myself and promote him to a small leader position in the gas company and change him to an easier job.
"Really? Thank you so much, Xiuyuan. Yangyang, why don't you toast your cousin?" Song Liming's face was full of smiles.
Song Yang also quickly picked up the wine glass: "Xiuyuan, I toast to you."
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