Chapter 28
While Director Mu was organizing everyone to vote, four young men were sent out to check the hygiene of the shops.
If Chen Caixia had not come over with red eyes to say goodbye after being interviewed by Director Mu, Ye Manzhi would not have known that the voting results had been announced.
"I won't be coming next week," Chen Caixia said, holding her hand. "Xiaoye, we've been working together for the past two months and it's been great. You know where my home is. Come visit me when you have time."
Ye Manzhi asked repeatedly, "Why didn't you come? Are there any voting results? What did Director Mu say to you?"
"The voting results came out this afternoon. Director Mu comforted me for a while and even gave me this month's salary." Chen Caixia sighed and said, "Xiao Ye, you should be mentally prepared. Director Mu might talk to you too."
Ye Manzhi's mind exploded.
What's the meaning?
"So I have to leave too?"
"It's okay, you're still better than me." Chen Caixia said, tears streaming down her face. "You at least have two votes, but I don't have a single one! I've worked for two months, and even if I haven't made any contributions, I've definitely worked hard, and in the end, I don't even get a single consolation vote!"
"Sister Caixia, did you make a mistake?"
Director Mu couldn't possibly tell her about the 0 votes. Wouldn't that be offensive?
"That's right. The manuscript paper they used to count the votes was right on Zhang Qinjian's desk. I caught a glimpse of it when Director Mu came to talk to me!"
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Chen Caixia angrily said, "The work at the Subdistrict Office is all overtime, so not coming to work is no big deal. I'm just angry about the zero votes! Everyone else voted for the people they brought with them, but only Zhang Qinjian, that sanctimonious, hypocritical, and empty-headed guy, voted for someone else! I've done all the work I'm supposed to do, and I haven't offended him in the past two months. How could he be like this?"
She said the word "fake" three times in a row, which shows how much she hates Zhang Qinjian.
Ye Manzhi was in a turmoil, but seeing her face flushed with anger, he could only comfort her: "If you don't want me here, I'll find another place that will! We won't have to look at Zhang Qinjian's face anymore!"
"Yes! I really don't want to see him again!" Chen Caixia wiped her tears and reminded her, "Director Mu wrote a letter of recommendation for me. When she talks to you, you'd better mention it. It will be easier to find a job with the letter of recommendation."
Ye Manzhi nodded repeatedly and said many words of comfort and encouragement before parting with her at the intersection.
Ye Manzhi was only concerned with comforting Chen Caixia who received 0 votes, and temporarily suppressed his emotions.
Now she was the only one standing at the intersection, and the huge sense of loss poured out like a tidal wave.
It's not that she hasn't thought about the possibility of being rejected.
After all, the gap in everyone's work ability is not as huge as a chasm. Those who are rich and have connections certainly have more advantages.
Like Liu Jinbao, his relatives and friends are almost all over the street. Among the ones Ye Manzhi knows, there are supply and marketing cooperatives, industrial and commercial bureaus, grain warehouses, and material wholesale stations.
In an organization like the sub-district office, connections within the province or city may not be as useful as connections within the sub-district.
However, before the results come out, I always have a hopeful attitude.
She thought that after all, she was hired with a letter of recommendation from the military representative. If even the military representative's recommendation couldn't help her stay, then how bad must she be!
So, she worked during the day, worked overtime at night, and even spent her weekends working.
She even put aside the weekly traditional Chinese music concerts, just to get the position in one go.
However, after two months of giving it my all, I only ended up being abandoned.
Ye Manzhi felt sad and heartbroken, and couldn't help but burst into tears.
The loss of not being recognized and the confusion after failure made her temporarily ignore the environment she was in.
While shedding tears, he moved his feet mechanically.
"The branches are full of leaves."
When I was crying sadly, a jeep suddenly stopped by the side of the road.
She recognized it as Wu Zhengrong's voice, but the person she least wanted to see at this moment was Wu Zhengrong.
Ye Manzhi pretended not to hear anything and quickened his pace to cross the road.
Wu Zhengrong got out of the car and quickly caught up.
But he obviously didn't expect that she would cry on the street. When he suddenly saw her pitiful tearful look, there was obvious surprise in his eyes.
"Why are you crying?" The question was asked in a voice that was three times softer than usual.
Ye Manzhi didn't want to talk to him, so she shook her head and planned to walk away from him.
Wu Zhengrong stopped the man again and said, "Tell me what wronged you."
He spoke in a light-hearted and joking tone, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Ye Manzhi has a kind of vigorous vitality that knows no bounds. The fact that she could cry on the street must mean that she has suffered a lot of injustice.
"Nothing," Ye Manzhi didn't want to lose face in front of him. She tried to hold back her tears, but it was always in vain. She could only mumble, "Captain Wu, I'm not in a good mood today. Let's talk about it another day."
It's not appropriate to ask too many questions when there are so many people coming and going on the street.
Wu Zhengrong frowned and looked at her for a while, grabbed one of her wrists, and led her to the door of the jeep.
Qin Xiang had already gotten out of the cab and made a halfhearted excuse, "I suddenly have a stomachache. Can you drive back to the factory by yourself?"
"Well, you can go back and rest." Wu Zhengrong asked Ye Manyi to sit in the passenger seat, nodded to Xiao Qin, started the car and drove away.
When passing by the cold drink stand at the gate of the military industrial compound, he slowed down, got out of the car and bought her a cream popsicle.
"Eat it. I snatched it from an elementary school student."
"..." Ye Manzhi didn't care about being sad, and subconsciously retorted, "Elementary school students wouldn't buy a ten-cent popsicle."
She is in high school and only has 50 cents for pocket money.
"Well, even elementary school students don't cry on the side of the road."
Wu Zhengrong found a clean handkerchief and wanted to wipe the tears from her cheek, but he turned around halfway and put the handkerchief into her hand.
"What happened today? Did you get mad at me at work?"
The street has a lot of mediation work to do, and it is inevitable that some residents will feel wronged.
After taking two bites of the popsicle, Ye Manzhi calmed down a little. After hesitating for a long time, she told him what happened in the afternoon with a nasal voice.
Anyway, the fact that she didn't get the position will be known to others sooner or later. Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is better for her to say it herself than for him to know it from others.
Hearing this, Wu Zhengrong's expression visibly relaxed. He leaned back in his chair and smiled, "Is this worth it for you to cry on the street? And you still refuse to pay attention to me..."
"It was you who wrote me a letter of recommendation that got me started working on the street. Now I've wasted this opportunity. I'm embarrassed to face you."
Wu Zhengrong shrugged, "If admission is based on personal ability and they don't choose you, it's the neighborhood committee's fault. If admission is based on connections and background and they don't choose you, it's my fault. None of this has anything to do with you, so why are you crying?"
Ye Manzhi held the popsicle in her mouth and pondered for a long time before she understood his logic.
It turns out that if the leader didn't hire her, it was either because he had no vision or because he lost face. Anyway, it had nothing to do with her.
Although it doesn't quite fit in with normal people's thinking, Ye Manzhi always looks for reasons in others, so these words still comforted her greatly.
She wiped her face with the handkerchief and muttered quietly, "I just feel a little embarrassed. A while ago, I was helping people find jobs and recommending apprentices, but I ended up settling them in well, and I ended up losing my job! If anyone knew about this, they would definitely laugh at me!"
When she said this, the tears that she had just held back burst out again.
She is the liaison officer of the military industrial compound. Everyone calls her "Cadre Xiao Ye" when they see her.
This time she was rejected by the street office, and people will definitely gossip about her!
Wu Zhengrong met her black eyes washed by tears, and could not stand her red nose and tearful eyes.
So, he said something he would never say before, "What should we do? How about I help you think of a solution?"
Ye Manzhi wiped her tears and waved her hands quickly: "I told you this just to let you know the situation in advance. After all, it was you who recommended me here. I definitely didn't mean to ask you to help me out!"
She no longer wants to be a relative of someone else.
It may sound a bit hypocritical to say this, but most of the stress she has been under recently actually comes from that letter of recommendation.
She was always afraid of performing poorly, embarrassing herself and Wu Zhengrong as well.
Wu Zhengrong asked with a smile: "Is the Street Office a unit that you must go to? Being slapped in the face once is not enough, you have to go there a second time. I can help you think of a solution in other units..."
It was Director Mu who said that the street office had a staff shortage and welcomed recommendations for talent, so he recommended Ye Manzhi.
If he had known that the competition for street jobs was so fierce, and even that there was a two-for-one selection system, he would never have written that letter of recommendation.
Ye Manzhi is a high school graduate. Even without his recommendation, two months is enough for her to find a formal job.
However, Ye Manzhi didn't think so.
The street office works from nine to five, is close to home, and does not have the complicated interpersonal relationships of large units.
Although I often have to work overtime, the overtime situation will definitely improve without the pressure of staffing.
The street office is a good unit for her.
Although she was ultimately unable to stay, most of her time in these two months was happy and wonderful.
"Captain Wu, I appreciate your kindness. But now that I have some work experience, I can handle finding a job on my own."
Ye Manyi wiped the tears from her face again, and the confidence between her brows made her whole body brighten up.
"You really don't need my help?"
"Well, no thanks."
The carriage fell silent again.
Ye Manzhi was so sad about her work that she temporarily forgot what happened at the dance that day.
Now that her emotions had calmed down a little, she suddenly didn't want to be in the same space with Wu Zhengrong.
"Captain Wu, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first." She slung her bag over her shoulder and prepared to push the door open and get out of the car.
Wu Zhengrong, however, reached out and grasped her wrist, saying, "I took a detour to Guangming Street today specifically to look for you."
"What's up?"
Wu Zhengrong confirmed with her again: "You really don't need my help with your work? If you do, then don't mention it for now, otherwise it will seem like I'm taking advantage of you."
Ye Manzhi was a smart man and understood what he meant immediately.
Her face was hot, her mouth was twitching, and she couldn't say a word.
How should she answer this kind of question?
Not wanting to hear what he said next, I asked him for help at work.
If I politely decline his help, it means I want to hear his confession...
There was still a trace of tears in her eyes. The close eye contact made Wu Zhengrong subconsciously tighten his grip on her wrist.
He didn't wait for the other party to reply and spoke first: "Ye Manzhi, since you have failed in your career, you should at least succeed in love for once, right?"
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