Office Director!
This means staying in Lingcheng permanently!
This announcement was like a bomb, blasting out everyone's different thoughts.
Jiang Jun took the opportunity to observe the changing expressions of everyone around the conference table.
Who cares, who doesn't, who is determined to get, and who can't get, all can be seen clearly at a glance.
Bu Senyuan, who is considered by all the clerks to be the most popular candidate for director, is a man with management acumen. Having worked for so long, he has a deep understanding of policies.
When you become the director of an office, your salary and benefits will be based on the level of your position and the level of units in Beijing. For units of the same administrative level, the salary of units in Beijing is much higher than that of provincial units.
Besides, the permanent office still has to go back to Beijing for meetings every year. The director can work for three to five years, and then be transferred back to Beijing after achieving certain results. The position level will be steadily promoted, and life will be stable like this. How nice it is.
Among the three female clerks he brought with him on this business trip, Jiang Jun was the most capable. If he wanted to become the director of the office, Jiang Jun's ability would definitely be a help to him.
As for whether to become the director or not, Bu Senyuan was undecided and would make his decision based on how the issue was handled this time.
Yan Lixin, another potential candidate for office director in everyone's eyes, is full of confidence.
From Yan Lixin's perspective, he felt that as the leader of the working group, he had lived in Lingcheng for half a year and had the longest seniority.
Their work group was transferred on business trips and they spent at least eight months a year, if not ten.
As for the formal office, it is also located in another place. The work content remains the same, but the nature is completely different, and the level of life is also higher.
Moreover, he has met leaders at all levels of the top units in Lingcheng, and believes that he knows Lingcheng and the surrounding provinces and cities better than anyone else.
Yan Lixin is determined to get the position of office director.
Qiu Kai and Su Kang are both young and inexperienced. They have only been working for seven or eight years. They are not qualified enough and are powerless!
No one even bothered to think about Lin Ruifang and Miao Haiping. First, they were unwilling to leave their families and live in an unfamiliar place; second, in the eyes of their elders, they were already of marriageable age, and working in other places would mean wasting three to five years.
When it comes to election advantages, women are not as good as men. Since it's something you can't get anyway, it's better not to think about it.
As for Jiang Yun herself, she saw very clearly that it was better to stay in the capital than anywhere else, so she ran thousands of miles back to the capital to seek redress for Jiang Yonghua.
She had finally found peace and stability, so of course she couldn't be so foolish as to jump into the world of secular life again, unless she was out of her mind, huh!
The meeting was very short, lasting only ten minutes. Bu Senyuan said that when the meeting ended, everyone, including himself, felt relieved.
Except for Miao Haiping and Jiang Yun, everyone else continued to work on their unfinished work.
The huge office suddenly became quiet again.
Jiang Jun took out all the information Bu Senyuan gave her and placed them on the table. She sorted out the key points in the information and picked out the letters that urgently needed to be checked and processed on site.
The generals are permanent, but the soldiers are transient!
She should just be a good deputy team leader, complete her tasks diligently, and return to the capital as soon as possible to report.
Miao Haiping brought over a cup of tea and a bag of sunflower seeds, then sat down across from Jiang Jun. "Xiao Jiang, who do you think could be the director of the office?"
The table across from Jiang Jun was where Bu Senyuan sat. She reminded him, "Team Leader Bu doesn't like people eating snacks while working. You mustn't let him find out."
Miao Haiping opened the melon seed wrapper and pushed it between the two tables. "Team Leader Bu won't be back all day today. There are only a few of these. He can finish them in two bites. He won't notice."
Jiang Jun took a look and said, "I don't eat melon seeds. Eat them yourself while I read the letter."
Since there was no letter cutter, Jiang Jun found a pair of scissors, carefully cut open the envelope, and poured out the letter paper.
Miao Haiping hugged his teacup tightly to warm his hands and stamped his feet. "It's too cold here in the winter. Who would want to come here and be the director of the office? Now that heating is being installed everywhere in Beijing, our area will have it installed this year. It's great to have a radiator. You can use hot water and dry clothes. It's so convenient. I freeze my feet if I sit here for a while. I wouldn't even want to be the director!"
Jiang Yun smiled but didn't answer.
Who would let someone like him be the director? He complains about his feet being cold when sitting in the office and he's tired when cooking. Minister Su is not blind!
Miao Haiping started to eat some melon seeds: "These melon seeds are said to be five-spice, but I don't think they are as fragrant as the roasted melon seeds in Beijing. Look, the melon seed kernels here are smaller than those in Beijing. I didn't pay attention when I bought them."
Jiang Jun couldn't stand the crunching rhythm of the sunflower seed shells. It was too fast, like a rat, almost like a demonic sound piercing his head. "I saw they were selling those five-spice salted beans yesterday. I guess everyone here loves them. Have you tried them?"
Miao Haiping curled his lips: "I tasted it, I don't like beans!"
Jiang Jun didn't even raise her head. The sound of cracking sunflower seeds prevented her from reading the letter, so she simply continued to cut the envelope with the scissors.
Miao Haiping suddenly remembered: "Xiao Jiang, you haven't said who can be the director yet?"
Jiang Jun put down the scissors, stood up, and went to pour tea: "I don't know who it is! I bought some snacks, you can try them."
She went to the vegetable company to return the vegetable basket in the morning, and bought a bag of cakes at the nearby grocery store.
After tasting it at the Tangquanshan Sanatorium, she thought that the texture and sweetness of the cake were particularly suitable as a snack for Yunwu tea.
Miao Haiping stretched out his arm, picked up a piece of Ruyi cake, took a bite, and quickly made his assessment: "Hmm, not tasty! Why do people in Lingcheng have such strange tastes? Do they like to eat this kind of snack?"
Jiang Jun picked up a piece of red bean paste rice cake, took small bites, and savored it carefully.
Miao Haiping's eyebrows and nose wrinkled slightly, and he looked at Jiang Yun with bared teeth as he chewed slowly: "Is it delicious?"
Jiang Jun raised his eyebrows: "It smells really good!"
The light and refreshing fragrance is particularly in line with the charm of this city.
Miao Haiping shook his head, puzzled, and started cracking melon seeds again: "I don't taste any fragrance! The snacks at Daoxiangcun are still delicious!"
Jiang Jun picked up the second piece of double-color cake and continued to savor it in small bites.
Miao Haiping discovered a problem: "Xiao Jiang, you still haven't told me who will be the director. Why do you always interrupt me? Whenever I ask you this, you say something else."
Jiang Jun finished his snacks leisurely, drank a few sips of tea, and then said with a smile, "I've already said I don't know who will be the director! The leader said to choose one, but he didn't say it has to be one of us, right?"
Miao Haiping rolled his eyes and stood up to pick up the melon seed shells. "Of course, it's between Team Leader Bu and Team Leader Yan! I'm not eating anymore. I'm going to go outside to warm up. It's too cold in here."
Jiang Jun lowered his head and did not respond, but silently drew a cross in his heart and deleted a name from the list of possible colleagues.
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