What Director Qiu didn't explain to him was that when Deputy Mayor Mi came back from the county meeting and heard about the incident in Asparagus Village, he immediately thought of the strict punishment mentioned in the county meeting. He felt that if the town wanted to crack down and complete the task of the three towns set by the county, they could report this matter to the county as a target of the strict punishment. It was also a warning to those people.
Now, if he was asked to write the name of Deputy Mayor Mi into this kind of merit, wasn't he trying to slap Deputy Mayor Mi in the nose? It was obvious that he wanted to embarrass Deputy Mayor Mi. He wasn't sure if he had to follow Director Qiu's instructions or run to Deputy Mayor Mi's office to report.
When Deputy Mayor Mi saw his summary, the wrinkles on his forehead could not help but wrinkle tightly before he finished reading it. He said in a very unfriendly tone,"Little Xiang, you're a graduate of an agricultural college. How can you not even know the most basic points of writing materials? It's just a story. I'm clearly in the county. How can I deal with this? I didn't participate in this matter at all. Even if there was a leader, it should be another leader's instructions. Moreover, I also heard that this matter was originally handled by you alone. Why did you drag me into it? I don't know what your intentions are, but I want to tell you one thing. No matter what the material is, you have to remember to be realistic.”
Deputy Mayor Mi stared at his face and saw that his face was a little pale. He probably had enough to bear. He slowed down his tone and knocked on the table with his fingers, saying,"Little Xiang, be realistic. You should know how to write it, right? You don't need any rhetoric for this matter. From the beginning to the end, just write it as you should. You handled it as you handled it. It's already good enough for an office worker like you to do that. Take the materials back and write them."
He took the materials and was about to leave the high and mighty deputy mayor's office when Deputy Mayor Mi asked casually,""Xiao Xiang, did Director Qiu ask you to show me this summary?”
He quickly nodded. Deputy Mayor Mi didn't say anything. She waved her hand and said,""I got it. Just go back and write it clearly according to the facts. You don't have to hand it over to me. Just give it to Director Qiu directly.”
After leaving Deputy Mayor Mi's office, he was furious with Director Qiu. Out of politeness, Director Qiu's eighteen generations of ancestors did not dare to greet him. Instead, they cursed that half-bald old man from head to toe. How could they have any good intentions? They dug a hole for him, a fool, to crawl into. They even thanked him happily in their hearts.
Thinking about it, it was sad enough. He had been here for a few years, but he did not seem to have offended Director Qiu. Why did this person treat him like this? As a foreigner, he had always behaved with his tail between his legs. He was like a stepmother who had no one to dote on him. There was no time for him to be proud of himself, and he had never given any pointers to anyone. The finger that he had used to guide the country when he was studying had long been voluntarily cleaned up by him. Why did he seem to have an irreconcilable hatred with this person? Why did he not give him a good look at all?
Thinking about it again, it seemed that in this small town, although there were dozens of people working here, there was not a single person who could make him talk to them. If there was any pain, he could only feel it in his heart and chew it alone. He did not dare to take it out on Department Director Qiu. He could only work the night shift and obediently write the summary again.
Xiang Wentian seriously wanted to write a new summary. It was easy to write the truth, but he was afraid that Director Qiu would not be able to pass. After he came back, he heard that the entire county was about to carry out a severe punishment. Deputy Mayor Mi was there to hold this meeting. He understood why Deputy Mayor Mi said that. He did not want credit and instead asked for the truth. It was not like the usual way of doing things.
According to his usual serious attitude when writing materials, he did not dare to be sloppy at all. However, this summary letter was placed on the table. He had burned half of the entire pack of cigarettes from the south, but he did not spit out much of the words on the letter. At this moment, he was really conflicted. He was full of mixed feelings. Such a small summary had spent so much of his blood and effort, and it did not please him at all.
Was this the path he wanted to take in life? Did he come back from studying so hard just to live such a life? Thinking about the high-spirited life he had when he was studying, and looking at the current nine-to-five life, how could he have imagined it back then? Was he going to spend his life like this? Wouldn't they say it was good to clean up and fetch water for him all day? Why should he do this? He was a graduate of an agricultural college and not a waiter for any of them. Should he be so cowardly?
Through the smoke-filled space, a couplet beside the world map on the wall gave him a strong touch. It was a couplet that he had just graduated and stepped into his current position. He looked around his personal space. Although it was simple, it was a three-foot-wide place. He couldn't help but feel excited. He pasted the world map he had brought from school and wrote the words in his heart: I dare not forget the worries of the country when I am in a low position, but I can accommodate the world when I am in a small position.
The soft yet firm official script told everyone who saw this couplet that the young man living here was not an ordinary person. However, the people who could enter this simple dormitory were either young people of his age or officials of average status. The town leaders rarely visited the dormitory of such young people. They only looked at it and no one expressed much opinion. At most, they praised," Little Xiang, good handwriting."
He dared not forget the worries of the country. It seemed that the rise and fall of the country had nothing to do with him. What he had to do was to do the small things in his hands well. Whatever happened in the world was hanging high and far away from him. To put it bluntly, what he thought was just the conceit of a frog at the bottom of the well. The vastness of the world was not something that a person who had not seen the world like him could imagine!
The 14 words on the couplet were blurred by Xiang Wentian's stare. It was unclear whether it was because of the tears in his eyes or the thick smoke. A lone lamp only pulled his long figure out of the window. In the quiet darkness of the Sandao Town Government Compound, he seemed so lonely and lonely.
Early in the morning, this was the first time he had overslept at work. He did not wake up early to eat breakfast in the cafeteria. He stared at the empty white ceiling and was lost in thought. The letter he wrote last night was still white on the table. Xiang Wentian greeted himself in his heart and got up quickly. He did not write the conclusion anymore. He just had to hand in the first one. Wasn't he supposed to be realistic? That article was written based on facts, so there was no need to waste time writing it. As for whether Director Qiu passed or not, it was his personal matter.
Xiang Wentian, who had spent the entire night thinking in pain, understood a simple truth. A good horse would be ridden by others, and a good person would be bullied by others. No one in this world was a good person. Only by being tough could one change this situation. The environment in which he lived was not something he could change. He could only change his purpose in life and doing things. "Live as a hero, die as a hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to go to Jiangdong.”For some reason, this poem that he was very familiar with appeared in his mind. He didn't have anyone to miss, but he couldn't be a character that everyone could bully as they pleased.
Director Qiu, who had gone to work after breakfast, was the same as the other people in the office. She felt strange about Xiao Xiang's abnormality today. Why wasn't the office cleaned? Why was the thermos bottle empty? Almost at the same time, a kind of dissatisfaction towards Little Xiang rose. Was he going to rebel? If he couldn't even do such a simple thing, what else could he do?
Naturally, when he walked into this office that he was extremely familiar with, what greeted him was not the warm greetings of his colleagues but the malicious gazes of three people and six pairs of eyes. Only the young Xiao Wu spoke up and asked in a very unhappy tone,"Xiao Xiang, why are you working so late? Don't you know that even Department Director Qiu is here? Do you think this is reasonable?"
Xiang Wentian seriously sized up this young man who was much weaker than him, as if it was his first time meeting him. He casually said,"Is that so? I was a little late."
Before they sat down, Old Yang said unhappily,"Xiao Xiang, you haven't cleaned this place yet. Look, there's no water to drink. You should get to work.”
He was too lazy to even raise his head and said calmly,"Who made the rule that I should be the one to clean this place and that I should be the one to fetch the water every day? I'm just an officer in this office. I'm not here to do all the housework for you.”
Old Yang's face immediately turned ugly. He didn't expect that the soft-faced person who was usually so good-tempered that he wouldn't even say a word when a donkey barked at him would not give him any face this time. He talked back in front of his colleagues and said in a nasty tone,"Take a look. This, how can this person speak? Was this how one spoke to an elder? And someone who has read books!"
He was about to retort when Department Director Qiu came out from the inner room and asked him,"Xiao Xiang, have you finished the materials that Mayor Mi asked you to write? Hand it over when you're done. I'm waiting to see it.”
Xiang Wentian nodded and walked in with the summary. Department Director Qiu took a look. Wasn't this the one that had been handed over before? "Xiao Xiang, is this how you do things?" Don't think that others are as easy to fool as you. What kind of attitude is this?”
He continued to speak respectfully," Director Qiu, Mayor Mi instructed me to write this. Mayor Mi said that the matter must be based on facts. I have summarized it based on the truth. If you think it is not the truth, you can write it based on what you think is the truth.”
"What is it? You, you asked me to write it? "Mom!" Chief Physician Qiu swallowed his saliva forcefully to prevent himself from spitting out those vulgarities. He said angrily,"You have guts!" Not writing, right? I understand now. The temple of the party and government office is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you.”
He stood there, neither servile nor overbearing. His eyes were level as he said calmly,"If Director Qiu doesn't have any other instructions, I'll be leaving.”
"Bastard! I'll f * ck you, bastard!" Director Qiu was completely angered by his arrogant attitude. Was this still his usual submissive subordinate? How would he face others if this got out? How could he let a young subordinate handle him like this? She spoke without thinking." If you don't want to do it, you can get lost! This is not a place for you to be unreasonable!"
As he spoke, Director Qiu threw the materials in his hand in front of him, and the letter flew in the air.
"Acting tough? Have I ever been unreasonable?" Xiang Wentian was also angered by Director Qiu's scolding. He had endured enough of these people. He stared at this person who was two rounds older than him and said angrily," Who are you calling a bastard? Did you scold me? Don't think that you're so great just because you're a crappy director. I'm the one who's going to f * ck you. I've tolerated you for long enough!"
As he said that, he also slammed his fist on the table. His clenched fist instantly punched a fist-sized hole in the thick desk. Director Qiu swallowed the words he wanted to curse out. His mouth was wide open, and his face was filled with indescribable shock. His mind vaguely flashed with the words that someone had said that Xiao Xiang had practiced martial arts.
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