Siheyuan: The second generation of grain bureau officials, greedy to death
38 Old Man Fang’s teachings

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Old Man Fang nodded." Xiao Chen, the daily work in our grain station is trivial and troublesome. The main point is that these are things that everyone can do. It's very difficult to achieve results.”

As Old Man Fang spoke, he took a deep puff of his cigarette." You should know that it's better to do something big with results than to do a hundred ordinary chores.”

At present, the most important thing for Chen Weiguo was to find out what was going on in the "swollen village" that he encountered when he collected the grain last time.

Chen Weiguo was the first to discover this. He believed that Chen Weiguo had the ability to investigate the problem in that village.

Chen Weiguo knew that Old Man Fang's words were from the bottom of his heart.

If she didn't really treat him as a training target, she definitely wouldn't say such words. It was against the art of leadership.

Leaders would usually only tell their subordinates that they had to do their job well. Only then would they have a chance to advance.

Only in this way would people be willing to do those ordinary, trivial, and repetitive work that was not easy to be outstanding.

If the leader said that doing these screw jobs was very important, but it was useless for their promotion, and that they wanted to be outstanding and do great things to show their ability, it would immediately cause people to be swayed.

No one was willing to do things honestly, and the grain store could not even carry out its daily work!

Station Chief Fang and he were colleagues. To be able to take care of him like this, he really cherished his talent.

Chen Weiguo would be lying if he said he wasn't touched.

He took a deep breath and blinked his eyes that were a little sore." Station Chief, I know. I will seize the opportunity to prove myself. I will definitely not disappoint you.”

After making up his mind, Chen Weiguo continued," I talked to my uncle about this yesterday. He said that he would send a helper to follow me to the countryside.”

When Commander Fang heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief and smiled."With your uncle leading the way, I'm much more at ease. Your uncle is famous for being meticulous. It won't hurt for you to learn more from him.”

Old Man Fang looked at Chen Weiguo as if he was looking at the back of his own home and taught him respectfully.

Chen Weiguo nodded. Seeing that Old Man Fang had finished smoking, he quickly refilled his cigarette.

"Not only my uncle, but I also want to learn from you. Both of you are the most important mentors in my life.”

Old Man Fang felt gratified and at ease, but he said," Rascal, you're just trying to bewitch this old man. You should use this on a little girl, but don't use it on an old man like me!"”

After saying that, he chased Chen Weiguo out of the office." Go, go, go. Go do your own thing! Don't hang around in front of me!"

"Roger!" Chen Weiguo gave a military salute, then turned around and left.

"Rascal!" Old Man Fang smiled and glared at Chen Weiguo's back. He returned to his desk and continued to flip through the relevant materials of the "Puffy Village".

He was still worried about Chen Weiguo going alone, so he prepared more materials for him in case of emergency.

Chen Weiguo returned to his office and began to rummage through a thick stack of documents.

Puffy Village was called Xiaogu Village. There were more than 400 people in the village. It was considered a medium-sized village. In the past, the villagers had to push their carts to the grain station to sell the grain. They had also received the advanced village's payment of grain. Every year, they could receive three or four advanced individuals.

For a village of 400 people, this ratio was quite high.

Chen Weiguo looked through the grain records for the past five years.

The grain delivered by the small ancient village was mainly corn and wheat. The quality was quite good. It was dried in the sun and had very few impurities. More than half of the grain was high-grade.

No matter how one looked at it, this village shouldn't suddenly resist.

Chen Weiguo knew that the biggest problem lay with people.

However, the grain station only had information about the grain collection, and there was no other information.

It seemed that he had to ask for help from his uncle.

The helpers should be from the city government. They should be able to check the structure of the village.

After flipping through the files for the entire morning, Chen Weiguo felt dizzy.

At this moment, he missed his computer so much. He could search for anything on Baidu in a minute.

Unlike now, he had to flip through the information page by page to check something.

Looking at the pile of files on his desk, Chen Weiguo felt a headache.

He copied down all the useful information he had just found. He had copied two whole pages, but he was still not done.

He looked at the time. It was already 11:30.

That was all for the morning. Since he was still working, he had to go to the grocery store to buy some things and spend the panda cigarette tickets his uncle gave him.

Zhou Baogen wasn't there the last time she went. She didn't know if he was back today.

The grocery store wasn't far away, so Chen Weiguo didn't ride his bicycle. He strolled all the way there.

Chen Weiguo opened the door and looked around. Zhou Baogen was not there again.

Something was wrong!

Walking to the counter, Chen Weiguo asked another salesperson in the grocery store,""Comrade, I want to ask where the comrade called Zhou Baogen in your shop went? I've been here a few times, but I haven't seen him."

The salesperson shook her head." We don't know either. He suddenly didn't come. His family seemed to have asked for leave from the manager yesterday, but the manager didn't tell us.”

"Alright, thank you, comrade!" Chen Weiguo handed a cigarette to the salesperson." Zhou Baogen is my friend. If he has any new news, please let me know. I'm at the 53rd Grain Station next door.”

Upon hearing that Chen Weiguo was from the grain station, the salesperson's attitude immediately improved. She happily agreed," Alright! I'll let you know if there's any news!"

Chen Weiguo nodded.

Zhou Baogen wasn't around, so he couldn't ask about the Moutai. He took out the ticket money and bought two bags of shortbread. He also wanted to bring them to Liu Xiao's house.

Although it was Liu Xiaobai's father who wanted to treat him to a meal, he was still going to someone else's house as a guest, so he still had to bring some things.

Chen Weiguo wanted to buy the Panda cigarettes as well, but the salesperson told him that they didn't have the cigarettes in stock. He asked Chen Weiguo to go to the department store to exchange for them. He might be able to get them in a big department store.

You can't buy the goods even if you have tickets and money.

These words would be ridiculous in the future, but it was a true reflection of the current era.

There were only those things that could be bought. If one wanted to buy something that was slightly more rare, it would depend on fate or relationship.

Only by having friends in grocery stores and department stores could one basically buy everything they wanted.

Coincidentally, Chen Weiguo really knew a salesperson in a department store called Wang Tiegang. He was now working in Wangfujing Department Store. He used to sit at the same table as him in high school. They were quite close, so it was convenient to buy things from him.

However, Wangfujing Department Store was a little far away, and he did not ride a bicycle now. He might as well go another day.

Anyway, the ticket wouldn't fly in his hands. He would go when he was free.

Chen Weiguo carried the pastries and went out.

In his later life, he had watched a TV series called " Parents 'Love." The male lead in the drama was a soldier. He would be as happy as if he was celebrating the new year when he bought a pastry at home.

Other than Chen Guangrong, Chen Weiguo didn't know anyone from the military, so he couldn't figure out their preferences.

Therefore, he could only buy some pastries from the TV series and send them over.

Didn't they say that TV dramas were based on real life?

Perhaps the military officers had a special liking for shortbread!

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