Gobbledygook was different from other articles. It was similar to the eight-legged essay in ancient times. The form was neat and tidy. The rhyme was the same and it was easy to read. The words were simple and did not need any artistic processing. However, it also depended on the occasion. If it was a serious meeting, it was not suitable to express one's emotions. If you say one, two, three, four in a lively tea party, it will seem a bit artificial.
Over the years, the tasks of each year were similar. Meetings were held at certain times, such as preparing for ploughing in spring, protecting forests and preventing fires, and arranging work for the year; flood prevention in summer, project promotion; education and Party building in autumn; summary of work for the year in winter, and so on. The tasks were the same every year. The content of the speech was also similar. This required the secretaries to do some artistic processing.
"Leaders flirt with girls. Secretaries write their experience." This was the most accurate and vivid portrayal of secretaries.
Nowadays, Lu Yiwei basically didn't have to write any materials. This chore was done by a new batch of "second echelon". Fan Gang was no longer the "newbie" he used to be. He had become the "authority" of the government in terms of literature.
Although Fan Gang had some complaints about Lu Yiwei's unfair treatment in the past, his words carried little weight and he could not help much. He could only feel pity for Lu Yiwei. Occasionally, he would call his "teacher", Lu Yiwei, as a form of comfort.
Lu Yiwei looked at the seven or eight young people. Their faces were filled with nervousness. It was just like when he first came in. He smiled and said, "What guidance? I was just passing by and came in to take a look."
Fan Gang instructed a young man to pour tea and vacate his seat for Lu Yiwei. "Director Lu, let me give you a brief report. Recently, we have been busy with a set of documents from the County's Three Cadres Association. You must take some time to check it out."
Lu Yiwei picked up a draft on the desk. "Are you joking? I am here to check it for you. What do you want Director Li to think?"
"Director Li told me to ask you if there is anything I don't understand." Fan Gang said.
"This Li Jianwei …" Lu Yiwei whispered, "I haven't been in contact with him for a long time. I'm rusty. Please don't ask me. Look, when I came in, I was still writing on paper. Now that you guys are using computers, how can I keep up with your pace? What I can do is to provide you with logistical support. Just let me know if you need anything. I know you often work overtime, so prepare more instant noodles, ham, eggs, and some milk. I won't be stingy on this. "
Fan Gang grinned and said, "Thank you, Director Lu. With your support, we will be more motivated."
Lu Yiwei put down the draft and scanned through it. "Fan Gang, are the files still preserved when I was around?"
Fan Gang said, "I'm sorry, Director Lu. Some of the precious materials have been handed over to the Archives. I have some of the speeches over the years."
"Oh." Lu Yiwei was a little disappointed and said, "I remember that I also compiled the industrial development notes of Nanyang County. Was that also handed over to the Archives?"
Fan Gang scratched his head and said with uncertainty, "Director Lu, wait for me. I'll go look for it. There seems to be more."
After Fan Gang left, a young man walked over with a glass of water in his hand, trembling with fear. He didn't dare to look directly at Lu Yiwei. His hands were trembling as he held the glass of water. He gently put it in front of him and then stammered, "Director Lu, please drink some water!"
Lu Yiwei looked up at the young man and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhu Mingyu. I graduated from college last year and passed the civil service exam." Zhu Mingyu still had a shy expression.
The term "civil servant" had become popular in recent years. In the past, it was generally divided according to the division of labor. Under normal circumstances, it was called "cadre". The word "cadre" came from Japanese and literally meant "backbone". Later, it was extended to refer to the people who played a backbone role in the army, state organs, and public organizations. Obviously, cadre sounded much better than civil servant.
Cadre was often divided into workers and farmers. In that era, if you were born into a cadre family, you were obviously superior; if you were born into a farmer family, you would feel inferior to others.
Lu Yiwei was very interested in this young man. He couldn't help but ask a few more questions and said, "Which university did you graduate from?"
Zhu Mingyu said awkwardly, "Director Lu, I … I studied in the Chinese Department of Beizhou Teachers' College."
"Oh." Lu Yiwei said, "Go ahead and do your work. If there's anything you don't understand in the future, you can come to me."
"Thank you, Director Lu. Thank you, Director Lu …" Zhu Mingyu bowed.
Fan Gang came in with a stack of documents and put them on the desk. He said, "Director Lu, I didn't find the industrial development notes you mentioned. I found some speeches from the early years. I wonder if you need them?"
"Well, let me see." Lu Yiwei then looked through one by one, but unfortunately, he didn't find the content he wanted.
Lu Yiwei rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. There was still more than half an hour before he got off work. There was still time to go to the Archives Bureau to check the relevant information. So he got up and said goodbye to the Archives Bureau.
The Archives Bureau was located in the "County party committee Compound" before the reform and opening up. A small yard was crowded with dozens of units and social groups. Lu Yiwei went straight to the Archives Bureau on the second floor. Unfortunately, the door of the Archives Bureau was already locked and empty.
There was not much work in a cold yamen like the Archives Bureau. In addition, no one paid attention to it, so the management was naturally much more relaxed. They were all state cadres and enjoyed the same salary, but the good and bad of the unit directly divided them into different grades. The cadres of the Finance Bureau were always dignified and arrogant when they walked on the street. Looking at the cadres of the Archives Bureau, they were in a hurry and their bodies were stooped. He felt inferior to them.
In desperation, Lu Yiwei had to call Ma Rulan, the director of the Archives Bureau. Ma Rulan was one of the few women in the Nanyang County Science and Technology Bureau. As for how she climbed up, there were many rumors. People had habitual thinking. When they saw a beautiful woman in a certain position, the first thing they would think was, "This woman got her position with her beauty." As for whether it was true or not, no one would think about it.
Ma Rulan was about 40 years old this year and was still single. She had a short marriage in her early years, but the marriage only lasted for less than two years. As for why she got divorced, it was just what people said. But the most reliable version was that Ma Rulan was a hen that couldn't lay eggs. This version was conclusively proved by "authoritative people."
For a woman, it was a painful thing to not be able to give birth to a child. Especially during menopause, this kind of strong desire would become even stronger. Congenital physiological defects tortured Ma Rulan to the point of being crazy. She had a bad temper, and her character was weird. She would look at everyone with hostility, afraid that others would look down on her. The staff in the Archives Bureau also suffered because of her. They were often criticized for no reason. That's why everyone avoided her when they saw her. Furthermore, her subordinates gave her an elegant title, "Peerless Beauty."
Lu Yiwei did not have much contact with this "Peerless Beauty." But this time, he must ask her for help. When Ma Rulan received Lu Yiwei's call, she was stunned for a long time before she remembered that Lu Yiwei had been transferred back to the government office. After knowing the purpose of Lu Yiwei's call, Ma Rulan replied coldly. "They are all off work. How about tomorrow?"
Lu Yiwei begged patiently. "Director Ma, Mayor Bai needs a document tonight. Can you make an exception? I will get it done soon."
"You think the Archives Bureau is owned by your family? Oh, you can come whenever you want. Why don't you look at the time? No matter who wants to check the documents, it's not up to you. How about tomorrow? "She was about to hang up the phone.
Lu Yiwei immediately changed his tone. "Sister Ma, I know that it's my fault, and I will apologize to you. But this matter is really urgent, and it involves an important decision of the county government. If it's convenient for you, I can pick you up. Furthermore, I have prepared two boxes of apples for you. "Ma Rulan's attitude softened when she heard that Lu Yiwei was so sensible.
"Alright, then!" Lu Yiwei picked her up according to the address provided by Ma Rulan. His attitude had clearly changed. "We're family, Yiwei. Why are you giving me apples? But I heard that the apples from Dongwa Village are delicious.
According to the address provided by Ma Rulan, Lu Yiwei went to pick her up. His attitude had clearly changed. He smiled and said, "Yiwei, we are family. Why are you still giving me apples? I heard that the apples from East Tile Village are delicious. They are crispy and delicious. Thank you."
One key could open one lock, but most people would succumb to the temptation of resources. It was very realistic, but also very helpless. Lu Yiwei smiled. "As long as Sister Ma is willing, I will send them to you at any time."
"Haha, thank you very much." Ma Rulan looked at Lu Yiwei, who was driving. He was wearing a new set of clothes and a pair of fashionable frameless glasses. Coupled with his handsome looks, she had a good impression of him. It was said that a woman's beauty was an asset, and so was a man's handsomeness!
When they arrived at the Archives Bureau, Ma Rulan personally accompanied Lu Yiwei to search in the archives. Lu Yiwei skimmed through quickly. As long as he saw any documents related to enterprises or Shiwan Village, he would take them down. In the end, he carried a large pile and placed it on the desk.
Lu Yiwei was a little embarrassed. "Sister Ma, I'll have to trouble you to wait a little longer. But I'll be done soon."
Ma Rulan said politely, "It's fine. Don't worry, I have something on hand. But there's one thing we have to agree on. You can only search, but you can't take it away or damage it. "
Lu Yiwei nodded and gave an American military salute. "Yes, Ma Rulan!"
Ma Rulan was overjoyed and walked out of the room.
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