The next morning, Lu Yiwei woke up on time, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and had breakfast. Before he left, he said to his mother, Liu Cuilan, "Mom, Hai Dong is getting married next month. You and Dad have to go and help him out. He can't do it alone."
"Hai Dong is getting married?" Liu Cuilan threw away the feather duster in her hand. She couldn't believe it. "Is it still Lingling's friend, Mei Jia?"
"Yes." Lu Yiwei nodded. "Hai Dong is already a family member. Treat him as a family member. We can't neglect him. Hai Dong will have whatever other families have. Not only do it well, but also make it grand. Let Hai Dong feel the warmth of home. If you need money, just tell me … "
"Hai Dong!" Liu Cuilan threw her apron on the sofa angrily. "He didn't even tell us about such a big thing. Alright, go back to work. You don't have to worry about this." Then, she hurried out of the door and shouted to Lu Weiguo, "Weiguo, hurry up! Hai Dong is getting married. Let's go and see!"
"What? Hai Dong is getting married? "Lu Weiguo shouted in the bathroom. Liu Cuilan had no idea what to do. She walked around the yard and suddenly remembered something. She climbed upstairs and mumbled, "Quilt, wedding quilt …"
With his parents' help, Lu Yiwei didn't have to worry much. He dressed neatly and left the house.
The weather was getting colder. The cold wind in the hallway blew into his neck. Lu Yiwei couldn't help but shrink his neck and straighten his collar. When he reached the street, he glanced at the old cadre's house. The door was closed. He was relieved and quickened his pace.
Hai Dong's car drove away. Lu Yiwei had to walk to work. His house wasn't far from the County party committee's compound. It was a ten-minute walk. It was good to walk. He sat in the car, in the office, and at the dining table every day. He had no chance to exercise. Fortunately, Lu Yiwei exercised every night before going to bed. That was how he managed to maintain his good figure. Otherwise, he would be like the other leaders, with a big belly and a big belly. However, he found that his face was bigger than before. This was the sign of him getting fatter.
It was unknown when it started, but the image of the officials had basically become a fixed mold. They had fat heads and big ears, prominent noses, square mouths, big yellow teeth, and occasionally gold teeth. Their hairstyles were all the same, and their long hair fluttered in the wind. If they encountered a disastrous desert zone in the eastern hemisphere, they would need the full support of the western hemisphere to make up for the lack of vegetation in the eastern hemisphere. His neck was short and thick, and his upper body was as long as his lower body. His belly was as round as a ball, and his belt was always tied under his belly button, which was a very uncoordinated golden dividing point. She liked to wear loose woolen trousers, and she was chasing after the bell-bottoms that were currently popular. The difference was that bell-bottoms were tight on the thighs and wide on the calves. It was easy to tell whether it was beautiful or not. His leather shoes were often shiny, and his center of gravity was unstable when he walked. He swayed from side to side and panted after a few steps. He wished someone could push him in a wheelchair. When he spoke, he would put his hands on his hips, dance, and spit would fly everywhere. He talked non-stop, and he would use politics to solve economic problems, and philosophy to solve sociological problems. If you said something, he would explain it to you, and he would not stop until you were dizzy.
With the improvement of the quality of life, high blood pressure, high blood fat, high blood sugar, triglycerides, cholesterol, fatty liver, and prostate had become the standard for officials. If you didn't have these, you would be embarrassed to go out and greet others. The first thing he would ask when eating was, "Have you taken your blood pressure medicine?" If he had, then he would drink to his heart's content. After drinking, he would take the medicine. According to incomplete statistics, seven out of ten officials had one of these common diseases, and the incidence was extremely high. What was more ironic was that the things that were originally discussed in the office were basically solved at the table over wine. Drinking had become a hard indicator to measure the work.
Lu Yiwei's alcohol tolerance was okay, and he had not yet discovered any common diseases. If he nitpicked, he would have a bad appetite and a cold stomach. He could not catch a cold, or it would be extremely painful, and he would break out in cold sweat. His history of stomach problems could be traced back to his high school days. At that time, he did not eat breakfast and would often bring cold buns to the classroom to eat, afraid that it would affect his studies. When he reached university, he had already developed that habit. He was too lazy to get out of bed, and his stomach problems continued. However, the incidence of stomach problems in Nanyang County was still relatively high, and it was related to the local water and soil. Because it was located in a mining area, the water contained a lot of minerals, and the water was hard. If it was not softened, it would taste bitter in the mouth. After testing, the water contained manganese, chromium, and other trace elements. Whether these were the cause of stomach problems remained to be verified.
Lu Yiwei had just taken a few steps when a car drove past him. He turned his head and saw that it was a car from the County party committee. He stopped in his tracks.
"Hey, Yiwei, get in!" Dong Guoping's driver, Zhao Wenbin, rolled down the window and shouted.
Zhao Wenbin had been driving for the County party committee for more than ten years, and he could be considered an old driver. The two of them had known each other since Lu Yiwei was in the government office. At that time, Zhao Wenbin looked down on Lu Yiwei from the bottom of his heart. He felt that Lu Yiwei was someone who relied on his father-in-law to get his position. Now, Lu Yiwei felt that Zhao Wenbin was disrespectful to him. No matter what, Lu Yiwei was now in charge of the County party committee, and it was only right for Zhao Wenbin to address him as Director Lu. Taking a step back, calling him Yiwei was fine, but shouldn't his tone be more humble? His voice was gruff, and he was shouting that he was selling rice!
Even though Lu Yiwei was unhappy, he did not want to show it. After all, he had just been transferred to the County party committee, and he had to be kind to others. "Oh, it's Old Zhao. You can go first. It's not far, and you can reach there in a few steps. "Lu Yiwei said.
Zhao Wenbin had one hand on the steering wheel, and the other was knocking on the car door. He was wearing sunglasses and looked like a hooligan. He slowly followed Lu Yiwei and said. "Yiwei, don't be so polite. You are the leader now, and it's normal for you to sit in his car. Du Jiaming had said that I will be the one driving you every day. "
Lu Yiwei did not know if this Zhao Wenbin was stupid or stubborn. Lu Yiwei had been holding back all this time. He smiled and said, "Pick me up? Thank you! "Lu Yiwei said and continued walking.
At this moment, the Organization Department's car came to pick up Lu Yiwei. Lu Yiwei did not hesitate and boarded Liu Hui's car. When Zhao Wenbin saw this, he slammed the car door and scolded. "What the f * ck!"
When Du Jiaming carried out his orders, there was absolutely no fault to be found. Lu Yiwei had ordered the County party committee office to move to the fourth floor, and it was completed overnight. Execution is very important in the government. When the leader gives you a task, it means that he trusts you. If you find all sorts of reasons to reject the task, you can go to the office and have some tea. I don't need you in the future. If it was someone else, no matter how big the difficulty was, they would pat their chest and promise to do everything they could to overcome the difficulties. Any leader would like such a subordinate who had the ability to execute.
For example, when Zhang Zhiyuan asked Lu Yiwei to make a billboard, Zhang Zhiyuan thought it was very simple. Wasn't it just erecting a sign? How difficult could it be? It could be done quickly and easily. Lu Yiwei knew the difficulty of the task, and he did not complain. He mobilized all the manpower he could and completed the task in one night. The next day, Zhang Zhiyuan opened the curtains and saw the billboard.
There were many similar examples, especially when it comes to sudden inspections. This is not a problem for smart people. There was a leader who wanted to cross a bridge, but the bridge was broken. To prevent the leader from bumping, the leader repaired the bridge in one night, creating a miracle in the history of bridge construction. This is not a story, but a real incident.
Du Jiaming is also an expert in execution. Aside from some minor details, most of the tasks were settled. With dark circles under his eyes, he brought Lu Yiwei around his office.
According to Lu Yiwei's request, the office should not be too big. It would be best if there were two rooms, one for work, and the other for rest. Du Jiaming understood the intention, and it has basically reached Lu Yiwei's expectations. Not only was the bed neatly made, but there were also small things such as slippers and towels. Furthermore, there were also a few pots of flowers carefully placed on the bed. This kind of observation was not something that just anyone could possess.
Du Jiaming chuckled. "Director Lu, the computer, printer, and fax machine are all ready for your daily work. If there's anything else you need, or if there's anything I missed, I'll get it now. "
Lu Yiwei nodded his head in satisfaction. "Director Du, you're really considerate. Thank you for everything."
Du Jiaming was a little excited after being affirmed by Lu Yiwei. "Director Lu, please don't say that. This is what I should do. You can just tell me if you need anything in the future. Although I might not be able to meet your requirements, at least you can't find any flaws. Haha. "
"Alright, I like it very much!" Lu Yiwei couldn't say too many modest words to lower his own status. He looked at Zhang Zhiyuan's office door and asked. "Is Secretary Zhang here?"
"Not yet! I'll report to you when he's here. "
Lu Yiwei nodded. "Alright. Director Du, you can go ahead."
After Du Jiaming left, Lu Yiwei looked at everything in the room excitedly. He had long wanted his own independent office, and he finally got it today. In the past, there was only a small room in the government office, and it took a lot of effort to turn around. But now, it's different. The room is big, and there's a place to rest. "Come in!" He laid on the bed and fiddled with the devil's ivy on the windowsill.
"Knock, knock …" There was a knock on the door. Lu Yiwei quickly got up and tidied his clothes. He walked out of the bedroom and sat in front of the desk. "Come in!"
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