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Chapter 22

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General Affairs Office.

After Deputy Director Li left, the office was quiet. Zhou Changchun rubbed his forehead and looked at the script in his hand. After a while, he looked around the room. "This is the same as the last time. Chief Yang did not say that he does not have any requests. Huh? Xiao Tan?"

Tan Limei, who had never complained about her work, looked at Zhou Changchun pitifully. "Chief Zhou, please forgive me."

Zhou Changchun encouraged her: "You are in charge of writing the script. You are a university student, and it is not difficult for you to write a script. You can't be asking me and Old Yan to write it. "

Tan Limei sighed. "Chief Zhou, it's not like you don't know that Bureau Chief Yang's requirements are too high. Just last time, Guo Panwei, Sister Chang, and I did not do anything for two days. We only focused on writing the drafts that Bureau Chief Yang gave us. We wrote five or six drafts, but not only did Bureau Chief Yang not use any of them, he even scolded me.

Zhou Changchun replied: "Chief Yang said that is because he has high expectations of you. This time, you can try again."

Tan Limei lowered her head and said: "Fine. I will try again."

Zhou Changchun looked at Guo Panwei and the rest. "Panwei, Xiao Chang, Shunjie, all of you write a script too. Work harder."

Changjuan quickly said: "Leader, my writing is not good. Chief Yang will not like it."

Even Guo Panwei, who likes to suck up to the leaders, flinched. "Chief Zhou, I'm afraid Chief Yang doesn't like my writing skills. What do you think …"

Guo Shunjie continued: "Chief Zhou, I also … …"

Zhou Changchun was angry and knocked on the table. "Look at all of you. What's wrong with you all? Ah? No matter how difficult it is, you all must do it. This is all for work! Hurry up and write the script. We must send it to Chief Yang tomorrow. " Zhou Changchun was also afraid of Chief Yang. The last time, Chief Yang was not satisfied with the script he wrote. In the end, not only the staff were scolded, Zhou Changchun and Li Qing were also scolded. This made Zhou Changchun and Li Qing very embarrassed. That's why when Chief Yang asked them to write another script, Zhou Changchun was troubled. He does not know how to get past Chief Yang.

After work.

Dong Xuebing chased after Tan Limei curiously. "Tan Zi, let's go together."

Tan Limei sighed listlessly. "What bus number are you taking?"

"Bus 46." Dong Xuebing walked with her. "What's wrong? Is it hard to write a speech? "

But Chief Yang is different. He … … he … … "After Tan Limei's explanation, Dong Xuebing understood that Chief Yang's full name was Yang Yizhong. He was the Branch Bureau's Deputy Bureau Chief. Because Yang Yizhong had been transferred from the Eastern District Branch not long ago, Tan Limei and the rest did not know much about him. They only knew that this Deputy Bureau Chief had a bad temper and would shout at his subordinates for no reason. He was also very strict with the quality of the script. Ordinary scripts were not good enough for him. Not long ago, the staff from the General Affairs Office were scolded because of this.

Dong Xuebing thought about what Tan Limei said and thought about it.

The next day at work.

The first thing Zhou Changchun did when he walked into the office was ask about the draft.

Tan Limei replied unconfidently. "I had written it, but I cannot guarantee that Chief Yang will approve it."

Guo Panwei, Guo Shunjie, and Changjuan also had the same expression as Tan Limei.

"Ok." Zhou Changchun smacked his lips. "Send it over and see what Chief Yang will say."

Dong Xuebing raised his head and looked at Tan Limei, Chang Juan, and Guo Panwei walking out of the office. Dong Xuebing opened a few Word documents on his PC and started to study the speech script. He had downloaded these documents from the internet last night, and he had learned a lot from the writing style and the wording of the speech.

One minute … …

Five minutes … …

Ten minutes … …

Guo Shunjie was the first to return. "Chief Zhou, Chief Yang said that my draft is too messy."

After him was a dejected Guo Panwei. "Chief Yang said … … said … …" Guo Panwei was too embarrassed to say it. "Chief Yang asked me to rewrite it."

Changjuan followed behind Guo Shunjie. "My draft is also not good."

The last to enter the office was Tan Limei. Everyone immediately looked at her. "How was it?"

Unexpectedly, Tan Limei didn't even reply. She lowered her head and sat on her desk. Biting her lips, her shoulders twitched as she wiped away her tears and began to cry.

Zhou Changchun immediately knew that she had not passed the test and was scolded. Sigh … … What happened? Everyone was stumped by a single draft. If this carries on, the leaders will think that the General Affairs Office is useless.

Ring, ring, ring. Zhou Changchun's office phone rang. He quickly answered. "Hello … … Oh … … Chief Yang … … Yes … … Ah … … I understand … … I understand … … But we … … I … … I will ask them to write … … Ok … … Don't worry … … Ok … …"

Outside, Zhuang Zhi was comforting Tan Limei, who was crying.

Zhou Changchun rubbed his temples and walked out slowly. "Chief Yang had said that the City Bureau's meeting will be brought forward to tomorrow. No matter what, we must see the draft today. Ok … … everyone must work hard and follow Chief Yang's instructions. Let's see if our draft is wrong and make some changes."

Tan Limei cried: "Sob … … I … … I had written it according to his instructions."

Changjuan said: "Chief Zhou, we had tried our best."

Zhou Changchun sighed: "I know it is not easy for all of you. But we must do what the higher-ups had instructed us to do. Let's think of a solution."

Everyone lowered their heads and did not say a word.

Zhou Changchun frowned and was about to say something when Dong Xuebing stood up slowly.

Zhou Changchun looked at Dong Xuebing: "Oh? Xiao Dong, do you have any ideas? "

"Huh … … I don't have any ideas." Dong Xuebing smiled embarrassedly: "Chief Zhou, if there is no other way, can I give it a try?"

"You?" Zhou Changchun was stunned. "You know how to write a draft?"

Dong Xuebing did not dare to say anything definite. If not, he might leave the impression that he was frivolous. "A little."

"Ok. You can give it a try." Zhou Changchun did not have high hopes for Dong Xuebing as a newcomer. There were so many good writers in the General Affairs Office, but none of them could enter Bureau Chief Yang's eyes. As a newcomer, Zhou Changchun was even more hopeless. Asking him to write was just a last resort.

Dong Xuebing felt this was an opportunity for him.

An opportunity to make a comeback!

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