"Director..."

Wang Guangping's mouth seemed to be stuffed with a big walnut, his face trembled, and he couldn't speak a whole word.

The cold yamen of the Party History Office is to retire to the second line and provide for the elderly. It is for veteran cadres to give full play to their waste heat. However, he is only in his early fifties this year and has more than a decade of golden career.

Eight years ago, when Wang Guangping was in his prime of life and had a promising career, he was transferred to the farm for transformation. He did not collapse. He endured hard and firmly believed that he could be reused again, return to the city and be reinstated!

Eight years later, he returned to the city.

Wang Guangping wanted to show his strength, but he was arranged in the Ministry of education.

It was hard to accept this situation for a while, and Wang Guangping was depressed for a while. But he did not admit defeat. He soon realized that the Higher Education Department of the Ministry of education was also good and could help his son Wang Jianhua. Wang Guangping adjusted his mentality and actively sought progress. He did more but made more mistakes. Now he is directly assigned to the "Party History Office".

This blow is even greater than the decentralization of farms in those years.

The decentralization of farms is a special reason of the times. Wang Guangping is not the only one, but also others. Everyone was full of hope, and then they returned to the city on a large scale.

Now Wang Guangping has been transferred to lengyamen alone.

Is there any hope of turning over in his life?

Wang Guangping's expression was frustrated, his hands trembled badly, and he couldn't hold a steady and thin order.

The director personally picked up the transfer order and put it back into Wang Guangping's hand:

"Comrade Guangping, if you go to a new unit, you should continue to work hard."

He also patted Wang Guangping on the shoulder as encouragement. Wang Guangping's feet were soft and his whole body was weak. In a moment, his energy and spirit were taken away. He looked older than the director general.

I don't know how to get out of the office.

The comrades of the unit led by deputy director Tang were reluctant to say goodbye to Wang Guangping.

"I am very happy to work with Comrade Guangping. I hope we will have business opportunities in the future."

Deputy director Tang said, bah in his heart. He was joking. Who wants to work with Wang Guangping. The Party History Office is also a serious unit. Secretary Tang doesn't want to enjoy Qingfu so early. He feels he can still struggle in the field of education for many years!

Wang Guangping looked up at the famous good man.

"It's you..."

Secretary Tang shook his hand and said, "it's me! I am reluctant to part with Comrade Guangping, but I should also respect the opinions of the organization. Alas, I will never forget Comrade Guangping's care for me! "

Secretary Tang smiled. Wang Guangping was defeated by his subordinates. He couldn't die at all.

These words were admitted in Wang Guangping's ears.

He was transferred because of director Tang!

He thought that the good man would not be investigated if he didn't move. Unexpectedly, he was so insidious. Wang Guangping stared and wanted to be angry, but he stubbornly resisted it. The Department of higher education is not very popular elsewhere. For a college student, the power is really great. Wang Jianhua is still studying at Beijing Teachers College. If he turns against Tang, Wang Guangping holds the hand of director Tang:

"Please forgive me if I offended you in my previous work."

Other comrades are still there. When Wang Guangping said this, the defeated Rooster bowed to Director Tang.

Secretary Tang smiled and stopped talking.

Zhan Aiqun doesn't shake hands with Wang Guangping. She just reads jokes.

Wang Guangping packed up his personal belongings and left his first work unit after returning to the city. He knows he has no chance to return to the higher education department. Now, before going back to work, does he still have a chance to get up from the "Party History Office"?

Wang Guangping is no longer young.

With so many young cadres waiting for promotion, who would think of him swept into the Party History Office!

How did things turn into such a bad situation? Wang Guangping stumbled, held his personal belongings and fell down the steps.

……

"Transferred to the party history office?"

Xia Xiaolan had just finished her exam when Guan huimoth was waiting for her and brought her the news at the first time.

Xia Xiaolan really breathed out.

She doesn't mind how old Wang Guangping is. She didn't expect a leader to embarrass her, an ordinary student. Wang Guangping failed to deal with her once in a place like the Department of higher education, and there were endless troubles in the follow-up.

Wang Guangping was transferred to the Party History Office. Even laymen like Xia Xiaolan who only know the fur understand that it is a leisure yamen for the elderly.

As the name suggests, it is the Yamen who studies "party history", collects data, edits and publishes a series of party history, and maintains revolutionary sites... Some comrades like this kind of work and feel that there are not so many intrigues among noble people. But for Wang Guangping, who is obsessed with power, this may be the biggest torture.

Guan huimoth nodded. "Before, there was another arrangement to transfer to the cultural relics research institute. Your grandfather Zhou said that people eager for quick success and instant benefit went to the cultural relics research institute. Those cultural relics are restless. You'd better go to the Party History Office. He can't move away from the revolutionary sites."

Xia Xiaolan was amused. Guan huimoth's talk is too vivid and interesting. Of course, the revolutionary sites can't be moved away. What does Wang Guangping do with caves and iron cable bridges.

Mr. Zhou is right. It's too unsafe for the cultural relics to let Wang Guangping go to the cultural relics research institute.

The price of antiques in the 1980s has not been hot. In a few years, a casual porcelain bowl can sell hundreds of thousands. Comrade Wang Guangping's integrity is really worrying.

"Aunt, this is the best result. It's all my business, which has added trouble to the Zhou family."

Xia Xiaolan is not greedy. It is impossible to push Wang Guangping away. Organizing appointments has the final say.

"It's no trouble. The old man just said something fair and put the facts out for the organization to see. He has been in class for the first half of the year, and there are few people in the whole unit who hate him... The Department of higher education, even the Ministry of education, had great opinions on him, but this time it was a boat driven by the current. "

Guan huimoth doesn't want to mention Wang Guangping anymore. This person's business is no longer related to the Zhou family. Didn't Zhou Guobin say that we are not the same people!

"By the way, your final exam is over. How are you going to spend this winter vacation and go back to Shangdu?"

Xia Xiaolan was embarrassed: "I haven't gone back so soon. I have to do something else in winter vacation. Aunt, has there been any news from Zhou Cheng? There has been some time since the end of his isolation review. What are the arrangements for him in the army? "

Xia Xiaolan and Zhou Cheng haven't seen each other for two months.

After so many things, can Xia Xiaolan not think about it?

Guan huimoth also understands.

If Xia Xiaolan didn't ask anything about Zhou Cheng, Guan Hui moth would be cold.

"If I told you, I would have violated the discipline... But my aunt knows you are measured and won't talk nonsense to others, right?"

Aunt, can you stop being so skinny?!

It used to be very cold. Xia Xiaolan had to coax:

"No, just tell me."

Guan huimoth pointed to the south.

"Still in Fujian Province?"

Guan huimoth smiled and shook his head, "in Pengcheng."