Today is the first day of resumption of work.

After breakfast, Ye Qian returned to the office. The table that had not been wiped for several days was slightly covered with dust.

Pick up the rag that was put aside and start cleaning it after it is soaked with water.

Before the table was wiped, other people arrived in twos and threes, and everyone got involved in cleaning.

After finishing cleaning, President Feng called everyone to his office and held a meeting for everyone. First, he expressed condolences to everyone about how they were having a good New Year, and then officially went to work to let everyone feel at ease.

The next step is to rearrange everyone’s work content for this year.

Although Chairman Feng said this, after the arrangements were made, the work in the hands of other directors has not changed. Only his own work has changed. He was assigned the task of issuing a letter of introduction and stamping the official seal to him years ago.

Pan Huiyu.

When President Feng said this, Wang Juan, Jiang Xia and Chen Xiaoling were all a little surprised. Only Pan Huiyu looked at me with a proud face.

Yes, the two of them had discussed this in advance.

To say that this job is not that good, it means that it can reduce a lot of field work tasks, and there is no need to solve some trivial matters at home every day.

Moreover, if you have more work content on your hands, it will not be easy for others to ignore you, otherwise you will always be an errand boy.

But in the current situation, he was dismissed after he solved the problem.

Ye Qian is not that stupid. Since you have already decided and just came to inform me, it would be useless even if I refuted it on the spot. It would only make the scene unpleasant.

If I want to go to Han City, I need this job, so I have to endure it.

After the meeting, Wang Juan talked to herself alone, "No one expected the decision President Feng made today, so you shouldn't feel any psychological burden."

"I know, it's not that I'm not doing a good job, it's just that I need to go to the grassroots level to exercise more, I understand." Who doesn't say nice things?

After Wang Juan saw that I had no idea, she let me in.

It’s just a work task. If this one is gone, won’t I try to get another one?

This reminds me of the factory newspaper of the grain factory. The labor union is also responsible for the factory newspaper. Most of the previous articles were written by Wang Juan. Of course, other people can also contribute, but few people do so.

I'm so busy that I can't think about anything else.

After lunch, I sat down and wrote.

How difficult can it be for me to write a story? I have been at the grassroots level, and I know a lot about grassroots affairs. In the WeChat Moments of later generations, people often post some chicken soup for the soul, and I occasionally read it, adding some spirituality to the actual situation.

Chicken soup will definitely make your blood boil and bring tears to your eyes.

After Ye Qian finished writing the manuscript, she went out and put it in the submission box.

Pan Huiyu saw him going out and asked with a smile: "Why are you going?"

"It's up to you to take care of it." He replied politely.

This Pan Huiyu doesn't think that we can still pretend to be friends as if nothing has happened. Does this mean that I am easy to bully, or is she thinking of other things?

She still remembers what President Feng asked her to do years ago. Although she doesn't know what it is, she always feels that it has something to do with her.

After get off work, Ye Qian still told Wang Juan about her defection, and then left work.

Wang Juan was confused, but she didn't say anything.

Wang Juan didn't talk to her about the manuscript the next day. Although Ye Qian was a little anxious, it wouldn't be good if she asked again.

When she was about to go to the cafeteria at noon on the third day, Wang Juan stopped herself and pointed to the stool next to her: "Sit down, I've read your article, it's pretty good."

Wang Juan didn't take it seriously at first. She had asked other union officials to write manuscripts before. They all had good academic qualifications, at least high school, but the things they wrote were not ideal.

When Ye Qian was admitted to the trade union with a junior high school degree, she didn't take it seriously because she didn't expect her writing skills to be quite good.

Ye Qian sat on the stool with a smile, "Thank you, Sister Wang. I still have many shortcomings and need to continue to learn."

Wang Juan also had to re-examine her. This person was indeed very smart. He had just lost the official seal task, and now he had found a new one for himself.

"You don't need any modifications at all. Just publish it in the factory report the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Wang. I was worried that my writing was not good." Seeing such a humble Ye Qian, Wang Juan was also happy.

Wang Juan said to Ye Qian, "You don't have to be modest. Your manuscript is very good. Let's go eat first."

After getting the exact answer, Ye Qian was in a good mood all afternoon.

Why are you in a good mood?

I just lost a job yesterday, and I found a new one for myself today. And Ye Qian knows that as long as she takes over this task, she won't have to run out anymore. Can she be unhappy?

When the newspaper came out from the factory the day after tomorrow, the workers were really excited when they saw the Chicken Soup for the Soul they had written. Some workers even had red eyes after reading it.

As soon as she sat down in her seat in the office, Ye Qian heard Pan Huiyu's sarcastic remarks to her: "It's so funny that someone with a junior high school degree is still writing a manuscript to show off his knowledge."

"It's so funny, why didn't I laugh you to death?" Ye Qian immediately retorted. Since we can't live in peace and harmony, let's draw our swords at each other.

Does Ye Qian think Pan Huiyu is planning to break the pot now? She can't get rid of President Feng, so she accepts it happily?

Pan Huiyu has been very rude since she took away her work assignment. She shows off her power all day long just because she has a backing. Although she has no backing, she can't be silent, which makes people feel

I'm easy to bully myself.

Ye Qian thought, it would be great if she could catch them, and then her eyes flashed, isn't there a ready-made handle?

It seems that these two people are working together. Pan Huiyu was clearly unwilling before, but now she accepts it so naturally. She must have taken advantage of it.

You have to think of a way to expose this matter.

Pan Huiyu didn't believe that Ye Qian had that ability. She couldn't write as a high school student. How could she, a junior high school student, write such a good manuscript? When she read the manuscript, she almost shed tears. Just saw the following

The signature was Ye Qian, and she held back her tears. She felt so angry that she wanted to say a few words when she saw Ye Qian.

"you."

"What are you doing? If you want to go out and do something crazy, your office is your home."

Pan Huiyu retorted, "This manuscript cannot be written by you. How could you write it with a junior high school diploma?"
Chapter completed!