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There is a big gap between the working atmosphere of the new unit and the assumption, so Jiang Shu is a little confused.
Fortunately, it was time to go to work without waiting for him. I saw the "busy" three people in the last few minutes before 9 o'clock quickly packed up the table, put on the work card, sit upright, and finally have a bit of public institution appearance.
Jiang Shu was a little relieved
Xue Meng took the initiative to introduce a circle of office members to him.
The old man who drinks tea and reads newspapers is called Zhou Xu, and everyone is called Uncle Zhou. Uncle Zhou is in his fifties. He is tall and thin. He smiles kindly. When he doesn't smile, he is a bit of a fairyland. It's said that he retired from the superior department and retired here. Usually nothing to do, the cleanliness of the office has been wrapped up by him, Jiang Zhou's desk is what he cleaned up.
Xiao Xiaoyu, a young girl, is beautiful and fashionable. I came in a few years ago, mainly responsible for the reception of the hall window. Because her home is close to the street office, she hasn't moved her position all these years and has been staying in the street office.
There was another boy named Zhang ruxing who didn't come. Because something happened at home, he took a month's leave and only came back in mid May.
Xue Meng is the one with the least seniority. He smiles and squeezes his eyes at Jiang GUI: "they used to crush me. Now you come, I can be free."
"Well," Jiang chuckled
Then he asked, "what do we mainly do here?"
A simple question, who knows, Xue Meng got stuck. He thought for a long time with tangled expression and said seriously: "of course we are serving the common people!"
Jiang's eyes are full of doubts.
What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?
Xue Meng coughed and added, "in a nutshell... It's about doing everything."
Maybe he was too surprised to see Jiang's expression. Xue Meng laughed a little and patted him on the shoulder: "but don't be afraid. Let's talk about being busy here, but being idle is also very leisurely. We are the envy of other brother departments. "
Xiao Xiaoyu on the side rolled a huge white eye: "if others run on you, you still blow it?"
He turned around and explained to Jiang GUI with a smile: "don't listen to his nonsense. We are here to help our neighbors solve their problems. We can take care of everything. If you look so good, those aunts will like you. If there are any more aunts fighting and fighting for the square dance venue in the future, it's time for you to mediate. "
Jiang Shu???
Although the more he said, the more different he was from the idea, Jiang Jiu followed Xue Meng to go through the entry procedures. After finishing the procedures, the closed door of the director's office opposite had been opened. There was a middle-aged man sitting inside, who was the director of the street office. When he saw him, he waved and asked him to go in and talk.
The director of the street office is Cheng Ruhai. He has a Chinese character, a Mediterranean face and a big stomach. He laughs very kindly.
"Xiaojiang, right? I've read your file... "
When Jiang Jiu heard the file, his heart went up and his eyes were a little fluttering. He was too guilty to look at director Cheng. His eyes unconsciously move up, and when he touches the top of director Cheng's polished head, he "swish" back, and finally Xu Xu focuses his eyes on his nose.
There's a reason why he's so guilty.
When he first joined the secret service group, he did not deliberately hide his identity, so that every time he went to the demon Control Bureau, he met his colleagues with fear and fear. He did nothing, tried to be friendly and tried to fit in with them, but because he was a glutton, those people always looked at him with caution and fear.
After failing to make friends for several times, Jiang Shu stopped trying to force him to make friends, and gradually, like the rest of the secret service team, he began to go his own way. Every time I go to the demon Management Bureau, I will hold a meeting, receive tasks and hand in reports.
So when he took the street examination this time, he deliberately concealed his real body in the files he submitted, pretending that he was just an ordinary demon clan.
The real body of the demon clan can't be seen directly. Pretending to be an ordinary demon clan should be able to smoothly integrate into the circle of colleagues.
Jiang Jiu listened to director Cheng with a heart in his heart: "although the races are different, our purpose and philosophy of serving the people are the same. Now that you have joined our Hanyang Street office, you are one of us. If you need anything in your future work, please feel free to raise it. The organization will try its best to help you solve it. If you have difficulties in life, you can also go to Lao Zhou or Xiao Zhang. "
Speaking of this, director Cheng quietly moved forward and whispered: "Lao Zhou and Xiao Zhang are similar to you. They are not ordinary people. Lao Zhou retired from the superior department. Although he is nearing retirement, it should be no problem to guide you young people. If you are in trouble, just go to him. Xiao zhangjiali has a vacation. You'll see him when he comes back. "
Unexpectedly, director Cheng asked him to come in to say something like this. Jiang's uneasy expression gradually jumped up. He pursed his smile and focused his head: "director, don't worry, I will work hard."
Director Cheng gave a hearty smile and patted him on the shoulder: "young people should not be so serious. It is allowed to relax occasionally."
When Jiang Shu came out of the office, his mouth curved into a happy arc, and his eyes were clear and bright.
Xiao Xiaoyu propped her chin to appreciate the beauty and said with a smile, "looking at Jiang GUI's face, I won't doze off at work in the future."
Xue Meng disdained her Yangou, and suggested: "while looking at the documents, Jiang Shu put his hand into the bag under the table and gently touched his brother's hair head. At this moment, lion dragon has lain in his bag and is asleep. Jiang Gu looks at his younger brother quietly and starts to look at the documents with full spirit.
Although it's different from his initial idea, he likes the atmosphere here very much.
*
The street office works from nine to five, with an hour and a half lunch break in the middle. As Xue Meng said, leisure is also very leisure. We make tables, write reports, and make jokes. One morning goes by.
But in the afternoon when Xue Meng went to the toilet at work, Jiang Jiu answered the phone for him. At the other end of the phone, the voice was a middle-aged woman, speaking a strong Jiangcheng dialect, shouting sharply, just like a bawling machine. Off. Gun.
Fortunately, Jiang Jiu understood Jiangcheng dialect, took his notes and said, "an aunt called to report a shop in Wenhua street, saying that the shop publicized feudal superstition and engaged in cult activities."
"She again? This man has made more than a dozen phone calls, and his speech is still confused. " Xiao Xiaoyu shrugged her shoulders and said, "I said that the store had killed people. We suggested that she call the police, so she hung up. Two days later, he called to say that there was a ghost in her house, and that the store sent him to arrest her... Today, it's just a report. It's much more normal. "
Jiang asked, "then we don't have to worry about it?"
"There are too many people who call to report."
As they were talking, Simon came back and said, "you'll get used to it if you stay a little longer. There are all kinds of strange things in the street."
"If it's OK, go and have a look." Uncle Zhou, who is leisurely drinking tea, slowly answers: "people have made so many phone calls. If something really happens, it's not good."
Xue Meng thought so, and then said, "I'm fine this afternoon, so I'll go and have a look."
He asked Jiang GUI, "do you want to go with me?"
Jiang is idle, smell speech to go out with him. Before leaving, I thought about it and left the sleeping lion dragon in the office.
Wenhua street is a little far away from the street office. They drove by bus. Just bad luck, just to the street on the traffic jam. In front of the traffic and people crowded together, vaguely there are two police cars parked.
"There's an accident ahead?" Xue Meng looks out.
Jiang has a good ear. After listening carefully for a while, he said, "it seems that someone died in the community."
"Dead again?" Xue Meng was surprised. He rubbed his arms to get goose bumps and said, "I heard that three people died in our district last month. What's the matter——————————————
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There is a big gap between the working atmosphere of the new unit and the assumption, so Jiang Shu is a little confused.
Fortunately, it was time to go to work without waiting for him. I saw the "busy" three people in the last few minutes before 9 o'clock quickly packed up the table, put on the work card, sit upright, and finally have a bit of public institution appearance.
Jiang Shu was a little relieved
Xue Meng took the initiative to introduce a circle of office members to him.
The old man who drinks tea and reads newspapers is called Zhou Xu, and everyone is called Uncle Zhou. Uncle Zhou is in his fifties. He is tall and thin. He smiles kindly. When he doesn't smile, he is a bit of a fairyland. It's said that he retired from the superior department and retired here. Usually nothing to do, the cleanliness of the office has been wrapped up by him, Jiang Zhou's desk is what he cleaned up.
Xiao Xiaoyu, a young girl, is beautiful and fashionable. I came in a few years ago, mainly responsible for the reception of the hall window. Because her home is close to the street office, she hasn't moved her position all these years and has been staying in the street office.
There was another boy named Zhang ruxing who didn't come. Because something happened at home, he took a month's leave and only came back in mid May.
Xue Meng is the one with the least seniority. He smiles and squeezes his eyes at Jiang GUI: "they used to crush me. Now you come, I can be free."
"Well," Jiang chuckled
Then he asked, "what do we mainly do here?"
A simple question, who knows, Xue Meng got stuck. He thought for a long time with tangled expression and said seriously: "of course we are serving the common people!"
Jiang's eyes are full of doubts.
What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?
Xue Meng coughed and added, "in a nutshell... It's about doing everything."
Maybe he was too surprised to see Jiang's expression. Xue Meng laughed a little and patted him on the shoulder: "but don't be afraid. Let's talk about being busy here, but being idle is also very leisurely. We are the envy of other brother departments. "
Xiao Xiaoyu on the side rolled a huge white eye: "if others run on you, you still blow it?"
He turned around and explained to Jiang GUI with a smile: "don't listen to his nonsense. We are here to help our neighbors solve their problems. We can take care of everything. If you look so good, those aunts will like you. If there are any more aunts fighting and fighting for the square dance venue in the future, it's time for you to mediate. "
Jiang Shu???
Although the more he said, the more different he was from the idea, Jiang Jiu followed Xue Meng to go through the entry procedures. After finishing the procedures, the closed door of the director's office opposite had been opened. There was a middle-aged man sitting inside, who was the director of the street office. When he saw him, he waved and asked him to go in and talk.
The director of the street office is Cheng Ruhai. He has a Chinese character, a Mediterranean face and a big stomach. He laughs very kindly.
"Xiaojiang, right? I've read your file... "
When Jiang Jiu heard the file, his heart went up and his eyes were a little fluttering. He was too guilty to look at director Cheng. His eyes unconsciously move up, and when he touches the top of director Cheng's polished head, he "swish" back, and finally Xu Xu focuses his eyes on his nose.
There's a reason why he's so guilty.
When he first joined the secret service group, he did not deliberately hide his identity, so that every time he went to the demon Control Bureau, he met his colleagues with fear and fear. He did nothing, tried to be friendly and tried to fit in with them, but because he was a glutton, those people always looked at him with caution and fear.
After failing to make friends for several times, Jiang Shu stopped trying to force him to make friends, and gradually, like the rest of the secret service team, he began to go his own way. Every time I go to the demon Management Bureau, I will hold a meeting, receive tasks and hand in reports.
So when he took the street examination this time, he deliberately concealed his real body in the files he submitted, pretending that he was just an ordinary demon clan.
The real body of the demon clan can't be seen directly. Pretending to be an ordinary demon clan should be able to smoothly integrate into the circle of colleagues.
Jiang Jiu listened to director Cheng with a heart in his heart: "although the races are different, our purpose and philosophy of serving the people are the same. Now that you have joined our Hanyang Street office, you are one of us. If you need anything in your future work, please feel free to raise it. The organization will try its best to help you solve it. If you have difficulties in life, you can also go to Lao Zhou or Xiao Zhang. "
Speaking of this, director Cheng quietly moved forward and whispered: "Lao Zhou and Xiao Zhang are similar to you. They are not ordinary people. Lao Zhou retired from the superior department. Although he is nearing retirement, it should be no problem to guide you young people. If you are in trouble, just go to him. Xiao zhangjiali has a vacation. You'll see him when he comes back. "
Unexpectedly, director Cheng asked him to come in to say something like this. Jiang's uneasy expression gradually jumped up. He pursed his smile and focused his head: "director, don't worry, I will work hard."
Director Cheng gave a hearty smile and patted him on the shoulder: "young people should not be so serious. It is allowed to relax occasionally."
When Jiang Shu came out of the office, his mouth curved into a happy arc, and his eyes were clear and bright.
Xiao Xiaoyu propped her chin to appreciate the beauty and said with a smile, "looking at Jiang GUI's face, I won't doze off at work in the future."
Xue Meng disdained her Yangou, and suggested: "while looking at the documents, Jiang Shu put his hand into the bag under the table and gently touched his brother's hair head. At this moment, lion dragon has lain in his bag and is asleep. Jiang Gu looks at his younger brother quietly and starts to look at the documents with full spirit.
Although it's different from his initial idea, he likes the atmosphere here very much.
*
The street office works from nine to five, with an hour and a half lunch break in the middle. As Xue Meng said, leisure is also very leisure. We make tables, write reports, and make jokes. One morning goes by.
But in the afternoon when Xue Meng went to the toilet at work, Jiang Jiu answered the phone for him. At the other end of the phone, the voice was a middle-aged woman, speaking a strong Jiangcheng dialect, shouting sharply, just like a bawling machine. Off. Gun.
Fortunately, Jiang Jiu understood Jiangcheng dialect, took his notes and said, "an aunt called to report a shop in Wenhua street, saying that the shop publicized feudal superstition and engaged in cult activities."
"She again? This man has made more than a dozen phone calls, and his speech is still confused. " Xiao Xiaoyu shrugged her shoulders and said, "I said that the store had killed people. We suggested that she call the police, so she hung up. Two days later, he called to say that there was a ghost in her house, and that the store sent him to arrest her... Today, it's just a report. It's much more normal. "
Jiang asked, "then we don't have to worry about it?"
"There are too many people who call to report."
As they were talking, Simon came back and said, "you'll get used to it if you stay a little longer. There are all kinds of strange things in the street."
"If it's OK, go and have a look." Uncle Zhou, who is leisurely drinking tea, slowly answers: "people have made so many phone calls. If something really happens, it's not good."
Xue Meng thought so, and then said, "I'm fine this afternoon, so I'll go and have a look."
He asked Jiang GUI, "do you want to go with me?"
Jiang is idle, smell speech to go out with him. Before leaving, I thought about it and left the sleeping lion dragon in the office.
Wenhua street is a little far away from the street office. They drove by bus. Just bad luck, just to the street on the traffic jam. In front of the traffic and people crowded together, vaguely there are two police cars parked.
"There's an accident ahead?" Xue Meng looks out.
Jiang has a good ear. After listening carefully for a while, he said, "it seems that someone died in the community."
"Dead again?" Xue Meng was surprised. He rubbed his arms to get goose bumps and said, "I heard that three people died in our district last month. What's the matter——————————————
Draw 100 red envelopes, everyone!
There is a big gap between the working atmosphere of the new unit and the assumption, so Jiang Shu is a little confused.Fortunately, it was time to go to work without waiting for him. I saw the "busy" three people in the last few minutes before 9 o'clock quickly packed up the table, put on the work card, sit upright, and finally have a bit of public institution appearance.Jiang Shu was a little relievedXue Meng took the initiative to introduce a circle of office members to him.The old man who drinks tea and reads newspapers is called Zhou Xu, and everyone is called Uncle Zhou. Uncle Zhou is in his fifties. He is tall and thin. He smiles kindly. When he doesn't smile, he is a bit of a fairyland. It's said that he retired from the superior department and retired here. Usually nothing to do, the cleanliness of the office has been wrapped up by him, Jiang Zhou's desk is what he cleaned up.Xiao Xiaoyu, a young girl, is beautiful and fashionable. I came in a few years ago, mainly responsible for the reception of the hall window. Because her home is close to the street office, she hasn't moved her position all these years and has been staying in the street office.There was another boy named Zhang ruxing who didn't come. Because something happened at home, he took a month's leave and only came back in mid May.Xue Meng is the one with the least seniority. He smiles and squeezes his eyes at Jiang GUI: "they used to crush me. Now you come, I can be free.""Well," Jiang chuckledThen he asked, "what do we mainly do here?"A simple question, who knows, Xue Meng got stuck. He thought for a long time with tangled expression and said seriously: "of course we are serving the common people!"Jiang's eyes are full of doubts.What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?Xue Meng coughed and added, "in a nutshell... It's about doing everything."Maybe he was too surprised to see Jiang's expression. Xue Meng laughed a little and patted him on the shoulder: "but don't be afraid. Let's talk about being busy here, but being idle is also very leisurely. We are the envy of other brother departments. "Xiao Xiaoyu on the side rolled a huge white eye: "if others run on you, you still blow it?"He turned around and explained to Jiang GUI with a smile: "don't listen to his nonsense. We are here to help our neighbors solve their problems. We can take care of everything. If you look so good, those aunts will like you. If there are any more aunts fighting and fighting for the square dance venue in the future, it's time for you to mediate. "Jiang Shu???Although the more he said, the more different he was from the idea, Jiang Jiu followed Xue Meng to go through the entry procedures. After finishing the procedures, the closed door of the director's office opposite had been opened. There was a middle-aged man sitting inside, who was the director of the street office. When he saw him, he waved and asked him to go in and talk.The director of the street office is Cheng Ruhai. He has a Chinese character, a Mediterranean face and a big stomach. He laughs very kindly."Xiaojiang, right? I've read your file... "When Jiang Jiu heard the file, his heart went up and his eyes were a little fluttering. He was too guilty to look at director Cheng. His eyes unconsciously move up, and when he touches the top of director Cheng's polished head, he "swish" back, and finally Xu Xu focuses his eyes on his nose.There's a reason why he's so guilty.When he first joined the secret service group, he did not deliberately hide his identity, so that every time he went to the demon Control Bureau, he met his colleagues with fear and fear. He did nothing, tried to be friendly and tried to fit in with them, but because he was a glutton, those people always looked at him with caution and fear.After failing to make friends for several times, Jiang Shu stopped trying to force him to make friends, and gradually, like the rest of the secret service team, he began to go his own way. Every time I go to the demon Management Bureau, I will hold a meeting, receive tasks and hand in reports.So when he took the street examination this time, he deliberately concealed his real body in the files he submitted, pretending that he was just an ordinary demon clan.The real body of the demon clan can't be seen directly. Pretending to be an ordinary demon clan should be able to smoothly integrate into the circle of colleagues.Jiang Jiu listened to director Cheng with a heart in his heart: "although the races are different, our purpose and philosophy of serving the people are the same. Now that you have joined our Hanyang Street office, you are one of us. If you need anything in your future work, please feel free to raise it. The organization will try its best to help you solve it. If you have difficulties in life, you can also go to Lao Zhou or Xiao Zhang. "Speaking of this, director Cheng quietly moved forward and whispered: "Lao Zhou and Xiao Zhang are similar to you. They are not ordinary people. Lao Zhou retired from the superior department. Although he is nearing retirement, it should be no problem to guide you young people. If you are in trouble, just go to him. Xiao zhangjiali has a vacation. You'll see him when he comes back. "Unexpectedly, director Cheng asked him to come in to say something like this. Jiang's uneasy expression gradually jumped up. He pursed his smile and focused his head: "director, don't worry, I will work hard."Director Cheng gave a hearty smile and patted him on the shoulder: "young people should not be so serious. It is allowed to relax occasionally."When Jiang Shu came out of the office, his mouth curved into a happy arc, and his eyes were clear and bright.Xiao Xiaoyu propped her chin to appreciate the beauty and said with a smile, "looking at Jiang GUI's face, I won't doze off at work in the future."Xue Meng disdained her Yangou, and suggested: "while looking at the documents, Jiang Shu put his hand into the bag under the table and gently touched his brother's hair head. At this moment, lion dragon has lain in his bag and is asleep. Jiang Gu looks at his younger brother quietly and starts to look at the documents with full spirit.Although it's different from his initial idea, he likes the atmosphere here very much.*The street office works from nine to five, with an hour and a half lunch break in the middle. As Xue Meng said, leisure is also very leisure. We make tables, write reports, and make jokes. One morning goes by.But in the afternoon when Xue Meng went to the toilet at work, Jiang Jiu answered the phone for him. At the other end of the phone, the voice was a middle-aged woman, speaking a strong Jiangcheng dialect, shouting sharply, just like a bawling machine. Off. Gun.Fortunately, Jiang Jiu understood Jiangcheng dialect, took his notes and said, "an aunt called to report a shop in Wenhua street, saying that the shop publicized feudal superstition and engaged in cult activities.""She again? This man has made more than a dozen phone calls, and his speech is still confused. " Xiao Xiaoyu shrugged her shoulders and said, "I said that the store had killed people. We suggested that she call the police, so she hung up. Two days later, he called to say that there was a ghost in her house, and that the store sent him to arrest her... Today, it's just a report. It's much more normal. "Jiang asked, "then we don't have to worry about it?""There are too many people who call to report."As they were talking, Simon came back and said, "you'll get used to it if you stay a little longer. There are all kinds of strange things in the street.""If it's OK, go and have a look." Uncle Zhou, who is leisurely drinking tea, slowly answers: "people have made so many phone calls. If something really happens, it's not good."Xue Meng thought so, and then said, "I'm fine this afternoon, so I'll go and have a look."He asked Jiang GUI, "do you want to go with me?"Jiang is idle, smell speech to go out with him. Before leaving, I thought about it and left the sleeping lion dragon in the office.Wenhua street is a little far away from the street office. They drove by bus. Just bad luck, just to the street on the traffic jam. In front of the traffic and people crowded together, vaguely there are two police cars parked."There's an accident ahead?" Xue Meng looks out.Jiang has a good ear. After listening carefully for a while, he said, "it seems that someone died in the community.""Dead again?" Xue Meng was surprised. He rubbed his arms to get goose bumps and said, "I heard that three people died in our district last month. What's the matterDraw 100 red envelopes, everyone!
