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Chapter 215

Although the final physical examination is over, in view of the current special weather in Chengdu, the grade director is very humanized and announced that the physical education class this week will be restarted as an exception.

Although not explicitly stated, physical education teachers all know that in fact, it is to take out a free activity time and let the students have a good contact with the snowy day in disguise, which is also a decompression before the final exam.

And if this is recorded properly, it may be another innovative education initiative. The official account is good for the school image.

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"One, two, three, four... Two, two, three, stop... OK! Disband! "

On the playground, after some formal warm-up activities, class 7 dispersed in a crowd. Lin Xiaoxian and the study committee went to the canteen to buy roast sausage.

At this time, the business of the canteen is cold. Two people sit on the bench in front of the counter of the canteen, eat intestines, bake the gas stove of the boss's house, and leisurely enjoy the snow on the branches of dead trees beside the runway.

"Jia, let me tell you something."

Lin Xiaoxian, like an old mother, was particularly concerned about the body of the study committee member. He was not satisfied with providing her with a warm hand treasure, and proposed to give her a scarf.

"No, I'll just wear a shawl."

"Shawl, it's thin after all!" Lin Xiaoxian's exaggerated sadness on his face, "pity my dear jia, who is weak and sick, just like sister Lin in the sky..."

"You are weak and sick. How can I be so delicate..."

"Don't say anything. In fact, there are still some, such as the last time I was at your house, and when it rained and kissed you that day..."

"Pooh, Pooh! It's all fake news! Stop talking. "

The study committee member spat at him and patted off his dishonest palm that wanted to hug him.

"I have a scarf at home. Don't spend money. Why do high school students spend so much money?"

"A scarf is also called big hands and feet?"

"A scarf is not money? A little makes a mickle. A drop of water makes a sea. Have you forgotten that you still have a sister? My brother spends money on his lover, shouldn't my sister feel sad? "

"No such exaggeration..."

Lin Xiaoxian felt a sense of frustration.

Damn it, why are all the girls around me like this?

When it comes to money, no matter what your family background is, you are sensible one by one!

Can't you make a little material? Can't you ask him for something?

Is it so difficult to spend some money for your women these days?

Look at other people's girlfriend, after a while, the fairy water is carrot, and the boyfriend will not send it to micro-blog, but make complaints about "straight life".

It's not like Zhou Jia. He's beautiful, smart and virtuous. Even his sweetheart wants to buy a scarf for himself

"Jia, please do me a favor."

"What?"

"Please, don't make me like you more. I really don't want to be eccentric."

"Go! Virtue... "

"No kidding. If I had 25 hours a day, I would have to spend the extra hour with you."

"Sweet words."

Zhou Jia glanced at him faintly, but the moment she took back her eyes was a light frown and tenderness.

Eccentric?

The so-called lover doesn't like to let him deviate from his heart from time to time

A handful of small "evil thoughts" rushed up, the lips of the study committee members were slightly tilted, the chest was hot, and the heart was as warm and sweet as turning over a honey jar.

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At the same time, in an office building in Chengdu, Xinnan district.

A dark skinned middle-aged man was talking on the phone in his seat. There was a piece of white paper inserted in the card slot on his station, with the words Zhou Aimin printed on it.

"Ah, Mr. Deng, there are three trees on my side..."

"... yes, I just checked. The model has been sent. I'll send you the express order number?"

"New template? Oh... I'm going to ask. There's a queue at the factory... "

"OK, send me the color number..."

"In addition, President Deng, I gave you a sample of Tianjiao imperial residence last time... Oh, OK, next time..."

When he hung up the phone, Zhou Aimin frowned and stood up while continuing to stare at the form on the screen and pounding his tailbone.

"Huh?"

As soon as he got up, Zhou Aimin suddenly found that Wang Defa, the new general manager of the Administration Department of the company, came to him and was looking at him with a color card.

Although Zhou Aimin has stayed in the company for some years, he doesn't know much about the new boss because he doesn't have much contact with the administration department. He only vaguely heard that he is a henpecked man at several annual meetings.

However, this is also common in Chengdu, which is not surprising.

"President Wang." Zhou Aimin smiled and nodded.

"Well, just that, what project?"

Wang Defa continued to look at the color card and looked at Zhou Aimin's station at will.

"It's the proofing of Tianjiao imperial residence before, and this time a new batch of models."

"Well, how about Tianjiao imperial mansion?"

"Hang, developers seem to have chosen Chenyang or Nippon."

"Well, what about the government project?"

"The government... Oh, ABC firm. Last time I went with President Ma, I may still need to communicate."

"Well, who has the final say now? Is it the Planning Bureau or Mr. Su? "

"Even Mr. Ma doesn't know this, because it seems that the Planning Bureau and the office have not cooperated very happily..."

"Well..."

Wang de asked a lot of questions, but Zhou Aimin felt that it was a cover. Looking at the way President Wang wanted to stop talking, it was obvious that he hadn't said anything yet.

Wang Defa pondered for a long time, put down the color card and suddenly walked to the office:

"Well... Lao Zhou, let's talk in the office."

Sure enough, Wang Defa's words turned. This is the business.

Zhou Aimin's heart sank immediately.

During this time, because of the problem of performance, what everyone of the three institutes is most afraid of is being called by the leaders to talk.

Although Zhou Aimin is the most hardworking of the project managers of the three institutes, the current problem of the three institutes is that there are too many middle-level managers and too many money and performance. It is these people who want to be streamlined.

Those interns and newcomers at the bottom will not be regarded as the target of layoffs because the company does not give performance.

So Zhou Aimin thought that he might be facing layoffs, and then thought of a pair of children at home, the whole person directly wilted. When he sat in the office, he felt a little dizzy with the bright incandescent lights.

"Eh? Lao Zhou, are you not feeling well? "

"No, Mr. Wang... Tell me, I can stand it."

"Can you stand it? Ha ha, what, do you know what I want to say? "

Wang de laughed, lit a burst bead and gave it to Zhou Aimin.

"Mr. Wang, I don't smoke."

"It's all right. Take it."

Wang Defa took a puff and began to talk to Zhou Aimin.

Talk about his experience, his efforts in the company, his reputation among his colleagues, and finally thank him for his contribution to the company.

Zhou Aimin's back became colder as he listened to it. When he heard his thanks, he sighed directly. His strong face and lines seemed to collapse. He only waited for the other party's sentence "I'm really sorry".

"So, Congratulations, Lao Zhou!"

“？？？”

However, Wang Defa's abrupt summary brought Zhou Aimin back to reality and a very magical reality.

"... after the unanimous study of the administration department and your director, it is decided to let you serve as the deputy director of the three institutes! In product docking, marketing planning and other aspects, follow the director to do a good job. Of course, the corresponding post salary and promotion subsidies are also based on the company's standards... "

Deputy director?

According to the company's system, isn't it at the same level as those directors?

There are so many project managers in the company, but they all go to these two positions!

Zhou Aimin couldn't distinguish what Wang Defa said behind him. He just felt his brain buzzing and bulging.

Is this... A great disaster? There must be a blessing in the future if you don't die?

After the dreamy end of the conversation, Zhou Aimin's voice and eyes became dry. He only shook hands with Wang Defa and thanked him.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Wang Defa pulled out his pinched and painful hand and wiped the saliva on his face. First, he was polite, then got up and patted Zhou Aimin on the back, smiling meaningfully:

"Lao Zhou, although you are qualified for this promotion, in fact, according to the management node of the company, it is a little unusual. Do you understand this?"

Zhou Aimin nodded and shook his head again. His eyes were full of doubts. He couldn't understand what Wang Defa wanted to say.

"Ha ha, in fact, it's not a big deal to make an exception. The company will promote you sooner or later, but it may be two or three years ahead of time."

nothing more?

What Zhou Aimin wants is these two or three years!

In the past two or three years, my daughter will go to college and my son will go to high school. It's the time when I need a promotion and a raise!

"For your sake, my family talks about it every day, alas..."

"Mrs. Wang?"

"Yes, no one else here. Don't pretend, Lao Zhou. Although I haven't had much contact, my wife has appreciated your son-in-law for a long time! No, as soon as I was promoted, I was asked to take care of your affairs... But I was eager to hurry. I can't see such a good boy when I moved... "

Wang Defa talked to himself there. Zhou Aimin was confused again. After listening to the so-called "inside story" revealed by Wang Defa, there was only one word left in his mind:

Son in law???