Chapter 11 Ten, day and night

Guan Yinda walked through the compound of the prefectural committee, and suddenly heard someone talking behind him: "Secretaries are the easiest to imitate." His ears felt hot all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to turn his head.I don't know who said this? Tao Fan has just been appointed secretary of the Xizhou prefectural committee recently, and Guan Yinda has become much more conspicuous when he goes out.He has been a secretary with Tao Fan for almost three years, but not many people knew him before. Six years ago, when he graduated from university and was assigned, Professor Wang, the dean of the department, told Guan Yinda that the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee had come to select candidates and had taken a fancy to him.Guan Yinda asked what he was going to do? Professor Wang said that he needed a pen.Professor Wang didn't mean to sell favors for him, but just told him what to do when he entered the officialdom.Professor Wang said that the most important thing is to get rid of the poetic temperament in you.The higher-ups have taken a fancy to you because you have published works.But people want you to write bureaucratic articles, not poetry.Although Guan Yinda is ignorant, he also knows that entering the officialdom is probably the best way for him.It's just that I don't quite understand that poetry and officialdom are so incompatible.Officials in ancient times could recite poems and compose Fu, which is very elegant.

In the past six years, Guan Yinda has seen a lot.He watched Zhang Zhaolin, secretary-general of the prefectural committee, slowly comb his parted hair into a big back, and became the deputy secretary of the prefectural committee.The deputy secretary-general Wu Mingxian's hair became thinner and thinner, and finally became bald, and he became the secretary-general of the prefectural committee.Wu Ziquan, the former secretary of the prefectural committee, originally had a straight back and a flushed face, but not long after he stepped back, he became hunched over and his hair became pale.What about Guan Yinda himself? He was unlucky for a few years, and someone called him a nerd behind his back.Ever since I became a secretary with Tao Fan, everything has gone smoothly.

The secretary is indeed the easiest to imitate! Guan Yinda was not angry when he heard someone talk about the secretary behind his back that day, but just blushed for no reason.It seems that people can see some bad things in him through his back.Although he doesn't think he is bad.He pondered over that sentence later, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.When you become a secretary, you will have more people around you.There are the heads of the departments, counties and cities below, and the bosses of enterprises.These people stick to you, coax you, and give you some small advantages, but they don't necessarily take you seriously in their hearts.If you are not careful, you get carried away and don't know what your last name is.There is another meaning, he can only think about it in his heart, and must not say it.If the leader he wants to be a secretary is an asshole, he will see nothing but gossip, and it will be even more difficult to ensure that he does not imitate the bad.It is said that there is a popular saying in the United States: the president is unreliable.Guan Yinda used this sentence, and secretly confessed to himself: Leaders are unreliable.

But these words are at most just Guan Yinda's private humor.Others don't see it that way.There's a strange virus called a personality cult that's in the air all the time.People in the officialdom are easily infected with this virus, and their eyes start to blur, and they mistake their bosses for gods.On the third day after Tao Fan became secretary of the prefectural committee, he gave a report at a meeting of cadres above the county level.The title sounds very grand, in the style of Mao Zedong, and it is called "Situation and Prospects".He didn't ask the secretarial team to draft the speech, he just said it casually.After speaking for a full hour and a half, the applause continued.Afterwards, the prefectural committee organized the recording of Tao Fan's speech and published it in the prefectural committee's "Internal Reference".Tao Fan was very good at giving reports, and the cadres directly said that he was the most qualified secretary of the prefectural party committee in Xizhou so far.

In the beginning, there were always some people who would say good things to Guan Yinda when they saw him, unlike Zhang Zhaolin's secretary, Meng Weizhou, who didn't know who he was all day long.Guan Yinda remembers a saying that people are not right and wrong, and they don't listen to right and wrong.He always said that Xiao Meng is actually a nice person.Gradually, no one spoke ill of Meng Weizhou in front of him.Guan Yinda never said that people are right and wrong, that would be unkind, and would inevitably cause trouble.Besides, whoever said Meng Weizhou in front of him would turn his head and say Guan Yinda again? As a secretary, there are thousands of pairs of eyes staring at him, and people will always stare at something wrong.Meng Weizhou had just graduated from university, so he ran with Zhang Zhaolin in front of the car, and it was inevitable that he was a bit of a wunderkind.Some people find it hard to understand that Meng Weizhou is such a young man who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.But in front of Guan Yinda, Meng Weizhou is still very measured, and he must call Brother Guan.After all, Guan Yinda is the secretary of the prefectural committee secretary, while Meng Weizhou is only the secretary of the deputy secretary.

The people in Xizhou said that since last winter, there have been some strange things.It's the end of the twelfth lunar month, and it's still not cold.Young girls are happy and can wear skirts.The old man looked at it and shook his head, saying that the young people nowadays don't understand anything, they just care about playing, and they don't know that the disaster year is coming.When Linan County built a road, Liyang Mountain was dug up innately, and it was closed again overnight.The common people were anxious, saying that the construction of the road had disturbed the dragon veins.A geological team from above was sent to see it, and they said it was a natural phenomenon and nothing special.Some people still don't believe it, insisting that the world will be in chaos.It kept thundering again.Donglei is a bad omen, and next year will not be easy.

What the common people care about, the officialdom doesn't care about.The officialdom is becoming more and more numb to climate change. When it is hot, there is air conditioning, and when it is cold, there is heating.They are even indifferent to the changes of seasons. Farmers plant in spring and harvest in autumn, and go about their own business, without officials worrying about it.They feel at ease and are willing to think about big things and do big things.Since the spring of this year, the biggest event in Xizhou's officialdom has been the change of the head of the prefectural committee.The common people are concerned about all kinds of ominous omens, but the official circles are concerned about personnel changes.All kinds of mysterious gossip flowed away like water, day and night.Many personnel plans gradually formed in the rumors.Those who like to talk about officialdom and personnel only have officialdom in their minds, but their expressions usually don't care.It's a bit like people talking about TV drama characters, who is more suitable to play Tang Seng, Monkey King can try to change people.In fact, they pay close attention to their contacts in the officialdom, hoping that the new officials will have something to do with them, whether they are classmates, fellow villagers, or comrades-in-arms.Even if the new leader only has the same surname as themselves, or they have met themselves by chance, they will be inexplicably excited.In the end, the mystery was revealed, which was both unexpected and intriguing.Tao Fan was originally the deputy secretary of the party and the masses, and the third in command of the prefectural committee.When Zhang Zhaolin woke up, he became the deputy secretary of the prefectural committee, which was even more surprising.Although the secretary-general of the prefectural committee is a member of the leadership team, there is no precedent in Xizhou for directly serving as the deputy secretary of the prefectural committee.If the secretary-general of the prefectural committee wants to hold an actual position, he usually has to start as a deputy commissioner of the administrative office, and at least until he becomes an executive deputy commissioner before becoming a prefectural committee commissioner again.Therefore, those secretary-generals who follow normal procedures always feel wronged.

People from Xizhou have a new topic when they talk about officialdom.Who are Tao Fan and Zhang Zhaolin above? People in the officialdom are well-developed, and no one believes that you have strong ability or good performance.Guess there's someone above you.Tao Fan and the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee used to be colleagues at the Provincial No. 1 Chemical Plant, and everyone knew it.But usually it is not obvious that Tao Fan received any special care.He was transferred to Xizhou two years ago and sat in the position of deputy secretary of the prefectural committee, but there was no movement.From the day he arrived in Xizhou, some people said that he was sent down to succeed him, and he was about to be a commissioner or secretary.Two years is not a long time, but there are always people who hope that the Xizhou prefectural committee will change its leadership sooner, and maybe it will turn around.These people are in a hurry, two years is too long.Tao Fan himself didn't say anything.He just minds his own business.No one else can pour water into what he should take care of; he will never interfere with what he should not take care of.There are not many words, but one sentence is one sentence.Anyone who wants to get close to him, just say a few more words, will definitely get bored.Some people say that Tao Fan has a golden mouth and jade teeth.This remark has mixed reputations and criticisms: it means that he keeps his word and says what he says; it also means that he is too airy to be approached.Later, when Tao Fan became the secretary of the prefectural committee, people's sayings changed again: as a human being, if he has ability, he will have temper.

Guan Yinda didn't think Tao Fan was arrogant, he just didn't like to talk too much.It can also be said that Tao Fan is simply a man.Tao Fan seldom chatted with his subordinates, and only talked about work when they met.After talking about work, you still want to say a few more warm words, but he looks at you indifferently.You are embarrassed.I had no choice but to say goodbye with a smile.At first, Guan Yinda didn't quite adapt to Tao Fan's character, but he gradually got used to it.If Tao Fan had any orders, he would call Xiaoguan, or he would not call him a word all day long.Guan Yinda had to follow him all the time, fearing that he might not find anyone.Sometimes I don't know whether to follow or not, so I have to ask tentatively, which is very embarrassing.

Later Tao Fan talked to Guan Yinda a lot.The reason is very accidental.One Sunday, Tao Fan was reading documents in the office.Guan Yinda is fine, so he has to stay in the office.Being idle and bored, I took some waste newspapers to practice calligraphy.Guan Yinda has no other hobbies, but likes to write a few strokes.Once Wu Mingxian went to the bachelor building to find someone, and knocked on the door of Guan Yinda's room at random.Seeing that Guan Yinda was writing wildly, he said: "Xiaoguan, practice calligraphy!" Guan Yinda hurriedly said: "What calligraphy, practice calligraphy, practice calligraphy." Wu Mingxian tilted his head and looked at it for a long time Said: "Flying and flying." Guan Yinda knew that Wu Mingxian didn't recognize wild grass, but he just laughed.He was afraid that if he talked too much with Wu Mingxian, he would get into trouble.Sure enough, Wu Mingxian talked to him later and asked him to think more about serious things and stop thinking about being a calligrapher.But Guan Yinda still had itchy hands, and wanted to practice a few strokes when he had time.It's just that I dare not let the leader see him practice calligraphy anymore.Suddenly I heard Tao Fan call: "Xiaoguan, let's go." It turned out that it was lunch time.Tao Fan never entered Guan Yinda's office, but he opened the door and walked in that day.Guan Yinda panicked and quickly put down the brush.Tao Fan walked over.Read Guan Yinda's words carefully.Guan Yinda blushed and her heart beat, bewildered.But Tao Fan's face gradually became brighter, and finally he smiled: "Xiaoguan, your handwriting is very good!"

Everyone in Xizhou official circles knows that Tao Fan is a master of both calligraphy and painting.But he never wanted to write to others, nor would he inscribe signs.There are always people who are unwilling to give up and ask him to write an inscription for the company or the hotel.He used to be the deputy secretary, so he always said, you should go to Secretary Wu.Wu Ziquan's handwriting is really not flattering, but he still wrote the inscription.Now that Wu Ziquan has retired, the signboard he inscribed should also be taken down.Slowly, all the Wuzi in Xizhou were replaced by Shu Tongti.Because Tao Fan still refused to inscription. Since then, on the way to the grassroots, Tao Fan would talk to Guan Yinda about calligraphy when he was happy.Tao Fan no longer had the taste of a prefectural committee secretary, so Guan Yinda was naturally even more humble.Sometimes when the car was halfway through, Tao Fan would stop the car and ask Guan Yinda to sit in the back so that they could talk.It's not like a leader and a secretary, but like two fellow calligraphers discussing each other.Tao Fan can tell the history, style, representative figures and anecdotes of various calligraphy schools casually.Guan Yinda had to admire it.Tao Fan would laugh heartily when he mentioned some interesting stories about famous calligraphers.Hearing Tao Fan's laughter, Guan Yinda was even a little moved.He thought how kind Secretary Tao, who is usually so majestic, is actually so kind! Guan Yinda usually only cares about practicing calligraphy, and has never done anything to trace the source.Since then, he has been looking for calligraphy theory books all over the world.Guan Yinda was trying to make up for calligraphy theory, not because he wanted to show off in front of Tao Fan, but because he was really interested.He knew that if he wanted to talk about calligraphy in front of Tao Fan, he would not be qualified in another ten years.But you have to know as much as possible, so as not to make a fool of yourself. The driver, Liu Ping, was indescribably arrogant just because he had served several prefectural committee secretaries.The chief driver seems to have this temper.At first Liu Ping didn't care too much about Guan Yinda.I don't know who started the rule. The secretary of the prefectural party committee must be picked up by the driver and the secretary when he goes to and from get off work.In fact, the home of the leader of the prefectural committee is not far from the office. It only takes a few minutes to take a shortcut from the mountain and walk through the cobblestone path.Every morning at 7:50, Liu Ping honked the horn vigorously downstairs from Guan Yinda.Guan Yinda came downstairs a little late, and Liu Ping was sullen.Guan Yinda didn't care too much, thinking about the driver, that's all. One morning, after breakfast, Guan Yinda sat in his room and waited for Liu Ping's horn.Seeing that the time was almost up, the horn was not heard.Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and someone shouted, "Chief Guan, are you ready?" Guan Yinda opened the door, and was surprised to see it was Liu Ping. "Is Chief Guan okay?" Liu Ping asked again.He has always been called Guan Yinda Xiaoguan. Guan Yinda said, "Okay, let's go." After getting into the car, Liu Ping said, "Chief Guan, Secretary Tao thinks highly of you." Guan Yinda knew that it was hard to be modest, so he couldn't say that Secretary Tao didn't value him.He said, "Secretary Tao cares about people very much, and treats you well." Liu Ping was simple-minded, and said bluntly: "I have talked to so many secretaries of the prefectural committees, but I am afraid of Secretary Tao. I have followed him for more than two years, and he has never said a few words to me." Guan Yinda laughed and said, "Whether a leader cares about people doesn't depend on how much he talks." Liu Ping hurriedly said, "What Section Chief Guan said is true." Guan Yinda said: "Liu Ping, don't call me section chief, call me Yinda." Liu Ping insisted on calling Section Chief Guan, so he let him go. Gradually, more and more people saw the importance Tao Fan attached to Guan Yinda.They can't figure it out.Tao Fan was so strict that he was almost cruel, but he was very easygoing with Guan Yinda.Sometimes, Tao Fan was chatting and laughing with Guan Yinda, when the boss came to report work, Tao Fan's face immediately turned cold.People concluded that Guan Yinda had a bright future. Naturally, more people surrounded Guan Yinda.Guan Yinda knew that he became close to Tao Fan because of calligraphy.As if he had mastered some kind of official secrets, Guan Yinda was secretly proud.Once Wu Mingxian, secretary-general of the prefectural committee, asked Guan Yinda for advice: "Brother, Secretary Tao is not always kind to us, but he is so kind to you. I can't figure it out." This is a dangerous topic.Guan Yinda hurriedly joked: "Secretary-General Wu told a joke. Secretary Tao just treats me like a child. It's okay to laugh or scold me a few words. It's different for your leaders. It's talking about serious business, so naturally Seriously." No matter what Wu Mingxian said, Guan Yinda was just perfunctory.He felt that Wu Mingxian was not young anymore, and he was the leader of the prefectural committee anyway, or was he so immature? Wu Mingxian said these words, which should be swallowed in his stomach, but he said them all.He even asked Tao Fan's secretary to talk about it.Guan Yinda thought that fortunately he was not a traitor, otherwise Wu Mingxian would have died.Wu Mingxian tried his best to get close, and gave him a book, written by a Japanese, called "Manipulating the Boss".Guan Yinda just looked at the title of the book and felt uncomfortable.I thought that Wu Mingxian might have a wrong mind.After going back and flipping through a few pages, I lost interest.The book is nothing more than the interpersonal art in the company. The translator made a sensational title and made a scary title.Wu Mingxian was afraid that he had obtained this official treasure book because of the title of the book.The book was only pressed under Guan Yinda's pillow for a few days before he threw it away. Don't say that Guan Yinda doesn't have the desire to manipulate now, even if he has that desire, who can manipulate Tao Fan? Tao Fan is born to manipulate others.His tiger spirit is natural.Even though he was only the deputy secretary back then, when he sat in the meeting room of the prefectural committee, his demeanor was different.Since he sat on that sofa for the first meeting, no one dared to sit on it again.One exception, Guo Da, the deputy secretary in charge of politics and law, sat on his sofa.He stood holding the teacup for a few seconds, and Guo Da gave way immediately.Guo Da made a joke, trying to relieve himself of the embarrassment: "I'm sitting on the throne of Secretary Tao." Tao Fan pretended not to hear, and buried himself in organizing the folders in hand. People in officialdom speak in a subtle way. For example, when someone has a personality, they usually mean that he has a bad temper.Everyone in Xizhou knew that Zhang Zhaolin was a man of character.He used to be just a secretary-general, and many departments and county and city leaders were afraid of him three points.The cadres below complained that he was more arrogant than the secretary of the prefectural party committee.Complaints are made behind the scenes, but they have to be subdued in person.No one can figure out why everyone is afraid of Zhang Zhaolin since he doesn't know how to eat people.The other leaders of the prefectural committee are very polite to Zhang Zhaolin, and they don't just treat him as the chief executive.Zhang Zhaolin did not have a eunuch in front of the secretaries, as if he was the leader of the prefectural committee.The Secretary-General has done such a majestic job, which has never been seen in the history of Western State.A secret was later revealed to some people. It turned out that Zhang Zhaolin and Wu Ziquan were brothers who had known each other for many years.This secret spread through the gossip did not seem to compromise Zhang Zhaolin's image, but instead made him more important.Zhang Zhaolin looks very peaceful, as long as he is not really angry, he is always smiling.Some people call him Smiling Tiger behind his back.As the saying goes, one is afraid of a tiger with a smiling face, and eats people without spit out bones.But everything is mutual generation and mutual restraint, Zhang Zhaolin is very respectful in front of Tao Fan.Tao Fan didn't treat Zhang Zhaolin with any special courtesy, and his face was still dark.Seeing Tao Fan's instructions for the first time, Zhang Zhaolin said with a smile, "Secretary Tao's handwriting is really beautiful." Tao Fan didn't respond, but said, "Go and do it." Tao Fan just came to Xizhou and lived in a guest house for a few months.There is no house to live in, and it happens that the construction of buildings and museums is prohibited from above.Zhang Zhaolin was very embarrassed, so he asked Tao Fan for instructions.Tao Fan said: "I live in a hostel that is very good. Every day someone changes the quilt, and there are ready-made meals." Zhang Zhaolin couldn't figure out what Tao Fan meant, and said, "If we don't build new houses, the cadres will really live in offices. Build them? The prefectural committee can't take the lead." Tao Fan said, "Is there no way to think?" Zhang Zhaolin said: "I reported this to Secretary Wu. Secretary Wu means, let me ask you for instructions." Tao Fan said, "Please tell me what to do? I don't have a house to live in, so I want to build a building?" Zhang Zhaolin hurriedly said: "Secretary Wu means to listen to the opinions of all the secretaries and find a way. The government has not built dormitories for many years, and the housing is extremely tight. But when the prefectural committees start construction, all departments have to follow suit. Everyone builds a dormitory. , the impact will be bad, and it may become a typical example for the whole province." Tao Fan said: "Don't build buildings, let's build bungalows." Zhang Zhaolin smiled and said a joke: "People in the city say that people in the country have nothing to eat, so let's eat noodles." Tao Fan didn't laugh, but said, "I'm not joking with you. The mountain behind the guest house, what are you doing there? How much is the citrus tree on the mountain worth? Build some bungalows on it, and the leaders of the prefectural committee will live there. " Zhang Zhaolin replied: "I'm afraid it is a way. The citrus varieties on the mountain are also aging and need to be improved." "Don't improve it. Cut it all down and plant another one." Tao Fan said. Zhang Zhaolin asked: "Still growing citrus?" Tao Fan said, "Don't expect much from the fruit trees in the yard. Just plant peach trees." "Peach tree?" Zhang Zhaolin was a little surprised. Tao Fan said: "It is best to watch the peaches, not to watch them produce peaches." Zhang Zhaolin was still wondering, Tao Fan said again: "The leaders of the prefectural committee don't have a house to live in, so it's not too much to build a bungalow on the mountain." In just two or three months, about twenty bungalows were built.All the citrus trees all over the mountain were cut down, and peach trees were planted instead.The hilltops are much clearer, adding some picturesque atmosphere.The bungalows are scattered and spread out due to the mountain situation. Although the layout is the same, it does not appear monotonous. In the year Tao Fan took office as the secretary of the prefectural committee, nothing major happened in Xizhou.These days, it always looks like something will happen, but it is still peaceful after all.Because of those strange omens, the people of Xizhou are worrying in vain. There are too many high-ranking veteran cadres in the prefectural committee compound.Xizhou was a den of bandits back then, and the campaign against bandits was fought quite fiercely.Later, most of the heroes who suppressed the bandits stayed.And because Xizhou is too poor, it is difficult to get performance, and few cadres go up.Cadres from other places are rarely willing to come in.Many cadres going south enjoy prefectural-level and sub-provincial-level treatment, but they can only end up in Xizhou.No matter who the local party secretary is, they must first stabilize the veteran cadres.It seems to be a Western State tradition.The work of veteran cadres in the Xizhou area is rated as advanced in the province every year. The Bureau of Veteran Cadres from other places looks envious, but they don't know how much helplessness there is.The veteran cadres have no position or authority, but their old leaders and comrades-in-arms are now big figures above.They can do nothing but make you miserable.Most of these old people are around seventy years old, and it is time to lose their temper. Every morning, when Guan Yinda got up for a run, he would meet an old man with long braids dancing his sword.What year is it, and there are still people with long braids? Guan Yinda is inevitably a little curious, and secretly noticed the old man.The old man's braids were off-white and not very neatly combed, like straw ropes twisted indiscriminately.When he danced the sword, he was calm and calm, like a fairy.There are many old people doing morning exercises, and they will nod when they meet.Or chat while exercising.Only this old man with long braids always half-closed his eyes and ignored anyone.No one bothered him either.The old man with long braids had a radius of thirty meters around, and no one approached him. Guan Yinda later found out that the old man with long braids was Chen Yongdong, the first prefectural party secretary of Xizhou.This is a legendary and eccentric old man.He was a company commander when Xizhou suppressed bandits.There are many stories about Chen Yongdong among the people, such as capturing the bandit leader alive and living the king of Hades alive, or outsmarting the bandit's nest in the Golden Rooster Realm.Many other people's deeds, or stories in movies, have also been perfunctorily attributed to him by ordinary people.When the bandits were suppressed, Chen Yongdong's name frightened people to death in Xizhou.The child was crying, and as long as he shouted that Chen Yongdong was coming, he would immediately get into his mother's arms without daring to breathe.The situation in Xizhou is too complicated, only Chen Yongdong can handle it.He was left behind.Although he was only a company commander, he became the secretary of the prefectural committee.At that time, his wife and children were still in the countryside of his hometown in Shandong.He lived alone in the single dormitory and ate the cafeteria with a bowl for many years.After repeated work by the leaders of the provincial party committee, he agreed to move his wife and children to Xizhou.But he resolutely refused to let his family settle down in the city, and forced them to become farmers in the suburbs of Xizhou.The family members were all angry and ignored him.A few years ago, his wife died, and his children and grandchildren never came to visit him again.The family has been depressed for decades, unable to enter the city, and does not want to be a serious farmer, so they are always poor, and they blame him more and more for not treating him as a relative.But the older he gets, the weirder he gets, and his family thinks he's crazy.People can't remember when Chen Yongdong started to wear braids.I vaguely remember that one year, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I almost forgot about him.He suddenly showed up in the agency, so he wore long braids. The old man lived in a prefectural committee leader's house in the 1960s, with three bedrooms and one living room, more than 70 square meters.This building is now occupied by department-level cadres.The leaders of the prefectural committee moved into a new house with four bedrooms and two halls, but the old man just refused to move.He lives on the first floor, the curtains are always drawn, and the door is always closed.Even at night, there is no light inside.I have never heard of anyone entering that house. The old man always walked alone in the yard, or carrying a sword, or carrying a vegetable basket.I have never seen him buy chicken, duck and fish, and there are always only vegetables in the vegetable basket.On the morning of the twelfth of every month, he would arrive at the financial office of the government office on time to receive his salary.No matter how busy the people in the financial office are, when they see the old man gone, they will put down what they are doing and quickly pay the old man's salary.The old man took the money, counted it carefully, then took out a few of the latest bills and put them in his hand, then carefully wrapped the rest of the money in a handkerchief and stuffed them into his pocket.No matter how lively the accounting room was, the old man counted the money in his wallet as if no one else was there, and then went out with half-closed eyes.As soon as the old man went out, the people in the financial office stuck out their tongues and laughed with their mouths sealed. With a few dollars in his hand, the old man went straight to the prefectural committee and asked the branch secretary to pay the party dues.The branch secretary would always say: "Mr. Chen, you are the first one to pay party dues every month! Your party spirit is really strong!" Only at this time, a faint smile appeared on Chen Yongdong's face.But without saying anything, he half closed his eyes again, turned around and left. When the leaders of the prefectural committee saw that Chen Yongdong had entered the office building, they would pretend not to know, stay in the office and never go out.They can't even speak aloud, just look at the documents.They would inadvertently glance out the window, watching Chen Yongdong dragging his long braids out of the office building and disappearing down the stairs.None of them wanted to meet Chen Yongdong head-on. Tao Fan already knew about Chen Yongdong.Strange to say, Tao Fan has never met him for several years.In Tao Fan's mind, Chen Yongdong was just like a legend, incredibly mysterious.When Liu Jiahou, director of the Bureau of Veteran Cadres, was reporting on his work, Tao Fan specifically asked Chen Yongdong about it.Liu Jiahou said: "Comrade Chen Yongdong doesn't speak easily, and when he speaks, the world is shaken." Tao Fan didn't understand, and asked, "Why?" Liu Jiahou said: "Old Chen is very prestigious among the old cadres. Believe him. Several secretaries of the prefectural party committee, just because they annoyed Chen Yongdong, can’t stay in Xizhou any longer.” Tao Fan could guess what was going on, but he had to say something superficial: “Veteran cadres are the wealth of the party. We must pay attention to and care about them. If they have opinions, it must be because of our own work problems. The key is to contact and communicate more, and win the support and understanding of veteran comrades.” Tao Fan didn't imagine how terrible Chen Yongdong was.I have no grievances with him, and he won't make trouble for no reason.I'm afraid that someone will find trouble and instigate him.Veteran cadres usually have an unknown fire buried in their stomachs, and whoever fiddles with it will ignite it.After Tao Fan became the secretary of the prefectural party committee, he would inevitably have to pass the test of veteran cadres.He asked for a list of veteran cadres and pondered them one by one.Looking at their qualifications is really awe-inspiring.Many old comrades came here under the hail of bullets.Tao Fan suddenly felt a little emotional, thinking that these old people had their lives recovered from gunpoint, so they should be kept alive.They want to lose their temper, let them lose their temper. Tao Fan didn't want to follow the usual practice, but just gave a speech at the veteran cadre work meeting, expressing how he cared about the veteran comrades.He made a schedule and wanted to communicate with the old comrades one by one.He wanted to visit old man Chen Yongdong first.It is said that Chen Yongdong is a stubborn old man, and if you want to chat with him, you will hit a wall nine times out of ten. There is no other way, but I have to bite the bullet and touch it. But before Tao Fan had time to visit, he ran into Mr. Chen.The prefectural committee office building is built on the hillside, and there is a small ping outside the building, and the car can drive directly to the ping.Facing the gate of the office building is a wide stone-level road.That afternoon, Tao Fan took Guan Yinda to the office building.As soon as he climbed up a few steps, he saw Chen Yongdong leave the office building and walk down with his head down.Tao Fan stopped quickly, and greeted: "Old Secretary Chen, hello!" Chen Yongdong was already standing above, and his aura was even more condescending.He half-opened his eyes and glanced at Tao Fan: "Who are you?" Tao Fan smiled and went up to shake hands: "I'm Tao Fan." It took Chen Yongdong a long time to reach out his hand, gently put it on, then slid over, and said lightly: "Oh, new secretary?" Tao Fan said, "I just took over this stall, and I need your support." "You're telling lies, what can I support? I'm afraid that our old bones will do something bad!" Chen Yongdong said. Tao Fan smiled, avoided the sharp edge, and said, "Secretary Chen, I'll come to your place someday, okay?" Chen Yongdong said: "I don't welcome others to sit in the house. I heard that you also have this problem?" "I only talk about work in the office." Tao Fan said. "It's still different." After Chen Yongdong finished speaking, he bowed his head and left. Tao Fan didn't understand what Chen Yongdong meant.Afraid of Tao Fan's embarrassment, Guan Yinda said, "Old Chen is really weird." Tao Fan said seriously: "Xiao Guan, don't talk nonsense." Tao Fan entered the office, turned around and shouted, "Xiao Guan, come in and have a seat." Tao Fan had never asked Guan Yinda to sit in the office before, what's the big deal today? Guan Yinda looked at Tao Fan, his chest couldn't help beating.Tao Fan didn't speak for a long time, his eyes were looking out of the window.Outside the window was the stone staircase where he met Mr. Chen just now.The stone ladder divides the rest platform into two sections, each section has nine steps, a total of eighteen steps.Tao Fan counted them inadvertently.Just now, Mr. Chen happened to be standing on the first level below the rest platform, so Tao Fan had no choice but to stand still below.If he took another step up, Mr. Chen would probably pass his shoulder and go down.Standing below, he looked humble and blocked Old Chen.But old Chen didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, it was really uncomfortable. "Xiaoguan, guess why Mr. Chen has braids?" Tao Fan asked suddenly. At this time, Wu Mingxian knocked on the door and came in.Tao Fan said, "Old Wu, just wait." Wu Mingxian smiled and withdrew. Guan Yinda understood the importance of this question, thought about it carefully, and said, "I can only guess wildly. I think Mr. Chen is either not used to the new situation, and growing his hair is his way of protest. Like Some young people in the West deliberately wear exotic clothes if they want to resist the mainstream society. Or they are young people who follow Chen Lao and want to change their way of life. The so-called old man is talking about being a teenager. Either this is hard to say...or someone said that he has a mental illness .” "Which situation do you think is most likely?" Tao Fan asked again. Guan Yinda said: "I think nine times out of ten it is the first situation. Most old comrades have complaints. He used to be the secretary of the prefectural party committee, and he was the first prefectural party secretary in the Xizhou area. With the same qualifications, who is not successful? A cadre above the provincial level? He has been retired for many years and only got a sub-provincial salary, and it is just a false name. In addition, he may not understand some things in the current society, which makes him more and more weird. Maybe he has a lot of brains There are also some problems, otherwise, what are you doing with such long braids?" After hearing this, Tao Fan didn't show any attitude, he just said: "You go. Call Wu Mingxian." Guan Yinda went to Wu Mingxian and said, "Secretary Wu, Secretary Tao invites you." Wu Mingxian smiled and said: "Xiaoguan!" Wu Mingxian called the word "Xiaoguan" with a lot of meaning, even like giving a glance at a man and a woman.Guan Yinda smiled and returned to his office.He looked down on Wu Mingxian more and more.This person was always picking on him at the beginning, but now that Tao Fan is very satisfied with him, he is very warm to him.Guan Yinda thought to himself, you Wu Mingxian, a dignified member of the prefectural committee, you don't have to be careful in front of me! Every day after get off work, Guan Yinda had to ask Tao Fan if there was anything to do tonight.If Tao Fan worked at night, Guan Yinda couldn't rest.Tao Fan said today that he will be fine tonight. Sending Tao Fan back, Liu Ping said: "Chief Guan, I will send you off." Guan Yinda hurriedly said: "Don't send it off, I'll walk, a few steps." Guan Yinda got off the car on the way.He can't let people gossip, a secretary needs a car to pick him up.Going to work with the car is to pick up Tao Fan, and the car cannot be sent downstairs after get off work.But every time Liu Ping couldn't help saying send him off. It's not that Tao Fan is fine at night, but he just doesn't want Guan Yinda to follow him.He wanted to meet Chen Lao alone.He didn't take the secretary with him, one didn't put on airs in front of the old secretary, and the other didn't have anyone present when he was embarrassed.After dinner, he told his wife Lin Jingyi to go for a walk and went out. Tao Fan walked down the mountain slowly along the winding path.After more than two years, the peach trees on the mountain have grown well.It is late spring, and the mountains are full of red.In the twilight, the falling flowers are more miserable and beautiful.For some unknown reason, Tao Fan just likes peach trees.He goes to and from get off work every day, and he has to pass by Taolin several times.The shadows of the trees are whirling, and the houses are faint.He couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling a fresh air flowing all over his body. After descending the mountain, Tao Fan went straight to the building where Mr. Chen lived.After thinking about it, I guess the apartment on the first floor of Dongtou is Mr. Chen's home.But there was no light in the house.Tao Fan tried to knock on the door, but no one answered.After several knocks, the door finally opened. Sure enough, it was Mr. Chen who asked, "Who are you looking for?" "Secretary Chen, I'm Tao Fan. I'm here to see you." Tao Fan said. Chen Lao didn't speak, turned around and walked inside.Seeing that he didn't close the door, Tao Fan followed him in.The lighting was dim and the curtains were covering it, so it was no wonder that there was no light outside.There was a musty smell in the room, very pungent.There is almost no furniture in the living room, just a table and two long wooden chairs.The table is an old-fashioned desk, with the words "Designed by the Xizhou Prefectural Committee" faintly visible on it, I am afraid it is quite old; the wooden chair is also the kind commonly used in conference rooms in the past, but it is painted with "Designed by the Xizhou Commissioner's Office" , it was actually an object from the 1950s.There are no household appliances, the only valuable thing is a small radio on the table. "Old Chen, you are still in good health." Tao Fan sat down by himself, careful not to let himself pick his legs. "Are you here alone?" Mr. Chen answered the wrong question. Tao Fan said: "I came to see you alone, and I want to hear your opinion. It would be inconvenient to have others around." "I don't speak reactionary words, what's the inconvenience?" Old Chen said. "That's true. I'm not working, so I'm going out for a walk..." Before Tao Fan could finish speaking, Mr. Chen took over the conversation: "In your hands, public and private are clear. No wonder you have to go to the office to talk about work. After eight hours, it's your own time." Tao Fan said: "Mr. Chen, let me tell you, the atmosphere is not as good as before. People who come to your house are always asking for something, and they always have to send this or that. It seems that you can't enter the door empty-handed. So Ah, I made a dead rule never to receive guests at home." Old Chen opened his eyes, then half closed them again, and asked, "Is this really the case?" Tao Fan laughed and said, "I have offended many people because of this. Some people say that entering my door is more difficult than entering the palace. Let them say so." Mr. Chen said: "So, we both have the same problem. I thought it was different. At that time, it was nothing to give gifts to my door. But when I got home, they would make friends, old leaders, old comrades-in-arms. I It’s annoying to hear these words. I will not let them enter my house even if I die. It’s been almost thirty years, and few outsiders have entered my house. Some people say that my house is the Palace of the King of Hell, and I will let them say it.” Tao Fan picked up Erlang's leg unintentionally, and let it down again.他想原来陈老并不像别人说的那么不近人情。 “陈老，您生活上有什么困难吗?有事就要找我啊。您不要找其他人，直接找我就是了。”陶凡说。 “我没困难。是群众有困难，很多群众还很困难，你是书记，要多替群众办实事啊。”陈老的眼睛总是半睁半闭着。 陶凡说：“陈老告诫得是啊。现在有些同志，群众观念淡泊了，这有违党的宗旨。” 陈老低着头，像是自言自语：“我们都是共产党人，我们是为了人民服务的。我们来自五湖四海，为了同一个革命目标，走到一起来了。这个这个……方针政策决定之后，干部是决定因素。我们要听取群众意见，哪怕是反对过我们的意见。李鼎铭先生，一个民主人士，他的意见提得好，我们就接受了，这个精兵简政……” 陶凡不打断老人的话，不停地点头。陈老说的都是毛主席语录，却像有些人唱歌，从这首歌跑到那首歌里。见陈老停顿了一下，陶凡就说：“我会按照您的意思去办的。陈老，我想看看你的房子，可以吗?” “没什么可看的。”陈老说着就站了起来，领着陶凡往里走，又说，“我只用客厅，一间房，还有厨房和厕所。那两间用不着，锁了好多年了。” 进房一看，里面就只有一张床，连凳子都没有一张。那床也是公家的，上面刷了字。床上的被子叠得整整齐齐，就像营房里的军人床。 陶凡胸口不由得发麻：“陈老，您生活太清苦了。” 陈老像是没听见，什么也不说，就出来了。陶凡跟了出来，说：“陈老，您身体没什么事吗?我让老干局定期组织老同志检查身体，您老参加了吗?” 陈老说：“我身体没问题。” “您安排个时间，我陪您去医院看看。” 陈老望望陶凡，又是那句话：“我身体没问题。” 陈老虽不像人们说的那样不近人情，却总是冷冷的。两人说了很多话，其实是你说你的，我说我的。陶凡总是顺着陈老说，或是听他多说些。想同陈老完全沟通，肯定不可能。如果把陈老想像成很有见识的老领导，语重心长地提出些好意见，或是把他想像成隐世高人，一语道出治世良策，那就是电影俗套和通俗小说了。陈老真诚、善良、质朴，可他说的却是另一个世界的话。这就是所谓代沟吧。代沟不是隔阂，而是进步。当然进步是有代价的。很多陈老看不惯的事情出现了，那就是代价。陶凡只能对陈老表示深深的敬意，仅此而己。 从陈老家出来，陶凡在桃岭上徘徊。人们约定俗成，早把这片山叫作桃岭了。陶凡被某种沉重的情绪纠缠着，胸口堵得慌。历史真会作弄人，同陈老他们开了个天大的玩笑。谁又能保证自己如今做的工作，几十年之后会不会又是个玩笑呢?他丝毫不怀疑陈老某种情怀的真实，但老人只能属于另一个时代了。夜风起了，桃花缤纷而下。又一个春季在老去。陶凡感觉手中的事千头万绪，时光又如此匆匆。着急是没用的，事情再多，也得一件件去做。 此后个把月，陶凡白天再怎么辛苦，晚上也得抽时间去走访老干部。他再也不是一个人去了，总是带着关隐达。说是专门把关隐达带来，今后老领导有事，可以找他陶凡，也可以让关隐达带个话。其他老同志就不像陈老了，他们哪怕再怎么拿架子，心里多少还是感激的。陶凡还没走上几户，消息早传出去了。后来陶凡再上别家去，他们就早做了准备，递上报告来。或是替子女调工作，或是要求换个大些的房子，或是状告某个在位的干部。陶凡差不多都是当场表态，所有要求都答应解决。只有告状的，他就谨慎些。他话说得严厉，批示却决不武断，只是要求有关部门认真调查落实。 老人家高兴起来，就跟小孩子差不多了。他们逢人就说陶书记是个好书记，西州有希望了。有几位老干部甚至联名写了感谢信，贴在了地委办公楼前。望着那张大红纸，陶凡心里说不出的难堪。他不想如此张扬，会出麻烦的。 果然过不了几天，就有人说，陶凡笼络人心的手腕真厉害，只怕非良善之辈。原来老干部中间也是有派系的。多年政治斗争，整来整去，弄得他们之间的积怨太深了。他们的拥护或反对，看上去很有原则，其实没有什么原则。只是那句经典教导在作怪：凡是敌人反对的，我们就拥护；凡是敌人拥护的，我们就反对。不过这些话一时还传不到陶凡耳朵里去。 陶凡提议，改造地委招待所，建成三星级宾馆。自然不能像老百姓修房子，修就修吧。政府修宾馆，总得讲出个重大意义。陶凡在地委领导会上说，西州要加快发展，必须吸引各方投资，巧借外力。外商来考察，连个睡觉的地方都找不着，这哪行?所以改造地委招待所势在必行。 消息一传出，说什么话的都有。意见最大的是老干部。他们认为招待所都嫌豪华了，还要弄成宾馆?招待所不就是开会用用吗?非得睡在高级宾馆里才能想出方针政策?毛主席的《论持久战》是在窑洞里写的哩! 正是此时，有的老干部吵着要修老干部活动中心。刘家厚拿了报告来找陶凡：“全省就只有我们地区没有老干部活动中心了。我们尽管年年被评为先进单位，但省里年年都督促我们建老干部活动中心。” 地委研究过多次，都说老干部活动中心暂时不修。财政太紧张了。怎么突然又提出来了呢?肯定是老干部们冲着修宾馆来的。陶凡想这刘家厚也真不识时务，怎么就看不出老干部是怎么想的。他也不批评刘家厚，只说：“你把报告放在这里吧。” 本来没刘家厚的事了，他却还想找些话说：“陶书记，陈永栋同志这回参加了我们组织的体检。这可是头一次啊。” “老人家身体怎么样?”陶凡问。 刘家厚说：“具体情况我还不了解。” 陶凡听着就来火了，黑了脸说：“家厚同志，你真不像话!你是老干局长，管什么的?一管他们精神愉快，二管他们身体健康!其他的都是大话套话!” 刘家厚没想到陶凡会为这事发火，脸红得像猴子屁股。他后悔自己多嘴，刚才走了就没事了。陶凡放缓了语气，说：“陈老你们并不了解，都把他当神经病。老人家眼睛亮得很哩!我们要多同他联系，多请示汇报。你马上去把陈老体检的情况弄清楚，告诉我。” 刘家厚嘿嘿一笑，出去了。陶凡想这老干部活动中心的事，真是个麻烦。有条件的话，可以考虑，无非就是建栋房子。但是西州太穷了，捉襟见肘啊。再说陶凡对建老干部活动中心是有看法的，觉得这种思路有些怪。他在北京街头看到那些中国妇女什么中心，中国青少年什么中心，中国工人什么中心，心里就犯疑：在北京修栋房子，挂上“中国”的牌子，全中国的妇女、青少年和工人阶级就享福了?荒唐! 不一会儿，刘家厚回来了，说：“陈老身体没大问题，只是有点低血糖。” 陶凡正批阅文件，头也没抬，只道：“知道了。” 陶凡没必要说再多的话。他知道刘家厚肯定会去外面宣扬，陶凡如何关心陈老身体。此话一传，意义就不单是陶凡关心陈老一个人，而是关心全体老干部了。刘家厚自然乐意做这种渲染，说明陶凡对老干工作多么重视。刘家厚哪怕自作多情，也愿意相信陶凡对自己是赏识的。 陶凡正忙着手头的事，见刘家厚还没走，就说：“老干部活动中心的事，还是暂缓。你要做做老同志工作。可考虑改善老同志娱乐、休闲和锻炼的条件。一个门球场少了，再修一个。还可以腾两间办公室作棋牌室，让老同志玩玩扑克，下下象棋。你们还可以多组织些活动，比方搞书画比赛。我想老同志会理解我们工作难处的。” “我们按照陶书记指示办。老同志一向是支持地委工作的。”刘家厚只能这么说，好让陶凡有面子，也让自己有面子。可他心里实在没底。他这老干局，实际上成了老干部信访局。老干部找上老干局，多半只为一件事，就是提意见。 不久，省里竟转回一封老干部的上访信。那信的意思是说，老干部们觉悟高，体谅财政难处，主动放弃修老干部活动中心的要求，为的是节约资金帮助改造中小学危房；但西州地委领导讲排场、比阔气，要修豪华宾馆。可见西州地委班子是个铺张浪费的班子，贪大求洋的班子，办事不切实际的班子。因此强烈要求省委严肃处理地委的错误做法。 省委管老干部的周副书记批示道：转西州地委。 陶凡见周副书记的批示很原则，事实上没任何意见，心里就踏实了。再琢磨这封上访信，无非是个别老同志想不通。就由他去吧。陶凡便只在信访件上签了个“阅”字。 关隐达将这信送还秘书科存档，吴明贤却跑来问道：“陶书记，省里转回的那封老干部的上访信，要不要转老干局一阅?” “我签了那么大个阅字，你没看见?”陶凡说。 吴明贤还没明白陶凡的意思，又问：“我的意思，这封信怎么处理?” 陶凡笑了起来，望着吴明贤：“老吴啊，我阅了不算数?”吴明贤脸顿时红了，忙说：“不是这意思。” 陶凡又笑道：“不是这意思，你说是什么意思?反正是你没领会我的意思。改造招待所，个别老同志有看法，这很正常。我们要求所有人包括所有老同志都理解和支持地委的工作，这是不现实的。我们不是不重视老同志的意见，但少数服从多数，这也是党的原则啊。这事就不要再提了，免得没事也弄得沸沸扬扬。” 吴明贤说：“我是见这封信里有些措辞太激烈了，有必要在老同志中间澄清一下……” 陶凡摇头道：“老吴啊，你真是个书呆子。你以为有些意见真的就可以统一的吗?你以为有些看法和谣言真的就可以澄清的吗?你以为什么情况下都可以万众一心的吗?我知道你也许是一片好心，见这封信说到地委时有些过激言论，就想做些化解工作。我说不必要，老吴。地委连这点儿雅量都没有，怎么做工作?” 吴明贤像是恍然大悟，点头不止：“对对对，陶书记你看，我一时糊涂了。” 陶凡心想，你哪是一时糊涂?从没见你精明过。吴明贤当秘书长，是陶凡提议的。外人以为陶凡如何赏识吴明贤，其实不然。他内心对吴明贤的评价是六个字：有文才，少干才。好在配了几位能干的副秘书长，也就误不了事。参谋班子的力量格局，陶凡有意这么维持的。张兆林任秘书长时，太强硬了。总让参谋班子强硬下去，不太合适。必须结束张兆林时代。陶凡对吴明贤总是正式场合抬举，私下场合批评。吴明贤便看上去很是体面，实际上硬不起来。副秘书长们心里不服吴明贤，但碍着陶凡面子，又不得不在场面上敷衍。吴明贤也并不因为私下里挨了几句骂，就对陶凡离心离德。毕竟是陶凡提拔了他。吴明贤教子教孙都会说，陶凡是他的大恩人。 陶凡推出吴明贤当秘书长，还有更深远的考虑。头上有个一官半职的，都会担心一朝天子一朝臣。陶凡上任后，只从县委书记里面提了个副专员，整个县市和部门班子没动一个人。人们见前任地委书记的人马原封不动，就都说陶书记正派。其实陶凡用不着急于动人。他坐上地委书记位置，只需找下面头头脑脑谈次话，前任的人马不就是他陶凡的人马了?况且他原本就是管干部的副书记，同下面干部处得本来就算不错。他现在当了一把手，下面干部也没有换了主子的感觉。当初考虑秘书长人选，本来可以从县委书记中物色的。但怕一时摆不平，干脆就暂时提拔了吴明贤。毕竟吴明贤的资格也算老，提了也过得去。县委书记里面有两位资格老的，却不是陶凡最中意的。陶凡暗自看重的，资历还稍微欠了些。陶凡心里有数，一两年间，地区人大和政协有几位头头相继到了退休年龄，就让他们去人大和政协任职。那两位县委书记安排了，陶凡自己中意的人就可以提到实际岗位上来。目前让吴明贤充任秘书长，是个权宜之计。 县市和部门的头头们都在算着账，这次轮到谁上去了，下次又轮到谁了。到底怎么个轮法，大家心里都有数。反正不会光按资历或政绩用人，个中学问玄妙得很，不可言传。陶凡暗暗盘算着，成竹在胸。 有天，陈老突然跑到陶凡办公室来了。陶凡正在听吴明贤汇报几件事儿，忙叫吴明贤过会儿再来，吴明贤便亲自替陈老倒了茶，退出去了。陈老依然是长发，却没梳成辫子，随意披着，像个老嬉皮士。 陶凡问：“陈老有什么吩咐吗?” 陈老没什么表情，说：“下面班子，老放着不动也不行。” 陶凡心想陈老开始干预地委工作了，这就不对了。但他不好多说什么，只道：“地委会统筹安排的，请陈老放心。陈老有什么具体意见吗?” 陈老望了眼陶凡，有些生气的样子，说：“你以为我想提议用哪个干部吗?我没那私心!” “哪里，我不是这个意思，是想听听陈老意见。”陶凡笑道。 陈老半低着头说：“你上来后，干部队伍稳定，大家都说你是个好人。这说明你正派，很好。但是不能做老好人。干部队伍稳定固然好，但稳定时间过长了，就不行了。毛主席说得好，流水不腐，户枢不蠹。八大军区司令员都要换换防哩。” 陶凡说：“陈老，您这个意见，地委会考虑的。我们正在运筹，有个过程。您老放心，我会尽力带好西州这个班子。” 陈老说：“不行的，就要坚决下掉。” “行，我们会的。”陶凡问道，“陈老，您血糖有些低，要注意营养，注意休息。” 陈老慢慢抬起头，问：“你怎么知道的?” 陶凡玩笑道：“我是地委书记，什么都得管啊。” “我身体没事的。”陈老起身走了，脸上的笑容似有若无。 星期日，关隐达想好好儿睡睡觉。他问过陶书记了，今天没什么事儿。陶书记星期日很少空闲的，不是在农村或工厂，也是坐在办公室看文件。昨天陶书记那意思，这个星期天连文件也不看了。 关隐达总是睡眠不足，可成天还得生龙活虎的样子。他奇怪自己的精力竟然不如陶书记。陶书记五十多岁了，总是红光满面，精神抖擞。他每天工作十五六个小时，关隐达只跟在后面打转转都觉得累。关隐达本是每天晨跑的，今天没有早起，一直迷迷糊糊睡着。早饭也懒得吃了。 忽听有人敲门。问声是谁，不见人回答。他不开门，门又响了。他睡眼迷糊，开门看看，大吃一惊，原来是陶陶，笑吟吟地站在门口。关隐达只穿了裤衩，很不好意思，忙说对不起。陶陶递了个塑料袋进来，说：“我爸爸找你哩。” 关隐达不知陶陶递了个什么东西，接了过来，说：“我洗个脸，就来。你先去吧。” 关隐达抬手一看，见陶陶递给他的塑料袋里装着几个包子。他匆匆洗漱了，跑下楼去。却见陶陶站在楼下等他。关隐达说：“陶书记说今天没事的，我才睡了懒觉。” 陶陶说：“又没谁怪你。你吃呀。我猜你肯定没吃早饭，顺便带些来。” 关隐达问：“你爸爸说有什么事吗?” 陶陶笑道：“我跑腿来叫你就不错了，还要管你们有什么事?爸爸本来要打电话给值班室，让他们来叫你。我反正想下来走走，就来了。” 关隐达不习惯在路上吃东西，可也没法子，只好抓着包子嚼起来。想快些吃完，就有些狼吞虎咽了。陶陶就笑，说：“你慢些，别噎着了。” 关隐达笑笑，说：“我斯文不起来啊。” 碰着些熟人，都同关隐达打招呼，眼睛却瞟着陶陶。他们不太认识陶陶，看他们的眼神，肯定以为关隐达带了个女朋友。陶陶还在上大学，不怎么在家。也有认得陶陶的，目光就有些异样。他们的目光就在关隐达和陶陶的脸上飞来飞去。关隐达觉得不是滋味，只想快些到陶书记家里。 “陶陶，我昨天到你家，还没见你回来哩。”关隐达问。 陶陶说：“才放假。火车是昨天半夜才到。” 关隐达笑道：“我现在很怀念大学生活。一个暑假，差不多两个月。多过瘾!” “人说不准的。我们现在就只盼着早些出来工作。”陶陶说。 关隐达问：“你不打算再深造了?比方出国留学?” 陶陶说：“我现在还没这个想法。” 迎面碰见吴明贤过来了，笑眯眯的。陶陶认识他，叫道：“吴叔叔好。” “我老远就认出是陶陶了。才回来吧?”吴明贤说着，就望望关隐达，眼睛亮晶晶的，只是亮得有些怪。 关隐达说：“吴秘书长，陶书记找我。” 吴明贤点头说：“我知道了。你跟陶书记说，我在办公室等他。”