Chapter 52 Bai Yuncang Dog Ballad (1)

On Thursday, political study, no office work.This has been the case in many formal units across the country for many years, and the Epidemiological Research Institute is no exception. Thursday is generally held by Secretary Li.In winter, Secretary Li was hospitalized due to asthma, and in winter Thursdays were handled by Secretary Zhang of the Party Office. It snowed on Thursday morning.Secretary Liu, who runs the office, loves snow, and went to work early on the snow, sweeping snow in the yard.Director Zhang of the Party Office doesn't like snow, so even though he came to work early, he was still a step behind Director Liu.

"Morning." Officer Liu said. Officer Zhang said, "You're too early." Officer Zhang spoke with the cold, sour and poisonous tone of a mother-in-law to an unsatisfactory daughter-in-law.Officer Liu swept the snow to make his cheeks flushed, and he was still wearing a skirt!Director Zhang did not interfere with the sanitation in the institute. Officer Zhang wrote a good handwriting, beautifully wrote on the small blackboard "All-day political study and no work", and dutifully put the small blackboard firmly at the gate of the institute.The people who came to work were a little excited when they saw the blackboard, and loudly ordered the young singles who knocked on the bowls to go to the cafeteria to have breakfast to buy more steamed buns.The young singles said carelessly: "Okay. You go light the stove."

After the office bell rang, the six departments of the whole institute began to light the stoves.In an office building with five floors, every floor is chopping firewood and emitting thick smoke.It was as if everything was on fire. Officer Zhang went to Director Wang. "Boss Wang, they're all firing stoves." Director Wang said: "Yes. In such a cold day in Wuhan, if you don't install heating in my house, I will go to the Health Bureau!" Director Zhang said: "This is another problem. I mean, all departments have fired stoves and bought steamed buns, and they must be around the stove to eat baked buns later."

Director Wang smiled: "Baked steamed buns are delicious." Director Zhang and Director Wang have been together for three years, and there are still many times when they can't tell whether he is really confused or pretending to be confused.From the outside, Director Wang really doesn't look like a leading cadre of the health system: a peaked cap, messy sideburns, red cheekbones, a pair of eyes that blink in the wind and tears, and the thick wrinkles of a manual laborer. Director Zhang didn't follow Director Wang's smile, and said sternly, "I'm talking about the bad atmosphere of political study. I started eating baked buns last winter, and this year it's become a trend."

"Oh." Director Wang immediately became serious.Said: "This is indeed a big problem. If the ideological and political work is relaxed, there will be leaks! Director Liu, don't laugh, you are young and experienced, don't you believe it? I believe it. Director Zhang believes it. I just blame my business affairs. There are too many! Director Zhang, take some time to report to Secretary Li, I suggest holding a branch meeting as soon as possible to study and study this issue carefully, so as to prevent erroneous things from happening.” Director Wang slapped his head when he said this, remembering that there was an important meeting in the bureau today, so he repeatedly complained that he was late.Officer Liu quickly picked up the phone and asked for the driver's shift.The so-called driver class also consists of two drivers.An epidemic investigation and tracking vehicle, and a disinfection and epidemic prevention vehicle.The driver said on the phone that there is no office for the political study today, and Director Liu said that you shouldn't come here.Director Wang took the phone and reprimanded him: "What nonsense!" The driver was convinced.

Before going downstairs, director Wang said something to Director Zhang earnestly: "Look, liberalization is on the way. You have to do a good job in today's study!" Director Zhang nodded.Director Zhang just likes this kind of working atmosphere.Secretary Li once reminded her that director Wang was always cunning in ideological and political work.Director Zhang thinks differently, let others slip away, let her take care of the work, and only when the sea is going through the sea will he show his true qualities as a hero. A strong aroma of roasted steamed buns overflowed from the first floor.The emergency room on the first floor is the core department of the institute, with more than 20 people, accounting for one-third of the total staff.All the leaders of the past have grasped it.

In the large office of the epidemic ward, there was a huge heating furnace. At least ten pieces of briquettes were stuffed into the furnace, and even the furnace wall was burned red.A pot of steaming boiling water sat on the stove, surrounded by a circle of steamed buns, two by two, seven or eight plump buns were roasted until they creaked, and their color was burnt yellow.General practitioners sit radially around the stove, and read newspapers in turn while breaking steamed buns: one person reads only one section, and then passes it on to the next person after reading. .The punishment was to refill everyone's teacups and remove the ashes from the furnace.As a result, the indoor atmosphere is still tense and lively.

Officer Zhang listened for a long time outside the door of the epidemiology room, and finally opened the curtain and walked in.Someone looked at Director Zhang, but no one stopped. "I want to remind you that what is going on now is political study." Officer Zhang said, copying his hand in his trouser pocket. Everyone looked at each other, and at the middle-aged nurse Fatty Yang. Fatty Yang said: "We are eating steamed buns to keep studying. We have stomach pains and excessive gastric acid secretion, which is caused by long-term grassroots work." Officer Zhang said: "Stomach pain should take medicine."

Fatty Yang said: "That's right. Then we'll go see a doctor right away. We have work-related injuries, and the institute stipulates that work-related injuries can go to the doctor at any time." Officer Zhang stared at Fatty Yang's eyes, wishing he could pierce her tricky face straight to the point.Director Zhang has worked in five or six units in his life, and almost every unit has an obese middle-aged woman similar to Fatty Yang. This type of woman is extremely selfish, mischievous, pushy, and not afraid of being ugly.Director Zhang had sharp conflicts with them everywhere.

"Stop!" Director Zhang said, "You have to ask for leave from the department head even if you are injured at work to see a doctor." "Yellow head, yellow head." Fatty Yang yelled at the only team leader who was sitting far away. Huang Tou put down the pen for recording, and tremblingly took out his glasses and put them on. He has three pairs of glasses with him, which are in charge of distance and magnification. "Okay, don't make trouble. If you have a stomachache, use steamed buns to neutralize it." Huang Tou said. Someone blew a funny whistle for joy.Officer Zhang turned around in response, and a row of young people looked at her indifferently.Officer Zhang said sadly, "You are all doctors! Intellectuals! You are all highly educated!"

Fatty Yang said: "Officer Zhang, you don't need to remind them, they are not mentally handicapped children." Officer Zhang passed over the heads of the crowd and said, "Professor Huang, please come out." Huang Tou was taken by Director Zhang to the yard where the snow was falling heavily. "You are a professor and a leader, how can you support eating baked buns?" Huangtou looked at Xue Li with a sad face.When he came out of the greenhouse suddenly, he was a little cold, and his capillaries constricted when he was cold, his face was bitter and yellow, and a drop of clear nose was about to come out. "Officer Zhang, please don't call me a professor. I'm an associate professor. This is the first. The second is that if you don't have a stomachache and don't eat something, do you really want them to go to the doctor?" "Obviously it's a lie, an excuse. If Chairman Mao was alive, would people dare to do this?" "Then I don't know. I haven't studied it." Officer Zhang was helpless by Huang Tou's nerdy air.Fatty Yang commented on Director Zhang wantonly behind the glass window of the emergency room. "Look at her old, dry, yellow face! She is still a member of the Communist Party of China, and she wants to be a secretary. Her image is completely starving, and she is dissatisfied with the initial stage of socialism. Tsk tsk, how annoying." When Director Zhang returned to the party office, he had a premonition that there would be problems in the office.Ideological and political work is so slack, it is no wonder that there are no problems.Director Zhang sat at the large desk and thought painfully: As a party member and deputy department-level cadre, she should take care of it, but she has no right.Secretary Li has power but is sick.Why is her career always so rough?