Chapter 3 Chapter Two Beijing Belongs to the People of the Whole Country

Two days later, the last course of the induction training, "Safety Production Education", had just ended, and the new employees welcomed the smiling Director Zhang of the Personnel Department again. In almost everyone's impression, Director Zhang is a loyal elder.Compared with the vicious armed police instructor and the machine-like indifferent teacher of the confidentiality department, it is not enough to not smile or say "thank you". the warmth.Not to mention, sometimes I really look forward to his occasional appearance. Director Zhang was still wearing the half-worn dark blue zipper jacket, walked briskly to the front of the classroom and stood down.He looked at the immature and excited faces in front of him, clapped his hands, and signaled everyone to be quiet: "It's been more than 40 days of induction training, everyone has worked hard!" Unexpectedly, Director Zhang stopped after talking loudly , twisted his neck and looked around for everyone.Just when everyone was looking at each other, not understanding why he only said half a sentence, the young man from the technical security department who was temporarily put aside to act as a teacher, threw a brick to attract jade, but reluctantly slapped him first.Ah, I see, this is asking for applause!Immediately, the applause of "Wow, wow" sounded from below.Director Zhang listened, and the wrinkles on his face deepened, "I'd like to tell you one more good news. Under the personal arrangement of the group leader, tomorrow, we will go to Badaling, the Ming Tombs and the Aircraft Museum..." "Wow, wow "There was another round of applause, but this time it was relatively uniform. "Everyone must pay attention to safety when going out. Take any camera with you, and take a picture to report to your family that you are safe. It is your first time to go to work. Don't forget the kindness of your parents. I have a suggestion, I hope everyone Take out half of the first month's salary and send it back to the family. Regardless of whether the family lacks the money, it is the filial piety of the children." Also a lot warmer.

"In the afternoon, it's still working time every day. Everyone, go to the Personnel Department, find Director Zhang in Room 1712, get your respective "Personnel Acceptance Notices", and then report to your respective specific units. Thank you everyone!" Director Zhang said. , and slightly bent over to the crowd. "Wow—" There was applause from below! Yang Mingfeng lined up to take the "Personnel Acceptance Notice" from the short and fat Officer Zhang, without even looking at it, he folded it in half and put it in the upper pocket of his T-shirt, turned around and walked out the door.The result was known a long time ago, and now it is just a routine procedure.To be honest, it is already ideal to be assigned to the third laboratory of the research institute affiliated to this state-owned giant to engage in digital circuit design, but he is still a little apprehensive.This anxiety stems from a sentence my father often warned himself on the phone: work is different from school.

Suddenly, a sharp and high-pitched voice came from behind him, full of vigor and masculinity, it sounded even more masculine: "Officer Zhang, are you doing something wrong! It is agreed that I will be assigned to the economic department." Yes, why does it say Data Center?" "Hehe, Dr. Xu, we can't make a mistake, you were assigned to the data center." Officer Zhang is really self-cultivated, and his voice is still so kind and gentle under questioning. Yang Mingfeng turned around together with several people around him.Dr. Xu's face was flushed, and his half-bald head was shaking stiffly on his thin neck, while Officer Zhang, who was opposite him, was wiping his face with his hands.

"This, this... I majored in national economic management. I went to the data center. I don't have the right major. This tells me how to make use of my expertise!" Dr. The erratic white note almost stabbed Officer Zhang in the face. Probably not only out of politeness, but also to prevent being splashed again by the splashing saliva. Director Zhang raised his hand and wiped his face, then stood up calmly, still stubbornly smiling: "Don't worry, let me explain to you. The Human Resources Department takes the lead to implement the group's recruitment every year. At first, it was just a general direction. As for which department to assign to, it still depends on the latest paragraph. The scientific research and production tasks of the period need to be coordinated and adjusted appropriately. It does not mean that the original intention and the final result will be absolutely consistent. Moreover, even if it is assigned to a certain department now, it is not static. For example, I Well, before..."

Dr. Xu waved his arms roughly, the white paper in his hand was flying, and the hem of the black suit he was wearing was also flapping: "I don't care, I want to find Director Zhang, Director Zhang knows mine!" Director Zhang stared at this "uneducated" guy coldly, pulled his face down unconsciously, and said to him solemnly: "Director Zhang is not here now, and he has gone to a meeting outside. Besides..." He turned his face and turned to stay Around, the group of newcomers suspected of promoting unhealthy tendencies said solemnly, "According to the regulations, you must report to the various departments you belong to this afternoon. If you have any relevant questions, after reporting, you can report to the group through the personnel department of your unit." Reflect. Did everyone understand?"

"I understand." "I understand."... The uneven responses made Director Zhang feel a little relieved: "Okay, then everyone should hurry up and report. If you still don't understand how to get to your unit, you can ask me again." Said, no Ignoring Dr. Xu who was still angry, he sat down again, picked up the few notes left on the table, looked down, and shouted: "Pei Xiaotong——" These people who just arrived didn't know anything, and when they heard that the expulsion order was issued with a threatening tone, they were dumbfounded!Besides, it was none of my business, so they fled out the door in twos and threes.Just as Yang Mingfeng went out, he was suddenly bumped by someone behind him, staggered a bit, turned his head and saw clearly, it turned out to be Dr. Xu, the bereaved dog, who was rushing past everyone and hurried towards the elevator entrance in a panic.Looking at his tall and bony body, Yang Mingfeng felt a little funny, didn't he just change his unit, where would he still be able to make a living, and still need to go to a funeral like this?

Yang Mingfeng took the elevator down to the lobby on the ground floor, went out and walked down the steps.It is now in the afternoon, and the city of Beijing is surrounded by the thick and chaotic atmosphere, and it is also ushering in the hottest and suffocating time of the day.The leaves are drooping, the cicadas are singing hoarsely, most of the small shops on the street are closed, and the signboards cast a dull shadow listlessly in the setting sun.On the road, the congested traffic scrambled and crawled hard, and the hurried migrant workers shuttled among the idle vagrants who had nothing to do.The corners and corners of the city seem to be competing to exude restlessness and ups and downs nourished by the greenhouse effect.

Yang Mingfeng took off his glasses, lifted the corner of his T-shirt, wiped off the loose dirt on the lenses, and put them back on properly, feeling that his eyes were slightly clearer.Hey, I came from the south after graduating from an undergraduate degree, and studied as a graduate student in Beijing for three years, but I still can't fully adapt to this dry and hazy climate.For some reason, since the first day he came to Beijing, Yang Mingfeng had a vague, inexplicable sense of awe and strangeness towards this international metropolis.When I was in school, I was a real "North Drifter", but now that I have a job, I can finally be called a serious Beijinger. Is it still a "North Drifter"?My own answer is I don't know!Anyway, I still can't find the slightest sense of belonging and intimacy.It's not like going back to my hometown between the Jianghuai and Huaihe Rivers, going out of the house, usually within a distance of one stop, and meeting old classmates and playmates, and even begging for nothing to bargain with peddlers on the street, It is also righteous.

Yang Mingfeng unconsciously turned his head and looked up at the 20-storey, sharp-edged group headquarters building behind him. He thought to himself, goodbye. From now on, he will be an ordinary technician at the grassroots level. Come in, I don't know it's the year of the monkey. After walking not far, Yang Mingfeng came to the bus stop where there were many stop signs, raised his hand and took out the folded "Notice" from his upper pocket, wanting to confirm the address of the institute again.Huh?The address written on it has nothing to do with the one in my memory!Yang Mingfeng was secretly taken aback, his first reaction was that he took someone else's by mistake.Hastily moved his eyes to the top of the "Notice".Well, that's right!Sandwiched between the imitation Song style characters of "Hereby inform" and "Comrade", he still recognizes the handwritten "Yang Mingfeng".As long as it is not sent back to school, it doesn't matter where it goes, where is it still a job?

His heart, which had been beating wildly just now, calmed down a little bit, and his eyes jumped quickly to find a string of black handwritten words at the bottom. Those words turned out to be the Group Economic Planning Department! Damn, why is it like a magic trick? It changes as soon as it is said. Isn't this the place Dr. Xu is going to?When Yang Mingfeng encountered this bad news, he felt as if he had been hit hard, and his complexion turned pale in an instant, not much better than Dr. Xu's distraught look just now!economy?In terms of economics, apart from being able to waste money, I absolutely don't know anything else!Isn't that about to die?He felt that all the sweat pores on his body were suddenly opened, and a warm current flowed down the ditch of his spine, blocked by the belt, and instantly became cold again.

Depend on!It's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.Yang Mingfeng shook his head and snarled his neck twice, his whole body was tense, and he waved his fist at the opposite hidden in the air in a serious manner: "Let him come all who should come!" He has been a child who likes jumping thinking since he was a child.One of the characteristics of this way of thinking with a hammer to the east and a stick to the west is that the thinking starts quickly, and it is not easy to be overwhelmed by sudden events.The disadvantages are also quite obvious, that is, when the brain is hot, it often does not care about the consequences, and beheading yourself and the opponent is a decisive decision.Yang Mingfeng didn't dare to hesitate any longer, turned around and hurried out of the crowd, while fastening the buttons on the collar of his T-shirt, he walked in the direction of Yuanhong Building. The man standing under the stop sign was wearing a yellow hat, wearing a red vest and waving a triangular flag. He was doing his best. When he saw this seemingly quiet young man lined up in line, he suddenly became nervous and thought to himself. After making a fuss with himself, he ran away, and couldn't help but become alert, staring at him with dead eyes.Seeing that his hands were empty and he didn't look like he was carrying any dangerous items, he was relieved. Looking at his scattered back, he shook his head regretfully: Although the possibility of this young man endangering public safety is not high, But if we want to continue to develop according to this momentum, we will have to go to Anding Hospital (a psychiatric hospital in Beijing) sooner or later.Theatrical programs kill people, look at what super girls and super men are popular on TV right now, which ones don't look like they've been beaten up, and they're just playing tricks?It is certain that sooner or later this kid will be with those people.well!She looks smooth and smooth, and she is still so young, what a pity... But what Yang Mingfeng was thinking at the moment was that if the dormitory for singles was allocated after the registration was over, should he go to the guest house to pick up his luggage right away, or wait there for a few more days?The old guest house is really a good place, no matter how old it is. Not only do you not have to wash the bedding by yourself, but even the hot water is provided by the waiter and auntie.It's just that the toilet is a bit dirty, hehe, Bai Bi always has slight flaws, so let's just let it go. Yang Mingfeng came to the bottom of Yuanhong Building, and stopped on the square in front of the building for the first time.He raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and respectfully looked at this familiar big box made of reinforced concrete.Am I really going to work here in the future?This change was too sudden, and it still felt a bit cloudy, and it was not at all the same as the days in the circuit laboratory that I was looking forward to. Although he has been in and out of this building many times, to be honest, in his previously established consciousness, this thing is not much different from those electronic stores in Hailong and Huaqiangbei. Just passing by.But now it is completely different, the mentality has changed, and the perspective has also been twisted.For the first time, he was surprised to find that the Yuanhong Building with a white frame and blue glass inlays was really tall, and it should be worthy of the words "towering in the sky".However, the appearance is not very similar to what the training teacher introduced. It is an abstract large pen barrel with four pencils inserted in it, more like... well, it should be said, more like a huge computer case.It is square and square, and the various departments inside, like CPU, memory, hard disk and other components, have been operating in an orderly manner according to the compiled programs over the years.Ha, even the keyboard is there, isn't it just the edges and steps under the feet.Alas, who knows what kind of grandma that little old man named Yang Mingfeng will be after 20 years from this case?The taste of it, is it sweet or bitter?Hey, I already felt it, it turned out to be salty, slightly salty with a bit of bitterness. Yang Mingfeng stuck out his tongue and squeezed the few drops of sweat on the corner of his mouth. He suddenly felt a comfortable and cold air being blown gently, and his thoughts of traveling through time and space were suddenly a little clear.He collected himself, and then suddenly realized that while he was thinking wildly, he had already climbed up the high steps and came to the front door inlaid with glass.The weak cold air that harassed him originated from the two gaps in the middle. Yang Mingfeng shook his head in a self-deprecating manner, thanking himself secretly, thanks to the fact that he resolutely sacrificed some time to play games in the past two years, took the time to read a few workplace novels, and even performed the necessary brain drills while lying on the bed at night .Otherwise, if you ride alone today and suddenly face the entire Milky Way, you will have to be scared to death.Hey, look at how promising you are! Or what my dad said before, Beijing, Beijing belongs to the people of the whole country!Whoever has the ability belongs to him, so don't take it too seriously.His father's teachings are his son's reassurance. Yang Mingfeng suddenly felt more at ease, and added another sentence in his heart: All reactionaries are paper tigers! Copying the experience of entering and exiting the building a few times before, Yang Mingfeng pretended to be old-fashioned, with one hand in his jeans pocket, passed through the sensor gate that stood like a fence, and walked straight into the resplendent hall without anyone else.Unexpectedly, at this time, the evil door guard shouted cheerfully "Du, beep, beep".At the same time, from the depths of the hall covered by bright lights like a starry sky, came a cold welcome from a female voice: "Sir, which company do you want to go to?" Yang Mingfeng had to stand down and follow the prestige.In front of an amber marble column, behind a white porch, there was a tall young girl standing solidly, examining herself majestically. Hey, we used to go in and out, and the door control never sounded. Everyone thought it was just a trick to fool people. I didn't expect that I was arrested for the first time as a master.Yang Mingfeng was a little intimidated, and the arrogance of wanting to rebel just now was knocked out by more than half.He walked a few steps to the front of the girl, and whispered to her across the table: "Hi, I'm going to the Economic Planning Department." The girl vigilantly looked at the young man in the blue top and baggy jeans, his waist seemed even thicker.Perhaps as a show of majesty, she reached out and tugged at the hem of the red suit, and said impatiently: "Just tell me which company you want to go to." Turning around, she pointed to the wall behind her. A line of two rows of bronze medals hanging down like hanging whips, "There are many companies in our building." I really didn't notice before that there are so many large and small companies hidden in this "Yuanhong Building".Oh, Yang Mingfeng remembered it. He once mentioned in the training that Yuanhong Group is the owner of this building. Except for the podium building, it only occupies ten floors above the sixteenth floor. The other floors are open to the public. Rented.No wonder it makes sense for people to ask which company they went to. "I'm a new student of the Yuanhong Group this year, and I'm going to report to the Economic Planning Office now!" Even this little girl with an oval face and a gatekeeper dared to despise him. Yang Mingfeng's self-esteem was challenged, and he deliberately took a step closer to her. Confidently and honestly told her. "New student?" The oval face felt a little guilty.Lessons learned from the past prove that those who have academic qualifications are really assigned to the agency. If they happen to enter the security office, even the master who runs around at the lowest level is his own leader.As a result, a smile appeared on her face, and not only did her tone soften, she even changed her address: "What about your "Registration Card"?" ""Registration Card"? I handed it in a long time ago. When I came to report to the group, I handed it over to the Personnel and Education Department on the 17th floor." Yang Mingfeng was really confused at the moment, scratching his head in doubt and said, "We I came in during training, but never checked." "Ah, that's because there are so many of you. We have contacted you in advance, and the access control is temporarily closed." Hearing the two words that the other party deliberately described with details, the oval face was sure in his heart that the person standing in front of him was indeed his comrade. , so I was happy to be more friendly with him, "None of you have a 'pass'. If everyone enters the door, the alarm will go off indiscriminately, how much it will affect everyone's work, and people will complain." She said, slapping Rolling his eyelids, he said with some complaints, "You don't know, the quality of those small companies is low, and they complain every now and then, and we deduct money." Yang Mingfeng heard that she was trying to show her good intentions, but he was anxious about his business, so he said politely: "Please tell me, what level is the economic plan on? I have to report quickly." "Sister Furong" poisoned him, for some reason, Yang Mingfeng just didn't like girls with oval faces.He likes a triangular face. If you add a pair of big eyes, flickering, it will be called charming and charming. "You have so many institutions, I don't know which floor one is on." The oval face said it as a matter of course, as if there was still a trace of resentment in his mouth.She rolled her eyes and thought for a while, then smiled slyly: "Don't you know that the personnel department is on the 17th floor? Go there and inquire about it, and you'll find out." "Hey, you're so smart! Thank you, thank you!" Yang Mingfeng was in a happy mood when he received the courtesy, he casually praised him, and at the same time turned around and ran towards the elevator entrance deep in the hall. "You're welcome—" Regardless of the shape of the face, this delicate voice is really nice. Yang Mingfeng got out of the elevator, turned into the long corridor, knew the way, and soon found the HR office where he had received the "Notice".Through the transparent glass door, I saw the chubby Director Zhang standing in front of a table, loading materials into a stack of file boxes piled high at hand. Yang Mingfeng knocked on the door lightly, but the rigid glass was not like wood, and the vibration caused by the vibration was extremely small, and Officer Zhang didn't hear it at all.Still with his head down, he repeats the simple mechanical actions of "taking out the box—opening the lid—taking the materials—lowering his head for a brief look—putting in the materials—fastening the lid".The rhythm of his upper limbs is simple and clear, and his round head is constantly shaking up and down with his arms. It seems that he not only enjoys doing it, but also knows how to do it. Yang Mingfeng considered that he could no longer knock on the door forcefully, and if he tried harder, he would soon become a debt collector.In desperation, he had no choice but to push the door and enter without regard to politeness, but he was still afraid of disturbing Director Zhang's elegance, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he could only walk in on tiptoe, standing not far from the door, "Uh...uh... " cried a few times. Officer Zhang was disturbed and suddenly raised his head.Seeing a slightly cramped young man standing at the door, he was slightly stunned, and then his serious face bloomed like a flower: "Ah, Xiao Yang is here." He quickly threw down the material he was holding, Opening his hands, he turned and ran towards him, and said enthusiastically, "Have you reported to your place? Have you seen you, Mr. Xu?" Ok?Mr. Xu?Yang Mingfeng wondered in his heart, since the Economic Planning Department is a department, the leader should be called "Director". Where did this "President Xu" come from?Terrified and timid, I dare not ask deeply.Originally, I kept thinking about asking others on the road, why did my unit change suddenly?Now even this idea has been temporarily given up, and he just said vaguely: "Not yet. I searched up and down the building, but I still couldn't find the Economic Planning Office, so I had to run back and ask Teacher Zhang for advice. " "Oh, Xiao Yang, don't call me that again in the future, I can't afford it." Director Zhang smiled unabated, but his voice was pretending to be modest, "From now on, we will be colleagues in the agency. , but also to help each other. According to our habits, you can just call me Director Zhang." "Then...then, Director Zhang." Yang Mingfeng was still a little unaccustomed to this official title, even if he said it, it was a bit of a mouthful, "Please tell me where the economic plan is located." Officer Zhang was about to answer when the phone on the desk behind him rang. "Wait a minute." He said, ran back to the table just now, picked up the phone to answer, "Hey, hey, hello Director, it's me..." Director Zhang said, turning his head unnaturally Glancing at Yang Mingfeng who was standing dryly not far away, his voice suddenly became quieter, but Yang Mingfeng could still hear it sincerely, "...it's done. He really wanted to find something awkward at first, yelling I wanted to find you, so I told you that you had gone to a meeting, ha ha. Later, I coaxed and frightened me, and I was fine with a few words... Well, don’t worry about my work, when he arrives at the information center, it won’t be half a year , it is completely at ease..." Without even thinking about it, Yang Mingfeng knew that they were talking about the heartbroken Dr. Xu, so he was a little embarrassed by the side.Apart from having something to do with myself, after all, eavesdropping on other people's privacy is not above board.But at this time, it is impossible to listen or not.Now go out the door, which is equivalent to telling Director Zhang that he not only heard the content of the speech, but also understood it.Keep standing here, wouldn't there be more things pouring into your ears?It's none of your business, it's better to know less. Just when I was in a dilemma, my mobile phone rang "di, di, di" in an empathetic manner.He hurriedly took it out of his trouser pocket and saw that it was a spam message selling fake invoices.Yang Mingfeng was about to delete it casually, but suddenly he had an idea, ah, this is not a spam text message, it is purely God's messenger.He hurriedly turned around, walked slowly to the closed door, held his phone with his head down against the wall, pretended to reply to text messages, and pressed randomly on the keyboard.In this way, it is natural that he is far away from Director Zhang, and his voice is almost inaudible. When Yang Mingfeng started from "one" and pressed "nine" in the first-order arithmetic sequence on the mobile phone, he heard the "click" sound of the phone being put down behind him.He was patient, and continued to press "Fifteen", and then reluctantly pressed the "Delete" button.He turned around and put his mobile phone away, and came back to Officer Zhang with a calm expression. In fact, since Director Zhang filled out the "Notice", he has been paying attention to this guy whose origin is unknown and who has handed in "shit luck".He is still puzzled by what means this person managed to take over the position of Dr. Xu, who was far superior to him in every aspect, and easily became one of the top organizations in the group. What about the "Economic Planning Department"?Is there a tough guy behind him?It's not like, does anyone know what level the economy is in?Just make a phone call to that "relationship" and ask about it, and everything will be clear.Is that the result of his own operation?It should be said that the possibility is not high.This good location is not something that can be bought with just a few bucks.Besides, look at how casual he was when he took the "notice" from his hand just now, he couldn't see the joy of success at all.And... oh, I really stumped my well-informed old institution. Director Zhang saw Yang Mingfeng blinking his slender eyes respectfully, looking like he was waiting for advice, and smile lines appeared on his face in a hurry: "I just answered a call, and I kept you waiting. The Economic Planning Department will On the twenty-first floor of the building, downstairs from the bosses, you remember?" "Thank you, thank you Teacher Zhang!" Yang Mingfeng hurriedly bowed to Officer Zhang, "The twenty-first floor, I remember it!" Director Zhang quickly reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said affectionately, "Hey, you're welcome, you're welcome! You young man, didn't I tell you, call me Director Zhang from now on." Yang Mingfeng's frank expression showed a little twitching, and he replied crisply: "Then thank you, Director Zhang." Seeing Yang Mingfeng's back running and jumping out of the door, Officer Zhang was even more puzzled.He shook his head and said with a slight smile to himself: "It's just an ordinary child, how can he have such great energy? Really..." He thought about it, and immediately pushed the obtrusive file boxes in front of him to the side Pushed, moved the mouse, clicked on the computer, and logged into the group personnel archives with the password. Sure enough, the files of the newcomers had already been entered the day before yesterday, and Yang Mingfeng's old background was revealed with a query command. Director Zhang was very interested, and turned up and down the screen a few times, and found that this Yang Mingfeng, except for the shining point that his father is a retired professor of a certain military college, was really average in other respects.Of course, I used to be the propaganda director of the student union in college, won awards for social practice papers, and was shortlisted in computer game competitions... But these fooling people, pediatric stuff, among the "pillars" added every year, just a handful. What can a dustpan explain?Moreover, the "Yuanhong Group" has never had any contact with the military... "Ding dong!" The elevator came to the twenty-first floor, and Yang Mingfeng walked out of the elevator room.But to his deep surprise, he walked half a circle around the quiet "Hui"-shaped corridor, but he still hasn't met a living person who can talk to him! On the side of the corridor, there are spacious and tidy large offices.Looking inside through the bright glass door with no privacy at all, there are neatly arranged light blue work partitions.Now, the swivel armchairs in the partition are all empty!This is really strange.It was working time at this time. Compared with the bustling scene of people coming and going in the corridor of the personnel department and the sound of footsteps, the whole place was a ruin after the world evaporated. An ominous feeling rushed into Yang Mingfeng's heart!Oh, is Officer Zhang lying to me?Maybe there's no such thing as an Economic Planning Department.Could it be that he deliberately made an excuse to send me back to school?Hey, if this is the case, is there any need for this pretentious trick? Just say "goodbye" and it's over?I will definitely turn around and leave without saying a word, at worst, I will go to Zhongguancun to sell goods. Yang Mingfeng turned another corner while thinking wildly, and a dark brown wooden door with two opposite sides appeared in front of his eyes.On the shiny brass plate on the door, there are three bold words in Song Dynasty - "Chief Economist". Yang Mingfeng is not an idiot, when he saw this sign, his eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately thought that the "President Xu" that Director Zhang told him just now, could it be the Chief Economist and Director of the Economic Department?The inference is perfectly reasonable. Don't look at Yang Mingfeng's generosity just now, but people have to eat. The decent job he is about to get now didn't come for nothing. He earned it by working hard for nineteen years, lighting the lamps and staying up all night.He stood respectfully in front of the door full of hope, raised his fingers, and knocked on the door three times with "Dang, Dang, Dang".No one answered.Knock again, still no answer.Yang Mingfeng stared eagerly at the dim door, and tilted his head helplessly. It was almost a circle around the venue, and when Yang Mingfeng was almost completely disappointed, he never expected that, through a glass door marked with the number 2106, inside a bright and spacious office, there would be a man and a woman standing side by side. .The two of them kept their heads very close together, looking at the few pages of paper in the woman's hand, poking a little bit, talking about something. Yang Mingfeng laughed involuntarily.This time, he couldn't think about it anymore, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, and stepped in with a big stride. "Excuse me..." He had just uttered two words, and the two people in the room immediately raised their heads following the sound and looked towards him vigilantly. "Who are you looking for? What's your business?" The old lady in her fifties slowly lowered her hands and asked in a blunt tone. "Excuse me, is the Economic Planning Department here?" Yang Mingfeng's neither humble nor overbearing voice came back. "Just tell me, what's the matter with you." The old lady seemed quite impatient, and said little by little. Yang Mingfeng wanted to speak, but unexpectedly, the man spoke up: "Are you Yang Mingfeng?" Wow, hearing these three familiar words, Yang Mingfeng felt as if he was bathed in the sun, the warmth of spring, the happiness of finding an organization, which almost brought tears to his eyes.He stepped forward quickly, and said repeatedly: "I am, I am Yang Mingfeng, and I am here to report." Then, he solemnly took out the "Notice" folded in half from his pocket, and spread his hands. A man and a woman looked at each other, and then the man left the old lady, walked across the screened passage, and walked straight towards him.This man looked about thirty-six or seventeen years old, with a small round belly and a white face, and he swayed when he walked, full of charm.He came to Yang Mingfeng and took the "Notice" casually. Behind the large glasses, a pair of round eyeballs flickered for a while, and when he raised his head again, he was already smiling. The man's standard Beijing accent sounded very pleasant: "Welcome, welcome, you are right, this is the Economic Planning Department." As he spoke, he handed the "Notice" back to Yang Mingfeng, feeling strange He asked calmly, "Hey, didn't those people from the Personnel Office notify you?" "What's the notice? They didn't say anything." Yang Mingfeng took the "Notice" with a confused face, and then his heart sank suddenly. Why did he return the list to me and asked me if I accepted it? What notice did I get? Could it be that the economic department refused to accept my notice? "Look, I'm right, what else can those people do?" The old lady turned her face and said contemptuously as she took the key to open a light gray iron safe. "Hey..." The man gave a noncommittal dry laugh, then turned his head and explained to Yang Mingfeng, "It's a coincidence, otherwise you wouldn't be able to meet anyone here. Tomorrow is the focus of our group. Project, flexible production line transformation and acceptance meeting. From the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission to the Ministry of Finance, the heads of nearly a hundred cooperative units across the country have all come. Our economic department, from the director to the soldier, was all sent to receive the task. Originally There was also a comrade who was on duty and stayed to watch the phone, but he was temporarily transferred out just now to deliver materials to Mr. Xu." Ah, Yang Mingfeng suddenly realized, no wonder the 21st floor was empty, as if it was a holiday for the New Year. .And by the way, he also figured it out. After a long time of trouble, the good-looking person in front of him is not Mr. Xu. "I received a call from the Personnel Department in the morning, saying that you were coming to report in the afternoon. I told them on the phone at that time, and asked them to notify you directly, and come back when things are back to normal tomorrow." Yang Mingfeng nodded while listening.The person in front of him looked like an old institution. Not only did he speak clearly and with appropriate words, but he also revealed a kind of arrogance and sophistication unique to an institution person, without saying much. In one sentence, all the doubts in my heart were answered.In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will learn more from him. At this time, the old lady also came over, holding a boxy black women's satchel in her hand.She said to the man: "Liu Lixin, let's go there quickly, we are still waiting there." "Okay." Liu Lixin replied, looking at Yang Mingfeng with his big eyes up and down, "Xiao Yang, then you can come over tomorrow afternoon during work hours. Master Zhu and I will also go to the venue soon, there are not enough people there .” Hearing that they were going to the venue, Yang Mingfeng's heart twitched.I have grown up since I was a child, but I have never seen so many big people, such a big scene, it is bound to be lively, but most importantly, this is definitely a rare opportunity to open my eyes.The current self, apart from the few broken books and a bunch of stupid energy that I don't know if I can use it in this life, I can say nothing.He thought of the group of "civil servants" in the army at home. Whoever is willing to work hard will have more opportunities than others to join the party and enter the military academy.So he tried his best to look eager to try, rubbed his hands and smiled and said: "Do you need any odd jobs at the venue? If there are not enough people, I don't know anything else, running errands is fine." "Yeah, why didn't I think of the new guy?" Master Zhu said with a smile on his face, "You can go to the venue with us. Oh, everyone is going to faint." It seemed that Liu Lixin had a good impression of Yang Mingfeng. He patted him on the shoulder and said cheerfully, "Let's go."一个皮公文包，从里面掏出一串带着遥控器的汽车钥匙，率先出了办公室。 三人到了楼下，出后门。不太宽绰的院子里满满当当，横七扭八，停满了各色小汽车。刘立新径直来到一辆墨绿色的富康轿车旁，打开车门，蹁腿就大模大样坐到驾驶座上。杨明峰学着部队小车司机的样子，紧走两步，拉开车后门，伸手搭在车沿上，恭敬地说：“朱师傅，请上车。”朱师傅一边往车里坐，一边喜滋滋地说：“哎呀，小杨，别搞得这么客气嘛。以后叫我朱师傅，或是叫我的名字朱会欣就行。”杨明峰乖巧的样子，脆声答道：“哎，朱师傅。”随手推上车门，自己坐到前排刘立新身边。 这辆富康车，驾驶台上摆着一只系着粉红围巾的毛绒QQ企鹅，底板上还散落着几块花花绿绿的糖纸，一看就是私家车，估计十有八九还是刘立新本人的。看着刘立新倒车换挡一副老到的架势，杨明峰不禁心生羡慕。自己的老爸在部队上干了一辈子，说教授，那是给外人听的，在学院里其实就是一名普通教员，到现在也还是蹬着两个窄轱辘每天跑。跟他们这些在大国企里“拿饷”的相比，差得海了去了。就说眼前这个刘立新吧，四十岁不到，从他一路上志得意满，话里话外透出的信息推断，在北京一定是有房有车，而且还考虑着国庆长假全家到南方旅游。well!真不知自己到了他这个岁数，能不能也混得这么脱离群众！ 本来，杨明峰还对自己不能工作在实验室里有些懊恼，可这会儿，倒是渐渐安然了。哪儿的黄土不埋人？自己虽然是个普通人，可并不算笨呀。只要认真做事，不管是干技术，还是混机关，还愁吃不上一碗饭？嗯，不但要吃上，而且还要争取把这口饭吃饱，吃好！