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Volume 3: County Famous 694 Who has the most powerful official?

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    Wang Baoyu laughed twice, and the applause stopped.  "Deputy Director Wang, the innermost desk belongs to you. If you don't understand anything or if you are missing something, you can always come to me." Director Yin pointed to the corner and went out minding his own business.

    Wang Baoyu felt uncomfortable, and immediately followed him out, asking rudely: "Director Yin, why don't I, the deputy director, even have a separate office?"

    "Well! The office is quite tense. Besides, other people in the room are at the same level as you. If they give it to you, they will be unhappy." Director Yin said in a mocking tone.

    "You mean, they are also deputy directors?" Wang Baoyu asked in surprise.

    "You are the deputy director, and they are researchers at the deputy director level." Director Yin explained.

    "What's the difference?" Wang Baoyu asked.

    "The difference is that they all have graduate degrees or above and have academic achievements, and you are the deputy director." Director Yin coughed and said.

    Wang Baoyu was a little annoyed and asked coldly: "Director Yin, I don't understand this very well. Whose official positions are these researchers and deputy directors?"

    Director Yin said calmly: "You all enjoy the same level. Researcher is a professional title, which expresses the ability of technical personnel who specialize in a certain industry. This is all determined by review."

    Wang Baoyu didn¡¯t seem to understand, and asked: ¡°Then can I also comment on a professional title?¡±

    "Generally, a master's degree is not a big problem, but Deputy Director Wang still needs to make progress." Director Yin said with a smile, and there was a bit of ridicule in his smile.

    "You mean, you can evaluate if you have a diploma, but it's useless no matter how good you do without a diploma? I, the deputy director, am not as good as them?" Wang Baoyu said with a sullen face.

    "That's not what I meant. I believe you will catch up through hard work." Director Yin smiled, opened the door and went back to the house.

    Wang Baoyu stood in the corridor, stunned for a long time, very depressed, and felt like a "tiger falling flat".  No wonder that foul-mouthed Meng Yaohui makes fun of himself for being uneducated all day long. It turns out that this is an infection caused by the custom of the county.

    Angry to anger, in the end, Wang Baoyu decided to make peace with things as they come, endure them for a while, and don't make trouble as soon as they come and leave a bad impression on others.

    He went back to the room and sat down. The table was an ordinary table and the chair was an ordinary chair. There was not even a phone call, and no one talked to him. Everyone was minding their own business reading newspapers, documents, and copying and writing.  , looking quite serious.

    Wang Baoyu took out a cigarette, lit one, and before taking a few puffs, the short middle-aged man in front immediately started coughing, and another thin middle-aged man slapped his hands unceremoniously, expressing his disgust.

    Damn it, look at these people.  Wang Baoyu cursed secretly and didn't care about it. He continued to smoke. Feeling a little thirsty, he picked up the thermos bottle beside him. It was light and there was no drop of water in it.

    In the future, you won¡¯t all have to fetch water by yourself. In the past, Ma Xiaoli, Ye Lianxiang and Wu Liwan did all these chores in the town.  Damn it, if I don¡¯t drink, will I still die of thirst?  Wang Baoyu simply lit another cigarette, then took out his mobile phone from his bag and put it on the table with a clang.

    "Deputy Director Wang, how much did this thing cost?" The dry old man sitting opposite him asked very curiously.

    "I don't know, it was a gift from a friend." Wang Baoyu said nonchalantly.

    "This is not good. I heard that just this thing costs 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. I can definitely assume that you have accepted a bribe." The dry old man left the table and came over, saying in a low voice.

    "What!" Wang Baoyu's face suddenly changed, and he said unhappily: "I gave this to my brother. What does it have to do with bribery? Someone outside gave me a car. Shouldn't I be shot!"

    When the old man Ganba heard this, he was so surprised that he didn't close his mouth for a long time. Then he shook his head, pulled back, and muttered: "You are a young man after all, he is very brave. I have no other intention, I just want to give you a warning."

    Wang Baoyu also felt that the old man meant no harm and that his attitude was indeed not very good, so he smiled and asked: "Old man, what is your surname?"

    "My name is Zhou Baitong." Old Man Ganba said.

    "Zhou Botong? Haha, what a good name, it has long been a household name." Wang Baoyu laughed and said, not hearing clearly, thinking that the old man said that he was the old naughty boy Zhou Botong in the martial arts novel.

    "It's Zhou of Zhou Dynasty, Bailixi of Baili, Tong of Tongtian Cult Leader. Zhou Baitong." The old man said somewhat unhappy.

    "Haha! Mr. Zhou, I have offended you so much." Wang Baoyu apologized with clasped fists.

    "The nickname is Know-It-All." The middle-aged man in front of Wang Baoyu also stopped what he was doing and laughed and chimed in.

      Zhou Baitong was not angry, but said with a smile: "Your nickname is not bad either, Winter Melon Peel."

    Wang Baoyu burst into laughter, and the middle-aged man hurriedly explained: "Knowledgeable, don't talk nonsense, my name is Dong Yanqi."

    "Brother Dong, hello." Wang Baoyu reached out politely, and Dong Shanqi also reached out with a smile, indicating that they knew each other.

    Wang Baoyu stood up again and asked another middle-aged man: "This eldest brother, what do you call him?"

    The thin middle-aged man adjusted his glasses, bared his teeth and laughed dryly, and said politely: "My name is ordinary, Shi Lihong."

    "What?" Wang Baoyu didn't hear it clearly, but it felt like a girl's name.

    "The stone is beautiful, the grass is green and a little red. Isn't this name overbearing?" Dong Yanqi explained to Wang Baoyu with a smile.

    "It's much better than your winter melon skin. What he said just now is wrong. It's a standing position, a magnificent macro." Shi Lihong explained shyly.

    "Haha, my body, hair and skin, my parents, and my name are the same. I'm glad to meet you all." Wang Baoyu said, smoking cigarettes for everyone. He felt a little regretful when he took out the cigarettes. They are all highly educated and educated people. Looking at his performance just now  Like a non-smoker.

    However, what Wang Baoyu didn¡¯t expect was that everyone actually took it, held it skillfully between their fingers, lit it with a click, and started smoking one after another.

    Hey!  It turns out that these guys are all smokers, so they were just pretending!  Soon, the room turned into a smoky wonderland, which reminded Wang Baoyu of the meeting at the village branch. It seemed that as long as this kind of men gathered, the environment would not be much better.

    "Mr. Zhou, what do we have to do all day?" Wang Baoyu asked.

    Zhou Baitong chuckled, stubbed out the half-smoked cigarette butt, and carefully put it aside, presumably waiting for a while before smoking again, and then he slowly said: "Our job is to read the newspaper documents above every day and absorb the spirit in them.  Extract the connotation and report it to superior leaders.¡±

    Wang Baoyu was stunned and said, "Is this the excerpting homework for primary school students?"
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