Director of the Centre

Chapter 2 Cultural Center
During the last interview, Han Lu had been to Jinsha City once, so he was familiar with it.

When Han Lu saw the iconic mountain outside, he knew he had reached the place. He hurriedly took off his luggage and squeezed to the train gate with the passenger door.

When we got out of the car, the sunshine in August was as usual, making it hard to keep your eyes open.But it's not hot, unlike my hometown, it's stuffy like a steamer.That is, the ultraviolet rays are really strong, and it hurts a little on the skin.

Jinsha City is 40 meters above sea level, and it was a barren land 60 years ago. It is said that there are only seven families and one tree in the area.In the late [-]s, a huge vanadium-titanium iron ore was discovered here, and it is a key city for the construction of the third line.

Because it is a third-tier town, the train station was built [-] kilometers away from the urban area in order to keep it secret.

This also brought travel troubles to the passengers who came later, so Han Lu had no choice but to get on the bus again, and drove on the winding mountain road for more than an hour, and finally arrived at the land.

But in the distance is a big green river, which is the Jinsha River in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.

There are densely packed high-rise buildings along both sides of the river. Because there is no flat land, the entire city is built on the hills, which is very three-dimensional.

It is said that the urban population of Jinsha City is more than 80 close to 100 million, which can be considered a big city.

Unlike the provincial capital, the scenery here is superb. Standing anywhere in the city, you can have a panoramic view of the entire city. It is really a person in the painting.

Although it was not the first time he came here, Han Lu was still shocked by the majesty of the mountains and rivers in front of him.

Cars, trains, cars, after a few days of tossing, Han Lu's legs were swollen from sitting, and his clothes were full of rancid smell.

He was so anxious to go to work that he didn't even look for a hotel, so he packed his luggage and went to the Personnel Bureau to register and get a dispatch order.

After some tossing, it was already afternoon.

He walked along the street along the river, first to see the scenery, and second, to exercise his muscles and bones.

Strange to say, after walking several kilometers, the swelling on the legs disappeared, which shows that life lies in exercise.

It is the hottest time in Southwest Province right now, but Jinsha City is cooler, which is probably related to the altitude of 500 meters.

By the time the sun set, it was a bit cold in an unlined garment, and I was hungry.

Looking back around, Han Lu found that both sides of the street are full of small restaurants, such as "Yanbian Mutton Rice Noodles", "Southern Yunnan Steam Pot Chicken", "Northeast Three Fresh Foods", "Quanjude Roast Duck", "Big Copper Pot"... all kinds of dishes from all over the world Yes, it is an immigrant city after all, and [-]% of the urban residents are foreigners.

As a native of Southwest Province, Han Lu, like most people, loves spicy food.So I went into a meat-raising rice noodle shop, ordered a bowl of rice noodles, put oily sea pepper, millet hot pepper, coriander, and chopped green onion in a free style to make a full river red.

To eat rice noodles, you have to drink alcohol, and it has to be white wine. By the way, you have to peel a few cloves of garlic.

Everything is hot, not only the taste buds in the mouth are dancing and twitching, but even the stomach seems to be burning.

A layer of profuse sweat broke out on his body, and his whole body was smooth, as if he had opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.

Han Lu's family is poor, as long as he can remember, he seems to be worried about money.Today's mutton is really delicious, he is very satisfied, and thought: I heard that the employees of the cultural and art center have a monthly salary of more than 700 yuan, and this rice noodle is only [-] yuan a bowl.Hey, in the future, you can open your crops and eat that kind of mutton powder without rice noodles.

He was amused by himself.

After dinner, Han Lu found a small hotel nearby, took a shower, and fell asleep early.

Probably because of the exhaustion of travel and boats, I didn't wake up until nine o'clock the next day, and I didn't even care about breakfast according to the time.He poured out the clothes in the bag and began to ponder.

When I graduated from Hanlu University, I had already attended classes for a period of time, and I already had experience in going to see a job.From his point of view, what he is going to now is a public institution.

White shirt, blue trousers and black leather shoes are essential.In addition, the hair is also neatly combed, and the hair is in the middle of the night.

Not to mention, with such a dress, a mature, stable, and gentle man appeared in the mirror, five years older than out of thin air, giving people a feeling of being solid, hardworking and trustworthy.

The small hotel is not far from the city's cultural and art center. You don't need to take a bus. After walking for about ten minutes, you can see a green brick house occupying the entire hillside from a distance, which is no different from an ordinary residential area.

But I saw a few small roads meandering between the buildings, and a Changan van passing through the narrow alley, honking its harsh horn.There are hawkers selling snacks on the street, and two old women are arguing for some reason, full of human fireworks.

Han Lu looked at the address on the dispatch list suspiciously, yes, it's here, but why doesn't it look like a cultural institution?
Never mind him, let's take a few steps first and have a look.

Walking along the path for a while, there is a small open space full of bicycles in front of me, and a small building next to it has lost the wall. There is a wooden board hanging on the door, and the letter "Jinsha City Branch of the Southwest Provincial Dance School" ten Two big characters, unfortunately, there is a pile of coal at the entrance of the building, and grass has grown on it.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, they are all products of the 80s and [-]s of the last century, dilapidated and old, with few windows and glass intact, just like ruins.

Everything seemed quiet and dilapidated.

"This is a dance school?" Han Lu scratched his head: "It can be regarded as a cultural unit, I don't know if it has something to do with the city's cultural and art center... It's already working hours, why can't you see a hair? "

It doesn't matter if he looks around at the door, he has already alarmed an old man in the reception room next to him.

The old man was about sixty years old, and he jumped out with a vigor rarely seen at his age, his face full of vigilance.He grabbed Han Lu's clothes and asked roughly, "Who are you, what are you doing, tell me the truth!"

"Hello, sir. My name is Han Lu. I was called by the Personnel Bureau. Is this the Municipal Culture and Art Center?"

"Ah, it turned out to be the leader of the bureau." The uncle was a little deaf, he hurriedly let go of his hand, put on a smile and rubbed Han Lu's arm a few times: "Recently we can't see a ghost here, and the thief sees the sky." It’s very annoying to follow things. Just now, the leader, you were aiming at the deer and deer ears. I thought I had caught a bad guy.”

"Leader...isn't it..." Han Lu waved his hand.

The uncle is hard of hearing, and his voice is very loud, almost yelling: "The leaders from above are all leaders, are you looking for Yang Guang? Yes, yes, this is the Municipal Culture and Art Center. Director Yang has something to go out, you have to wait a while , you go to the office to drink tea first."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but stuff Han Lu into a room next to him.

It turned out that the office of the Municipal Cultural Center was on the first floor, and the Yang Guang mentioned by the guard was the director of the center and the future leader of Han Lu.

While inviting Han Lu into the office, the uncle didn't pour any water for Han Lu. Instead, he turned on an unnamed loudspeaker device against the wall, and raised his voice: "Attention, attention, the person from the Municipal Personnel Bureau Leaders come to my center, to avenge grievances, to avenge vengeance! Come quickly, everyone, or he will escape if it is too late!"

The City Cultural Center is located on the hillside next to the city's main street. There were not so many vehicles on the street in the early 21st century, and it was very quiet in the morning.

The doorman's shout was really deafening, and his voice echoed among several old buildings.

"This..." Han Lu was stunned.

Xindao: Why do you regard me as a superior leader? Am I so old-fashioned?What is revenge for injustice, revenge for revenge, where to follow?
Before Han Lu could wake up, the uncle rushed out of the office, closed the door with a "bang", and locked it.

(End of this chapter)