Director of the Centre

Chapter 244
Because of taking in Song Xiuyan, a high-ranking apprentice, and taking medicine on time, Tao Tao has been in a very good state of mind for more than a month, with a rosy face that is shining with kindness and kindness.

So, when Han Lu came home drunk and smelly, and fell on the bed with a bang, she didn't get angry as usual, and even drove her husband to sleep on the sofa.

Instead, he said with a smile: "Master is back?"

"came back."

"Master, you have broken your heart and turned your head gray because of this family. You have worked so hard, so let the slave family serve you!"

After all, he had to go to the bedroom bathroom to wash Han Lu's feet.

Han Lu stood up abruptly: "I can't afford to provoke you, I will do it myself."

While soaking his feet, he told his wife about sending off Song Qingshan to retire today.

Tao Tao sighed, time flies so fast, Lao Song retired in a blink of an eye, and I still remember the situation when you reported to the unit.At that time I was not yet thirty, now we have been married for ten years, our children are in the second grade of elementary school, and I am also old.

Han Lu snorted: "You are old, why are you so old? Your fingers don't touch the spring water, and you are still like a girl now. Look at my belly, it is tortured by life like three months pregnant."

Tao Tao: "What are you complaining about, like a resentful woman, do you want me to make it up to you?"

After snorting, she looked at Han Lu with her eyes rippling.Han Lu felt the danger: "Please let me go...hehe, don't make trouble, I have something to tell you."

"Quickly tell me, I have to get up and take Xiao Song for a run tomorrow, so don't delay dozing off."

Han Lu: "This matter is really related to Song Xiuyan, sister, do you feel that Xiao Song seems a little depressed?"

Tao Tao: "Depression, I am depressed. I am very depressed when I live with you."

"No, no, listen to me." Our director Han thought for a while and said: "Sister, there is nothing you can do if you have a physical problem. You gave birth to Han Jin, a baby bump for me, and even postpartum depression , I am very very grateful, and I also feel guilty. Because of the depression patient at home, I am very sensitive to this disease, and you are just a fan of the authorities."

He continued: "The biggest problem for patients with depression is that they can't control their emotions. When they get sick, they will become manic, throw things, hurt themselves, and hurt their family members. Xiao Song comes to our house to practice exercises every day. After observing for a while, I found that he is a little Something is wrong. For example, crying, if you fail to sing an aria well, and you reprimand me, you keep wiping your tears."

Tao Tao didn’t take it seriously: “Artists are fragile and sensitive, and they are strict with themselves. This is true the more talented they are. Besides, he is just a doll. He was criticized by the master, and it was normal for him to cry a few times. Sometimes, no, I often cry."

Han Lu: "How old were you when you cried?"

"It's about ten years old. After 12 years old, when you become sensible, you won't cry... This..." Tao Tao suddenly felt that something was wrong. When she was crying, she was just a child, and Song Xiuyan was almost 20 years old, and she was an adult. It's too immature and abnormal to still shed tears when you're human.

Han Lu: "The biggest problem for patients with depression is that they have poor discrimination ability. They can't tell whether others are kind or malicious towards them. Anyway, when encountering things, they are blindly manic and want to destroy something to vent. But you are his master. You trust him [-]%. When you criticize him, your reason tells him that it is good for him, but you can’t accept it in your heart and can only cry. Is it depression or something, I am a little afraid of accidents. Tao Tao, just now I told Song Tian said that his son didn't look right, and he scolded my mother. I think so, if the child is really sick and something happens in your hands, I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain to the parents. Then..."

"So what, did you tell me not to teach Song Xiuyan?" Tao Tao asked loudly.

"No, no, I think we should be more careful. Song Xiuyan is very talented, he is just a young man in Tsing Yi, but if he is sick, he still needs to be treated. After all, he is not our child."

Tao Tao: "He is my child, his own."

Han Lu drank a little too much, and he really didn't have the energy to argue with his wife: "Okay, dear, you can think about it yourself."

"There's nothing to think about."

Tao Tao said a few other words to her husband, and she felt better again: "Xiao Han, rest."

Han Lu shuddered.

After the new year, in February, the weather starts to heat up.The shade is okay, bask in the sun for a while, and keep you sweating profusely.

It was a sunny day for half a month, the sun was shining brightly everywhere, and the air seemed to be burning.

At the same time, the employees of the cultural and art center were also holding back a fire.

The thing is, every year after the new year, the city will hold a meeting to decide the financial allocation of each unit for this year.Unfortunately, the new appropriation in the arts and culture has been cut a lot, from 2000 million to 800 million.

The 200 million cut off seems wrong, but it is fatal.Because the previous 2000 million was only enough to pay salaries and daily expenses for everyone, without this money, we would be in short supply.

Han Lu was helpless, so he had to borrow money, and the debt of the center further increased.

Not only can your public institution fail to create social and economic value, but it has also placed so many bad debts, which will inevitably cause dissatisfaction from the top.

Consequences emerge.

On this day, Song Tian, ​​the director of the creative office, went to the archives room next door to find a notebook. He has been fine recently and fished every day during working hours.Han Lu was very dissatisfied, and from time to time he asked him indiscriminately how the progress of "Hao Ran Cheng Kun" was, and Lao Song, please write a few strokes.Is it inappropriate for your progress bar to not be driven for a year?
Song Tian has a set of unit dormitories in name, but now the rent of the tenants is paid to the office, which is no different from having only one set.He was very dissatisfied with Han Lu, and even fought against Han Lu for a long time because of this matter.

Quarrels are quarrels, but these days he suddenly had some inspiration and decided to write a few lyrics.Not for his Han Lu, but only for my grandfather's liking.

The archives room is well managed, all the materials are sorted into hundreds of metal cabinets, and the inside is also spotless.

While looking through, Aunt Xia Xia Jiayue came in: "Song Tian, ​​you are also looking for information."

Song Tian was a little strange: "You don't sing or go to work, what are you doing here?"

Aunt Xia: "Old Song, I want to ask you something about the establishment of the unit."

Song Tian: "What do you want me to do? I'm not a leader, I'm just a dawdler. Ask Han Lu."

"Ask Director Han, I have to dare." Aunt Xia: "Old Song, you are also the director of the creative office and a middle-level cadre, and the news is better than that of the people like me. You don't know, recently, people in the work unit have been panicked. , if this continues, something will happen.”

When it comes to the issue of establishment, that is what everyone cares about, Song Tian is no exception.Hearing Xia Jiayue say that people's minds in the work unit were in a mess, she immediately paid attention to it: "What's wrong?"

Xia Jiayue: "I heard that, the unit's financial appropriation has been cut."

"I know, so what if it's cut off, we all get a fixed salary, no matter how poor Han Lu is, he doesn't dare to pay everyone a dime less."

"No, no, the superior seems to want to reform."

"Reform?" This is not good news, and Song Tian's heart tightened: "Are you going to cut down the establishment and turn your business into an enterprise?"

"I haven't heard of such a thing."

"Then why are you nervous?"

"No, I heard a piece of news, let's think about it." Aunt Xia said, "Do you know that, recently, the national policy has come down, and many public institutions in the city have transferred to the second category of public welfare?"

Song Tian: "Don't we have a cultural and art center?"

Aunt Xia nodded worriedly: "Without us."

(End of this chapter)