Director of the Centre

Chapter 43

That's what Han Lu planned in his heart. He set off on the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month and ran for two days on the road, trying to see his mother before thirty.

There is still a performance on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month in the center, isn't that embarrassing?
Seeing Han's unhappiness on the road, the man snorted: "Why, there is something to do during the Spring Festival, no matter how important it is to work? It's not like you don't know the current situation of the center."

Han Lu: "Work is important..."

The man interrupted him: "Everyone in the office has to be on duty, no leave is allowed, you can't do something special."

Han Lu: "I just started working, and this is the first time I've lived outside..."

The man said impatiently: "Young people should love their work and not think about themselves too much. If I don't want to be on duty, I won't be able to go home?"

He spoke aggressively, with the attitude of a veteran teaching a rookie, and basically prevented Han Lu from finishing his sentence.

Han Lu said in a deep voice: "Brother Song, as far as I know, you are a local, and your parents are both in Shizhong District. You can walk home in 10 minutes, right?"

If you say in front of me that you won't go home, you're just farting!

Brother Song had a rude attitude: "No matter how far or near you are, you are not allowed to ask for leave."

Han Lu was annoyed, but he suppressed his unhappiness: "Brother Song, I will write a note to Lao Wang."

Brother Song shook his head: "Han Lu, Lao Wang won't allow leave."

Han Lu: "Brother Song, I respect that you are a senior who told you about this matter. Let's take a look at this matter. Employees in the unit ask for leave according to the rules and regulations, and first seek approval from the department head. Report to the leaders of the center. Then, let me ask Brother Song, are you and I a direct subordinate relationship?"

Brother Song's complexion changed instantly. He was already handsome, but his skin was so fair that it turned blue.This annoyance turned purple immediately, and he shouted: "Han Lu, what do you mean, do you want to use the leader to suppress me? Yes, yes, I, Song Tian, ​​am just an ordinary worker, but you, as a member of the group , do you have to discuss with me if you want to ask for leave?"

Han Lu sneered in his heart, and discussed with you, who are you and why?
After half a year of training, Wang Bin and Chang Yuehua took two solid lessons. Our Comrade Xiaohan is determined to follow these two as an example and cultivate his mind.

Seeing that Song Tian turned his back on him, he was not angry at the moment: "Aren't you going to discuss this with you? Okay, I've finished talking. I'll go to the street to buy some New Year's goods for my old lady. Brother Song, please stay at home and look after the stall."

After all, he ignored it, put on his bag, rode on the mountain bike that Zhong Xiaoqin bought for 50 yuan at the door, and went out happily.

If the scene that happened in the office just now falls into the eyes of outsiders, they will probably think that Song Tian is Han Lu's direct leader.

But in fact, Song Tian, ​​like Han Lu, is an ordinary office worker, and even entered the office a month later than our Comrade Xiao Han.

Song Tian is 35 years old this year. He used to be a student of the Peking Opera Troupe. He was recruited into the troupe after graduating from elementary school and sent to an art school. He is an old member.

He is a third-level actor with an intermediate professional title.

The center is initially established, and the personnel of various departments are adjusting and adapting.

Song Tian's business ability is average, and it has declined sharply in recent years, and most of the time he just dealt with it.When I performed in a certain prefecture-level city last year, I was booed by a knowledgeable audience.

It's not that he has a weak voice or something wrong with his body, the main reason is that he is not in good condition and has no interest in singing.

The reason is simple, Xiaosheng's dramas are full of wit and beauty.With the aging of the theater troupes in the center, Song Tian really lost his enthusiasm for the aunt and aunt who played the rich lady on the stage, and he couldn't get into the play.

Once on stage, it was like sleepwalking.

Besides, although he was born handsome, once he crossed the threshold of 35 years old, his endocrine awakened, and beards sprouted from his cheeks like mushrooms after rain, so it seemed inappropriate to play Jia Baoyu as Xiaosheng.

As he got older, he didn't even think about changing his career.

Considering that he was an old employee after all, the center transferred him to the office to be Wang Bin's subordinate.

After all, this master has been in the center for 20 years, and even Lao Wang gave him three points.He also bullied Han Lu as a newcomer, and when he arrived at the office, he bossed around and directly bypassed Wang Bin to arrange work for Han Lu, making him look like a director.

Han Lu didn't like him, but after thinking about it, in a few months, Jinsha City's [-] public examination should be announced.

In the past six months, he also learned about the situation of the local public examinations in the past years. The admission scores were not high, and the competition was not fierce.

For this exam, Han Lu didn't say he was [-]% sure, but he was [-]% sure.

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly widened: "Anyway, I'm leaving soon, and there's no point in getting angry with Song."

The less trouble, the better.

But Song Tian took his kindness as weakness, and his words and deeds today are even more excessive.

Han Lu felt a little annoyed, and decided to ignore this bastard, and ask Lao Wang for leave later.

As soon as I rode my bicycle out of the gate of the center, a woman's voice yelled crisply: "Turn it, turn it!"

It was Zhong Xiaoqin, who happened to be coming from the other side.

Han Lu became nervous, turned the bicycle faucet, and rushed towards her: "I will abduct you to death!"

Zhong Xiaoqin: "You are dead, you still want to hit me." She slapped him on the shoulder and asked, "Brother, where are you going?"

Han Lu pinched the car brake and stood still: "It's not Chinese New Year, go to the street to buy some New Year's goods for my mother."

Zhong Xiaoqin: "That's right, we should buy something for our mother to take home, brother, I will accompany you."

"What my mother, don't take advantage of me."

Zhong Xiaoqin asked with a smile: "Brother, do you know what to buy and where to buy it?"

Han Lu scratched his head: "I really don't know."

"That's right." Zhong Xiaoqin took advantage of the opportunity and sat in the back seat of the car: "You need a beautiful shopping guide like me. My classmates are selling souvenirs. I will take you there and give you a discount."

"That's a good relationship, but we have to agree not to hug my waist."

"Okay, I won't touch you."

Having said that, Jinsha City is full of hills and bumps, and Han Lu couldn't ride a few steps, so Zhong Xiaoqin still put his arms around his waist.

Han Lu could only let her go and asked, "Sister Zhong, are you going to this Spring Festival sympathy performance? How many performances will you perform?"

"Only one performance, on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, brother, let's have a reunion dinner together after the performance, Xiao Liang is still talking about him, Uncle Han!"

"Who wants to reunite with you, what's the matter if I don't reunite with you?"

"You want to go back to your hometown, how many days have you asked for leave?"

Han Lu replied: "I haven't asked for leave yet, I'll talk about it later when I see Wang Bin."

Soon, the two reached a street and stopped.There is a big market next to it, bustling with people, so lively.

Han Lu pushed the cart and walked inside while talking to Zhong Xiaoqin.

In less than half a day, they arrived at a smoker shop selling bacon and sausages.

The proprietress is a woman, chubby, with a round face, she can compete with Zhong Xiaoqin.

What Zhong Xiaoqin and Han Lu recommended was the air-dried beef made by her family.

Han Lu took a piece of beef cut by the proprietress with scissors, tasted it, and felt that the taste was really good, so he bought a few catties.

Everyone talked for a while, and Han Lu and Zhong Xiaoqin went to Shunfeng Express to send the meat home.

Shunfeng Express is located by the Jinsha River. There is a viewing platform here, which is a check-in attraction for tourists.

The two were walking by the river.

Zhong Xiaoqin stopped suddenly, and looked at Han Lu with a smile: "Han Lu, how is your sister's relationship with you?"

"It must be good, what is our relationship, you are my first friend after coming to the cultural center, and also my best friend. :"

Zhong Xiaoqin suddenly asked with a stern face: "Han Lu, you are not mean enough, you don't take care of your sister when you have good things, and sister Wu is still chasing you so stubbornly, you are a scumbag!"

Han Lu was a little confused: "Sister, why can't I understand what you said?"

Zhong Xiaoqin sneered: "Pretend, keep pretending, you think you don't know, you are a social butterfly, you have only been in the center for a few months, you run outside all day, and you know the land of Jinsha City well. How should I say it, according to The way we say in Southwest Province is——Bang Bang behind the door is alive.——Since you are ruthless, then I won’t talk nonsense with you, goodbye!”

"Courtesy girl, what, it's too insulting for me to be called such a man." Han Lu smiled and said, "Sister, don't you want to eat roast sausage, please."

"What are you eating, my stomach hurts... When you perform on stage, you can't get spicy or meaty, and you don't eat any meat."

Han Lu said: "Just don't put chili, don't worry, now the intestines are full of cornmeal and mashed potatoes, if you want to eat meat, dream!"

Zhong Xiaoqin couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, she had a fierce ideological struggle, and finally said, let's have two skewers!
(End of this chapter)