On the wall directly behind the desk, which is above the back of the head when people sit down, there is a bust of Mr. Zhou, a great proletarian revolutionary, politician, military strategist and diplomat.

The whole space was originally ordinary.

Because of this half-length photo, a serious and solemn atmosphere immediately emerged.

The Human Resources Department arranged for a young comrade to come and deliver the work certificate, and introduced along the way:
"Director Lu, there is a safe under the desk. Some important documents can be placed in it. You need to set the password yourself."

"OK, thanks."

After seeing off the young comrade from the Human Resources Department, Lu Miao lowered his head to look at his work ID.

——Director of Information Group of International Department: Lu Miao.

I originally thought that the best I could do was to be a deputy director of a deputy senior baseline, but I didn't expect that I had underestimated myself.

How could he become a full director at the division level?

Lu Miao couldn't help but tease.

Even though she is in the third grade, her father will have to whip her to death.

After taking off his clothes, Lu Miao walked to the desk and studied it for a while before he solved the problem of the safe in the cabinet under the desk.

Yu Hong took the file from Teacher Tan.

While she was sorting out trivial documents at the desk, Yu Hong went to get daily necessities such as manuscript paper, ink, and file bags.

Having spent a long time with Teacher Tan in the past, Lu Miao already knew the relevant work schedule thoroughly.

Although she is in the "International Department Information Group", there is currently a shortage of talent. At critical moments, it still depends on mobilization and cooperation. She will go wherever she is needed.

Seniors who are older than her all have multiple roles.

She had just started her job, so even if she wasn't capable of handling important tasks, she still had to do miscellaneous translations.

In short, it is simply impossible to just do your job.

Spreading out the manuscript paper, Lu Miao filled his pen with ink and began his busy day.

What Lu Miao didn't know was that during her tenure, something happened in the corner that she was not aware of.

Chen Qinghai, who had always targeted her, was stripped of his title of "team leader" because of what happened at the Foreign Affairs Mansion last year.

Later, after being removed from the second-level translation group 6, he was assigned to another group and started working as a translator.

Chen Qinghai was thinking about making a comeback, so he behaved himself for a while.

Because of his last year of studies, Lu Miao hardly came here for a while.

Chen Qinghai thought she would never come again, but who would have known that she would go straight to the third floor after graduation?
That’s the director on the third floor!

Not even deputy director yet!

Upon hearing the exact news, Chen Qinghai felt dizzy.

He didn't understand why there was such unfairness in this world?
He is proficient in two foreign languages. How much work has he done to help the society solve problems?
To say half a lifetime is an exaggeration.

He has been in the company for nearly ten years, and has been working hard for five or six years, but what about it?
He didn't even touch the edge of the third floor!

That arrogant and conceited girl actually became the director of the third floor as soon as she left school!
Chen Qinghai was devastated and found it hard to accept, and felt an unprecedented sense of unwillingness.

But he also understands.

His personal background had already been tainted by his previous experience at the Foreign Affairs Office.

It is not easy to return to the position of team leader now.

If you want to go up...

Maybe there is still a chance, but it is very slim.

Chen Qinghai was in a heavy mood and couldn't tell whether he was feeling regret or hatred.

But he considers himself a man of integrity.

Rather than having to act according to Lu Miao's mood in the future, he might as well not do it.

So, on the tenth day of the first lunar month.

Chen Qinghai finished the manuscript assignment for the day early. He sat at his desk for half an afternoon in deep thought. Finally, before leaving get off work, Chen Qinghai took the initiative to submit his resignation letter.

The British News Agency had long anticipated and prepared for his resignation.

So there is no need to arrange any handover.

Just the three words "read and approved" were enough to completely draw a line between us.

Chen Qinghai packed up his things and left sadly. During about the same time, what was Lu Miao doing?

After the New Year, we resumed work until the 13th day of the first lunar month, and the work on technical documentation came to a temporary halt.

Including the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, she and a group of senior colleagues took two days of staggered rest.

I have been very busy recently. Although I did not receive any salary compensation, I received all the material subsidies that the company should have given me during holidays.

During the Spring Festival and Lantern Festival, Lu Miao received two kilograms of biscuits, two kilograms of oil, and 25 kilograms of rice.

Putting it all together, it's almost enough food for an adult woman for a month. The key is fine grain.

Lu Yuanzheng's school and Fu Jingyou's unit also received rice, grain and oil.

On the way home, Lu Miao couldn't help laughing when he heard Fu Jingyou talking about this:
"We received six kilograms of oil and sixty-five kilograms of rice. If this continues, if there are more festivals, we won't have to go out to buy food."

"How can such a good thing happen?"

Fu Jingyou joined the company half a year earlier than Lu Miao, so he knows more about some situations:
"This is a traditional big day, and you worked overtime, so you can get so much. Usually, there are only a few kilograms of rice, or some side dishes."

Lu Miao pouted his lips, then pursed them and smiled:
"That's because I thought too much. I thought too well, haha~"

Fu Jingyou shook his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled with a gentle look in his eyes.

Having said that, no matter how much the stuff is, having this benefit is already very good.

If you spend a little more money, you can buy rice at the grain station or food station.

Oil is not easy to get.

There is only a small monthly quota, and there are many children in the family, so it is quite tight most of the time.

Thanks to this benefit provided by the company, our family gradually became more well-fed with rapeseed.

"Brother You~"

"Ok?"

"I'll take two days off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, how about you?"

"The day after tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. What's up? Do you want to go to the Friendship Store? Or go to the movies?"

"forget it!"

Lu Miao shook his head anxiously, as if he was too lazy to do anything, and leaned softly on the passenger seat.

"I just want to have a good sleep for two days. Tell my aunt not to wake me up so early in the morning! After I have had enough sleep, I will go to the courtyard and the store over there."

Fu Jingyou listened and immediately covered the back of her hand with his big hand: "Take a proper rest. You haven't rested much in recent times."

"Oh, I know~!"

Lu Miao responded softly with a smile.

That night she took a nice bath, lay in his arms, and only felt at ease when he held her in his arms around her waist while she slept.

The entertainment options were too limited and she was too interested in everything.

Resting, catching up on sleep and being intimate with him are probably the most direct ways for her to recharge.

Knowing how hard she had worked recently, Fu Jingyou couldn't bear to bother her.

He stretched out his long arm and turned off the light. Fu Jingyou lay on his back with his back against the pillow, and Lu Miao, holding her in his arms, fell into a deep sleep together.

The children officially start school on the tenth day of the first lunar month and have a day off on the Lantern Festival.

The next day, Fu Jingyou got up early in the morning, packed up and sent the children to school as usual before going back to the factory.

He added some new coal to the kang, and before leaving, he pecked Lu Miao's lips again and again. (End of this chapter)

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