Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 328 Background

After the college student who had just been assigned last year left the office, Gu Weijun immediately shook the phone on the table and asked, "Director, are you there?"

"I am Gu Weijun, Assistant to the Department of Western Europe. I have translated the news materials you asked me to translate before. Can I bring them to you now? I just have something I want to report to you!"

After hanging up the phone, Gu Weijun lit a cigarette and was halfway through smoking it. He looked at his watch and saw that it was just 8 o'clock in the morning. Then he went to the director's office with the previously translated press release.

The door of the director's office was ajar. After Gu Weijun knocked a few times, he pushed the door open, closed it and locked it with a bang.

The director, who was writing something at his desk, was stunned. After taking the translated news from Gu Weijun, he put it aside and looked at Gu Weijun questioningly.

Gu Weijun first handed the director a cigarette, and then asked in a low voice: "Director, the college student assigned to us this time is the one named Yu in our office. Do you know his origin?"

"Xiao Yu?" The director looked startled. He paused for a moment while holding the cigarette. After Gu Weijun helped to light it, he looked at him with an incomprehensible expression. Instead of answering his question directly, he asked: "Xiao Gu, is it? Is there something wrong?"

The director's reaction also made Gu Weijun look stunned. He immediately smiled and waved his hand, "No, no, I'm just curious and wanted to ask."

Then he quickly let out a hearty laugh, "Haha, after all, we are the first batch of people to work in our Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"We are of similar age, we can be said to be of the same age."

Opposite Gu Weijun's desk was Deputy Director Zheng, a female. Seeing that he was back, she nodded slightly and continued to translate press releases.

"I'm not married yet, so I'd be embarrassed if people heard about it."

Hey, interesting.

When Gu Weijun arrived at the director's office, the director immediately turned cold-faced, put out the cigarette immediately, sneered at the corner of his mouth, picked up the phone, and notified his secretary to call the college student surnamed Yu to his office.

As soon as he turned around, Gu Weijun's face darkened, "Humph," he snorted. It seemed that the newly assigned college student surnamed Yu had a good background. He was probably a second-generation student.

"I understand," the director waved his hand, "we have some lesbians who just like these things."

The director's words were all about protecting him.

"Can't we get along well with each other from now on?"

The director dusted off his cigarette and said, "You just said on the phone that you had something to report, right?"

The director's expression softened, his body leaned back slightly, and he nodded in approval, "Yes, Xiao Yu is a good comrade, but Xiao Gu, you are not bad either!"

"So, since you have a high rank, you should also help other comrades at work!"

"A friend asked if he could bring some pairs of stockings for his wife."

"Although you came to our Ministry of Foreign Affairs as a fresh graduate, you started working early and have already made a lot of contributions."

"Oh," Gu Weijun put his hand on his forehead, pretending to be embarrassed, "Isn't it that we are leaving for France next Monday?"

"Xiao Yu has a lot of things worth learning from me, such as diligence, motivation, etc."

"Besides, I heard from other colleagues that when we get to France, we have to rely on your network of contacts."

As soon as Gu Weijun sat down, he saw a college student surnamed Yu leaving the office. He looked in the direction that should be the director's office.

"Director, where are my connections? Our staff working abroad work hard to maintain them!" Gu Weijun smiled and nodded and walked out of the director's office. He carefully left a crack in the door for the director's office, then turned around and returned to his office. office desk.

Gu Weijun pretended not to know and continued to take out the drawings, but there was a hint of a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

"As long as your friends don't talk nonsense everywhere, after all, this is also a capitalist poison."

"Oh, haha." The director's expression became softer, and he leaned back completely, tapping Gu Weijun lightly with the finger holding a cigarette, "Is such a small thing worthy of your being so cautious?"

"No, I'll ask you this early in the morning while no one is around."

Deputy Director Zheng on the opposite side raised his head and glanced at the office, then gently knocked on the table with a steel plate. Gu Weijun raised his head in confusion and asked with his eyes.

Deputy Director Zheng pointed to the press releases waiting for translation at Gu Weijun's desk and whispered, "Xiao Gu, you have to translate all of these tonight."

Gu Weijun nodded, glanced at the thick news materials, smiled and thanked in a low voice: "Thank you, Sister Zheng, for reminding me, I know it well!"

On the other side, a college student surnamed Yu entered the director's office, locked the door at the director's instruction, stood in front of his desk, and shouted honestly: "Uncle Miao."

"Xiao Qiang, sit down." Director Miao waved his hand for him to sit down, and then threw a cigarette over. Yu Qiang took it in a panic, and quickly lit it for Director Miao.

Director Miao then asked: "Xiaoqiang, do you have any conflict with Gu Weijun?" Yu Qiang rolled his eyes slightly and said in a slightly weak tone, "No, Uncle Miao."

Director Miao sounded serious, tapped Yu Qiang hard with his finger, and warned: "Put your little thoughts away, don't look down on anyone!"

"The fact that he was able to climb to this position as soon as he graduated shows that he is still good at something!"

"As long as you keep your feet on the ground, with your background, your future will definitely be more promising than his!"

Yu Qiang felt a little aggrieved when he heard what Director Miao said, "Uncle Miao, I graduated from Beijing Foreign Studies University and was specially recruited by our Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"Why can't you compare to a mud-legged guy?"

"Isn't he a graduate of Tsinghua University?"

"How come he can be the assistant to the director as soon as he comes, serve as a department-level cadre and enjoy the treatment of deputy department level?"

"And I still have to work for a few more years before I can be promoted to associate department level!"

"Moreover, he usually doesn't do his job properly and doesn't know what to draw every day."

Director Miao remained cold-faced, but his tone became gentle, "Xiaoqiang, if you can make contributions to the country, you can be promoted quickly!"

"Do you have the ability to increase the country's raw silk exports to hundreds of millions of dollars?"

Yu Qiang was a little confused, and the hand holding the cigarette shook, "Shengsi, is it him?"

"That's right, so, Xiaoqiang, you have just come out of school. What you do in school will not work at work."

“You still have to work down-to-earth.”

"As long as the raw silk export business continues to rise steadily, no one can touch him. Don't worry about what he usually does."

"Okay, get out."

"Remember to have a good relationship with Gu Weijun in the future."

"Okay," Yu Qiang put out the cigarette butt and stood up, agreeing obediently, "Uncle Miao, I listen to you."

Director Miao tapped on both sides and felt that there should be no problem, so he continued to look down at the information about this trip to France.

After Yu Qiang left the director's office, he first gritted his teeth and showed a slightly ferocious expression, then took a deep breath, rubbed his face, and let his smile reappear before returning to the office.

As soon as he returned to the office, still a few steps away from Gu Weijun, Yu Qiang spoke enthusiastically in advance, "Section Chief Gu."

Gu Weijun raised his head slightly and responded with the same smile, "Hello, Xiao Yu, are you okay?"

Yu Qiang pointed to the thick stack of press releases waiting to be translated on Gu Weijun's desk, and asked enthusiastically: "Chief Gu, I think you are quite busy today, and I happen to be pretty good at foreign languages. Can I help you translate?"

"Besides, I can also ask my classmates for help!"

Gu Weijun's smile was a little more sincere, "Thank you very much, Xiao Yu. I don't mind you saying, this is a foreign language. I want to study more."

After Yu Qiang took away all the manuscripts on Gu Weijun's desk, Gu Weijun smiled again without explaining when he looked at Deputy Director Zheng.

But Deputy Director Zheng nodded to him and then shook his head.

Gu Weijun understood. He nodded because he didn't need to do all the extra translation work. It was wrong to distribute so many manuscripts. He shook his head because he should keep a few translation manuscripts for himself.

Gu Weijun smiled and said "It's okay" to Deputy Director Zheng opposite him, then lowered his head and continued drawing.

During lunch, Yu Qiang took the initiative to ask Gu Weijun to go to the cafeteria with him. Gu Weijun refused embarrassedly, "I really have something to do and I have to go out. Let's go together next time."

Seeing Yu Qiang's stiff face after being rejected, Gu Weijun also felt helpless. He really had something on his mind.

After Gu Weijun left the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he immediately stepped on the gas and rushed to the No. 1 Machine Tool Factory in Beijing.

(End of this chapter)