649: Why Is the Party History Office (3 More)

"Director..."

Wang Guangping's mouth seemed to be stuffed with a large walnut, his face was shaking, and he couldn't say a single word.

This kind of cold yamen of the Party History Office is to take a back seat, to provide pensions, and to leave the old cadres to show off their residual energy, and he is only in his early fifties this year, and he still has more than ten years of golden career.

Eight years ago, when he was in his prime, Wang Guangping, who had a promising career, was sent to the farm for renovation. He did not collapse. He struggled and believed that he could be reused, returned to the city, and resumed his job!

Eight years later, he really waited to return to the city.

Wang Guangping wanted to flex his muscles, but was assigned to the Ministry of Education.

It was difficult to accept this situation for a while, and Wang Guangping was also depressed for a while. But he refused to admit defeat, and soon realized that the Higher Education Department of the Ministry of Education was also beneficial and could help his son Wang Jianhua. Wang Guangping adjusted his mentality and actively pursued progress. He did a lot but made a lot of mistakes. Now he is directly assigned to the "Party History Office".

This blow is even bigger than the decentralization of farms back then.

The decentralization of farms is a special reason of the times, and it is not only Wang Guangping who has been devolved, but also others. Everyone was full of hope, and then they returned to the city on a large scale.

Now it is Wang Guangping who has been transferred to Leng Yamen alone.

Is there any hope of turning over in his life?

Wang Guangping's expression was gray, his hands were shaking violently, and he could not hold the thin order.

The director personally picked up the transfer order and put it back into Wang Guangping's hands:

"Comrade Guangping, you have to continue to work hard when you go to a new unit."

He even patted Wang Guangping's shoulder as an encouragement. Wang Guangping's feet were weak and his body was weak. In an instant, his energy and energy were taken away, and he looked older than the director.

I don't know how to get out of the office.

The comrades who led the unit on behalf of Deputy Director Tang bid farewell to Wang Guangping.

"I am very happy to do business with Comrade Guangping. I hope we will have the opportunity to do business in the future."

Deputy Director Tang said while he was pouting, he was just kidding, who wants to do business with Wang Guangping. The Party History Office is also a serious unit. Director Tang did not want to go to enjoy the happiness so early, and felt that he could still struggle in the field of education for many years!

Wang Guangping looked up at this famous old man.

"It's you……"

Director Tang shook his hand and said, "It's me! It's me who can't bear Comrade Guangping, but I also need to respect the opinions of the organization. Alas, I will never forget Comrade Guangping's care for me!"

Director Tang smiled, Wang Guangping had become a defeated general, and even if he said it nicely, it would not kill anyone.

These words, listening to Wang Guangping's ears is an admission.

He was transferred because of Director Tang!

He thought that the good old man would not be held accountable if he didn't move, but he didn't expect it to be so sinister. The Department of Higher Education is not a big hit in other places, but for a college student, it has a lot of power. Wang Jianhua is still studying at the Beijing Normal University, and if he turns his face with the surnamed Tang - Wang Guangping will hold the hand of Director Tang:

"If there is any offense in the past work, please forgive me."

The other comrades are still there, Wang Guangping said this, it means that the defeated rooster has surrendered to Director Tang.

Director Tang smiled and stopped talking.

Zhan Aiqun didn't shake hands with Wang Guangping, she was just joking.

Wang Guangping packed up his personal belongings and left his first work unit after returning to the city. He knew that he had no chance to return to the Higher Education Division. Now, before he retired, would he still have a chance to get up from the "Party History Office"?

Wang Guangping is not young anymore.

With so many young cadres waiting for promotion, who would think of him who was swept into the Party History Office!

How did things turn into such a bad situation, Wang Guangping staggered, hugged his personal belongings, and fell under the steps.

...

"I was transferred to the Party History Office?"

As soon as Xia Xiaolan finished the exam, Guan Huimo was waiting for her and brought her the news right away.

Xia Xiaolan really let out a sigh of relief.

She didn't mind how big an official Wang Guangping was, and she never expected a leader to embarrass her, an ordinary student. In a place like the Department of Higher Education, Wang Guangping failed to deal with her once, and there were endless troubles in the follow-up.

Wang Guangping was transferred to the Party History Office. Even a layman like Xia Xiaolan, who only knew about the fur, understood that it was a leisurely yamen for the elderly.

As the name suggests, it is a yamen that studies "party history", collects materials, edits and publishes series of party history books, and maintains revolutionary sites... Some comrades like this kind of work, and feel that there is not so much intrigue in the nobles. But for Wang Guangping, who is obsessed with power, this is probably the biggest torture.

Guan Huimo nodded, "Before there was another arrangement to transfer to the Cultural Relics Research Institute. Your grandfather Zhou said that people who are eager for quick success go to the Cultural Relics Research Institute, and those cultural relics are not safe, so let's go to the Party History Office, he can't move the revolutionary site. Walk."

Xia Xiaolan was amused and laughed. Guan Huimo's story is too vivid and interesting. Of course, the revolutionary ruins cannot be moved away. What does Wang Guangping do with cave dwellings and iron chain bridges?

Mr. Zhou is right, it is too unsafe for the cultural relics to let Wang Guangping go to the Cultural Relics Research Institute.

In the 1980s, the price of antiques was still not hot. In a few years, a random porcelain bowl could sell for hundreds of thousands. Comrade Wang Guangping's integrity is really worrying.

"Auntie, this is already the best result. It's all my business, and it's causing trouble for the Zhou family."

Xia Xiaolan is not greedy, it is impossible to slap Wang Guangping to the end, and it is not the Zhou family who has the final say in organizing appointments.

"No trouble, the old man just said something fair and put the facts out for the organization to take a look at. It's rare for the whole unit to hate him in a half-year class like him... The Higher Education Department, and even the Ministry of Education, I had a lot of opinions on him, but this time it's going with the flow."

Guan Huimo didn't want to mention Wang Guangping anymore. This person's affairs have nothing to do with the Zhou family anymore. Didn't Zhou Guobin say it, everyone is not the same person!

"By the way, your final exam is over. How are you going to spend the winter vacation this year? Return to Shangdu?"

Xia Xiaolan is embarrassed: "I haven't gone back so soon. I have to do something else during the winter vacation. Auntie, is there any news from Zhou Cheng? It will be a while since his quarantine review is over. How did the army arrange for him?"

Xia Xiaolan and Zhou Cheng have not seen each other for two months.

I went through so many things in the middle, can Xia Xiaolan not want to?

Guan Huimo also understood.

If Xia Xiaolan didn't ask anything related to Zhou Cheng, Guan Huimo would be chilled.

"If I told you, it would be a violation of discipline... But Auntie knows that you are in control and won't talk nonsense to the outside world, right?"

Auntie, can you not be so skinny? !

Wasn't it quite cold before, Xia Xiaolan still had to coax:

"Don't tell the public, just tell me."

Guan Huimo pointed to the guide.

"Still in Fujian?"

Guan Huimo smiled and shook her head, "In Pengcheng."