Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Qian Duofa looked up at Xie Xingsong who walked in, his brows slightly frowned, but the frown soon disappeared.

He put down the teacup in his hand, put on a smile and waved to Xie Xingsong: "Xiao Xie, it's you! Come and sit down."

Xie Xingsong turned around and closed the door. He didn't notice the extra money and thought it was just like usual.

With a smile on his face, he walked quickly to the desk and took out the prepared gift from his inner pocket.

"Director Qian, I have purchased some good stuff. I'd like you to taste it."

After saying that, she gently placed the gift in her hand on the desk and pushed it towards him.

This was not the first time that Xie Xingsong had come to Qian Duofa for the position of canteen director, and now he was familiar with the process.

Qian Duofa naturally knew why he came here, but now that his position was gone, things were becoming difficult.

He glanced at the things on the desk, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked them up. He held them in his hand, and it felt familiar.

Qian Duofa reached out, opened a drawer on one side, and threw the gift in.

The gift slid in the drawer, and a little gold light appeared from the bag.

Seeing that he accepted the gold leaf as usual, Xie Xingsong was relieved and smiled and bowed: "Director Qian, are you satisfied?"

Qian Duofa looked embarrassed because the appointment was issued directly from above. He went to his acquaintance in the Personnel Department to inquire about the situation.

Normally, a director of such a small canteen would not be directly appointed by the higher-ups, and it is likely that he would be promoted by his direct supervisor.

Now that I've been suddenly stuck in the middle, it's really uncomfortable.

If it weren't for Xie Xingsong's operation, it wouldn't be a big deal if I took his things.

But he took the money but didn't get the job done. It was like a slap in his face! How could he appreciate the gifts in the future?

When Xie Xingsong saw the expression on his face, his heart skipped a beat and the smile on his face faded a little.

He cautiously probed: "Director Qian, this...is it difficult to handle?"

The voice brought Qian Duofa back to his senses. When he raised his head, he saw the expression on Xie Xingsong's face.

Qian Duofa suppressed his dissatisfaction, relaxed his brows, poured a cup of tea for Xie Xingsong and handed it to him.

"Xiao Xie! To be honest, this matter is neither difficult nor not difficult to handle."

Xie Xingsong was a little dazed. He took the teacup mechanically, but was scalded by the hot tea and came to his senses. He looked at Qian Duofa in confusion.

"What do you mean by that? I can't figure it out."

Qian Duofa smiled again and waved to Xie Xingsong to sit down: "Let's talk slowly."

Even though Xie Xingsong was very anxious, he had to follow his instructions as the matter depended on the money in front of him.

Holding the teacup, he turned around and walked to a chair not far from the desk and sat down facing Qian Duofa, waiting for the next words.

Qian Duofa took a sip of tea and slowly expressed his thoughts: "Xiao Xie, this matter of yours should have come naturally.

However, the new director was directly appointed by the Personnel Department. I specifically asked someone about this matter."

This statement shows that he did not take the money without doing the job. Look! I even did you a favor, so the money was not taken in vain.

After hearing this, Xie Xingsong naturally understood the meaning of his words. Seeing that he was not fooling him, he nodded slightly in agreement.

Qian Duofa saw that he understood what he meant, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he continued: "I think you also know the difference here.

Now that the person has taken office, it is almost impossible to change it. So I said it is difficult to do. "

"That shouldn't be difficult to handle?" Xie Xingsong spoke up at the right time. This was also something he was concerned about.

"I said it's not difficult to do. It's about upgrading your level. I can give you ideas to make it happen. Do you want to consider it?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xie Xingsong, waiting for his choice. Being able to say this is also a model of getting paid to do things.

Xie Xingsong's expression changed for a moment, and he frowned and looked at Qian Duofa: "Director, can you tell me more about the latter?"

Seeing him ask this, Qian Duofa thought he was inclined to the latter. It seemed that his face was saved, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Xiao Xie, it's like this. I can transfer you to a subordinate unit and raise your rank.

Then when there is an opportunity, I can transfer back. What do you think? I have done my best. "

Xie Xingsong agreed with this statement, and some of his dissatisfaction disappeared.

This operation does require more effort and a lot of favors.

But it is said so easily now, and problems will easily arise if this process is repeated too much.

It may be easy to be transferred out, because being transferred from a department down is considered as being "exiled".

But when the time comes to transfer from the lower level to the department, the difficulty will be much higher, and the uncertainty of returning will be too great.

And the callback time will definitely not be short, and nothing can be said when that time comes.

Now the salary reform has not been carried out yet, the treatment in the subordinate units is definitely not as good as that in the department, and some things are difficult to handle.

Xie Xingsong made up his mind and looked at Qian Duofa with a firm expression: "Director, I appreciate your kindness. I am very grateful.

If, I mean, if something goes wrong with the cafeteria work, will you resign?"

Qian Duofa's face changed. He didn't expect Xie Xingsong to choose this path. A trace of anger flashed between his brows.

He didn't expect that even though he had given such a good plan, Xie Xingsong still chose to cause trouble.

Qian Duofa's impression of him became worse. He used to think that this person could be helped, but it seems that he overestimated him.

He suppressed his emotions, kept his expression calm, took a sip of tea, and suppressed his anger.

While drinking tea, Qian Duofa thought for a moment and finally made his promise.

“If you are not competent for your job, you have failed the trust of the organization.

Such cadres are incompetent and must step down and let others do the work to cultivate their own abilities.”

Upon hearing this, Xie Xingsong realized that he would get Qian Duofa's support, and his face immediately showed joy. He quickly stood up to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, Director! Thank you, Director! Sorry to bother you. I'll come back to you to taste it when I find something good!"

Qian Duofa's impression of him had changed at this time, and they would talk about the future later.

He had lost interest in Xie Xingsong's words and waved at him: "Xiao Xie, then you go and get busy first!"

Seeing this, Xie Xingsong felt that he had achieved his goal and knew it was time to leave.

He bowed and smiled at Qian Duofa: "Director, you are busy. I will take my leave now!"

Qian Duofa looked at him indifferently, waved his hand rather listlessly, and signaled that he could leave.

Xie Xingsong didn't notice these changes. He turned around happily and walked towards the office door.

"Things can only be done three times!"

Qian Duofa's voice came from behind. Xie Xingsong paused, but did not turn around and continued to walk forward.