Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

Kou Cha: "This is very common. Many companies now have people who want to join the party, but there is no quota. Speaking of which, how much tax did your company pay last year? Do you usually do any public welfare activities?"

The president thought for a while: "There is still 2000 million. As for public welfare activities, I started to do them at the end of last year. Didn't I connect with several foster care centers? I just didn't have a suitable plan or contract. Otherwise, Ji Teacher, you help me get the foster care center by the way, money is not a problem."

Ji Boyan frowned: "Foster care center? What do you want to do?"

CEO: "As for those cats and dogs, strays are very pitiful, so they are caught and neutered and then adopted by others. I expected to reduce the number of stray cats and dogs, but now I feel that I can't push it. I adopted one myself. Only."

Ji Boyan: "Let's talk about that. I'll help you settle the quota issue first. Which street are you from? I'll go and ask for you. Next month, I will have a training for party activists in the whole district. . If you don’t get the quota, you will have to wait another three months.”

President: "XX Street, I'm waiting for your good news."

He hung up the phone, went to the corner, picked up the big orange cat who was a dishwasher, and rubbed its little head very gently: "Dumpling, your mother is back, but she doesn't recognize us, what are you going to do?"

The dish washer is now adopted by the president and has been renamed as Dumpling to commemorate the first meal Xiaomeng cooked for him.

Dumpling meowed a few times, obediently rubbed against the CEO's hand, and the CEO patted its belly: "Hey, I know what your mother is afraid of. Let's wait until he is willing to come to us."

In the evening, Ji Boyan called the secretary of XX Street: "Hello, sister Qi? Are you eating?"

Sister Qi was full of anger: "I just ate, what's wrong, Teacher Ji?"

Ji Boyan: "Is your street full of activists joining the party in spring? Is there a lot of places? I asked Wu Chen, and Wu Chen said that he hadn't registered yet, so I came to ask you. If you have more, add one for me." , a boss I know is also a big taxpayer in your street."

Sister Qi rolled her eyes: "What boss?"

Ji Boyan had a direct showdown: "The surname is Qin."

Sister Qi: "Are you talking about the old ones or the young ones? The old ones are often in contact with us on the street. I have already given them two places. The young ones haven't given them yet, and they haven't asked for them."

As soon as Ji Boyan heard this, he knew that Sister Qi was going to give him a favor: "The younger one, there is a quota, right? Okay, I will ask their branch secretary to come over to get the booklet and materials, and I will say nothing?"

Sister Qi: "Hey, bring a few more events at the end of the year. The glutinous rice balls you made in the community at the end of last year are pretty good."

Ji Boyan: "I did it purely because I didn't have the funds. Now that you let this boss get the quota, isn't it a matter of whether your street wants to sponsor the event?"

Sister Qi: "Okay, okay, let me tell Ah Chen, you tell him to come and get it earlier, and Wu Chen will teach him after he gets it."

After Ji Boyan hung up the phone, he called the president: "It's done."

The president jumped three feet high: "Thank you teacher, thank you teacher, what should I do next?"

Ji Boyan: "Take your branch secretary and go to the street office building to find a man named Wu Chen. He will give you a brochure and promotional materials, and then you can make up whatever he asks you to make up. You can do it tonight." I have written the application for joining the party, remember to write it by hand, and the handwriting is correct, and it’s better to copy it online, don’t copy things from the past few years. I’ll send you a few articles, and you can make it up yourself, and pay about 3000.”

The president was silent for a while: "Are you serious? Do you want to write it by hand?!"

Ji Boyan: "Do you have any comments?"

CEO: "No, I will correct my attitude!"

In the middle of the night, the president hugged the cat and stayed up late copying the application for party membership, so much so that the secretary took out a small handkerchief to wipe his tears, and took a photo of the president's serious study and sent it to the chairman.

Which president is the most handsome? !The president who studies hard is the most handsome!

The young model holding the [-]th line in the chairman's arms was very surprised: "Is this the sun rising from the west? My son wants to study hard to join the party?!"

Of course, he complained about it, and the first thing he wanted to do was to care about the CEO's serious illness, which couldn't be cured. It would be impossible to pray to God or Buddha. In the end, he could only believe in science and materialism.

The president is very serious: "Why are you so superficial! Do you have any political awareness! Am I that kind of person?! I want to contribute my insignificant strength to the society! I want to keep up with the pace! Be a good five in the new era youth!"

The chairman hung up the phone, and then called the secretary: "Call him 120, he's probably seriously ill, and he won't give up on himself just because his crush ran away!"

Secretary: "I think... the boss really wants to study hard this time! He's already copying books seriously!" Although the president took out his mobile phone after copying for a while, he took out the photo of Xiao Meng that he secretly took before.

The chairman rubbed his chin: "I still think his motives are impure! Maybe someday I will have to give him prison food!"

The secretary clenched his fists: "I believe there will be no such day!"

She hung up the phone and graciously made a cup of tea for the CEO: "Cassia chrysanthemum tea, eyesight! The boss is tired, remember to take a break!"

The president raised his head: "You said, Xiao Meng has come back to work on the party building. If I just join the party now, will I not be able to keep up?"

The secretary was stunned: "The co-author boss, you really have impure motives!"

The president was very aggrieved: "What can I do! I also want to find a reason to approach him and understand him so that he can eliminate the prejudice against me as an upstart before! Am I actively improving myself! I even went through the back door today and asked for a spot ! This quota is very difficult to get! I still owe people favors!"

The secretary hurriedly opened the book for him: "Then boss, hurry up and write! Let us pass the party school exam in one go!"

The president tilted his head: "What? Still have an exam?"

The secretary blinked and blinked: "You don't even know? After submitting the application for joining the party, after talking and exchanging, taking the party school exam, and passing the certificate, you are an active member of the party. Then you have to stay for a full year before you can become an active member of the party. Development targets... Anyway, it will take several years before and after, it is impossible for you to join the party immediately after submitting the application, and you will be checked several times."

The president immediately collapsed: "I didn't study politics as soon as I left junior high school! I, I, I... What should I do if I can't pass the party school exam?!"

The secretary hurriedly helped him up: "It shouldn't be difficult for me to pass. It wasn't that difficult for me to join the party when I was in school."

The CEO couldn't help being a little jealous: "Why are you a party member?! I don't agree!"

The secretary looked puzzled: "Is it strange that I'm a party member? I can get by in college, okay?"

The president sighed, picked up the pen and continued to copy: "Hey, I am surrounded by high-quality talents, and I have lowered your level."

The next day the secretary led the president to the street, Wu Chen handed him the form and told him not to write the time, he checked and filled out each item, and handed the form back, he was still a little nervous about going through the back door to get a quota.

Later, after Wu Chen talked to the secretary about something, he took some brochures back and asked the secretary to place them in a conspicuous place.

The president was a little nervous: "Am I going to wait for training?"

The secretary comforted me for a while: "Wait until I ask you clearly, boss, don't worry."

A few days later, the secretary said that he had collected enough information about the president, and that he would just wait for the notice to go to the training.

Xiaomeng's physical examination report also came out, Ji Boyan checked it out, and made sure there was no hepatitis B and AIDS, so he asked him to pick a time he liked to start the job, and asked him if he could find the place where he lived.

Xiaomeng said that he found it, and it was quite close to here, but he was a little entangled.

Looking at his expression, Ji Boyan knew that he had guessed very well.

Xiaomeng: "The house is quite big, more than 60 square meters, and 75 square meters if you count the shared shares. The second floor is fine without an elevator. You don't need to pay for utilities. It will be demolished and you can only live in it for two or three months. But yes. Pretty good for me."

Ji Boyan: "How much did you give?"

Xiaomeng: "2500, he counts me as 900 per month, and it can last for three months. If he can't make it, he will refund my money, and keep all the furniture. He can't take it away, so it's just for me. I'll use it in these two days. I also went to buy some materials for decoration, if possible, welcome everyone to have a meal at my place."

Ji Boyan nodded: "I'm looking forward to it, did you decorate it yourself?"

Xiao Meng was a little embarrassed: "Because I was in the decoration team before, and I know how to fix some things. This house has a lot of advantages. I am quite satisfied as long as it is not leaking. I also added a little putty cream for my own bedroom. The keel of the bed has been strengthened, and a layer of composite planks has been laid. Can I enter the job again next week? I plan to clean the kitchen in the next two days.

Ji Boyan: "Okay, you can figure it out. When you join the job, be mentally prepared, and the workload may be relatively heavy."

Xiao Meng nodded seriously: "Okay, I will adjust it as soon as possible."

Ji Boyan thought for a while: "Can you do PPT?"

Xiaomeng was a little puzzled: "PPT? Isn't this kind of simple? Just materials, templates, and more."

Ji Boyan: "Then if you are given a class on how to make PPT, can you handle it? It is estimated to be about 1 hour."

Xiao Meng was a little embarrassed: "Who is this class for? What do I need to prepare?"

Ji Boyan: "Most of the activists who joined the party came from the streets, villages, or enterprises. I feel that they