Chapter 1302 Changes

Chapter 1302 Changes

Is there anyone who dares to call me Xiao Zhao? In the lobby on the first floor, Xian Mingcheng and others had not left yet. After seeing Zhao Jianhui, several people also walked over here.

Zhao Jianhui looked back and saw that the man was wearing a beige short-sleeved shirt and grass-green pants. In addition to not having a military rank, he was wearing a summer military uniform.

"Are you Teacher Mi?" As the man walked in, Zhao Jianhui suddenly recognized who this person was. He looked at the man with a look of disbelief and asked, thinking that it has only been seven or eight years since we last met. Why is Teacher Mi so old?

When I was in the military academy, this Mi Jianguo was my teacher in my freshman year, teaching courses on map reading and direction determination. At that time, Mi Jianguo was only thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, wearing a neat military uniform, and his handsome appearance made some female students obsessed.

"Haha, I said I was right about you, you are the one. I heard you retired a long time ago, I felt sorry for you at that time, what are you doing now? Your hometown is S Province, right? Why did you come to Hedong Province?" Mi Jianguo saw that he had not recognized the wrong person, and he was very excited to see his student in this place, and asked repeatedly.

Zhao Jianhui strode forward, held his hands with both hands and asked: "Teacher Mi, you...you are...retired too?" Mi Jianguo nodded and smiled bitterly.

"Why?" Teachers in military academies and universities should not be professional under normal circumstances, right?

Mi Jianguo knew what Zhao Jianhui meant, so he smiled and said, "I applied for it myself. My wife was sick, my children were studying in other places, and there was no one to take care of them at home. I was demobilized and returned home. I was assigned to the logistics department of this guesthouse to do odd jobs, such as repairing lights, etc...."

"Oh, so that's the case? How is your sister-in-law's health now? Where do you live? I must go to see you when I have time..." A university teacher, demobilized and returned to the local area to do odd jobs in the guesthouse? It seems that Mi Jianguo is not living a good life.

"Are you also working in Longcheng now? I live in Jinfu Community, two streets behind the guesthouse. If you have time, come to visit me. My daughter has graduated from graduate school and is now interning at the provincial hospital. The food she cooks is very delicious. When the time comes..." Mi Jianguo was chatting enthusiastically, but suddenly noticed a large group of people standing behind Zhao Jianhui with a very respectful demeanor, with warm smiles on their faces, watching him and Zhao Jianhui chatting about family matters.

Mi Jianguo only remembered at this time that the building he built now was not the ones open to the public. This was the guesthouse of the provincial party committee, and officials came and went.

Looking at the woman who had been with Zhao Jianhui just now, he couldn't help but open his mouth and said that he was only looking at Zhao Jianhui. Isn't this woman Secretary Cheng? Strictly speaking, she is the head of the guesthouse, and the director has to listen to her.

"Ah? Xiao Zhao, do you have something to do? So many leaders are watching. Otherwise, let's talk about it when we have time..." As he spoke, Mi Jianguo seemed to understand something. So many senior officials are waiting for him, what is this Xiao Zhao doing now?

"Haha, that's fine. Today is my first day working in Hedong Province. I really have something to do today. I'll come to see you at home another day... Do you have a phone? Give me your number and I'll call you when the time comes."

"Haha, I have one. Please write it down... My number is 138..." Seeing Zhao Jianhui standing there, Mi Jianguo reminded him. However, thinking about how well-informed this student was when he went to school with him, it didn't seem strange that he didn't take out a pen to write it down.

Let alone an eleven-digit phone number, even a hundred-digit number, this student seems to be able to remember it just by glancing at it!

However, when he finished speaking, he saw that the female secretary general had handed him a page of paper and asked him: "Teacher Mi, please check again. Did you remember the number correctly?"

"Oh... No, no..." His own student stood there and listened, and the secretary general of the provincial party committee took notes for him? Old Mi felt that his brain was not enough.

"Teacher Mi, this is my phone number. If you need anything from Secretary Zhao, you can find him by calling me." Cheng Ting said as she tore off the page she had just written and handed it to Mi Jianguo. Turning her head to look at Zhao Jianhui's eyes, there seemed to be a very approving look, and Cheng Ting knew that she had done the right thing.

"Teacher Mi, I'll leave first then." Zhao Jianhui said, letting go of Mi Jianguo's hand, turning back to Xian Mingcheng and others and nodded, saying: "It's late, there's nothing to do today, everyone go home and rest."

Xian Mingcheng thought to himself, if you stand here and don't leave, who else would dare to leave first? Let's wait until you leave before we leave, so that you don't find fault.

So, Zhao Jianhui walked out surrounded by everyone, and soon, there was a sound of banging doors outside the door.

"Old Mi, you are my uncle. You scared me to death just now." The director of the guesthouse, Hu Yutian, waited until there was no one left in the hall before walking to Mi Jianguo like a mouse. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a flattering smile.

"Director Hu, please stop joking? When did I become your uncle? If you criticize me for what I did wrong, don't deduct any more wages. I only have so little money a month, and no more deductions will be enough... ..." Before Mi Jianguo finished speaking, Hu Yutian's face turned red and he cursed loudly: "What bastard? You said that your salary will be deducted? I will ask him to settle the score tomorrow. We can’t find anyone as solid and willing to work as you, Lao Mi, in our guest house. Who dares to deduct your salary? Tell me... that - Xiaoyu... you Remember this, Lao Mi’s salary will be increased by two levels this month, oh no, plus a bonus of 500 yuan..."

A girl standing behind him nodded her head and agreed repeatedly: "Well, don't worry about it, director. I will handle this matter myself and I will never forget it."

Mi Jianguo clasped his hands and said, "Oh, this is not good. Director, do you think I have any special contributions? I don't have any special skills. In our guest house, I am basically just a freeloader..."

"Who the hell said this? Huh? Comrade Lao Mi works more than ten hours a day, how can he say he has no contribution? I see all this. Lao Mi, I have been trying to figure it out these days. According to Based on your performance over the years, I'm going to promote you to the position of deputy director in charge of logistics...Don't come to work tomorrow. Xiaoyu, you will bring a few waiters to clean up Director Mi's house tomorrow. All the sofas and cupboards at home should be replaced. If Secretary Zhao really comes to sit at home, it will also be the image and face of our guest house... Lao Mi, that's it. Our guest house has a lot of these things in the warehouse, Xiaoyu, you need to take care of it first, and I will sign it when the time comes. This is not an occupation of national assets. Lao Mi, you are an old soldier, so you still have this understanding, right? "

"Oh... I know this, but I just don't understand it? Director Hu, which song are you singing?" Mi Jianguo's mind became even more confused. I said in my heart that it turns out that you are the one who said that I can’t do anything and eat for nothing? Why are you so polite today?

While Mi Jianguo was thinking about it, he couldn't help but look outside the door, thinking to himself, the sun wasn't shining this late at night? Why is Director Hu a little confused?

He asked Hu Yutian almost collapsed. He thought, "What don't you understand, Lao Mi?" Your student is Secretary Zhao who just took office today. I am usually blind. Why should I offend you? If you give me some eye drops in front of his old man, won't he treat me like a joke? Lao Mi, we don't do this to deceive people. I'm taking the necessary remedial measures, so don't pretend to be confused anymore.

But he really couldn't say this, so he could only look at Mi Jianguo, then moved his eyes to Xiaoyu, and tilted his head slightly towards Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu smiled slightly, held Comrade Mi's shoulders with her green onion-like fingers, and said in a sweet voice: "Director Mi, do you see how much Director Hu cares about you? Don't think about it anymore. You will be there when the time comes. If Secretary Zhao praises our guest house's work more and talks more about the benefits of our Director Hu, wouldn't it be enough?"

"Oh? Speaking of benefits, what do you mean?" Mi Jianguo touched his forehead with his hand, took the opportunity to break away from Xiaoyu's orchid-like finger, and stared at Hu Yutian as if he suddenly realized something, and asked: " Someone called him Secretary Zhao just now, what kind of secretary is Xiao Zhao? He..." Mi Jianguoxin said that my student is only in his thirties now, right? Even if you are a secretary, how big an official can you be? Do you need the secretary-general and a bunch of officials following you?

"Lao Mi, I really admire you. You are my grandfather and ancestor, okay?" Hu Yutian was almost speechless: "Don't call me Xiao Zhao. That student of yours is from our Hedong Province now." This..." As he spoke, Hu Yutian extended a thumbs up to Mi Jianguo: "Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, number one..."

"Uh... this is impossible..." Hu Yutian's words were a bit too shocking, and Lao Mi was petrified.

Hu Yutian looked at him with a wry smile and said to himself, Comrade Lao Mi, please don't pretend to be confused, okay? If it weren't for Secretary Zhao, why would I treat you like a gray grandson now?

Xiaoyu also had a sad look on her face. Ever since the deputy director in charge of logistics became vacant, she had been pestering Hu Yutian about that position in the past few days. Being with you 24 hours a day showed your feelings deeply, but in the end, the title of deputy director fell on your head. Do you really think that pie will fall out of thin air?

No, I still have to have an in-depth discussion with Director Hu tonight. It’s unrealistic for me to compete with Lao Mi, but you can’t lose out to me, right?