C89 A man without a conscience (1/2)

Mei Ling argued in a low voice, ”You heartless, stinking man, I put in all my effort. Isn't it all for your sake, for your own good?”

The anger in Secretary Ma grew even stronger, and he continued to talk about Mei Ling.

Just as I was about to retreat, Secretary Ma's Office's door suddenly opened. Mei Ling came out dejectedly and met me face to face.

At the same time, Secretary Ma was also sitting in his office and looking at me.

I suddenly felt very awkward. Secretary Ma and Mei Ling must have known that I had heard their conversation.

Mei Ling was startled for a moment, then looked at me with an ugly expression.

”I... I need to report something to Secretary Ma! ” My words were a little flustered, and my expression was tense and awkward.

Secretary Ma was also startled for a moment, but quickly recovered to normal: ”Xiao Jiang, come in.”

Mei Ling glanced at me, and then turned and walked out.

I entered the Secretary Ma's Office and closed the door to the office.

However, Secretary Ma remained calm, as if nothing had happened. He pointed to the chair opposite of him and said, ”Sit, Xiao Jiang.

I swallowed my saliva and explained my plan to bring my colleagues from the Department of Public Information to a poor village to experience life with Secretary Ma.

After Secretary Ma heard what I had to say, he pondered for a moment and said, ”Alright, your idea is very good. He didn't have any big activities or tasks after the year, so he went to exercise. When he came back, he was ready to participate in the two meetings in the city … After arranging the duty personnel on duty for the department room, go, I will approve! ”

Relieved, I stood up to leave.

”Wait,” the Secretary Ma called out to me. ”This time, besides your mission at the Public Information Department, I will give you another mission to take care of this poor village.”

”Oh …” I stopped and looked at the Secretary Ma.

”This time, go to the poor village with your team and get me a research report,” Secretary Ma looked at me. ”The main content of the research is the work that Poverty Alleviation Group has done for the past year. Besides normal work, we have to focus on the personal lives and working styles of the members of the Poverty Alleviation Group in the village …”

I understand, Secretary Ma wants me to investigate the personal situation of Old Xing and Lao Li in the poverty-stricken village, especially the Old Xing.

”The report needs to be truthful, the research should not be done in such a grand manner, it should be solid and solid, and should be detailed in detail,” Secretary Ma continued to speak, ”Once the report is done, just give me a person, and don't let others change their hand …”

I nodded respectfully. ”Yes, I will.”

Then, the Secretary Ma looked at me, ”Did you hear the content of my conversation with Mei Ling just now?”

I hurriedly shook my head. ”I just reached the door, and coincidentally, President May came out. I entered the door, but I didn't hear anything …”

The Secretary Ma nodded: ”Hmm. I am quite satisfied with your answer. Remember, you will hear what you should hear, and you will not hear what you shouldn't … ”

I felt like my heart was beating a small drum. Secretary Ma's words were really profound, but fortunately, I could understand that he was trying to beat me up.

”Yes, Secretary Ma, I understand,” I stood up straight, with a serious expression. ”Xiao Jiang shouldn't have heard it, he didn't hear anything!”

”Mm …” ”Haha …” Secretary Ma suddenly laughed and nodded: ”Little rascal, your mind is spinning very quickly. In short, I believe in you... ”Go …”

After exiting the Secretary Ma's Office, I wiped off the cold sweat on my forehead.

After returning to the office, I sat at my desk and thought back to the Secretary Ma's expression and words.

At this moment, I suddenly felt very depressed, very depressed, very contradictory, very much want to find someone to talk to, very want to have someone to guide me.

But who can enlighten me now?

I couldn't help but think of Liu Yue. If she was here, the conflict and depression in my heart would definitely be easily resolved.

At that moment, I suddenly especially missed Liu Yue, and my heart suddenly filled with indescribable sorrow and grief.

Looking at this familiar office, I seem to see Liu Yue's old shadow and smiling face in a trance.

For a moment my eyes watered.

I came back to my senses and looked at Chen Jing. ”Chen Jing, tomorrow, I will bring the All personnel to experience life in a poverty-stricken village and gather wind. In a week's time, I have already approved the report to the Secretary Ma.

”I don't want to. I want to go into the mountain with you. I want to go to the place where you've been fighting for a year. Arrange for other people to be on duty …” Chen Jing did not agree.

”No, I will obey the work arrangements,” I said with a stern face. ”This duty is very important, I'll leave it to you, I don't have to worry …”

Actually, I also want to train Chen Jing and take this opportunity to let the newspaper leaders see her ability to fight on her own.

But, Chen Jing didn't understand and insisted on coming with me.

I firmly refused: ”Comrade Chen Jing, do you still want this organizational discipline anymore? Are you going to listen to me or not? ”

”I want organizational matters as well as discipline matters as well,” Chen Jing said as she tilted her head to the side and looked at me, ”If what you say is right, then I'll listen. If what you say is wrong, then I won't listen …”