I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 31: Bad things happen every year, but this year there are more

Xia He laughed softly after hearing this. She looked at Fang Qingye and said slowly:

"Xiao Fang, what you said is a bit idealistic. From a manager's perspective, there's no necessary connection between an employee's kindness and whether or not they're competent for a job."

"Indeed, no, but you can see that Chen Meimei's work ability is not bad. She graduated from Jinling Audit College with a major in auditing, which makes her quite suitable for the credit position. Besides." Fang Qingye paused and said:

"Zhang Rong is indeed a good worker, but I think he has a very big shortcoming."

What are the shortcomings?

“It’s too utilitarian.”

"It's not a big drawback." Xia He took a sip of milk tea and continued slowly, "People who are highly utilitarian are also very goal-oriented. They focus on results and are more efficient."

"But this kind of person sees money and status as the only way to measure the value of life. If formal means cannot achieve it, they will use other means to achieve it. This is a disaster for both the individual and the company."

After hearing what Fang Qingye said, Xia He pondered for a moment before saying, "Okay then, let Chen Meimei go to the Credit Department. But you can't tell anyone what we said today, and don't go to Chen Meimei to take credit for it!"

"Am I that superficial? I'm not a young man!"

Fang Qingye finished speaking and picked up the milk tea.

You are in your early twenties, aren't you a young man?!

But he does look much more mature than the average boy.

It's easy to chat with him.

Badminton is also great.

On Monday morning, Fang Qingye received a notice from the Personnel Department asking him to report to the General Office.

Fang Qingye did not hesitate. He packed up his things, went next door to say hello to Zhang Qunying, and then walked downstairs. On the way, he received a call from Chen Meimei.

"Fang Qingye, I've been assigned to the Credit Department. I thought I'd be working as a teller in the business hall downstairs." The girl's tone on the phone was excited. "What about you? Where were you assigned?"

"General Office."

"You are more capable than me, you should come to the credit department." Chen Meimei said again.

"Who said that? The fact that you're in the credit department means your boss believes you have the ability! Come on, do a good job!"

"Yes, I will!"

After saying a few more words, he hung up the phone.

Fang Qingye smiled and put the phone in his pocket.

The General Office is on the second floor. There are quite a lot of people, but there are only four regular cadres, including the director. There are also some temporary positions, including some positions in the typing and printing room and the archives room.

Drivers are technical and service personnel and are also under office management, but they do not have a fixed office.

The director of the general office works in a single room, and the other three work in a large office. Fang Qingye has known them all after working at the branch for a year.

He walked in and took a quick look.

There are four ordinary desks with heavy ends, two by two, facing each other. Sitting in the innermost one is a thin man in his forties wearing glasses thicker than the bottom of a wine bottle. His name is Mu Youzhi, and he is a "pen" in the industry.

Every major government agency has those who spend their entire lives writing reports. They're like the ancient imperial scholars who, despite spending years writing repetitive, eight-legged essays, never tire of it. They find immense satisfaction in hearing their leaders read out the words they've pulled all-nighters.

It is said that Mu Youzhi is such a person. After joining the branch, he worked in the General Office and has been working there for nearly 20 years. He is still dealing with words and is almost responsible for all the summaries and reports of the branch.

Most of those who entered the banking system at the same time as him were branch leaders, and the worst was a middle-level manager. However, Mu Youzhi had always been an ordinary cadre until he was promoted to deputy director of the General Office not long ago, which can be considered a career advancement.

Now Fang Qingye feels that since Mu Youzhi has become the deputy director and he has gone to the Comprehensive Department, it is very likely that the task of writing materials will be handed over to him.

Then wouldn’t I just be a “pen”?
Fang Qingye smiled inwardly. Mu Youzhi saw Fang Qingye come in, smiled at him, and continued to read the documents in his hand.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged woman with short hair, about forty years old, named Liu Meili. She was enthusiastic and liked to take on tasks. She was in charge of all the big and small matters in the office and was a backbone of the General Office.

When she saw Fang Qingye come in, she immediately greeted him with a smile: "Xiao Fang, welcome, welcome, just sit there."

As she spoke, Liu Meili pointed to an empty table nearest the door.

Fang Qingye smiled and nodded, then sat down at the empty desk with his things in his arms and started to organize them.

Opposite him was a young woman in her early thirties, who was quite pretty. Although she was wearing an ordinary office lady uniform like the other employees, the large diamond ring on her left ring finger hinted at her unusual family background.

Fang Qingye knew that her name was Cao Ting. It was said that she was the daughter-in-law of a county leader. After getting married, she was transferred from a school teacher to a branch. She didn't have much specific work to do. She was just in charge of receiving and sending office documents. Basically, she just went to work and got paid.

Cao Ting saw Fang Qingye sitting opposite her, raised her head and smiled at him as a greeting, then lowered her head to play with her mobile phone. Fang Qingye heard the "beep" sound of QQ chat.

Fang Qingye packed up his things, took out a teacup and poured a glass of water, then slowly began to work. Actually, he didn't know what to do. How about taking a newspaper and studying?
At this moment, Wu Shengli, director of the General Office, walked in and said to Liu Meili, "Meili, go call the people from the printing room, the archives room, and the driver, Lao Zhang. Let's have a short meeting."

Soon, four people came to the office carrying chairs. The driver, Lao Zhang, did not move the chair and simply stood aside.

"Okay, everyone is here. Put down what you are doing and start the meeting now."

After hearing what Wu Shengli said, everyone looked at him, including Cao Ting who was playing with her mobile phone just now.

"Fang Qingye, Comrade Xiao Fang, everyone knows him, so I won't introduce him in detail. He's been rotated in our department before and is very capable. This time, he's officially been assigned to our General Affairs Department. Everyone, please welcome him!"

Wu Shengli took the lead in applauding, and everyone followed suit, but the applause was naturally sparse.

"Next, I will arrange Xiaofang's specific work."

After hearing what Wu Shengli said, everyone became interested, even Fang Qingye perked up.

"Xiao Fang's job is mainly to write various materials. This work was originally handled by Lao Mu, but Lao Mu was promoted to deputy director. He will assist me in managing the entire department. This will reduce his burden. But Lao Mu, you can't just leave him alone. You have to take care of Xiao Fang."

"Don't worry, Director Wu, I will do my best to help you." Mu Youzhi replied immediately.

Wu Shengli was very satisfied with Mu Youzhi's statement, and he looked at Fang Qingye again.

"Xiao Fang, don't feel any pressure. If you have any questions, just ask Director Mu. He's a famous writer in our unit."

"I will ask Director Mu for advice." Fang Qingye immediately expressed his opinion.

The thing that newcomers fear most when they first enter the workplace is writing various materials. No university teaches students how to write official documents, and they can never get rid of the "student accent".

But for Fang Qingye, this was not a difficult task. In his previous life, writing various reports and analytical materials in an investment bank was a common occurrence.

It's just a bit annoying.

Economic analysis materials are somewhat interesting, but the most annoying thing is the various work summaries, which are full of official jargon and clichés - but this kind of material is actually the easiest to write.

No matter what, I have to find a chance to talk to Xia He and not give myself so many things to write, Fang Qingye thought to himself.

After the brief meeting, Wu Shengli returned to his office, and everyone went about their business. Mu Youzhi, also quite responsible, pulled out three years of various reports from the archives and gave them to Fang Qingye, asking him to read and imitate them.

Looking at these 10 thick boxes of materials piled up into a small mountain, Fang Qingye felt a little dizzy. Isn't there an electronic version?

Forget it.

Fang Qingye opened a box at random, took out some materials, and looked through them slowly - just to kill time.

At this time, Cao Ting, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly said something.

"Oh my goodness, is this year a bad year for our system? Not long after the incident at our branch, something big happened at the Pingdong branch again!"

(End of this chapter)