Ordinary World: Starting with a divorce from Tian Runye

After half an hour.

Du Lili saw that the door to Du Zhengxian's office was still closed, so she pushed it open and went in. She saw Du Zhengxian sitting in the chair in front of his desk, holding a teacup in his hands and staring blankly, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

"How is it?"

Du Lili glanced at the few small, snow-white slips of paper on the table.

"Have the results come out yet?"

Du Lili's tone was not very friendly.

Du Zhengxian pursed his lips, didn't look up, and waved his hand toward the table.

"Hey, see for yourself."

Du Lili frowned and stepped forward. She saw four slips of paper on the table, each with a different name. The slip with Du Lili's name on it was obviously written by her. She could also recognize Li Xiangqian's scrawled handwriting; it simply said "Li Xiangqian." The other two slips were written by Zhao Leli and Yang Shulin, respectively.

"Little Zhao and Old Yang, aren't they usually on good terms? How come...?"

Du Lili couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Look more closely," Du Zhengxian interrupted her.

Du Lili took a closer look. Old Yang often copied materials, and his handwriting was easy to recognize. When he wrote his own name, the character "Lin" in Yang Shulin was formed in one stroke.

Du Lili stared blankly for a long time.

"this……"

Du Zhengxian said with a pained expression, "What kind of people are in this cultural center? They have no fighting spirit at all, no wonder they can't achieve anything."

"This is a good thing."

Du Lili said loudly.

"Everyone for me, and I for everyone, how wonderful that would be."

"Good my ass."

Du Zhengxian snorted in annoyance.

Du Lili sat down opposite him.

"So... what do we do now?"

Du Zhengxian sighed, stood up, picked up the four slips of paper on the table, crumpled them into a ball, and threw them into the wastebasket behind the door: "What to do? I'll take the blame."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.

"Dad, where are you going?"

Du Lili stood up.

Du Zhengxian didn't turn around, but reached out to pull the door open.

"Go to the county revolutionary committee."

"Why are you going to the county revolutionary committee?"

"Turn yourself in."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.

"How did I end up at the cultural center back then? It was like stepping into a pile of shit, and I couldn't get out."

Du Zhengxian complained as he walked, his voice echoing through the cave.

After Du Zhengxian left, the door to the cultural center's creative studio was pushed open.

Du Lili walked in and sat down in the chair opposite Li Xiangqian.

"The curator is curating and swearing, what's he going to do?"

Li Xiangqian looked up.

"Turn yourself in."

Du Lili received the answer smoothly.

Xiao Zhao and Lao Yang immediately raised their heads.

"Oh dear," Du Lili waved her hand. "It's just about going to the county revolutionary committee to make a profound self-criticism."

Li Xiangqian was puzzled.

"Huh? Weren't we just voting happily?"

Du Lili gestured towards Xiao Zhao and Lao Yang with her lips.

"Ask them."

Li Xiangqian was puzzled.

He turned to look at Xiao Zhao and Lao Yang.

"You two didn't write the curator's name, did you?"

Xiao Zhao's face flushed red instantly. Old Yang kept his head down and remained silent.

Du Lili patted Li Xiangqian on the shoulder.

"Look at what you're saying. Our colleagues at the cultural center have always been the most united."

She sighed.

"Hey. Anyway, my dad's getting on in years. It's most suitable for him to go."

Li Xiangqian glanced at her; in terms of putting righteousness before family, Du Lili was clearly unique.

"Wow, you're such a sweetheart."

Du Lili rolled her eyes at Li Xiangqian.

"Don't think you're the only one in our cultural center who's so noble. Old Yang and Little Zhao both volunteered to write their names down."

Li Xiangqian said "Oh," and looked at Xiao Zhao and Lao Yang. Both of them had their heads down and didn't seem to want to talk.

Du Lili looked at Lao Yang with a mischievous grin.

"I never would have guessed, Lao Yang. I can understand Teacher Zhao's hot-bloodedness. But I never imagined that Comrade Lao Yang would be so noble and virtuous."

Old Yang blushed slightly and coughed lightly, "Ahem, I'll go get some water."

After saying that, he grabbed his teacup, got up, and walked out.

……

The office of Feng Shih-kuan at the County Revolutionary Committee.

Du Zhengxian had just left.

Feng Shih-kuan was curled up on the sofa smoking, and three more cigarette butts were added to the ashtray.

Why is this old Du so stubborn, just like Tian Fujun?

Feng Shih-kuan frowned, muttering to himself.

Du Zhengxian had just come to see him, and he was convinced that Du Zhengxian had already chosen the right person. But Du Zhengxian just had a bitter look on his face and said that the main responsibility lay with him, acting as if he was at the mercy of the organization.

Feng Shih-kuan was momentarily stunned. After thinking for a while, he asked Du Cheng-hsien if there was some reason he couldn't say openly. Du Cheng-hsien shook his head and remained silent. Feng Shih-kuan was at a loss.

This old Du...

Feng Shih-kuan sighed, put his hands on his knees, stood up, and walked to his desk.

He picked up the phone.

He shook his hand a few times.

"Hello. This is Feng Shikuan from the former Xixian Revolutionary Committee. Please transfer me to Secretary Miao's office in Huangyuan Prefectural Committee."

There were two beeps on the other end of the phone.

Miao Kai's voice came through.

"you say."

His tone was cold.

Feng Shih-kuan could feel the chill even through the phone.

"Hello, Secretary Miao. The comrades from the former Xixian Revolutionary Committee have summarized the work of the Office for Receiving the High-Level Talents. I'd like to report to you on that."

The person on the other end of the phone hummed in response.

Feng Shih-kuan took a breath.

"Secretary Miao. Comrade Ma Guoxiong was fully responsible for the work of taking over the Gao Office this time. The overall work was indeed not perfect or detailed enough. In particular, the exhibition materials did not showcase the revolutionary achievements of our Yuanxi. Comrade Ma Guoxiong has already made a self-criticism and self-criticism at the Standing Committee meeting regarding this. After discussion at the Standing Committee meeting, the County Revolutionary Committee decided to establish a care group for veteran revolutionary comrades, with Comrade Ma Guoxiong concurrently serving as the group leader. This is to make up for the shortcomings."

Feng Shih-kuan paused for a moment.

The person on the other end of the phone hummed in response.

Feng Shih-kuan felt a little relieved and continued speaking.

"Of course. We must not only focus on the main responsibilities, but also on the specific responsibilities. The materials for this exhibition were provided and the setup was done by the county cultural center. The county cultural center made a fundamental error in the content of the exhibition, and there was an motive to take credit for something. The county revolutionary committee has decided to give Comrade Du Zhengxian, the director of the county cultural center, a major demerit."

He stopped talking after he finished speaking.

A major demerit is a disciplinary action that can be considered both serious and minor. It may not affect one's specific job position, being one level below probation, but it's serious because if one wants further advancement, this major demerit will appear on the desks of the regional and provincial personnel bureaus, representing a significant stain on one's record within the system. Feng Shikuan felt this was a method that minimized the damage while still satisfying the requirements of the regional party committee.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

There's still no "um".

Feng Shih-kuan held the receiver and heard a slight rustling sound on the other end of the line.

Miao Kai lowered his voice and said something.

"You can go out first."

This was clearly not said to Feng Shih-kuan.

Feng Shih-kuan held his breath.

A few seconds later, Miao Kai's voice came through again.

"Comrade Shih-kuan."

"exist."

"The county cultural center's handling of this matter should be both cautious and exemplary."

Feng Shih-kuan's brow twitched slightly.

"Where does the problem originate? Du Zhengxian is just the one who makes the final decision. When dealing with problems, we can't focus on the big picture and ignore the small details."

Feng Shih-kuan's hand tightened.

"The prefectural committee will convene a standing committee meeting on personnel arrangements in a couple of days. That's all for now."

Miao Kai hung up the phone without waiting for Feng Shikuan's reply.

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