The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Ye Zhenzhen spent the entire morning reviewing the announcement five or six times to make sure there were no typos before submitting it.

She flipped through several recent documents and speeches by leaders, studying them word by word.

It must be said, the secretariat's standards are truly high. The drafts were meticulously worded, logically clear, and well-structured; every sentence had its place, and every word carried weight. She spent the entire morning reading them and realized that her previous report was indeed rubbish.

Just as she was engrossed in reading, the intercom on the table suddenly rang.

She answered the call.

"Teacher Ye, please come to the leader's office immediately." It was Lin Rui's voice.

Ye Zhenzhen's heart skipped a beat.

An ominous premonition.

She walked quickly to the eighth floor, and when she opened the door, she found Chen Xuefei there as well.

Zhou Huaijin sat behind her desk, a thin layer of coldness pressing down on her face as she laid out the announcement she had just reviewed.

"How could you make such a basic mistake?"

Chen Xuefei stood in front of the table, her face pale: "I'm sorry, boss, it was Xiao Zhang who was careless when he wrote it."

"What about the review?" Zhou Huaijin looked up at her. "Two people reviewed it, and you still can't tell?"

Chen Xuefei pursed her lips: "Xiao Han took the day off today, so only Ye Zhenzhen is doing the review..."

She paused, then added, "She's new here and not very familiar with the work, which is why she made this mistake—"

Zhou Huaijin turned his gaze to Ye Zhenzhen.

Ye Zhenzhen stood there, her fingers clutching the hem of her clothes, looking as if the sky had fallen.

"Come here," the man called to him.

She walked over and stood in front of his desk.

"Look," he said, pushing the notice towards him and pointing to one line with his long, slender finger. "Is this date correct?"

Ye Zhenzhen looked down.

3 month 1 day.

Her gaze shifted to the side and fell upon the policy's effective date—March 11.

Her brain went blank.

The announcement stated that the policy would begin on March 1st, but the official effective date of the policy was March 11th.

It was ten days off.

"I...I checked the formatting and typos..." Her voice was soft, and she felt like she was shirking responsibility. "The date...I don't know the date..."

She didn't know the specific timing of the policy adjustment, nor the connection between the deadline of the previous document and the effective date of this one. She was new and knew nothing; she had no idea there was a problem with the date.

"Don't you know?" Zhou Huaijin's voice turned cold. "What is the responsibility of a reviewer? Just to spot typos? Don't they consider policy coherence and the logical progression of events?"

Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head, her eyes already starting to redden.

"Such a mistake makes it a laughing stock. This is a government announcement; what are the people supposed to think? Have they hired a bunch of incompetent people?"

"I'm sorry, boss," her voice trembled slightly, "I'll definitely be more careful next time..."

She spends all her time either admitting her mistakes or on her way to admit them.

Chen Xuefei spoke up from the side: "Boss, Zhenzhen is also new and not familiar with the work. This time it was indeed my fault for not arranging things well. We should have let Xiao Han finish reviewing before leaving—"

Zhou Huaijin interrupted her, his tone indifferent: "Go ahead and get busy."

Chen Xuefei glanced at Ye Zhenzhen, hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

The office fell silent.

Ye Zhenzhen stood there, head down, staring at the tips of her shoes.

Zhou Huaijin leaned back in his chair and looked at her.

Today she wore a light purple knit top, short and fitted, paired with high-waisted flared pants.

He wasn't very tall, but his legs were exceptionally long.

The neckline was a bit low, revealing her fair neck. Her hair was tied up in a low bun, with a few stray strands hanging down beside her ears. She lowered her head, looking extremely aggrieved.

"How are you settling into your new job?" he suddenly asked, his tone softer than before.

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him.

His expression remained indifferent, but the coldness in his eyes seemed to have subsided somewhat.

"I'm getting used to it..." she whispered.

"Even if you don't understand the policy, that's not an excuse to shirk responsibility."

"Government work requires utmost rigor. Every date, every figure, and every policy basis must be checked repeatedly. This is not a matter of ability, but a matter of attitude."

"clear……"

Her voice was muffled, with a hint of grievance.

Zhou Huaijin looked at her like that, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

She was afraid that if she continued talking, she would start crying again.

bother.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Chen Zheng poked his head in, looked at Zhou Huaijin, then at Ye Zhenzhen, and said with a grin, "Big brother, why don't you let Ye Zhenzhen work on the eighth floor?"

Zhou Huaijin raised his eyelids slightly.

"I think those older women on the seventh floor are isolating her a bit," Chen Zheng said as he walked in and casually sat down on the sofa. "She's all alone in the corner, and nobody calls her to eat. It's pretty pitiful."

Ye Zhenzhen stood to the side, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"No... everyone is fine."

This Chen Zheng is incredibly audacious. He dares to say anything. How can a temporary worker be so lawless?

Zhou Huaijin glanced at the bullied girl again:

"Interpersonal relationships are also part of the workplace."

He paused for a few seconds, lowered his head, and opened the document in front of him:

"Let's go to the eighth floor first. Lin Rui will be on vacation next month, and some work needs to be taken over."

He paused, then glanced at Ye Zhenzhen.

"Go."

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded after realizing what she meant.

"Okay, thank you, boss."

She followed Chen Zheng out of the office, her heart still pounding.

The entire eighth floor has only one office: the Party Secretary's office, next to Lin Rui's office. Chen Zheng also has a small workstation on the eighth floor, but he's a transient, always on the go, and can't sit still for long.

She really likes the new office environment.

Ye Zhenzhen was truly grateful. In this unfamiliar place, someone was willing to lend her a hand.

Chen Zheng is very easygoing; everything is written on his face.

Secretary Lin is a man of few words, but he is very friendly and reliable. Besides, he's quite busy and won't be watching her all the time.

Lin Rui handed her a stack of materials: "Teacher Ye, please familiarize yourself with them first. I'll go over the leader's schedule for the next few days for you."

"Okay." Ye Zhenzhen took it and carefully looked through it.

"Today's schedule is confirmed," Lin Rui said, opening a folder. "I need to confirm tomorrow's rural trip with the leadership. Also, there are a few meetings to prepare for next week; the materials are all here."

Ye Zhenzhen listened and took notes, the pen scratching softly on the paper.

Just then, Chen Xuefei came up carrying a Starbucks tote bag.

"I brought two cups of coffee," she said, placing the bag on Lin Rui's desk with a gentle smile. "Here you are, Secretary Lin, Chen Zheng."

Her gaze fell on Ye Zhenzhen and lingered for a moment.

"Zhenzhen is here."

Lin Rui explained, "The leadership has temporarily assigned Teacher Ye to take over some of my work. It's more convenient to have her office on the eighth floor. I haven't had a chance to tell Director Chen yet."

"Okay, okay, Secretary Lin, you can arrange it."

Chen Xuefei smiled, nodded, and turned to leave.

Ye Zhenzhen watched her retreating figure, feeling a little conflicted.

She wasn't quite clear on the hierarchical relationships involved. Between Director Chen and Secretary Lin, who actually held a higher rank?

Chen Xuefei is the deputy director, and Secretary Lin is not under the jurisdiction of the secretariat; she reports directly to Zhou Huaijin. But I always felt that Chen Xuefei was quite polite to Secretary Lin, even a bit... flattering.

He was even very polite to Chen Zheng.

She looked away and stopped thinking about it.

Perhaps sensing Ye Zhenzhen's embarrassment at being empty-handed, Secretary Lin pushed the cup of coffee in front of her: "Teacher Ye, please have some."

"No need, no need," Ye Zhenzhen quickly waved her hand, "Secretary Lin, you can just call me by my name from now on, don't use those formal 'you' forms, I can't accept that..."

He smiled and didn't insist.

Chen Zheng didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up another cup, took a sip, and smacked his lips, saying, "Brother Lin, you're just too polite."

Ye Zhenzhen turned her head and glared at him: "Why won't you let me drink? You have no respect for your elders at all."

"If you drink it, what am I supposed to drink?" Chen Zheng said matter-of-factly.

She ignored him and continued to work on her boss's schedule.