The pushover offended a top-tier boss

The next morning, Lin Rui delivered the documents.

"Boss, this is Teacher Ye's information. I've checked it, and there are no problems." Lin Rui placed the folder on the table and added, "Her family background is very ordinary; both her parents are retired workers. Her interpersonal relationships are also clean; she doesn't have a complicated social circle."

Zhou Huaijin opened the folder.

The first page is a basic information registration form with a blue background ID photo attached. The girl in the photo has her hair in a ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead, and her eyes crinkle with laughter, looking completely unguarded.

A 27-year-old woman from Nanjing County, with a Master's degree in Chinese Language and Literature from a Normal University, and unmarried.

His gaze lingered on the word "unmarried" for a moment before he expressionlessly turned to the next page.

"In addition," Lin Rui pulled out another document from his hand, "there is another counselor in the same office as Ye Zhenzhen named Guo Jiawen, who is the niece of Vice Dean Liu Jian. This Guo Jiawen... came to deliver tea the other day."

Zhou Huaijin raised his eyes.

Lin Rui didn't say anything more, and took a step back, stopping short of saying anything more.

Zhou Huaijin lowered his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

"Have Ye Zhenzhen send over the employment data report."

"Yes, boss."

Lin Rui turned and went out. He gently put on his hat and stood in the corridor. Finally, he couldn't help but smile.

He had been working for his boss for so many years, and this was the first time he had ever seen his boss ask for a woman's information.

They even specifically named people and demanded that they come and deliver the report.

This cycad is probably about to bloom.

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When Ye Zhenzhen received the call, she was in her office organizing materials for next week's class meeting.

The phone screen displayed an unfamiliar number.

She hesitated for a moment, then answered the call, and heard a deep, steady male voice on the other end:

"Is this Ms. Ye Zhenzhen? This is Lin Rui from the New Area Secretariat. The secretary asked you to prepare the employment data for universities in our city a few days ago. Have you finished it?"

Ye Zhenzhen's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged within her:

"It's done..."

"Please come to the New District Government Office, Teacher Ye. The Party Secretary is waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, she felt completely numb.

The Party Secretary was waiting for her.

Zhou Huaijin was waiting for her.

She sat at her workstation, staring at the computer screen, her mind replaying only one thought: Was he going to punish her?

She sent Meng Chen a WeChat message.

Meng Chen comforted her: "Baby, this might be a good opportunity! Do your best, explain the report clearly, and then find a chance to explain the misunderstanding from that day. If the report is good and the leader approves, it will benefit you in the future!"

Ye Zhenzhen bit her lip.

But she was still afraid.

Lin Rui called again to urge her, saying that the secretary's schedule was tight and he hoped she could come over as soon as possible.

Without a second thought, she slung her laptop over her shoulder, wrapped herself in her black down jacket, and rode off on her electric scooter.

The December wind blew into her collar, making her shiver. But when she arrived at the city hall gate, she was stopped.

"This is a government building; you can't go in."

The security guard glanced at her, then at the electric scooter behind her, his meaning quite clear.

"I was looking for Secretary Zhou Huaijin; he sent me..."

The security guard laughed: "There are plenty of people who want to see the Party Secretary all day long, but he's so busy, he doesn't have time to entertain you."

"Young lady, if you have any issues, call 12345."

"No, I really..."

She opened her mouth, unsure how to explain.

Finally, having no other choice, I had to call Secretary Lin.

Less than a minute later, Lin Rui strode out of the building.

He nodded to the security guard: "She's looking for the secretary. Let her in."

His gaze fell on Ye Zhenzhen's pink electric scooter, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Wow, Teacher Ye is so environmentally conscious."

Although Ye Zhenzhen wasn't particularly skilled, it was clear from those words that they weren't a compliment.

"Secretary Lin, where should I park my car?"

Lin Rui hesitated for a moment: "Let's stop here."

After all, no one would come to the city government building to steal electric bikes.

Ye Zhenzhen awkwardly parked the car.

Following behind Lin Rui, we walked through the corridor of the government building.

This was her first time here. The corridor was excessively spacious, with marble floors that were so polished they reflected your image. Large planning maps and work slogans hung on the walls, each word written neatly and precisely, just like the rules here, meticulous and rigorous.

Occasionally, someone would walk by from the opposite side, hurrying along without looking to the side. Their uniforms were crisp and straight, and the Party emblem on their chests gleamed under the lights.

Ye Zhenzhen shrank her neck, feeling that her black down jacket looked glaringly ugly in this place.

The further she went, the faster her heart beat.

At the end of the corridor, there is a dark brown wooden door with a sign that reads "Secretary's Office".

Lin Rui knocked on the door and stepped aside, saying, "Boss, Teacher Ye has arrived."

"Enter."

A deep voice came through the door, not loud, but carrying an undeniable sense of authority.

Ye Zhenzhen took a deep breath and went inside.

The office was large, with a large desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The documents on the desk were stacked in several piles, each clipped together with the edges aligned.

Zhou Huaijin sat behind the table, wearing a dark gray shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms, revealing a section of his neatly sculpted wrist.

He looked up at him.

Ye Zhenzhen stood at the door, her fingers tightly gripping the straps of her backpack.

"Hello, Secretary." Her voice was strained.

Zhou Huaijin hummed in response, his gaze sweeping over her indifferently.

She was still wearing that black down jacket, puffing it out. Her hair was tied in a bun, slightly disheveled by the wind, with a few stray strands clinging to her cheeks. The tip of her nose was red from the cold, making her eyes appear even more moist, as if they had been washed with water.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.

She remembered what Meng Chen had said—"Find an opportunity to explain the misunderstanding from that day."

She gritted her teeth and said, "Secretary, actually I didn't mean to that day..."

"I called you here today to discuss serious matters," Zhou Huaijin interrupted her, his tone flat. "Is the report ready?"

Ye Zhenzhen choked, swallowing back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"...It's done."

Tell me about it.

She took a deep breath, placed the laptop on the table, opened it, and bent over slightly to click the mouse.

"This is an analysis of the employment situation of college graduates in this city this year..." She opened the PPT, and a blue-green gradient template popped up on the screen. The title was in artistic font, sparkling.

Zhou Huaijin glanced at it, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

"What color scheme is this?"

"I...I found the template online..." Ye Zhenzhen said somewhat guiltily.

The free templates online are indeed quite unattractive. I regret it now; I should have spent money to buy a nicer one.

He didn't say anything more, leaned back in his chair, and gestured for her to continue.

Ye Zhenzhen secretly broke out in a cold sweat, quietly reading the contents of the PPT:

"In 202x, the total number of college graduates in our city reached 19.59. This includes 2.97 postgraduate graduates and 16.62 graduates from regular colleges and universities..."

"Entering the workforce directly remains the mainstream choice for graduates, accounting for nearly 60%; over 30% of graduates choose to pursue further studies domestically to improve their academic qualifications and professional skills; and 3.4% of graduates choose to study abroad to broaden their personal development paths."

"In terms of the types of employers, private enterprises, high-tech enterprises, listed companies, and Fortune Global 500 and China 500 companies are the main employers of graduates, with over 55% of graduates in some majors signing contracts with high-quality companies; public institutions and state-owned enterprises have increased their targeted recruitment efforts, with public institutions accounting for over 50% of targeted positions for recent graduates, state-owned enterprises continuing to expand their campus recruitment scale, and the public service sector absorbing nearly 10% of graduates."

"What format is this?" Zhou Huaijin suddenly asked.

Ye Zhenzhen stopped and looked at him blankly.

"You created this yourself?"

What is the standard format for the government work report? Where are the data sources indicated? What about year-on-year and month-on-month data?

Ye Zhenzhen's fingers froze on the mouse, unable to utter a single word in response.

His voice was right above her head, deep and cold, carrying an imposing aura of authority.