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Chapter 31

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    ? If you want to resign and go to sea to become self-employed, it is not difficult for Jun Tao to follow the procedures in the machinery factory.  Dong Weicheng completely pretended to be deaf to the criticisms among relatives, friends and neighbors, and he didn't care at all what others thought of his children.

    But Dong Fang's side encountered unexpected difficulties.  When she sent her resignation report to the Education Bureau, it caused a stir in the bureau.

    It was unimaginable for a college student who graduated from Hangzhou University to quit his stable job in the Education Bureau and become a self-employed individual who was exposed to the wind and sun. This was unimaginable in the closed mountain city at that time.  Someone gave feedback to the relevant department, and Dong Fang's application for resignation has not been approved for a long time.

    After five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun has already slanted.  Since entering the rainy season in Huangmei, Jin County has been like this. It is hot during the day and thunderstorms at night.

    This will make the air damp and very stuffy.  Dong Fang reached out and wiped the desk, it was very slippery, as if she couldn't do it all the time.

    Just now the director personally approached Dong Fang to talk to her and asked her why she resigned.  Dong Fang told the truth, and the bureau chief frowned.  After a few gossiping words, he let Dong Fang go.  The moment she left the house, Dong Fang knew that the matter of resignation was over.

    Dong Fang inevitably felt bored, so she simply cleaned up the table and prepared to go home after get off work to cook.

    "Dong dong dong" There was a knock on the office door.

    "Hello, are you Comrade Dong Fang?"

    Dong Fang followed the prestige, but saw a man wearing a brown jacket, she nodded and said: "Yes, I am Dong Fang, what can I do?"

    As soon as the man heard this, he immediately stepped forward, shook hands with Dong Fang, and said, "Hi, I'm Zhao Weiping, the secretary of Secretary Yang in our county. Secretary Yang wants to talk to you about work, I don't know you  Do you have time?"

    Hearing this, Dong Fang was slightly surprised, but she quickly adjusted her mood and said politely: "Please lead the way, I will go with you."

    The two walked one after the other, and Dong Fang thought to herself, she had never met Secretary Yang, so what kind of work did she suddenly ask her for?  After thinking about it, I'm afraid it's mostly because of her resignation this time.

    In fact, Dong Fang herself knew in her heart that her recent resignation had attracted attention from relevant departments in the county.  It's just that she never thought that the county official would come to her in person.

    On the back seat of the black Santana car, Dong Fang leaned against the edge of the window frame with half-supported arms, looking out the window.  Fragments of light penetrated through the slits of the plane tree, and covered her face little by little, as if it had been coated with a dull light.

    The moment she got out of the car, Dong Fang looked up at the solemn main entrance, which was the entrance of the county government.

    Zhao Weiping let Dong Fang into the building, and when he reached the office door on the second floor, he knocked on the door.

    "Come in." A deep and powerful voice sounded.  The moment the door opened, Dong Fang saw a man in his forties or fifties in a Chinese tunic suit sitting on the sofa.

    "Hello, this is Xiao Dong, right? I'm Yang Deming, nice to meet you." Yang Deming stood up and said hello, and shook hands with Dong Fang solemnly.

    At that time, Zhao Weiping had broken two cups of yellow tea and put them on a bumpy tea table.  Then he said to Dong Fang: "Comrade Dong Fang, please have some tea."

    When Zhao Weiping went out, the door was ajar.  Yang Deming was always upright when he was looking for someone to talk to, but he didn't feel the need to lock the door.

    He took a seat opposite Dong Fang, then cupped hot tea and warmed his hands.  He was not in a hurry to speak, but he gently blew away the broken tea leaves floating on the water, and lowered his head to take a sip.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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