Special Years

Chapter 312: The least favored class

The Crown 3.0 sedan drove into the coaching team, and the basketball courts and lawns of the squadrons were already full of parents who came to watch the parade performance.

Many people still held cameras in their hands, taking pictures with their children.

As soon as You Dazhi got out of the car, a couple came up to meet him. The man was full of hypocritical enthusiasm when he saw You Dazhi. , It turned out to be our high-ranking official in the town."

This kind of unsalty tone is not good at first listen.

You Dazhi and this person are old acquaintances, and it is not easy to have a seizure, so they said: "This morning, I went back to town to deal with some things. I went home late, and I couldn't catch the school bus."

Hearing this, the man showed a meaningful smile and said, "I said, my old classmate, did you go back to deal with the work accident that happened the day before yesterday at Guanghui Factory?"

You Dazhi nodded and said, "Yes, Huang Maokun, you are the deputy director of the Labor Bureau. You should know very well that this matter is urgent."

"Of course I know it's urgent." Huang Maokun said, "If it wasn't for Saturday, I wouldn't have time to come here."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and hooked You Dazhi's shoulders and gently pulled him aside. He didn't know if it was intentional or not, but in a loud voice, he said, "I said Lao You, it's almost New Year's Eve, you guys below Can people be more careful? Don't have an accident, let's all have a good year, and family members come to our bureau to ask for arbitration, cry, make trouble, and hang themselves, making us unable to handle the office. , the cadres in your town are just paralyzed, and you can't help but pay attention to safety when you are engaged in the economy, right?"

After all the truths were said, You Dazhi already had a fire in his heart.

"I'm the secretary, not the mayor. I don't care about production safety." You Dazhi said.

Huang Maokun is also a good person. After changing the topic, he put the hat on You Dazhi's head and said, "But you are the number one, you are in charge of the cadres, and the cadres are responsible, but you are not responsible?"

"Whether there is responsibility or not, that's not your Deputy Director Huang, but the city leaders." Qian Huifang couldn't bear it any longer, and came up to Huang Maokun coldly: "I said Deputy Director Huang, I haven't seen you for a while. Are you a good official? Deputy Director of the Labor Bureau, when you have the spirit of a Deputy Chief, next time I have dinner with Mr. Lin, I will recommend you to him. You should not be a Deputy Chief. , it's really absurd."

Huang Maokun was almost choked to death by Qian Huifang's words.

He knew the words were poisonous and could not take it.

In the official / field, some topics should not be discussed.

Qian Huifang's words were to imply her relationship, and secondly, she was digging a hole for herself.

If you are humble enough to say that you are not qualified, she will say that you are incompetent; if you acquiesce, she will say that you have the intention to compete for the deputy chief; in the future, if these gossips are spread out, I am afraid that it will change in the ears of the city leaders.

I am a deputy bureau, at most a deputy department, and I know how many pounds and two taels.

It's really unwise to take this talk.

So he coughed twice, and said angrily: "I won't talk anymore, I'll go see our Pengyu, their first squadron is in the first squadron, your family's sea is here, the third squadron..."

He pointed to the third squadron, turned to his wife He Mingyu and said, "Let's go, go to the first squadron."

When Huang Maokun left, Qian Huifang snorted at his back, turned around and said to her husband, "I said you were a wretch, so why didn't you respond to him ruthlessly? Bigger than you!"

You Dazhi said: "Do you think I don't know him? What do you care about him? He has been a classmate for so many years, and he always looked down on me before, thinking that I came from a mud-legged family. , he didn't get selected, and he said a lot of my words behind his back. But you can't care about people like this, and you don't have time to care about it, I'm busy!"

I went to see my children in the third district team, and visited the housekeeping. Soon, students and parents gathered. Parents were taken to the viewing platform, and students gathered on the lawn on the side of the large playground to sit down and wait to appear in sequence.

On the management stage, Huang Maokun and his wife met with You Dazhi and his wife again.

Enemy road is narrow.

The two actually happened to be next to each other.

Huang Maokun couldn't take it anymore, and said, "Old You, I just heard from my wife that I had a rehearsal a few days ago to test the training results. The sea cracked my pants that day. Today I will have a workout, so you don't have to dance. Put his pants on?"

This is the first time that You Dazhi and his wife have heard of this.

He hurriedly said, "My son didn't tell me about this just now..."

"Really?" Huang Maokun showed that meaningful smile again, and said: "Yes, child, adolescence, you also know to be self-respecting, that's not a glorious thing, not to mention that the class that Dahai was in was graded by all grades. At the very least, I guess I'm embarrassed to tell you."

You Dazhi looked at Qian Huifang, his son did not say anything about this just now.

It seems that what Huang Maokun said is true.

What's more, Huang Maokun's son Huang Pengyu is in Class 1, and his wife, He Mingyu, is a Chinese teacher in Class 1. The situation should be very clear.

A parent interjected next to him: "I heard that the first class took the first place last time."

Huang Maokun said with a smile: "After all, it's a top class. How can it be compared to those messy classes. The learning ability is not on the same level, and the speed of learning is of course different."

The parent smiled and said, "It seems that the first class will definitely be the first in the class this time."

When Qian Huifang heard the words, she immediately had another seizure and said, "I'm good at studying, is it useful? There are master's students in my factory, so why don't they work for me!?"

Qian Huifang's factory is one of the largest private enterprises in City D, and it is an advanced taxpayer. She is usually very good, but she must have capital.

Huang Maokun was choked by Qian Huifang again.

He Mingyu tugged at Huang Maokun and told him not to speak.

Huang Maokun had no choice but to endure it.

You can't scold with a shrew. In this regard, Huang Maokun believes that he is not Qian Huifang's opponent either.

Soon, the gymnastics competition began.

A class is the first to appear.

The queue is neat ~lightnovelpub.net~ standard of action, and the applause around has never stopped.

After exiting the stage, Huang Maokun applauded and glanced at You Dazhi and his wife, his face brightened.

You Dazhi whispered to his wife: "Wife, no one seems to be optimistic about our son's class. I just thought that their instructor was okay, but I just don't know, how is the teaching?"

Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, how could Qian Huifang not know how much her son swims in the sea? How could they not know what class 15 is?

Although he refused to admit defeat in his mouth, although he was tough, he was already prepared to lose in his heart.

"Never mind! It's just military training! It doesn't matter if you take the first place or not."

When Huang Maokun heard it, he immediately turned his head and said something poignant: "But it seems that in the past six months since Class 15 was enrolled, no matter what it is, even if it is a hygiene competition, let alone the first place, I have never won a place! "

As soon as he said this, the faces of You Dazhi and his wife turned dark.

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