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Chapter 460 - 300 Love Song

Chapter 460: Chapter 300 Love Song

Anxi City, some administrative unit.

In the office marked "Secretary’s Office".

"Hey! My uncle organized a gathering tonight at Yue Chun Hot Spring Hotel and told me to invite some friends. Are any of you interested in joining?"

A slick young man with a greasy hair and powdered face asked with a smile.

"A gathering organized by Director Liu? Of course I’m interested! Count me in!"

"I’m going too!"

"Brother Liu, count me in!"

The young man known as Brother Liu revealed a smile tinged with self-satisfaction, yet his gaze fell on the only discordant presence in the office...

It was a man in the corner, wearing a polo shirt, suit trousers, and black leather shoes, with a meticulously groomed hairstyle, embodying the classic attire of a bureaucratic official.

The man was bent over his desk, writing something, several English books laid out before him.

"Oxford Dictionary," "International and Political," "Global Trade Terminology," "Diplomatic Etiquette"...

As he drafted official documents, he occasionally browsed through the books, completely focused, apparently not having heard the young man’s invitation at all.

"Hey! Guangming, are you coming?" Brother Liu walked to his desk and asked.

Zhao Guangming looked up.

"Oh, I’d better not. I haven’t finished the draft I was assigned by the leader; I’ll probably need to work late tonight."

"Look, Guangming, it’s a high-end gathering organized by Director Liu; it’s not something you can often come across. It’s just one evening, come on!"

"Yeah, just one night. It won’t delay the work. Even a plowing ox needs to nap sometimes, right?"

Several people in the office urged.

"No, go ahead. The leader needs it by tomorrow; I’m afraid I’ll mess up if I don’t get it done in time," Zhao Guangming said with a helpless smile.

Brother Liu’s face flashed with displeasure, but he kept a cheerful tone.

"Fine, fine, Guangming has had it tough getting scolded by the leader these past few days; let’s all be understanding then. Next time it is."

"Okay!"

The young people quickly forgot such a trifling displeasure and soon began to chat about various topics again.

One moment it was about national affairs, passionately critiquing and proposing, the next it was about which technician at the foot massage parlor was the best looking...

Just then, the door to the office opened, and a stern-faced middle-aged man walked in.

The young people immediately stopped talking.

"Director! You’re back."

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man nodded, then swept his gaze around the office, finally resting on the corner.

"Zhao Guangming!"

"Leader." Zhao Guangming quickly stood up.

"Secretary Wei needs company tonight at an event, you’ll accompany him."

Everyone was startled, and many eyed Zhao Guangming with a mix of envy and jealousy.

"Uh... But leader, I haven’t finished the draft Secretary Wei assigned to me yet..." Zhao Guangming said, looking troubled.

Brother Liu’s eyes immediately lit up.

He quickly said with a grin to the middle-aged man, "Director, why don’t I go? My tolerance for alcohol is quite good, and I happen to be free tonight."

Everyone: "..."

The middle-aged man however, didn’t mind him, but looked at Zhao Guangming with some resignation.

"Set aside your current work; Secretary Wei specifically asked for you! Oh, and bring those documents too!"

Only after Zhao Guangming reluctantly set down his work and hurriedly grabbed his briefcase and left with the middle-aged man did the office slowly start to buzz again.

"I’m really puzzled here; Zhao Guangming has no significant connections, looks naive and clueless, and usually gets scolded by Secretary Wei. Why does Secretary Wei seem to always fancy bringing this guy along everywhere?"

"Maybe it’s ’fools have their own kind of fortune’?"

"Exactly, I’ve heard that Secretary Wei will soon be promoted from the municipal committee to the provincial committee. Traditionally, he’s supposed to bring someone from the secretariat when he moves... Do you guys think..."

"He could be thinking of bringing this guy along?"

"Impossible! How could Secretary Wei be so lacking in judgment?

"Brother Liu, what do you think?"

Brother Liu, seemingly having completely forgotten how he had just tried to curry favor, snorted through his nose.

What Secretary Wei, he’s just a deputy anyway!

...

"Thump!" The car door closed, and the vehicle slowly started moving.

"Leader, here are the documents you requested."

"Hmm! Give me a brief overview," Secretary Wei said as he began to look over the documents.

"Yes, regarding the development plan of Anxi City’s ’One Belt, One Road’, according to the national strategy, it can roughly be divided into the industrial transfer of the economically developed southeastern coastal areas and the resource complementation of countries along the Eurasian Continent...

In addition, concerning the role Anxi City plays in the ’One Belt, One Road’, besides commercial trade, there is also the exhibition of culture transmission and soft power...

There are some macro-economic data verifications that still need some time, I originally planned to present it to you after tomorrow..."

"Hehe!" Secretary Wei nodded, very satisfied.

He set down the documents and looked at Zhao Guangming with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Do you know why you always have to do the toughest jobs and endure the harshest criticisms?"

"Because the leader trusts me, but I am a bit slow and often fall short in my tasks," Zhao Guangming said with his signature naive smile.

"You, oh you!" Secretary Wei laughed and pointed at him.

"Do you know why I trust you so much?"

"This... I don’t know," Zhao Guangming shook his head.

"Hehe! Do you remember your college days, Professor Gao from the School of Political Science and Law?"

"You know Professor Gao?"

"Hmm! He was also my mentor."

Zhao Guangming was dumbfounded.

"Hehe!" Secretary Wei laughed, "Do you know what Professor Gao’s evaluation of you was?"