Volume 1 Chapter 30: Unworried Conflict

  Ma Zi's injustice was met with silence from Peng Yuanzheng.

  As a newcomer to the department, although he was dissatisfied with Sun Ping's exclusion and difficulties in his heart, he couldn't show it. He couldn't do it in front of people, and it was better to say less behind people. Some things, as long as you understand them in your heart, there is no need to put them on your lips.

  At this moment, Peng Yuanzheng was considering why Sun Ping would have such an attitude towards him.

  After some thought, I feel there must be a reason behind this.

  As for this material, Peng Yuanzheng didn't take it too seriously.

  He was a minor clerk in the district government office for over ten years, with writing skills honed to perfection. He is extremely familiar with the thought process and various rules and taboos of the administrative system. Writing this article about the tertiary industry is merely a trivial matter for him.

  Peng Yuanzheng bowed his head to look at the materials and sorted out his thoughts.

  Wang Na quietly approached him and leaned on his office desk, giggling and saying, "Little Peng, do you want sister to help you out?"

  "Sister told you, those old ladies have signs of entering menopause ahead of time, don't take it too seriously. You just arrived, can't write a manuscript is normal, Old Gong won't say anything about it. But you'd better be careful that the old ladies are talking bad about you to Director Zhu."

  Wang Na said in a low voice.

  "Hehe, thank you Sister Wang, I'll try writing it myself, after all, there has to be a start, right?" Peng Yuanzheng smiled in response, but didn't take the bait of Wang Na's sarcastic remark about Sun Ping. He knew that the "Director Zhu" Wang Na mentioned was Zhu Chengrong, the deputy director in charge of the news department in the propaganda division, and it was clear that Sun Ping had a close relationship with Director Zhu.

  Peng Yuanzheng immediately realized that this was probably also an important factor in Gong Hanlin's tolerance for Sun Ping.

  He also understood that Wang Na's help was false, and provoking him to conflict with Sun Ping was true, which was also sinister. This little girl is not a good person either - he secretly said, lowering his head to continue reading the materials.

  At this time, in the Propaganda Department conference room, Zhu Chengrong was convening a meeting with Gong Hanlin and Sun Ping to discuss the recent focus of public opinion propaganda, and several larger topics were set. The draft about the tertiary industry that Sun Ping had handed over to Peng Yuanzheng was one of them.

  Gong Hanlin had originally wanted to take this opportunity to mention to Director Zhu that he should assign a reporter with strong business skills from the newspaper office to complete the manuscript on the tertiary industry, as in his opinion, Peng Yuanzheng, a newly graduated student, could not possibly write such an important document.

  But he hasn't made his own suggestions yet, and instead heard Sun Ping say to Zhu Chengrong with a smile, "Director Zhu, that high-achieving student from Beijing University who just joined our department, I gave him the manuscript of the tertiary industry and let him practice. At the same time, let the leaders take a look at his basic skills. In our business department, without two brushes, how can we succeed?"

  Actually, Sun Ping wanted to say that the two young people who came in earlier, Ma Zi and Wang Na, were themselves half-baked and had weak business abilities. If this newcomer is also like this, then the news department's work will have to be done entirely by her and old comrades like Gong Hanlin.

  Zhu Chengrong was taken aback for a moment, then said lightly, "New graduates, I've seen enough. Never mind, let's give it a try first, and we'll talk about it later if it doesn't work out."

  "The business department can't just arrange people like this. In two days, I'll have to talk to the organizational department about it and tell them not to stuff whoever they want into the propaganda department!"

  Zhu Chengrong's tone was somewhat indifferent.

  Gong Hanlin's heart shrank, knowing that this time Peng Yuanzheng entered the news department, the organization department did not communicate with Zhu Chengrong, the person in charge, beforehand. Zhu Chengrong was not comfortable with it. Correspondingly, he had some hidden resentment towards Peng Yuanzheng.

  Thinking of this, Gong Hanlin couldn't help but feel a silent sorrow for Peng Yuanzheng. With Zhu Chengrong's disdain from above and Sun Ping's difficulties in the department, it was hard for Peng Yuanzheng to stand firm in the propaganda department.

  Gong Hanlin and Sun Ping walked into the classroom one after another.

  In the corridor, they met Peng Yuanzheng who had just returned from the toilet. Peng Yuanzheng smiled and greeted them, "Director Gong, Director Sun!"

  Sun Ping gave him a glance, slightly nodded with restraint, while Gong Hanlin smiled and patted his shoulder.

  Sun Ping sat back in the office and continued to knit. Ma Zi lowered his head, fiddling with some materials, while Wang Na's beeper kept going off as she answered phone calls.

  After so many times, Sun Ping finally couldn't bear it anymore.

  She suddenly raised her head and glared at Wang Na, scolding in a low voice, "Wang Na, this is an office, not a club! Everyone is working, why are you constantly making calls?"

  Sun Ping burst out, making everyone in the room including Peng Yuanzheng feel somewhat sudden, and they all looked up at her.

  She was originally the deputy director, and if Wang Na didn't make a sound after saying a few words, it would be fine. But Wang Na wasn't someone to be trifled with either, she had never gotten along with Sun Ping, and upon hearing this, she immediately sneered coldly, "Hey, I made a few phone calls and it affected your work? What are you pretending to be? I don't believe it, my making phone calls can affect your knitting!"

  Sun Ping suddenly became furious, threw down the sweater in her hand, stood up and pointed at Wang Na loudly, "Say, do you still have any reason? You're a young person, not doing your job well, messing around with these useless things every day - Old Gong, are you going to manage or not? If you don't, I'll report it to the supervisor!"

  Gong Hanlin furrowed his brow.

  Wang Na slammed her hand on the table, "Stop using your leader to intimidate people. Alright, let's go to our leader and reason things out. You can knit during work hours, but I'm not allowed to make a phone call? What's wrong with that? Why are you allowed to knit at work while I'm not allowed to make a few calls?"

  As the two people quarreled more and more fiercely, Gong Hanlin helplessly patted the table and said in a low voice, "Shut up, it's working hours, making noise and afraid of being laughed at by other departments. Old Sun, sit down, Little Wang, I'm not saying you, can't you make fewer calls?"

  Sun Ping sat down in a huff, her mouth twitching with rage. Wang Na had someone backing her up, and she couldn't do anything about it.

  Wang Na also pursed her lips and sat down directly.

  This was clearly not the first time they had clashed, and Ma Ziyu was already used to it. He squeezed his eyes at Peng Yuanzheng, who smiled slightly, just about to lower his head to continue reading the materials, when he heard Sun Ping glare at him with a scowl, "What are you smiling at? Write your materials properly!"

  Peng Yuanzheng's eyebrows furrowed, thinking to himself: Are you sick or something? I've only been here for a day and I've already become your punching bag? You don't dare to mess with Wang Na that little girl, so you're taking out your anger on me? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?!

  Peng Yuanzheng is the kind of person who yields to softness but resists hardness. Although he is low-key, he cannot be bullied by others. Moreover, a woman like Sun Ping, if she always tolerates and compromises, will eventually take advantage of him.

  At the mention of this, Peng Yuanzheng smiled coldly and looked up at Sun Ping, saying indifferently, "Director Sun, can't I even smile? Where have I not done enough or been inappropriate? Please point it out to me, Director Sun. If there's anything wrong, I'll definitely correct it."

  Sun Ping didn't expect that a new student would also dare to talk back to her, where was the deputy department head's dignity? She couldn't help but burst into flames, suddenly standing up and pointing at Peng Yuanzheng as she started scolding.

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