Director 007

  In the conference room on the second floor of the Statistics Bureau, more than a dozen black desks with red trim formed an oval shape, with two pots of evergreen trees over one meter high placed in the center.

  Chen Minxuan, as the head of the Organization Department who had escorted Han Dong to take office, sat in the front row at this time. He had just announced Han Dong's appointment and briefly introduced his situation, then quietly sat there with a faint smile on his face.

  At this moment, Huang Song, as the deputy secretary of the party group and deputy director of the bureau, is speaking eloquently, naturally expressing his welcome to Han Dong's statistics bureau. With a smile on his face and gestures of both hands, he appears to be in high spirits, with quite a bit of leadership demeanor.

  The people sitting around the conference table had different expressions, occasionally glancing at Han Dong sitting next to Chen Minxuan. This young man who looked like a student would be the head of the Statistics Bureau in the future? He looked too young, but he was handsome, with a pair of bright eyes under his slender eyebrows that seemed to see through people's hearts.

  Liu Cuifen, the staff member in charge of recording, was typing away while occasionally glancing at Han Dong, thinking to herself: "The director is so handsome." Immediately after, her face flushed with embarrassment.

  While everyone was watching Han Dong, he was also observing them. Today, apart from the recorder Liu Cuifen, all the others were middle-level and above cadres of the Statistics Bureau, including two deputy directors, one room four departments responsible persons. Because Chen Minxuan had introduced him before, Han Dong specifically observed Huang Song. Huang Song was over 30 years old, with a neat side parting, wearing a suit that was pressed to perfection, speaking with a smile on his face and very rich expressions.

  "This guy can also endure." Han Dong thought to himself.

  He had just pondered Chen Minxuan's words and looked at the situation in the statistics bureau, and he understood what was going on. It was obvious that his arrival would block Huang Song's way. If it weren't for him, the position of director should have been his. Among the two deputy directors, Ge Wenguang looked like a honest man, over 50 years old, and didn't speak much, so he had little chance of being promoted. But Huang Song was different, in his prime, and also the deputy secretary of the party group in the bureau, when the position of director became vacant, normally it should be him who would move forward one step. In this situation, Huang Song should have hated himself thoroughly, but looking at his performance, there was not a hint of abnormality. No wonder Chen Minxuan had to mention this person intentionally in the car.

  After the meeting, Chen Minxuan did not stay for dinner and went back directly by car. Han Dong also didn't deliberately persuade him to stay, after all, the relationship between the two people couldn't be fixed with just one meal.

  On the first day of work, Han Dong didn't have much to do. He just sat in the office flipping through files and getting familiar with the situation. Before coming, he hadn't prepared at all and didn't understand the work of the statistics bureau very well. Now the top priority was to clarify his relevant responsibilities and sort out his thoughts on how to carry out his work. Although coming to the statistics bureau wasn't what he wanted, since he had come, he had to make a good show of it.

  Put down the documents in his hand, Han Dong raised his wrist to take a look, and more than an hour had passed. He let out a sigh, and his fingers tapped lightly on the desktop.

  It's been over an hour since he took office, and the door to his office has been open all along, but not a single mid-level cadre has come to report on their work. This is a very abnormal phenomenon.

  "Bang, bang, bang......"

  The soft knock on the door sounded, and Han Dong looked up to see Liu Cuifen, an office worker, standing at the door with a thermos in her hand. "Director, I've brought you some fresh hot water."

  She was wearing a yellow down jacket and had her hair tied back in a ponytail, with an ordinary appearance and several freckles on her face.

  Han Dong nodded, actually he hadn't used that bottle of water much before, but looking at Liu Cuifen's expression, he guessed she wanted to show off a bit, so he gave her a faint smile.

  Liu Cuifen saw his smile, her heart skipped a few beats, her face slightly flushed, and she walked out with the thermos bottle that had been exchanged. After returning to the office, her heart was still racing, and she couldn't help but scold herself for being useless.

  He sat idle for a whole morning, and yet no one came to report on their work. Feeling bored, Han Dong began to ponder the situation. This phenomenon was quite abnormal. According to him, the work at the statistics bureau wasn't that busy, and the people in charge of each department basically had nothing to do but stay in their offices. However, under these circumstances, they didn't come to the office to report on their work, clearly not taking Han Dong, the director, seriously.

  "Hmm, it seems the root of the problem lies with that Huang Song." Han Dong thought for a moment before coming to this conclusion. It's just that he had only just arrived and couldn't find a breakthrough yet.

  It was near the end of work when Han Dong suddenly remembered that he should call Li Dayong, no matter how the work arrangement was going, he had to tell him about the situation. Upon learning that Han Dong had been assigned to the Statistics Bureau, a cold and unimportant department, Li Dayong became very indignant and said he would find Wu Jiequan, that old man, to settle the score.

  "Hold on, Uncle Li, I'm just telling you this, but I don't mean to tattle. Since the organization has already made arrangements, I'll do my job properly."

  "Alright, I trust you, Little Dong." Li Dayong also didn't force Han Dong to stay and told him to just call if he needed anything.

  He hung up the phone and sat idly until twelve o'clock, when he should have gone out to eat. As he walked out of the office, the staff from the opposite office came out one after another, and they all greeted him politely.

  Han Dong nodded and went straight downstairs. The staff behind him all slowed down, waiting until he turned the corner before following, naturally not wanting to walk with him together.

  After finding a small restaurant on the street and eating a casual meal, Han Dong returned to the Grain Bureau's dormitory. Looking at the empty room, he thought it would be good to buy a TV when he had time. He picked up the phone and dialed Yanjing's home phone number.

  "Hello." Her mother, Yu Zhen, spoke in a gentle voice.

  A warm smile appeared on Han Dong's face as he said softly, "Mom, it's me."

  "Huh, Xiao Dong?" came Yu Zhen's surprised voice from the other end of the phone.

  After chatting with his mother about recent events, listening to her repeated reminders to take care of himself, Han Dong's heart was filled with a warm feeling. At the same time, he once again strengthened his determination to work hard, even if it was for his mother's sake, he had to give it his all and strive to grow up as soon as possible.

  Coming back to his senses, Han Dong couldn't help but sigh. Where there are people, there is struggle; even a cold government office like this one was so complicated. It seemed that if he didn't get Huang Song under control, he would just be a puppet director in the Statistics Bureau.

  Afternoon after work, Han Dong walked to the office door, and the staff inside were busy with their own affairs. When they saw Han Dong's figure, they all stood up.

  "Bureau Chief."

  "Director Han."

  From the way a few people greeted him, Han Dong could tell the difference and said to Liu Cuifen, who had just called him "Director": "Liu Cuifen, come to my office for a moment."