The big stage is waiting for you

  Han Dong remained still, sitting there with the Huaxia Daily in hand, looking exceptionally serious, like a thirsty student eager for knowledge, seemingly not having heard Lu Jinyuan's words.

  Han Dong actually heard Lu Jin Yuan's words, but he was very dissatisfied with his tone, so he deliberately ignored him.

  Lu Jin-yuan was despised, a flash of anger in his eyes, and he shouted: "Han Dong——"

  "What's wrong?" Han Dong raised his head, with an innocent face.

  "You... " Lu Jinyuan's face turned ugly, "You're intentionally..."

  "Director Lu, what's going on? I'm in the middle of studying the spirit of the Central Committee's documents."

  Han Dong waved his hand with the newspaper, but a hint of sarcasm lingered at the corner of his mouth.

  Lu Jin-yuan's anger surged, his fury almost bursting out of his eyes. "You, stand up!"

  Han Dong's face was expressionless as he swept a glance over him, sitting upright and unmoving, saying lightly: "What's wrong, Director Lu is so angry, what did I do wrong?"

  "You..." Lu Jinyuan's calf muscles kept tensing up, he felt like he was going to jump up at any moment, but in front of everyone, he had to maintain a leader's demeanor and identity.

  "What have you been doing these days? Why haven't you handed in your review yet? Do you still want to work or not?"

  When Lu Jin Yuan scolded Han Dong, all the staff in the office sat upright at their desks, holding pens or files, looking like they were working hard, but in fact, they were all holding their breath and listening intently to the commotion.

  Han Dong didn't buy Lu Jinyuan's nonsense at all, and sneered, "Whether I want to do it or not has nothing to do with Director Lu."

  "What... about that review?"

  "Not written!"

  Han Dong finished speaking, stood up, didn't even look at Lu Jinyuan, and walked out in big strides.

  Lu Jin's face turned red with rage, and his body shook violently. He suddenly sprinted two steps forward, chasing after him, and shouted angrily: "I'm talking to you, where are you going?"

  "I have an emergency, will Director Lu accompany me?"

  "You... you... I..."

  Lu Jin was furious, and his words were somewhat incoherent. Seeing that Han Dong had already turned the corner of the corridor, he glared at the staff who were eavesdropping with their necks stretched out, and scolded: "What are you doing? Don't you have any work to do? You're always loafing on the job!"

  Everyone quickly lowered their heads and became busy, but it was unclear what they were busy with.

  "Hmph!" Lu Jin stomped his foot in anger and turned back to his own office. Originally, he had come to fix Han Dong's problem according to Fang County Magistrate's instructions, but ended up being scolded by Han Dong until he was furious and lost his composure, forgetting his original purpose.

  Han Dong went out for a while and came back slowly, walking into the office to see everyone with serious faces, but all of them were pursing their lips, looking quite strange. He thought to himself: "Let you guys watch a free show."

  Anyway, Fuyi County Committee has already put his problem aside, and everyone is waiting for the final conclusion of the high-level, so Han Dong doesn't need to be too polite to Lu Jinyuan.

  After this article's storm, on Han Dong's forehead, a "Huang" character has been firmly carved. Originally, both were supporters of reform, and Huang Wenyuan spared no effort in protecting Han Dong, whoever would have taken Han Dong as one of Huang Wenyuan's people. Judging from the situation at the Standing Committee meeting, the contradictions between Huang Wenyuan and Fang Zhong have become very prominent, basically they are diametrically opposed.

  Han Dong roughly understood what was going on, this was a strong collision between foreign forces and local forces. Huang Wenyun, the powerful dragon from outside, naturally had a fierce battle with Fang Zhong, the local snakehead. From the current situation, the strength of both sides is evenly matched, and it's not easy to determine the winner.

  After work, Han Dong and Zou Gang had dinner together. Through this matter, Zou Gang has already completely entered Han Dong's eyes, and he will definitely use him in the future if there is an opportunity.

  After dinner, Zou Gang sent Han Dong back again. He had a few cups of wine and his expression was somewhat melancholy.

  Han Dong smiled and said, "Life has been tough lately, hasn't it?"

  Zou Gang was taken aback and smiled wryly, "It's okay."

  His days are not easy to pass, after all, he is just a deputy director of the office, without the support of the leader, and the power in his hands can't even be considered as power.

  Han Dong shrugged and said, "Hmm, let him jump around, you just do your own thing. Put your heart at ease and broaden your horizons a bit. The statistics bureau is just a small government office, there will be even bigger stages waiting for you in the future."

  Zou Gang stared blankly at Han Dong, his mind not quite understanding what Han Dong meant.

  Seeing his dazed expression, Han Dong smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder before walking straight into the courtyard of the Grain Bureau. Things were not yet completely clear, so Han Dong couldn't speak too clearly either, but Zou Gang would definitely understand what he meant.

  Zou Gang stood stupidly by the door, and when the cold wind blew, his face suddenly showed a hint of excitement. At this moment, he seemed to have sensed something from Han Dong's previous words.

  "Ah——" The grievances, oppression, and depression he had endured for days were suddenly swept away, and Zou Gang's mood suddenly brightened up. His whole body was filled with boundless energy, and he walked quickly in the cold wind.

  The next day, Han Dong got up at seven o'clock.

  Today is Sunday, and Han Dong didn't want to get up so early. Staying in bed on a winter morning was the best enjoyment. However, his mother called him that day and told him to visit General Lyu Guozhong, who had just taken office as the commander of the Sichuan Military Region. General Lyu was an old subordinate of Old Master's, over 50 years old, and was promoted to general last year. Now he has been sent to take charge of the military in southwest China and is at the peak of his career.

  At the small restaurant by the door, Han Dong still ordered a basket of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, eating with relish.

  "Xiao Dong, why are you up so early today?" It was Wang Auntie, the owner of the small restaurant, who spoke. Han Dong had always eaten breakfast here, so he had chatted with her before and was quite familiar with her.

  Han Dong smiled and said: "I didn't want to get up so early either, but I have some business to attend to in Shu Du, if I get up late it won't do."

  "Going to Chengdu, you have to get up early." Wang aunt smiled and said, she knew that Han Dong was working at the statistics bureau and also had a meal at the public house, and on Monday he still had to go to work.

  After having breakfast, Han Dong hailed a pedicab at the door and had it take him to the station. He always ate at the small restaurant by the door and paid once a month, which was also more convenient. When he arrived at the station, Han Dong paid the fare and rushed to buy his ticket. There were only two buses from Fuyi County to Shudu in the morning, if he missed the 8 o'clock one, he would have to wait until 11:30.

  Han Dong carried a small package on his back, which contained only two special supply cigarettes. He had brought five from Yanjing, gave two to Li Dayong, smoked one himself, and the remaining two were just right for giving away.

  At this time, several men in front walked over with laughter and conversation. Han Dong hurried to buy tickets and brushed against the man on his left as he climbed up the stairs.

  That man rolled his eyes and scolded: "Are you blind?"

  "Brothers, don't forget to collect and vote, thank you Xiaojiao."