It's not easy being a leader, and it's even harder being a female leader. Those who don't obey the leader are like barefooted people looking down on those wearing shoes, standing while talking without feeling tired, eating food without knowing the value of rice, oil, and salt.
Our comrade Toward the Bright is very worried about his leadership ability, afraid that at any time and place he will make some mistake, causing irreparable losses to the revolutionary cause.
Because he really didn't have any experience as a leader, in elementary school, he was the class representative for the first three years and then became the group leader for the next three years. Later on, he realized that wasn't a real position, just a role to do some work. When he got to middle school, relying on his skills, he became the sports committee member of his class, using his talents to the fullest and proudly entering the ranks of cadres. In the third year of junior high, the head teacher intentionally reformed the system, implementing democratic elections for class cadres. Toward Tian Liang's clever brain, on Sunday, he invited over a dozen classmates to play at home, spending over 50 kilograms of corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes that his family had stored for seeds, over 10 kilograms of rice wine that his grandfather had treasured, and over 20 pieces of dog skin plaster that his third uncle had sold while traveling. He finally became the vice class leader, but unfortunately missed becoming the class leader by just two votes. This bad luck continued into high school, where he lost five elections in three years, each time to Xie Na. The name "Vice Class Leader" was even mentioned multiple times by the principal at teacher-student conferences. After entering university, it became even more difficult to hope for a position as a class cadre - that was a place where talents gathered, and he hadn't even been a dormitory leader.
Leaders are cultivated, and need to be accompanied by dawn, rather than cultivation.
Besides, his wife's army will continue to expand, and with more people, there will be more trouble. Without a golden drill, how can you handle the porcelain business?
Jiang Yuying is a new member of this action, and Xiang Tianliang also wants to understand that two can be done, four can be done, and five women should also be able to lead well.
On New Year's Eve morning, Xiang Tianliang drove Liu Qingqing's car alone to the Municipal People's Bank building.
In the days leading up to this, he had done quite a bit of work, including mailing back home gifts and money for the Spring Festival, as well as making preparations for his planned project.
There shouldn't be many people coming to the bank today, but towards dawn, Tian Liang still keenly noticed some suspicious individuals at the bank entrance casting unusual glances in his direction.
Can't relax yet, there are still many people who remember him and what he has in his hands.
In the afternoon, the bank is no longer open for business. The building is quiet and still. Occasionally, you might run into a few bank employees, but they are all too busy to chat until dawn breaks.
Jiang Yuying is waiting for dawn.
"Xiao Xiang, have you thought it through? Are you really going to take the things away?" Jiang Yuying asked again, a question that had been repeated multiple times over the phone.
"Uh-huh." Xiang Tianliang nodded towards the sky, sat down on the sofa, pulled out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes that Zhu Qin had bought for him, lit one up and started smoking in a leisurely manner.
Smoking is also a kind of swagger, representing a man's maturity, can't help it, keeping up with the times.
"Hey, you don't believe me, won't believe me or still don't believe me?" Jiang Yuying asked in a low voice.
Xiang Tian Liang shook his head and smiled: "I trust you very much, so I will take you with me to retrieve the things from the bank."
"Really?" Jiang Yuying didn't dare to believe it.
Looking at Jiang Yuying's rolling hills, he smiled towards the sky and said: "Go quickly, I've decided to mobilize you during the Spring Festival, you have to follow me closely."
"I'd be happy to accompany you."
Jiang Yuying batted her eyelashes, took the keys and relevant documents, and trotted off.
I really can't figure it out. Among the countless men in the world, Qinghe has no shortage of handsome ones either. Why are these old women so enchanted with themselves?
This issue is very profound and worth studying.
Half an hour later, Jiang Yuying came back.
She was followed by a security guard, who held an insurance box and put it on the coffee table. After putting on white gloves, he began to "verify his identity". The seal and lock were intact, he broke the seal, opened the lock, then entered a four-digit password, and finally opened the safe.
In the safe box, a black handbag was lying inside, and in it were the things that Xiang Tianliang had stored.
In front of the middle-aged security guard, Tian Liang opened his bag and took out the contents one by one for inspection. Five bank deposit slips, seven cassette tapes, and twelve rolls of film were all there, not a single item missing.
He nodded and said "thank you" to the security guard.
Jiang Yuying let out a breath and sent the security guard away, along with the empty safe box and the set of keys that had been strung together.
Put everything back into the black backpack and stuffed it into the military-style shoulder bag she had brought with her, carefully fastening the buckle.
"How meticulous!" Jiang Yuying exclaimed in admiration, taking the opportunity to place the two jade mountains on Xiang Tianliang's shoulders.
He stretched out his right hand and hooked it under Jiang Yuying's body, pulling her onto his lap.
"Sexy stuff." He rubbed the jade peaks, only to find that except for the sheepskin sweater outside, it was empty inside, well-prepared, no wonder it could be turbulent.
"Little Xiao... after Sister Jiang, you're going to be the only one who's promiscuous..." Jiang Yuying didn't show any signs of anger at all, and being called promiscuous seemed to make her even more spirited.
"Hehe, okay, you'd better behave." Xiang Tianliang said bluntly, his hands grasping the rope as he climbed upwards with vigor.
Jiang Yuying was extremely pleased, humming as she closed her eyes, "Mmm... Little Xiang... let me, let me take a look... at your treasure, okay?"
"Heh heh, no way, it's not time yet, can't see the treasure, when the time comes, you'll see the old one."
"When is it?"
"When we win, when we celebrate our success, when we summarize and commend."
"That means we still have to compete for the position?"
"That's for sure, I don't eat from a big pot and I don't engage in egalitarianism."
"What's the competition law?"
"You perform, I'll give you scores."
With a sly smile towards Tian Liang, she picked up her bag and stood up, "Comrade Jiang Yuying, I have high hopes for you, you must do well."
The way to manage women, towards the bright dawn, a little bit of Tao has been figured out. One is not competitive, two are difficult to compete with, three must be competitive, four wars, five chaotic competitions. To create a competitive environment, they can only let them revolve around you. One center, two basic points, the key is still on this male center.
Xiang Tianliang took Jiang Yuying with him, carrying a bag, and swaggered out of the bank.
That's not all, he completely disregarded the gaze of those around him and lingered in front of the bank entrance for a full five minutes.
As if afraid that others wouldn't see, he continued to wave his bag towards the sky until dawn, letting the heavy backpack soar high in the air.
He finally got on the bus, and as he sat in the driver's seat, he clearly saw the gaze of many people with ulterior motives staring at him intently.
No, they should be staring at his backpack.
He smiled complacently in his heart.
Back at Liu Qingqing's home, as soon as they entered the door, Jiang Yuying couldn't wait to loudly announce:
"Sisters, Xiao Xiang has an important announcement."