Chapter two hundred and eleven, the first day of secretarial work
The only problem is that when taking out the weapons, you must avoid those old men, so as not to make them think that they will be in trouble if they encounter supernatural events.
After the practice of boxing, the time also reached 7:20.
Cheng Kong's cell phone ringed. When he answered the phone, it was Lao Ma who called: "Cheng Kong, where are you?"
“Parc top.”
"Well, okay, I'll come up now and wait."
It must be that Lao Ma asked Yu Xiaoliang after going out, and then came up.
After a while, Ma Lizhi's figure appeared on the top of the mountain.
"You're here, I have some questions to ask you."
After Cheng Kong taught some basic boxing practice techniques to Ma Lizhi, Ma Lizhi's physical exercise every morning turned into boxing exercises.
Cheng Kong also wanted to see how Lao Ma was practicing now, so he nodded and asked Lao Ma to stand in a three-body pose first.
Time passed quickly as Cheng Kong corrected Lao Ma's posture.
Not long after, the time reached 7:45.
"Well, let's be here today, we will come again tomorrow." Cheng Kong seemed to be like a martial arts master teaching apprentices at this time. Lao Ma did not feel anything wrong with this and nodded.
By the way, Master Cheng Kong is quite qualified.
Lao Ma had practiced the Three-Body Story for so long, and then touched the door. After correcting and giving instructions, he stood up as if he was decent and seemed to have a touch of breath.
This made Lao Ma very excited and his enthusiasm for standing still became stronger.
Everything is something that people need to be interested in before they can persevere. Although that feeling of air may be an illusion, it almost made Lao Ma almost want to go to work.
The two went down the mountain and returned to the family yard. Yu Xiaoliang was almost anxious. When he saw the two of them coming back and getting into the car, he hurriedly started the car and left the family yard and drove towards the county party committee courtyard.
It is impossible not to say that Yu Xiaoliang is indeed very stable in driving. Even if the time is tight, he still drives steadily.
Of course, Yu Xiaoliang was a little puzzled when driving. In the past, when Zheng Xiaolan was secretary, she would take Secretary Ma's handbag when she saw Secretary Ma.
This is a compulsory course for the leader and secretary. You can’t let the leader carry his bag himself. You are tired, right?
But Cheng Da Secret was fine. Not only did he not carry his bag for Secretary Ma, he also opened the car door for Secretary Ma, but he got into the car first.
Secretary Ma did not complain about this at all, and he looked a little excited, which made Yu Xiaoliang unable to understand.
Well, no matter what, I am just a driver, and some things I can't control.
When he arrived at the county party committee compound, Lao Wang stood upright at the door. When he saw the secretary's special car coming over, he hurriedly saluted.
Not to mention whether his salute was qualified or not, Lao Wang, the guard, was qualified. He got up early and opened the door. He stood by the door waiting for the visit of all the leaders.
This alone made many leaders feel good about him.
If Lao Wang was not a temporary worker, he would have been a section chief long ago.
After going up the second floor, Zheng Xiaolan came earlier than them. At this time, the secretary's office door was open, and Zheng Xiaolan was mopping the floor and cleaning the house.
When Cheng Kong saw the ex-secret posture, his face turned red rarely.
I am not a qualified secretary.
Think about it, the first thing that Director Cheng, who was in the simple and pure office in Shuilong Township, every day was to clean the office for the two main leaders. When the leader arrived, he was panting and helping the leader make tea and water.
Well, Secretary Zheng is idle and has nothing to do, so he is used to it.
Cheng Kong muttered a few words in his heart, and smiled and snatched Zheng Xiaolan's dragging handkerchief on his shoulder.
"Leader, aren't you ashamed me? The dignified princes mopping the floor here. Okay, Secretary Ma should have something to ask you for trouble." Seeing that Zheng Xiaolan wanted to finish the rest of the hygiene, Cheng Kong hurriedly spoke.
Ma Lizhi nodded: "Well, Xiao Zheng, there is something wrong with finding you today."
Lao Ma took Zheng Xiaolan in. Cheng Kong went in and prepared to help make tea and water, but was stopped by Ma Lizhi with a smile: "No, we pour it ourselves, just help you to keep the door."
Ma Lizhi will not hide his special relationship with Cheng Kong in front of Zheng Xiaolan.
Cheng Kong went out arrogantly and felt very proud. The secretary didn't dare to let himself help make tea. If he said this, he would probably shock a large number of people.
However, Zheng Xiaolan felt numb.
By the way, even Secretary Ma’s younger brother would have to make tea and water if he became a secretary?
But this Cheng Dami is just like others and he can't use normal routines to mess with him.
Not to mention what Ma Lizhi said to Zheng Xiaolan inside, Cheng Kong returned to the desk outside the door and happily made a cup of tea for himself.
There is no way, the treatment of the county party secretary is different from that of ordinary leaders.
Haven't you seen it? In the small cabinet under the secretary's desk, there are all tea pots with small labels on it. Longjing, Maofeng, Tieguanyin, Tuocha, everything is good tea.
Of course, this was introduced to Zheng Xiaolan yesterday, otherwise Cheng Kong would not have known that there were so many teas below.
Cheng Kong likes to drink tea, and Cheng’s father is a person who regards tea as his life. When Cheng Kong was a few years old, he held his father’s old teapot and drank water.
However, family conditions are limited, and most of the teas Cheng's father used to drink were local flower tea, so the grades naturally couldn't be improved.
In recent years, when doing business, the conditions have improved, I gradually drank some famous teas. However, even so, Cheng Kong never drank the teas in the small cabinet below.
Except for Tuo Tea and Tieguanyin, the remaining tea leaves are all new tea. Just smelling the aroma of the tea, you will know that it is not a second-broken tea, but it will definitely sprout before the rain.
Cheng Kong couldn't afford these cans of tea with a few months' salary.
Of course, not all these teas were wanted by Ma Lizhi. Ma Lizhi drank Tuo tea, just this sip, and the rest of the tea was prepared for other leaders.
After all, each leader has different tastes. When they come to Secretary Ma’s office, Zheng Xiaolan has to go in and make tea according to the other party’s taste.
Zheng Xiaolan also told Cheng Kong about this. Cheng Kong listened seriously at that time, and he forgot about it a day after that.
Cheng Kong didn't care about the leader's special tea. He grabbed a trouble of Longjing in front of the rain and soaked it for himself. He sat there and took out the materials that Zheng Xiaolan handed over from the drawer and placed it on the desk. He looked at it.
Although Cheng Kongdang is a formality, he cannot neglect some things.
For example, the material in front of me is Secretary Ma’s meeting speech.
Chapter completed!