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I am acting as secretary for the leader.
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After being transferred from the Jinan City government to the Municipal Health School, for the first time in my life, I understood what it means to be like a tiger fallen on flat ground, what it means for a dragon to be stranded on a sandbank, the fickleness of the world, and the warmth and coldness of human relationships.
I was assigned to the administrative department, and when I reported for duty, there was no welcome ceremony, no leadership to meet and hand over to me. I felt like a waste paper basket, thrown into a large office shared by ten people in logistics. In this environment, apart from me and two other regular staff, everyone else was drivers, temporary workers for water and electricity, with people coming and going all day. They either smoked, spat, or sneezed, or spoke vulgarly without restraint, sometimes with words so dirty that it was unbearable to hear.
As for the division of work, there are already too many wolves and too little meat in the office. No one is willing to give up even a drop of their own benefits, except for the maintenance of greenery, which I managed to squeeze out from a temporary worker.
Having experienced such great fluctuations, my heart has become desolate. Perhaps I was never meant to be the same type of person. I feel extremely uncomfortable in this environment.
Although the office in the municipal government is not large, at least it is independent. Apart from the secretary, the mayor, and my boss, even the ordinary deputy mayor treats me with respect.
Here, I always sit in the office, feeling unhappy myself and making people around me uncomfortable. I am often asked to do things, such as buying rice, flour, and oil from the cafeteria, moving newly purchased tables and chairs, and even helping the driver change tires. All of these tasks are "conveniently" assigned to me.
I used to be the executive vice mayor's chief secretary!
So, after a few days there, I started to dislike that large, car dealership-style office and fell in love with the red flowers and green grass on campus. In addition to managing the daily work of the flower workers, I sometimes personally wear work clothes and go down to the flower house and lawn to help with pruning, watering, and fertilizing. When there's nothing to do, I chat with the flower workers in the flower house and listen to their introductions of various flowers and plants.
At this time, no one remembers that I used to be the deputy director of city government and the secretary of Executive Vice Mayor Zou Dejiang. It should be noted that I was not demoted because the "boss" was not doing well. On the contrary, he was transferred to a neighboring city and successfully promoted to a higher position.
Every change in position is accompanied by unseen struggles, and I have become the scapegoat on the road to promotion for Mayor Zou. But now, there is no reason to explain. Within the system in Jinan, everyone who knows me knows that I have "made a mistake." Having experienced the ups and downs of my career and life, I feel like I've been on a roller coaster ride. My wife, Jiang Xiaoli, and my son, Mao Mao, the two closest people in my life, have also experienced considerable suffering and transformation!
When I kiss and caress my wife, I can clearly feel that the wrinkles on her face have deepened, and there are more white hairs at her temples. In short, her beautiful face has aged a lot in these few months. This kind of aging is obviously closely related to my career setbacks.
At first, I was the secretary of the city government, following the Executive Vice Mayor, with endless smiles, endless flattery, and endless delicious food every day. Our home was always full of guests and friends.
Jiang Xiaoli worked at Jinan City Commercial Bank, starting as a regular teller and later becoming a customer manager, and then transferred to the branch office as the office director.
My son Mao Mao is also a cherished angel at school, carefully looked after by the principal and teachers. He often has the opportunity to serve as a flag bearer or host various events. However, with my disciplinary action and transfer to Medical College, everything suddenly fell into a dead silence. Those colleagues, friends, classmates, and fellow villagers who used to surround me all suddenly disappeared without a trace. Sometimes, even if I run into them on the street, they deliberately pretend not to see me.
My wife is still loyal, allowing her to continue her original job at the bank, but the cold words and attitudes of the people around her are as cold as ice, making her consider returning to the counter to work as a teller.
As for Mao Mao at school, life has become even more unbearable. The school is already a place where social status is sensitive, and the principal and teachers always like to show their likes and dislikes, causing him to complain, "I don't want to go to school anymore!"
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