Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 32 Petition

Amidst the commotion, hundreds of teachers from the township set off in a mighty manner, and one by one they rushed towards the township government filled with righteous indignation. Accountant Sun and Zhao Lie, who had been encouraging them just now, were in the middle of the entire team.

When he walked out of the school gate, he sneaked away and ran into a small building.

"Team Leader Zhai, Director Li, everything is done!" Accountant Sun came to the office, picked up a glass of water and drank it. It was so hot that he waved his hands and kept making ouch.

Li Yuanyi sat carelessly on the boss's chair of Zhai Wanchen, the head of the township education team, and said with a smile: "Well done! Old Zhai, there are so many soldiers and so many generals in the nest. You really have a lot of talents under your command. Wait until Boss Zhao comes back.

, I will tell him the truth about what happened!"

Zhai Wanchen was in his forties, not tall but covered with fat. Hearing Li Yuanyi's compliment, he yawned while sitting on the sofa. He raised his fat palm, licked his hairless head, and echoed.

: "Hey, anyway you

I am struggling to make a living under Boss Zhao. I have a big business, many trivial matters, and it is difficult to live in a poor family. It is really difficult for me. In the future, I will have to rely on you to put in a few kind words with Boss Zhao and get more office funds. Otherwise, you, Brother Zhai

I can’t open the pot anymore!”

"No problem, Lao Zhai, don't worry. As soon as Boss Zhao comes back, I will say that you, Lao Zhai, have contributed a lot. If anything is beneficial to you, I will pick out my ears immediately. By the way, the rest of the primary school has been arranged.

Is it? Just relying on rural schools, there are not enough teachers, and it still cannot form a climate and reach a scale!" Li Yuanyi patted his chest as a guarantee, and was thinking about the activities of more than a dozen primary schools.

"Brother Zhai, are you worried about your work? According to my estimation, all the teachers from the fifteen primary schools in the township should be on the way now. When the teachers from the township arrive at the township government, they should be able to join together!"

Two fingers tapped the table rhythmically, and a proud smile appeared on Li Yuanyi's face: "Hey, Lao Zhai, this is just the beginning. Secretary Wang has been idle and bored these two days, and he has only used his talents. He suffers from no

When it comes to local performance, we think about what the leaders want, worry about what the leaders need, and do everything possible to achieve political achievements for the leaders!"

The sky is blue and white clouds are blooming. It is a beautiful autumn day. Yi Feng rides a bicycle to work while humming a tune. Her tight jeans wrap her youthful limbs, and she exudes a compelling heroic spirit.

She looked refreshed and full of energy. When she entered the campus, it was morning reading time with the sound of books reading loudly. Yi Feng took a deep breath. She liked this kind of working environment and sighed in her heart, it's great to be young!

"Teacher Zhao, what are you doing?" Yi Feng asked strangely, looking at several colleagues gathered in the office.

Teacher Zhao is already in his forties and has gained some weight. In Hongling Village Primary School, Teacher Zhao’s professional skills are first-rate and he is quite prestigious. When he heard Yi Feng ask her, he turned around and said, "Xiao Yi

Ah, you don’t know, right? I just received a notice from the township education team that after August 15th this time, don’t even think about getting your salary!”

What, no more wages? Yi Feng was shocked when she heard this. Although she was still at an age where she could feed herself and the whole family was not hungry, and her parents usually supported her, this news still disappointed her.

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"Didn't you say a few days ago that we would be paid before the Mid-Autumn Festival? Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Before Yi Feng could finish her words, she heard a strange voice say: "What's going on? Humph, give us the salary."

Salary, rather

It's like taking money from the leader's own pocket. We work hard here and eat chalk powder every day. When the salary is paid, the leader opens and closes his lips and says there is no money, and our hard-earned money is gone. This also makes

Won't you let us pass?"

The person complaining is none other than Cai Dongjun, the vice principal of Hongling Village Primary School. Cai Dongjun is from Hongling Village. He usually doesn’t pay much attention to teaching, but he has frequent interactions with the leaders of the education group and has a heated relationship. Half of his thoughts are on

He spent his time in flattery. In the entire Xihezi Township education system, there is a joke about him that is widely circulated and can be called a classic.

It is said that Teacher Cai’s lectures in class are really concise and comprehensive. A primary school student’s class lasts forty-five minutes, and he only has three sentences: The first sentence is “Look,” with this instruction, the ten-minute class period will be over. The second sentence is to read it, and this recitation lasts another ten minutes; then it is to write it, after these twenty-five minutes of writing, the get out of class over there is over!

Although this joke is hearsay and somewhat mixed with water, Teacher Cai's teaching performance is obvious to all. That is, as long as the students taught by Teacher Cai, most of the test scores are two natural numbers, and they are still the smallest.

Even though Cai Dongjun is not active in teaching, he is very familiar with the road of fawning over leaders and can move and retract freely. The leaders at the top and bottom are like plants in need of light, and they are willing to call him on everything. Over time, many teachers have become

He guarded him like a thief, not daring to complain. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Cai Dongjun, the big sun, came out from the west!

"Principal Li, we haven't been paid for half a year. If we don't pay any more, we won't have to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. We'll just go and beg for food!" A teacher said to the principal who was sitting at his desk with a frown on his face.

"Principal Li, I am not afraid of everyone laughing in front of the leaders today. During this period, I went to the vegetable market early in the morning and late in the evening to ask for some peeled cabbage from the vegetable farmers. I said that it was fed at home.

Little rabbit, isn’t this just to save a few cents for buying groceries? People are poor and have short ambitions. It doesn’t matter if I am embarrassed. My self-esteem cannot be used as food. But once people know that I am a teacher in our school, don’t blame me for damaging the school.

The image of leadership!”

Everyone became more and more angry as they talked. Looking at the sad faces of the teachers, Yi Feng felt a little resentful towards these officials. She had only been here at Hongling Village Primary School for less than a year, but she was quite familiar with the situation in the homes of these colleagues.

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Even though these teachers are all respectable and prosperous public servants, their lives are extremely difficult. Especially for Mr. Zhao, whose husband and wife are both teachers. His son is in high school, and his daily life is even more tight.

"We haven't been paid since the Chinese New Year, and we haven't been paid on August 15th. They are basically forcing us to go on strike! I heard that all the teachers in the township government have gone to petition. These days, unless you can arouse the pressure from above,

Only by paying attention can the problem be solved, otherwise, it will be a long time until the end of the year!" Cai Dongjun's roar suddenly broke the tranquility of the office.

"To find them, just go to the top leader in the township and ask him why he doesn't pay us wages!"

"Yes, let's go find him. When we celebrated Teacher's Day, I heard from Township Chief Zhao that his salary would be paid soon. Why did the Township Chief change his mind just after he left the job? It's his turn to take charge of the work? If you can, you can do it. If you can't, you can do it.

Don't sit here squatting in a manhole without shit! If you don't give us an explanation, we will go to the county or city to sue him!"

Under Cai Dongjun's instigation, the already agitated teachers lined up neatly and set off like a torrent bursting through a dam.