The reborn I want to lay down a big country

"Still at get off work?"

"immediately."

Outside Room 218 of Building 4, a tall, middle-aged man with broad shoulders and thick back appeared at the door of the office holding a bouquet of roses. At 8:30 in the evening, the lights were still on in the room.

You Yu, the hard-working mistress of the Second Clinical College, didn’t even eat dinner and was still busy organizing the freshman art performance tomorrow night. This art performance is nominally organized by the college, but the real contributor is Liang Liang.

The student union of the 06-level Youth League branch where Xin belongs is the one directly managed by You Yu.

The Youth League Committee of the college is only responsible for "guidance" at best - that is, just fooling around and showing off.

"Oh, it's so annoying. Many things that were originally determined to be dead have been changed at the last moment. Our Youth League committee members are... forget it, forget it, let's not talk about it." You Yu did a little bit in the project docking.

irritable.

Her fiancé smiled, put the flowers on her table, put his hands on her shoulders, and squeezed gently, "The work is never finished, and the perfect job will always find the next one."

When flaws come, don’t make things too difficult for yourself. If the leaders of the Youth League committee don’t make some mistakes for you, then what’s the point of being a leader? You give them face and cooperate a little to make them feel comfortable and gain a little respect, that’s pretty much it.

That’s it. The thing itself, even if you say it is important, it is actually not that important..."

"Oh, I understand the truth, it's just..." You Yu shook her head, "Stop talking, let's go, let's go."

She grabbed her fiancé's hand on her shoulder and rubbed it gently to express her gratitude.

Her fiancé knew that she was under great pressure, and the second half of You Yu's unfinished sentence was actually very simple.

Now there are three people in the college competing for a promotion spot. You Yu is the youngest and the most junior among the three. She can only do her best in everything so that she can stand out.

For her now, no matter how small the matter is, it is still a big deal.

After all, the difference between getting promoted one year earlier and getting promoted one year later is really huge.

And the most important thing is that after this year, there may not be a chance next year.

If you go to this village by mistake, you don’t know when there will be another store...

"I'm so tired. Let's go eat first. I'm starving." You Yu took her fiancé's hand and was about to stand up.

But before she could straighten her knees, the phone on the table suddenly rang again.

You Yu frowned slightly.

Her fiancé immediately said in a domineering manner: "Don't worry, I've already gotten off work. What time is it?"

You Yu thought for a while and said, "Let's answer it. I was talking to them just now, and they know I haven't left yet."

As he spoke, he already picked up the phone receiver.

"Hello, hello." You Yu tried her best to make her voice sound energetic, capable and calm.

The call on the other end of the phone was not from a leader of the college, but from the director of the Publicity Center of the Student Union of the college—actually a junior kid, and the "deputy chief director" of the college's freshman art performance, Feng Wenchao.

Above Feng Wenchao, there is Chen Sihong, the chief director and vice chairman of the student union of the college.

Above the director, there is also a general guide: Tian Jinghao, chairman of the Youth League Committee and Student Union of the college.

Above the general guidance, there are two general counselors, that is, the deputy secretary of the college Youth League Committee in charge of student affairs (this is really a deputy department-level cadre), and a certain teacher; and, right now, he is holding a phone and talking to Feng Wenchao.

You Yu himself during the conversation.

So in fact, in this project, You Yu is actually the actual top commander of this group of children playing house.

As for the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee of the college above You Yu, he naturally doesn’t have to work...

"Teacher You, I am Wenchao."

At this time, in the school auditorium, under the stage where all the preparations were about to be completed, Director Feng Wenchao, who was busy with everything, after listening to Zhao Liang complain about Liang Xin's "reactionary remarks", looked at the new nursing students on the stage wearing dance costumes.

The graceful figures of the school girls, illuminated by the bright stage lights, suddenly caused him to have some hallucinations about himself.

He felt as if he could talk to the world on an equal footing.

"Oh, what's wrong? What happened again?" When You Yu heard that he was not a college leader, his tone obviously relaxed.

Then I heard the student on the other end of the phone talking to him in official style.

"It's not a big deal that something happened, but it is indeed something. On your side, among the freshmen who came to help from the 06th grade student union, there is a classmate named Liang Xin..." Feng Wenchao spoke slowly, while saying,

While looking at Zhao Liang who was complaining.

Zhao Liang showed a smile and said to himself, Liang Xin, you are a noob, will you die this time?

You're still trying to scare me, what level should I tell you?

What qualifications do I have and what qualifications do you have? Are you qualified to talk about the level with your junior classmate?!

"Liang Xin, what happened to him?" You Yu felt a little confused.

Feng Wenchao smiled and said: "It's not a big deal. It's just this classmate. He's a bit too individual. We asked him to help us, but he just said he was unavailable and what our level was.

, I don’t have the qualifications to order him or anything like that. Anyway, it’s just... quite bureaucratic. We are all classmates, so what level are you talking about with us..."

You Yu frowned slightly, but said nothing.

When Feng Wenchao saw You Yu didn't respond, he thought she was listening carefully, and became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, "Originally, we asked him to come over in the afternoon, but he said you were looking for him over there, so he didn't come and didn't ask anyone to bring one to us.

That made it impossible for us to carry out a lot of work. We had to use our own hands to do all his work temporarily."

"What did you ask Liang Xin to do?" You Yu suddenly interrupted, "I was the one who asked him when school was over in the afternoon. Is your work there so difficult? He was alone and left for a while. What happened to you?

Can’t do it anymore?”

"Ah?" Feng Wenchao was stunned.

You Yu asked again: "What did you ask him to do?"

"Well, actually it's not anything particularly important..."

Feng Wenchao was a little hesitant. There were so many freshmen, and his attention was focused on the dancing school girls. He didn't know who Liang Xin was at all. He didn't even know his name and appearance, so he could only ask Zhao Liang in a low voice, "

What is Liang Xin here for?"

Zhao Liang also shrank his neck and whispered: "Carry the bag and go to the warehouse to move things."

"Just moving some things." Feng Wenchao felt a little bad, but he could only bite the bullet and answer You Yu first.

When You Yu heard this, she didn't know if she was too hungry today or if she was already feeling angry.

He couldn't control his emotions at once, and raised his voice at Feng Wenchao: "Why do you have to call me about this matter? You're just moving things, but you still have to come to me to file a complaint? This kind of problem is all over the place.

Can't it be solved? Or are you deliberately looking for trouble and making trouble with me? What on earth did Liang Xin tell you? I don't care about it now. For such a big event, the entire college and our entire 06th grade students have spent the past half month

We have been cooperating with you!

You are the person in charge of the scene. If something happens, it is because you have not finished your on-site command work. Besides, it is more than eight o'clock now, and you have the responsibility of coordinating the overall situation. You have been staying at the scene to work. It is very hard and not easy. I

I understand, and I would like to thank you for your efforts on behalf of the classmates, but is Liang Xin a new classmate? It has only been less than a week since I joined the student union, a week at most. There is a lot of work, and many of our internal situations are not clear yet.

, you suddenly asked him to move things for you at eight o'clock, think about it, is this reasonable? Have you notified him in advance? Is there a clear scheduling system in this regard? Is there any? "

"Uh..." Feng Wenchao's throat seemed to be strangled by fate. He opened his mouth, but could not speak.

You Yu didn't give him a chance to speak, and spoke quickly: "No, right? No, that's your problem! Wenchao, please call me about this matter. To be honest, I'm not very happy.

You should carefully review your current state of mind. Does the Student Union allow you to experience the feeling of criticizing others? I believe that you are willing to serve your classmates, have the spirit of dedication and sacrifice in this regard, and are willing to spend your precious study time.

Come out and do something, so I will let you slowly get to know the division of labor and work in each position. In our student union, the freshmen who come in as freshmen and you junior classmates only have different divisions of labor at most, so how can they have any status?

the difference?

You are still students now and you have such thoughts. How can you do this when you enter society in the future?"

"But Liang Xin..." Feng Wenchao was also said to be anxious and wanted to drag Liang Xin into the water together, struggling to the death.

You Yu interrupted him directly, "I will talk to him about Liang Xin's matters alone. You should go to bed early today. For the rest of the preparations for the performance, I will ask Sihong and Jing Hao to deal with me directly. From now on.

Please don’t bring this kind of trouble to me again, it’s not like children playing house and drinking, and the work you do is too unserious!”

She cursed angrily and hung up the phone without waiting for Feng Wenchao's reaction.

Below the stage in the auditorium, Feng Wenchao listened to the beeping busy tone on the other end of his cell phone. The high-spiritedness he had felt a few minutes ago disappeared completely, and his entire face became extremely pale.

"Wen Chao..." Zhao Liang looked at him eagerly and asked, "What did the teacher say?"

Feng Wenchao turned to look at him, and suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed Zhao Liang: "Are you an idiot? Why do you come to me for this kind of thing?"

"No, what's wrong?" Zhao Liang said hurriedly, "You said it yourself, ask Teacher You to handle it!"

"I'm suing your mother! Get out of here!" Feng Wenchao showed no grace at all. When he saw Zhao Liang standing still, he said again, "If you don't want to get out, then I'll leave!" Amidst the roar, he turned around and headed towards the exit of the auditorium.

Walked away in stride.

Going up and down the stage, when I saw the director running away, a large group of cute nursing girls on the stage couldn't help but feel confused.

"It's okay, it's okay! Something happened to Senior Feng. I'll take over the matter here!"

Fortunately, Chen Sihong, vice chairman of the student union of the college, had been supervising the work on site. When Feng Wenchao and Zhao Liang lost their temper, he had already received a call from You Yu. After briefly talking about the situation, he hurriedly stabilized the situation.

The girls at the scene breathed a sigh of relief.

The program that has been scheduled for nearly half a month, I thought it was going to be canceled...

After working on it for a long time, it turned out that the director was useless.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all...