Official position

Author: Guo Xiaodong
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Publish Date: 2006-10-01
Features: Lin Jianghuang was originally half-lying half-asleep in a large armchair, but when he read about the son of Yi Ge, Yifan, witnessing his father's drowning, he unconsciously sat up straight. Lin Jianghuang rang the call bell, and Secretary Li Hai silently and gracefully entered the room, waiting respectfully for his superior's instructions. Lin Jianghuang waved the newspaper in front of Li Hai: "Tomorrow, you go to Anning Hospital in the city to visit a friend named Yifan. Bring some comfort money and gifts on my behalf!" He said it with great exhaustion. Li Hai recorded the message while walking over to look at the report. "Understood, I'll go early tomorrow morning. Oh, by the way, Mayor, everyone is talking about the Jiuquan car accident case!" "What car accident case!" Lin Jianghuang was unusually alert. He strained to open his thin, thread-like eyes and stared directly at Li Hai. Li Hai moved over the Guangnan Evening News, quickly flipped to page 12, and pointed to that very inconspicuous news item. Lin Jianghuang glanced through it almost impatiently. "Just a small news item, what's there to discuss?" Lin Jianghuang casually spread the newspaper on the floor. The newspaper scattered onto the ground, and Li Hai quickly bent down to pick it up. Sweat broke out on Lin Jianghuang's forehead, and he subconsciously wiped his already bald and starry forehead. Li Hai stood up and, unintentionally, saw Lin Jianghuang wiping his sweat, and quickly handed him a tissue. This gesture was unforgettable to Lin Jianghuang: Could he be so easily flustered? It was just a car accident! But he still wanted to know what his subordinates were discussing. Li Hai guessed Lin Jianghuang's intention and lightly said, "It's nothing but people gloating over misfortune. They might as well dig up another corrupt official. It's really pointless." "We can't say that. But this car accident is strange—no clues were left at all. It's fate!" Lin Jianghuang blurted out. Li Hai didn't pay it much mind. But the moment Lin Jianghuang spoke, he (scared half to death). His mood was terrible. By the time it was almost time to leave work, he didn't want to leave this office and asked Li Hai to leave first, wanting to stay a bit longer. Li Hai asked very carefully, "Mayor Lin, Mr. Tong of the Golden Ant is hosting dinner tonight, and you promised. Look, it's already 6:01." "You can go first. I'll come downstairs in a quarter of an hour!" He seemed distracted, unlike his usual composed and pleasant demeanor. His impeccable attire and gentle manners in public were well-known. That was why, in front of Yi Ge, he suddenly felt a sense of inadequacy, which also greatly puzzled him. Perhaps Yi Ge's captain's uniform itself represented authority, and he could only comfort himself this way. Lin Jianghuang walked to the window. The city government building was renovated from the former Nationalist municipal hall, so naturally, its grandeur was far beyond what the municipal hall had been fifty or sixty years ago. He had always opposed decorating offices to be overly beautiful. But it was the predecessor's decision, and he was happy to avoid it. During his tenure, he had never allocated a single cent for office renovation. He often expounded his theory in various settings: outside of work hours, the office is a tomb, and there's no need to gild the lily. "Imperialist thinking!" He repeatedly emphasized that the workplace should only be functional. Outside the window, the south