pjbooks Chapter 7 Safety Production Bureau
Chapter 7 Safety Production Bureau
Lu Yan paused at his feet, both surprised by Cheng Qiang's astonishing insight and helpless at his unbridled speech.
Should I listen or not? Is it my place, a nobody, to meddle in the affairs of cultivators at the second realm?
However, it's strange that a department responsible for production safety, which should only be in charge of fire extinguishers, would get involved in apprehending criminals.
Not long after.
Lu Yan stood in front of a makeshift conference table piled high with documents and miscellaneous items. He had made a point of checking the sign as "Deputy Director's Office" when he entered, otherwise he would have suspected he had gone to the wrong place.
This is clearly a hastily cobbled-together meeting room!
A slightly overweight, round-faced man in his fifties or sixties looked tired, his tie half-undone, and he was leaning back in his chair rubbing his face.
Seeing Cheng Qiang lead a young man in, he glanced at Cheng Qiang with a probing look. Cheng Qiang immediately put on a smile and casually pushed his phone screen over, on which flashed a line of black text: "Or a greenhorn from the police station, possibly someone from Chi Zhong."
The man nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, then immediately stood up, retie his tie, and warmly extended a hand, saying with a smile, "I'm Zuo Pingbo, hello."
Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and grasped Zuo Pingbo's hand, saying, "Director Zuo, hello, hello." Looking at his hand, he didn't know how to continue.
Zuo Pingbo, with his rich experience, saw through the young man's outward bravado but inner weakness at a glance. He laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, I won't eat you, haha, and I'm not interested in delicate-skinned young men. So, what do you want?"
Cheng Qiang answered first: "This guy was recommended to our bureau by another unit. He may be a bit weak, but he should be able to handle some tasks and send and receive documents without any problems."
"Oh, someone actually volunteered to come to our department, which has so little pay, so much work, and so many people who have to risk their lives to do it? That's brave! It's rare!" Zuo Pingbo glared at Cheng Qiang, thinking, "When will you get rid of that big mouth of yours?"
Lu Yan was only there to earn a salary and didn't mind being a printer administrator. However, Zuo Pingbo's words caught his attention. What kind of life-threatening danger could a department that checks fire extinguishers and occasionally distributes flood control sandbags have? Could he be killed by an accidentally falling fire extinguisher?
But he didn't dare ask, and could only scratch his head and smile.
Zuo Pingbo said, "Okay, do you have recommendation materials from other organizations? Although they're not important, we still need to go through the motions and keep a record."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yan hurriedly and clumsily took out the letter of recommendation for employment, presented it respectfully with both hands, and then stood aside with his hands clasped, bracing himself for the result.
He was extremely uneasy. Could such a document, which did not even indicate the name of the recommending unit and was full of false statements and exaggerated publicity, really fool him?
Zuo Pingbo casually took it, his gaze lingered on the large golden bird on the surface for a second, and then he flipped it open with a clatter.
He scanned it back and forth for a good four or five minutes, as if it were not a few simple clichés, but a passionate and genuine recommendation. After reading it, he lowered his gaze slightly and remained silent in contemplation.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Zuo Pingbo's knuckles tapped rhythmically on the conference table, one tap after another, accompanied by the ticking of the wall clock, and Lu Yan's heart sank.
As Lu Yan's gaze grew increasingly disappointed, Zuo Pingbo suddenly smiled brightly, took a step forward, and grasped Lu Yan's left hand:
"Xiao Lu, welcome to our team! The Mengcheng City Safety Production Bureau has gained a new member, haha, we're getting stronger and stronger now."
We must work hard and not let them down.
Haha, we're getting old. From now on, it'll all depend on you young people who graduated from Wuhan University to keep things running. I can finally take a break and spend some time at home.
Lu Yan was overjoyed, praising his deceased father in his heart for being so reliable. He didn't know what kind of connections his father had made, but it certainly wasn't some random guy on a telephone pole.
Lu Yan gripped Zuo Pingbo's large hand tightly, his eyes crinkling with a wide smile. He imitated a sycophantic character from a TV drama, boasting, "Director Zuo, you're not old at all! You're in your prime! We, your humble soldiers, are waiting for you to lead us in making even greater contributions to safe production and social harmony!"
Cheng Qiang, who was being teased for looking older than his age, huddled to the side and muttered, "Another sycophant has arrived."
Lu Yan was overjoyed and didn't care at all about being teased by someone.
Zuo Pingbo waved his hand, his expression becoming even more amiable and intimate: "No, no, I am, after all, one of the deputy directors. There is Director Nian above us who is in charge of the overall situation. Hey, we are all Director Nian's soldiers, and we follow his orders."
Zuo Pingbo tapped his stubby fingers on the job recommendation letter, asking seemingly casually, "Xiao Lu, what school do you attend?"
Lu Yan smiled sheepishly. He could easily lie and say he was from Wuhan University, but that would only fool people for a short time and would have serious consequences. A wise person wouldn't do that. Besides, he had already started working there and couldn't just fire him. So, he answered loudly and straightforwardly, "Yongning No.1 Middle School, Grade 11, Class 4, about to enter Grade 12."
"Ha, really... young and promising!" Zuo Pingbo's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment. He even regretted taking in such a burdensome "little brother".
I was careless. He's a high school sophomore who hasn't even mastered qigong yet, and probably... hasn't even gotten his driver's license. It seems like he can't find any other job besides guarding the printer.
Hmm, could I also arrange for him to clean the toilets and help Aunt Yao out?
Zuo Pingbo gently stroked the golden bird feathers on the recommendation letter. Since it was recommended from here, we should give it some face. Otherwise, what if they complain to their parents?
Just as he was in a dilemma, Cheng Qiang, who had been holding back for a long time, finally found an opportunity to speak: "Hahaha, he's actually a high school student who doesn't know how to cultivate!" He burst into laughter on the spot, laughing so hard that he was bent over and over again, without any restraint.
Zuo Pingbo stared at him for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly, and immediately made a decision:
"Old Cheng, you'll be in charge of mentoring him from now on!"
Haven't you been complaining to yourself that there's too much work being assigned from above, and that there's a shortage of manpower, making it impossible for one person to handle it all?
That's perfect! Xiao Lu has solid professional skills and strong practical experience, which is exactly the kind of talent the Safety Bureau needs.
"I'm entrusting this important task of taking good care of him to you. You must not let me down, and you must not let Director Nian down!"
Zuo Pingbo read the evaluation in the recommendation letter aloud, and in no time at all, he had dumped a burden on Cheng Qiang.
"This...this...this!"
Cheng Qiang looked distressed. His chin twitched, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. How should he lead this new mascot? Should he arrange for him to clap and cheer during operations? In the end, he couldn't bring himself to refuse. After all, he had a lot of mess to deal with, and without Director Zuo's favoritism, he could lose this job in no time.
Ugh, I shouldn't have led you this way today, no, I shouldn't have gone downstairs to smoke! Now I'm going to be someone's babysitter. By the way, how do you be a babysitter?
Really distressed.