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Section 5
The door was the office hall. Jiang Ran looked around but saw no one. However, there was movement from the back office, and he followed the sound and knocked on the door politely.
The voice inside immediately stopped, and then a young boy leaned out and blocked the crack of the door with his body: "What can I do with you?"
Jiang Ran laughed out eight little white teeth: "I'm here to report."
The boy seemed to remember something, and turned around and shouted inside: "The alarm is lifted. It is a new colleague who is reporting."
After shouting, he smiled and opened the door to lead Jiang Rian in. As I walked, I was muttering: "Your dress is too formal, it scares me."
Jiang Ran's instinct seemed to be wrong. When he walked in with him, he smelled a scent of tea. He followed around and saw an uncle in his fifties slowly making tea with his hand beside him. I put it in a morning paper and saw him walking by, and smiled kindly at him: "Is it Xiao Jiang? The desk has been cleaned up for you. I will go to work later, and let Little Xue take you through the process. That's it."
At the desk opposite the uncle, there was a young girl who was putting on makeup in front of the mirror, and greeted Jiang Ran without time to lift her head.
The boy who led the way introduced himself as Xue Meng, and he led Jiang Ran to an empty desk: "This is your place. Uncle Zhou has already cleaned up for you. I will bring you after I finish the job. Go get it."
Then he pointed to the closed office on the opposite side, and said, "The other side is the director's office. He hasn't come yet. You can wait. If you don't have breakfast, you can eat first."
After the explanation, he sat back in his position and began to chat about fans.
About being afraid that Jiang Rangan would be embarrassed while sitting, he took a couple of mouthfuls of noodles, then reached out and touched it in the drawer, took out a packet of biscuits and handed it to Jiang Ran: "Please eat."
Jiang Ran took the little biscuit and glanced blankly at his younger brother who had half his head.
It seems a bit different from what he imagined here?
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Ying Qiao: Don't fall in love with other monsters and get ambiguous, you know?
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The content of the street office is fabricated, do not substitute into reality.
Chapter 6
The working atmosphere of the new unit is too far from the assumptions made, and Jiang Ran is a little confused.
Fortunately, it didn't take him long to get to work. I saw the "busy" three people quickly cleaned up the table in the last few minutes before nine o'clock, put on the work card, and sat down, finally taking on the appearance of a business unit.
Jiang Ran breathed a sigh of relief
Xue Meng took the initiative to introduce him to the members of the office.
The uncle who drinks tea and reads the newspaper is called Zhou Xu, and everyone is called Uncle Zhou. Uncle Zhou is in his fifties. He is tall and thin. He smiles very kindly. When he is not smiling, he is a bit fairylike. It is said that he retired from the higher-level department and is here for retirement. He usually has nothing to do, and the cleanliness of the office has been rounded up by him, and Jiang Ranβs desk was cleaned up by him.
The young girl's name is Xiao Xiaoyu, she is beautiful and stylishly dressed. I was admitted a few years ago, and I am mainly responsible for reception at the lobby window. Because her home is close to the street office, she hasn't moved her position in the past few years and stayed on the street office all the time.
There is another boy named Zhang Tianxing who did not come, because something happened at home, he took a one-month vacation and he won't be back until mid-May.
Xue Meng is the one with the least seniority in it. He smiled and squeezed his eyes at Jiang Ran: "They used to squeeze me hard, and now you come, I can get free."
Jiang Ran grinned with a good temper: "Yeah."
Asked again: "Then what do we mainly do here?"
A simple question, who knew that Xue Meng was stuck for a while, he thought about it for a long time with a tangled expression, and said with a serious expression: "Of course we are serving the people!"
Jiang Ran's big eyes were filled with big doubts.
What is the difference between saying this and not saying it?
Xue Meng coughed and added: "Simply put... just do everything."
Probably because Jiang Ranβs expression was too surprised, Xue Meng laughed, and the brothers patted him on the shoulder nicely: "But donβt hold back, letβs be here. Itβs busy and busy, but itβs quite leisure when itβs free. The other fraternal departments can envy us."
Xiao Xiaoyu on the side rolled his eyes and said, "If someone ran on you, did you blow on it?"
Then he turned to explain to Jiang Ran with a smile: "Don't listen to him, we are here to help our neighbors solve problems, and we can take care of all the trivial things. You look so good-looking, those aunts will definitely like you in the future. If there are any more aunts quarreling or fighting for the square dance venue, it will happen to you to mediate."
Jiang Rian:? ? ?
Although the more he talked about it, the bigger the discrepancy between his ideas, Jiang Ran followed Xue Meng through the entry procedures. After finishing the formalities, the door of the director's office that was closed on the opposite side had been opened. Inside, there was a middle-aged man, the director of the street office. He beckoned when he saw him and asked him to go in and talk.
The director of the street office is called Cheng Ruhai, with a face with Chinese characters, a Mediterranean face, and a big belly. He smiles very kindly.
"Xiao Jiang, right? I have read your files..."
When Jiang Ran heard the file, he raised his heart and his eyes fluttered a little. He had a guilty conscience and did not dare to look at Director Cheng. His gaze moved up unconsciously, and when he touched the top of Director Cheng Guangwa's bright head, he "swished" back, and finally Xuxu set the focus of his gaze on his nose.
There is a reason why he is so guilty.
When he joined the special service team, he did not deliberately conceal his identity, so that every time he went to the Demon Management Bureau to do errands, he met his colleagues with fear and trembling. Obviously he didn't do anything, and tried his best to be friendly, trying to blend in with them, but because he was gluttonous, the eyes of those people always looked at him with caution and fear.
After failing to make friends a few times, Jiang Ran no longer tried to be strong, and gradually, like the rest of the secret service team, began to solitary. Every time go to the demon management bureau, have a meeting, lead a task, and hand in a report.
Therefore, in the file submitted this time, he deliberately concealed his true identity, pretending that he was just an ordinary monster.
The real body of the Yaozu cannot be seen directly. If you pretend to be an ordinary monster, you should be able to integrate into your colleagues' circle smoothly.
Jiang Ran hung a heart and listened to Director Cheng continuing to say: "Although the races are different, our purpose and philosophy of serving the people are the same. Since you joined our Hanyang Sub-district Office, you are one of us. You will work in the future. If you have any needs, just put it forward, and the organization will try to help you solve it. If you have any difficulties in life, you can also go to Old Zhou or Xiao Zhang."
Speaking of this, Director Cheng quietly moved forward and whispered: "Old Zhou and Little Zhang are similar to you, neither are ordinary people. Old Zhou retired from the higher-level department. Although he is about to retire, he will guide you. Xiao Young should be fine. If you encounter difficulties, just go to him. Little Zhang's family is on vacation, and you will see him when he comes back."
Unexpectedly, Director Cheng asked him to come in to say such a thing, Jiang Rian's nervous expression gradually rose to joy, he pressed the smile on his lips, and nodded his head: "Don't worry, Director, I will work hard."
Director Cheng smiled heartily and stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder: "Young people shouldn't be so serious, and occasional relaxation is allowed."
When Jiang Ran came out of the office, the corners of his mouth were curved into a jovial arc, and his eyes were clear and energetic.
Xiao Xiaoyu held his chin to admire the beauty, and said with a smile: "Looking at Jiang Rian's face, I won't doze off at work in the future."
Xue Meng expressed contempt for her Yan dog, and then suggested: "Jiang Ran came on the first day, and after get off work in the afternoon, we went to dinner to celebrate. I know that there is a barbecue that tastes very good..."
Jiang Ran was about to nod, he heard Xiao Xiaoyu sneer and went back: "I've been to that barbecue restaurant countless times, and I go there every time I have a dinner together. My mother almost vomited...tonight I ate crayfish."
After speaking, he turned his face happily to ask Jiang Rian's opinion: "Jiang Rian, what do you want to eat?"
Jiang Ran was getting along with his colleagues for the first time. He wanted to say that he could eat whatever he wanted, but looking at Xiao Xiaoyu's smiled expression, he felt that the answer might not be good enough, and said with a strong desire to survive: "Crayfish!"
Xue Meng immediately condemned him silently with the eyes of the traitor.
Xiao Xiaoyu smiled more brilliantly, embracing Xue Meng with his arms around him: "Have you seen that Jiang Ran has a lot more taste than you."
After fighting a few words, the two started to work separately. Jiang Ran was not immediately assigned to work when he first arrived, so Xiao Xiaoyu took some regulations and documents for him to get acquainted with.
While reading the documents, Jiang Ran reached into the bag under the table and gently touched his brother's hairy head. At this moment Suan was already asleep in his bag, Jiang Ran quietly glanced at his younger brother, and then looked at the file with energy.
Although it is a little different from what he initially imagined, he likes the atmosphere here very much.
The working hours of the street office are from 9 to 5, and there is a one and a half hour lunch break in between. As Xue Meng said, talking about leisure is also very leisure. Everyone does a table and writes a report, and then interjects a few words, and the whole morning has passed.
When Xue Meng went to the bathroom at work in the afternoon, Jiang Ran answered the phone for him. The voice on the other end of the phone was a middle-aged woman, speaking a strong Jiangcheng dialect, and yelling sharply, just like a machine shooting a gun.
Fortunately, Jiang Ran could understand Jiangcheng dialect, and after taking notes, he said: "An aunt called to report a store in Wenhua Street, saying that the store promotes feudal superstition and engages in cult activities."
"It's her again? This person has made more than a dozen phone calls, and he still speaks upside down." Xiao Xiaoyu shrugged and said no wonder: "Before that the store killed someone, we suggested that she call the police, and she hung up. After two days, I called again and said that there was a ghost in her house, or that the store sent her to arrest her...Today it was just a report, which is much more normal."
Jiang Ran asked: "Then we don't have to worry about it?"
"There are too many people who call and report blindly."
When they were talking, Xue Meng came back and took the conversation and said, "You will get used to it after a while. There are all kinds of weird things on the streets."
"If it's okay, go and have a look." Uncle Zhou, who was drinking tea leisurely, answered slowly: "If people make so many calls, it would be bad if something happens."
Xue Meng thought about it, and said: "I'm fine in the afternoon, so let's go and have a look."
He asked Jiang Ran again: "Would you like to go with me?"
Jiang Ran was idle, and went out with him after hearing this. Before leaving, he thought about it and left the sleeping Suan in the office.
Wenhua Street is a bit far from the street office, and the two of them drove there by bus. It's just bad luck, and there was a traffic jam as soon as got to the street. There were crowds of traffic and people in front, and two police cars were faintly parked.
"There was a car accident ahead?" Xue Meng poked his head out and looked around.
Jiang Ran has good ears and listened carefully for a while and said, "It seems that the community has died."
"Are you dead again?" Xue Meng was surprised, rubbing the goose bumps on his arm and said: "I heard that three people died in our district last month. This is the fourth one."
He mysteriously lowered his voice and said: "I heard that the first three people died very strangely, as if they were hit by something unclean."
Jiang Ran glanced at him and slowly said, "Something unclean?"
Xue Meng nodded: "This matter has spread in several nearby neighborhoods. It is said that when the three deceased died, they all had weird smiles on their faces, and their faces were particularly ruddy. The next year will not be big, and I have not heard of them. Medical history, but the good guys suddenly disappeared. Are you blamed?"
The work of the subdistrict office usually needs to go deep into the neighborhood of the community, and it is particularly exposed to gossip and rumors. But this time it involves human life, which sounds particularly frightening.
Xue Meng said that the more he felt a little hairy, he couldn't help lowering the car window and felt a little more relieved when he was in contact with the sultry air outside.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Ran was a little bit dumbfounded: "Aren't we going to break feudal superstition? Why did you become superstitious yourself?"
Xue Meng was right and confident: "I believe in science intellectually, but emotionally, I would rather believe it."
The traffic jam in front of him finally moved, he quickly started the car and drove out along the traffic. Jiang Ran sat in the co-pilot and glanced at the area where the accident occurred. However, the police car and the corpse were no longer there, and no abnormality was found, so he looked back.
Because of the traffic jam, it took the two more than half an hour to reach the jewelry store.
The name of the jewelry store is "Things to be done". It should be opened soon, and the signs on the facade are still very new.
After they parked the car, they heard a "Welcome" as soon as they walked into the store.
The white and fat shop owner greeted him and smiled enthusiastically: "What do you two want to buy?"
Glancing around, the shop has an unobstructed view, and it doesn't look like a cult organization that can hide feudal superstitions.
Xue Meng whispered to Jiang Ran: "Run again for nothing."
Then he took out his work permit and explained the situation to the shop owner.
Hearing that his shop was reported as feudal superstition, the owner was a little surprised at first, and then said helplessly: "I'm selling the transfer beads, why is it contaminated with feudal superstition and cult?"
"Transfer beads?"
"Yes, these bracelets and necklaces are all made of transshipment stones."
The owner picked up a bunch of bracelets and showed them to them: "Hey, it's actually a gimmick."
This bracelet is made of clear creamy white beads. The surface of the beads is very beautiful with wisps of red.
In addition to this string of bracelets, the other jewelry in the store is also made of this cream-colored transfer stone with red silk.
Jiang Ran also picked up a bunch of them and looked at it. This transfer stone is really good-looking, its surface is clear and moist, and it will have a soft touch after a long time.
The two of them strolled around the store and found no problems at all.
Xue Meng stretched his hands and said, "It's okay, let's go back."
The two were about to go back home, and before leaving, the shop owner smiled and took two men's bracelets to give them.Xue Meng refused, but the owner said that it had caused them trouble and must accept it.
In the end, Xue Meng saw that this bracelet was beautiful, so he simply bought it and went with Jiang Gan.
The owner watched them leave with a smile on his face, and said, "Good luck to you and welcome next time."
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Chapter 7
After coming out of the store, Xue Meng was still a little speechless: "There are really too many false reports of this kind, and we can't ignore it. We can only run in vain like this."
"Just serve the people." Jiang Ran said with a smile.
He still held the string of beads in his hand, and the string of beads had been held in his hand for a long time, and it was stained with mild body temperature. The warm feel of Microsoft on the surface gave him a very familiar feeling for an instant. Just go back to the memory, and can't think of anything.
He raised the string of beads and looked at the light. The material of the beads did not look like jade, let alone ordinary stones. He said to himself: "What material is this bead made of?"
Xue Meng said, "It's so cheap. It's either stone or man-made glass, right? But it's pretty good-looking. Didn't the shopkeeper say it is a transfer stone? Maybe it can really bring good luck to people. "
Who knows that Jiang Ran shook his head solemnly: "It's a lie to change one's fate and transfer. People's luck is closely related to oneself. It is better to recite the core socialist values ββevery day if you expect foreign objects to change your fortune. If the energy is too much, the evil spirits dare not approach, and the fortune will naturally go up."
Seeing Xue Meng's expression that you were teasing me, he said again: "Moreover, there are gains and losses in everything. If you get something that doesn't belong to you, naturally you have to exchange it with something equivalent. The same is true for changing fortune. Yes. There is no pie in the sky."
Xue Meng touched his chin and looked at him.