{The previous chapter has been revised. If you find that it does not match your memory, please read the previous chapter}
No one thought that Wang Zixuhui really wanted Gou Yingbiao to bow to him and apologize, including Gou Yingbiao himself.
An apology is so cheap, but with the tip of the tongue touching the roof of the mouth, the lips touching, the words "I'm sorry" are naturally and smoothly spoken, and then a slight bow is already an extremely grand gift.
Compared to the tangible benefits of evaluation and promotion, an apology is so insignificant that once it is passed, it will be forgotten. The stars and rivers turn, the country remains the same, mistakes will still be made, and what is lost will never come back.
Just as an excellence is not enough to comfort Wang Zixu’s past, an apology is not enough to make up for Wang Zixu’s wasted life. The weight of this apology was so light to Wang Zixu, just like the Band-Aid handed to him by someone next to him after he fell to pieces.
And the weight of this apology can also be very heavy. For Gou Yingbiao, this apology is an unbearable burden in the workplace.
As we all know, leaders cannot be wrong. If the leader is wrong, it means that the implementation is not thorough enough. As long as we continue to implement it firmly and for a long time, sooner or later the leader will be proved to be right. Questioning the leadership's fault is itself an act that disrupts military morale. Not to mention asking the leader to bow his head and apologize and admit his mistakes.
If the leader admits his mistake today, someone will disobey the order tomorrow, and there will be a collective rebellion the day after tomorrow. The collapse of snow-capped mountains often begins with a rebellious snowflake.
However, Wang Zixu only wanted an apology. No more, no less. Just need an apology.
Because it makes him feel good.
It’s very, very good when it feels good. He even felt that he had lived to this day just to look down at Gou Ju's greasy Mediterranean forehead, and that the nine years he had spent were not in vain.
Gou Yingbiao stared at Wang Zixu, his eyes saying, can you change him?
Wang Zixu still stood as straight as a flagpole and did not change.
Gou Yingbiao’s eyes showed a pleading look, please don’t embarrass me, okay?
Wang Zixu looked away because he wanted to embarrass you.
Mei Rucheng said: "Gou Yingbiao, whether you can keep Comrade Xiao Wang here will test your political wisdom and political determination."
Gou Yingbiao彪吸了吸鼻子，良久后，问道：“我能不能把门儿关上？有点冷。”
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苟局办公室的门打开了。 At this time, all the colleagues in the unit were crowded in the corridor, in twos and threes, like toads lying on the shore during the dry season. The door opened, and Wang Zixu came out, holding the evaluation charter in his hand and looking impressive.
When Gou Ju apologized just now, Wang Zixu agreed to close the door, which was the last dignity left to him.
But in the eyes of colleagues who were watching the whole process, there was actually no difference whether the door was closed or not. Everyone knows what is going on inside the door, otherwise there would be no need to close the door.
Moreover, this opaque door only added a lot of speculation to the onlookers. Originally Gou Ju simply lowered his head, but in the minds of everyone outside the door, Gou Ju had various postures. The horror of imagination lies in this.
This door was originally meant to cover up shame, but instead it made Gouju look even more ashamed. This was unexpected by him.
Everyone stared closely at Wang Zixu who walked out of the door in high spirits. For a moment, Zhang Cannian felt as if time had reversed and returned to the year when Wang Zixu first came to the unit.
But the scene turned and returned to this moment. Wang Zixu is still the unshaven thirty-year-old middle-aged man, with the same sparkle in his eyes, but a little less innocent and a little more cunning.
He passed by his colleagues, Zhang Cannian, Guo Ranran, Xiang Zhiqiang, Song Yinglian, and Diao Yiwen in turn without saying a word. Colleagues didn't say a word either. In the midst of the crowd, their silence was deafening.
Tonight, Diao Yiwen’s small campaign team had no sleep all night. Until three o'clock in the morning, they were still talking about Wang Zixu.
They are still young and have no idea about the big leader. They only vaguely feel that it is a huge and powerful existence. Originally, in their hearts, Gou Ju was already the most powerful man in the world, but in the end, just because of the leader's attitude, Gou Ju had to bow his head in humiliation to a clerk.
They were puzzled: If Wang Zixu is really talented, why can't he even publish his works in "Xihe Literature and Art"? If the prince had a false background, why did he waste another nine years at the clerk's level?
If Wang Zixu had no talent or background, how did he get recognized by the big leaders? How to get Director Mei to say frankly that I am here to support him?
Overnight, Wang Zixu’s identity and image became confusing. This simple and honest man turned into an existence like an old man in the mountains. Recalling what they did during the day, everyone felt cold in their hearts, fearing that the old man from the mountain in the dark would come to settle accounts with them.
The only one who had a good sleep was Diao Yiwen. After get off work, she returned to her two-story villa. After her father, who was a deputy county magistrate, came home, she carefully told what happened today.
After her father was stunned for a while, he discussed it with her mother, the deputy director. The two discussed various possibilities, analyzed Wang Zixu's background and Shen Jianqiu's attitude, and finally came up with the safest solution.
"Then don't take this excellence first. Give it to him." Dad said, "It doesn't matter whether you take the excellence or not. It's not very good to create an enemy for nothing. Take care of Gou Ju's emotions later and explain your thoughts to him clearly."
Diao Yiwen clicked. Nodding, his father said: "Sometimes the more inconspicuous the role, the more careful you have to be. If you don't want to be outstanding, there are ten thousand ways to be promoted as soon as possible, but small roles can easily defeat you. You must remember, be careful and sail the boat for thousands of years."
Diao Yiwen nodded.
On the second day, she discovered that Xihe was once again detonated by Wang Zixu. On the third day, it even spread outside the country - the next county. Her father heard this gossip again from an outsider's perspective. This time, he was sad and had new feelings, but he firmly believed that his way of handling it was okay.
Of course, this is all for later. At that time, Director Gou kept Director Mei for dinner, but Director Mei did not stay and asked Wang Zixu to go downstairs to see him off.
Wang Zixu sent the two of them downstairs. Section Chief Liu gave him the speech and said, "Do you remember? Make a press release and send it to me when the time comes."
Wang Zixu said, OK.
Section Chief Liu drove here. Before Director Mei got in the car, he looked back at Wang Zixu and said, "Your character is really not suitable for being an official. Since you are not determined to be an official, you should take every step in a down-to-earth manner. Even if you don't come to our office, I will still Bless you. After all, you have done us a big favor. As for the matter of "Xihe Literature and Art", you should go to their editorial department and see that your level is not up to standard."
Wang Zixu nodded.
Director Mei added: "Just go with Lin Feng. He told me about you, and he will definitely be willing to take you there."
Wang Zixu said, okay.
"Zizixu, Wangzixu." Mei Rucheng finally said, "Since you want to give your past life a consolation, you should achieve success in a secular sense."