in2ebook Chapter 443: Put away your magical powers now!
Chapter 443: Put away your magical powers now!
Chapter 443 Put away your magical powers now!
At this moment, Liu Pingan, who was having an open-air barbecue in his backyard, naturally had no idea that his career had been decided by someone at the wine table. No one would be happy to not be able to control their own destiny, but in the end, not many people succeeded in resisting.
Everything is destined, no one can help.
The next day, Liu Ping'an arrived at the company on time, opened the door of his office, and was immediately stunned.
I saw that my office was now cleaned up. Note that it was clean, not neat. I saw that his things were packed together, and I didn't know who did it. What does this mean? It's a bit confusing.
Just when he was confused, Liu Pingan was informed that the curator wanted to see him for something and asked him to go to his office. Looking at his belongings that had been cleaned up, Liu Pingan had no choice but to suppress his doubts and go to see the curator.
When Liu Ping'an arrived at the curator's office, he saw the elderly man with bald hair stubbornly fiddling with the hair on the right side of his head that he had grown long on purpose, vowing to cover the bald patch in the middle.
This scene was hilarious and funny. However, Liu Ping'an had received professional training, so he would definitely not laugh at the curator at this moment.
Seeing Liu Ping'an coming in without knocking, and thinking about his own behavior, the curator suddenly felt ashamed. However, he was a veteran official after all, and he would retire and enjoy a peaceful life in a year or two. This little scene could not shake his desire to make progress.
However, I have reached the age where I can no longer retire. Time really makes people grow old!
He quickly put the mirror on the table, stood up, walked towards Liu Ping'an, and extended his right hand to show friendliness.
Liu Pingan looked at the curator's hand that had just combed his hair. It seemed to be this right hand! However, after thinking about it, he realized that he would still have to work for him in the future, so he finally gave the curator a favor and stretched out his right hand.
But who would have thought that after the curator held his hand, he would not let go and just kept saying, "Congratulations! Congratulations, congratulations to you."
Liu Ping'an unsheathed his right hand inconspicuously, and swung it in the air to clean off the dandruff and grease that the curator had brought to him.
Then he said, "What's the matter? Have you recommended me to be the director of our cultural center?"
Hearing what Liu Ping'an said, the curator, who was smiling just now, put away his smile a little and said in his heart: "I knew you were coveting my position."
However, he was soon relieved. The boy's file had been transferred to the Ministry of Industry yesterday. Now, he was no longer a threat to him.
Thinking of this, the curator's smile, which had just disappeared, reappeared at this moment, and he smiled and said to Liu Ping'an: "Almost, almost, but it's not my position, but the secretary of the steel mill."
"Just now, the Ministry of Industry sent someone to take your file away from us. Now, you are already a member of the Ministry of Industry, serving as the secretary of the Dongzhimen Red Star Steel Rolling Mill."
After that, he turned around, took out a letter of introduction from the drawer of his desk, handed it to Lie Liupingan and said, "This is the letter of introduction for your new job. Take this and report to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill."
Liu Pingan's head was buzzing when he heard these words. No, he was still connected to the steel mill and the people in Nanluoguxiang?
No, I can't bow to fate. After all, I have a golden finger and I can't bring shame to the Time Travelers Alliance, right?
"Is it okay if I don't go?" Liu Ping'an said weakly.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly. Say it again." The director of the Mediterranean Museum said in disbelief. He would rather believe that he was hard of hearing and didn't hear clearly than believe that the five words he just heard were true.
"Is it okay not to go?" Liu Pingan said loudly with a deep breath.
This time, not only the curator, but almost half of the people in the cultural center heard it. Liu Ping'an, who was at the center of the noise, was naturally fine. However, the curator, who was nearby, suffered.
At this moment, he only felt a ringing in his ears, and from time to time he could hear Liu Ping'an's words "Is it okay if I don't go?" He even had stars in his eyes.
This echo made the curator think that Liu Ping'an was still loudly whispering in his ear: "No, no..."
He was so shocked that he kept saying, "Hey, I heard it, I heard it, Ping An, please put away your magical power!"
After a long while, the curator finally came to his senses. He looked at Liu Ping'an with a serious face and said, "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Why are you yelling so loudly? I may be old, but I'm not deaf yet."
"But after you yelled at me today, I think it will be almost over soon."
"You were the one who said you didn't hear me just now, so you asked me to say it again louder."
After hearing Liu Ping'an's rebuttal, the curator thought about it carefully and it seemed that this was indeed the case. Oh, forget it, I deserve it. I never thought that in my small cultural center, there would be such a crooked person under my command.
I was fooled, I was really fooled, why didn't I notice it before? That move just now must be the legendary lion's roar. As a martial arts fan, the curator recalled and imagined it in his mind.
"Okay, okay, whether you go or not is entirely up to you."
"You can't tell me about this matter! Your withering order was directly issued by our cultural bureau. I don't know what's going on here."
"If you really don't want to go, just turn right and go to the Cultural Bureau next to the Education Bureau to talk to the leaders above."
"Anyway, your current file has been transferred to the Ministry of Industry. Or you can go to the Ministry of Industry and ask someone to help you."
After failing to get any useful information from the curator, Liu Ping'an could only turn around and walk towards his office. At the same time, he said viciously in his heart: "That bastard, he still wants to kill me and directly interrupted my life of lying down? It's better not to let me know, otherwise I will make you pay."
When Liu Ping'an walked to the door, he suddenly heard the director's voice coming from inside: "By the way, from now on, you are no longer a member of our cultural center. I have asked someone to pack up your things for you. If there is anything missing, go directly to the finance department and ask the accountant to reimburse you."
This, my goodness, has cut off my escape route! Goodbye, the cultural center where I used to work.