Inside the General Office.
After Deputy Director Li left, the office was silent as the grave. Zhou Changchun rubbed his forehead gloomily, stared over the speech topic in his hand, then looked around after a while. "Same as last time. Director Yang didn't give any specific requirements. Hmm, Little Tan?"
Tan Limei, who had never complained about work before, actually looked at him pitifully. "Director Zhou, please spare me."
Zhou Changchun encouraged her, "Haven't you always been responsible for drafting documents? You're a college graduate. How hard could it be to write a speech? You can't expect Lao Yan and me to write it, can you?"
Tan Limei sighed. "Director Zhou, it's not like you don't know how high Director Yang's standards are. Last time, Pan Wei, Sister Chang, and I spent two days doing nothing but working on the draft Director Yang assigned. We wrote five or six versions, but not only did he use none of them, he even criticized me. I... I..."
Zhou Changchun said, "Director Yang said that only because he expects a lot from you. Put more thought into it this time."
Tan Limei lowered her head helplessly. "All right. I'll try again."
Zhou Changchun looked at Guo Panwei and the others. "Pan Wei, Little Chang, Shunjie, each of you write one too. Put some effort into it."
Chang Juan hurriedly said, "Director, I'm really not good with writing. Director Yang definitely won't like it."
Even Guo Panwei, who usually loved sucking up to leaders, hesitated this time. "Director Zhou, I'm afraid my writing won't catch Director Yang's eye either. How about..."
Guo Shunjie added, "Director Zhou, me too..."
Zhou Changchun got a little angry and slammed the desk. "Look at all of you, pushing and dodging responsibility. What kind of behavior is that? Huh?