Meng Deyang's father had died young, leaving his mother, a younger brother, and a younger sister. As the one with a permanent government position, Meng Deyang had undoubtedly been the family's mainstay. Now that their mainstay had fallen, it was as though the sky had collapsed on the Meng family.
"If your family is having any difficulties, you can tell me. Whatever we can resolve, the bureau will do its best to resolve," Zhu Jianping said warmly to the Meng family.
His main purpose in personally visiting to offer his condolences was to soothe Meng Deyang's family and accommodate their reasonable requests as much as possible. After all, Meng Deyang had died in the line of duty. The Urban Management Officers Bureau could not simply ignore it, nor could he, as its newly appointed director, fail to make his position clear.
"Director Zhu, Deyang was the most promising one in our family. He passed the exam and got into the Urban Management Officers Bureau two years ago. These other two aren't quite as capable. They've taken the exams for three years without getting in, always failing at the interview. They're almost thirty now, and neither has a permanent job. Do you think..."
Meng Deyang's mother wiped away her tears and tentatively broached the subject.
Though she had little education, she was a very shrewd and practical woman.
The dead could not be brought back. No amount of grief would change that.
Her eldest was gone, but her second and third children still had to go on living!
Zhu Jianping naturally understood what she meant. He pretended to wrestle with it for a moment before reluctantly replying, "Let me be frank with you, ma'am. Whether it's a civil service position or a permanent public institution post, you have to pass the