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Chapter Ten The Little Old Man Lying on the Glory of His Fathers

"This is a living allowance. Others in the unit get it from the sea. You just came here. You need food stamps even more, so I decided to change it for you."

Ao Qing clasped her hands together, with a smile on her face, and frantically flattered the director.

"Okay, go back and have a rest quickly. You will go to work at 2:30 in the afternoon. Don't be late."

The director gave her a weak nod, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked away slowly with a small belly. His back looked quite leader-like.

Ao Qing was recruited with his final decision. The young girl has a bright eye, can speak well and can write short compositions. What's wrong without a diploma? Some people with diplomas are not as good as her.

After spending money to buy three meals in the canteen, she hurried home with her cloth bag in hand.

When I got home, I immediately noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The three little guys who were so happy yesterday are like eggplants beaten by frost today.

"Sister Qingqing, you are back!"

Seeing Ao Qing enter the door, Luo Wei rushed over and took her hand. There was a clear feeling of relief on her little face.

"What happened? Did they quarrel?"

Ao Qing led Weiwei towards the small square table.

He glanced at Bian Xiao, who was hesitant to speak, and then looked at Luo Xiao, who had a small face, and raised his eyebrows.

He found two bowls, divided the rice into portions, and handed one bowl to Weiwei.

The portions in the canteen here are substantial, and one box is enough for her and Weiwei.

During the whole meal, except for Weiwei who was a bit talkative, the two brothers were silent, which made Ao Qing's stomach hurt.

After eating, Weiwei took the initiative to help take the lunch box to the public pool for cleaning, and took Ao Qing to explain the reason.

"Your uncle is here, isn't that great?"

"That's not good." Luo Wei pouted, "Uncle is my dad's youngest brother, and my grandparents like him the most. But he and my aunt were also the most opposed to my dad marrying my mom. Later, my mom fell ill and died.

My aunt also said that my dad deserved it."

Ao Qing hissed coldly, his tooth hurt.

Luo Wei looked back at her surroundings and lowered her voice, "My aunt said that to my grandmother behind my back. My cousin heard it and told it to my brother. She also brought her friends to scold my brother and me.

A child without a mother to teach him. My brother was so angry that he went to his grandma to ask for an explanation, and she even beat him up."

Ao Qing's eyes widened. What kind of top-notch husband is this? Even novels dare not write about it like this!

When a couple gets married, it’s fine if you don’t support it. When someone’s wife falls ill and passes away, you actually say that they deserve to die? Anyone with a warm heart cannot say such cold words.

Fortunately for Luo Wei, she only met her grandparents two or three times before she became sensible.

But Luo Xiao was sent back to his grandfather's house by his father to stay for a while. Later, because Luo Xiao contradicted his grandma and made the family uneasy, his father took him back.

Luo Xiao is a child who is sensible early, and his impression of grandma's family is extremely bad.

Luo Wei thought for a while, then pulled Ao Qing to bend her down and nuzzled her ears.

"I eavesdropped on Bian Xiao's mother chatting with other aunts. It seemed that my grandma told my father to send me and my brother out to marry the woman they liked."

Ao Qing's face twitched. She didn't expect that instructor Luo Zhanluo, who looked serious and serious with thick eyebrows and big eyes, had such a bad family behind him.

"What about your grandmother's side?"

"My grandma's family was in poor condition. After my grandpa passed away, my uncle wanted to use my mom to get money from my dad. Then my mom got sick and died and spent a lot of money. My dad even wrote an IOU at work. My grandma and the others

If you can’t get any benefits, you will basically stop dealing with us.”

No wonder these two kids are so independent.

A single father with a busy career, raising two children by himself, and two unreliable native families. If the children were even less capable of taking care of themselves, the family would have been doomed long ago.

Ao Qing thought for a while and rubbed Luo Wei's forehead with the back of her hand, "It's okay. From now on, if your father is busy with work and can't go home for the night, you can come to Sister Qingqing's place. Although the conditions here are not as good as yours,

At least I can talk to you two."

This was what Luo Wei wanted. When she heard her say this, she pursed her lips and smiled.

In the afternoon, Ao Qing was sorting out the backlog of documents and looking through previous archives in order to become familiar with her current work as soon as possible.

Although they are labeled as a survey station, they actually undertake very few survey tasks and focus more on monitoring work.

Mainly responsible for marine environment tracking and monitoring of construction projects, regional marine environment quality monitoring and various marine environment special survey projects, etc.

From Ao Qing's point of view, this site is more responsible for the work of marine environment monitoring, which was later subdivided. It has a 60-70% overlap with the major she studied. It is very fast to get started, and she can even discover many things.

Outdated monitoring methods.

Of course, she would not just go to the leader without thinking and tell her that she needed to improve her methods or something.

Apart from anything else, people would not accept her "education level that has not yet graduated from elementary school".

This is different from the later competition based on strength. Now this kind of unit pays attention to seniority. If you want to gain a foothold here, you must first straighten out the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Before the paperless process started, Ao Qing copied more than 20 notification documents by hand, and her hand was almost useless after writing them all.

"This is a good calligraphy. The more you practice, little girl, the better it will be."

Apart from the director, the oldest person in the office is an old man who is almost fifty-five years old. Calculated, his level is only at the formal level, but he is very impressive, and when he is stubborn, he will not even give him the respect of the director.

His father and father-in-law were the first veterans of website building. He took over his father's job. He didn't make any achievements in these years, but he didn't make any big mistakes, so he was about to retire.

I have no other hobbies except calligraphy and playing chess.

Many people in the station didn't like him and thought he was just a work bastard, but the leaders above him turned a blind eye, and the people below him could only stare.

Usually, everyone spends less time in the office. Firstly, the environment is not good, and secondly, they don’t like to listen to this man bragging about his father and father-in-law in the office.

If you have the ability, brag about yourself!

Ao Qing is a clerk and has to stay in the office. She is new here. She has never heard of the old man's bullshit, so she is quite interested.

More importantly, the old man also discovered that this little girl was able to distract herself for two purposes. While listening to what he said, she could also give her a thumbs up, and at the same time, she did not delay the work at hand. Her handwriting was the second best in their office.

The old man got into high spirits and talked all afternoon. He drank three large pots of tea. After get off work, he picked up his tea cup and staggered out to go home.

Two offices next door was the station's financial office. The cashier, Sister Cai, passed by with her bag in hand, stretched her head in and took a look at Ao Qing, then smiled and said nothing.
Chapter completed!
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