After finishing revising the materials all night long, Lin Xia opened her eyes again and transformed into the new clerk in the Propaganda Office of Haicheng Steel Plant in the 1970s.
Bracket, biting the tip of the pen.
Lin Xia: Fall!
What kind of hatred or resentment? Even if she starves to death and returns to modern times, she will never touch the material again...!
"Ding ~ scan paper materials x1"
"An unfinished promotional (?) Draft with a chaotic structure and poor content, reward points x0.1."
"..."
Glancing at the points mall, Lin Xia inhaled and exhaled, inhaled and exhaled, and then——
I cried and picked up the pen.
She is so cute and writes materials. After all, she has been writing materials since her previous life.
QAQ
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Haicheng Iron and Steel Plant, an office.
"The new Director Lin from the Propaganda Office is really capable!"
A: "Who says it's not the case? In the past, the bulletin board was posted for several months, but now it changes every week, and it's never the same again. That big dragon on November is so domineering!"
B: "The midday broadcast finally stopped hypnotizing. What was said yesterday, domestic violence, oh, it's illegal! If my eldest sister-in-law is the daughter of her mother-in-law's second aunt's grandmother..."
C: "Hey, I heard that this month's model worker competition will have that... Column interview! It will be promoted in the blackboard for a whole month!"
A and B: "!"
Say no more, they are busy!
Topic initiator: Who knows? She wants to say that Director Lin... She seems to be in a relationship with the He Works Department!
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He Zhenzhong, 24 years old, became a specially appointed expert at Haicheng Steel Plant after returning from studying abroad.
Some people envy him, some are jealous of him, and some still need him.
In short, no one is close to him.
I was very ambitious before going abroad, but after I returned home everything turned upside down, and I was still full of enthusiasm. But sometimes, it is inevitable...
"Button"
He Zhenzhong opened the door, and a smiling face appeared in front of him.
"Hello, Mr. He, I am Xiao Lin, the new director of the Propaganda Office. Can I make an appointment with you for a manuscript?"
The sun was very bright that day. He Zhenzhong didn't know what a manuscript appointment was, but he nodded.
The points were very high that day. Lin Xia, who was invited by the group, didn't know someone's thoughts, so she was satisfied and redeemed the long-awaited braised pork.
Hey, Rourou, fragrant!
Intention: Immortality with faint light
