Director of the Centre

Chapter 38 Han Lu Likes To Joke

Tao Tao's "Hanging Painting" won the first prize in the Huadan group of the Southwest Provincial Young Sichuan Opera Actors Competition.

The cultural center has won many awards in the past two years, but most of these awards are self-indulgent. For example, this kind of government award is probably the only one that can be won, and it also makes everyone look good.

Yang Guang was still very happy, and even contacted Shizhong District TV Station, and came to the station to film for a day.It's a pity that when it was finally broadcast, it was compressed to a dozen seconds.

Speaking with achievements, I hope that the city's increased investment in cultural and art centers will not see results for the time being.

One month has passed, and it's time to pay wages again. I'm so happy!

This month, Han Lu's personal finances deteriorated sharply, reaching the brink of collapse.

The financial situation of his family is not good. His father and mother have retired for some years, and the retirement salary of the two elders is less than four thousand.This time I came to work in Jinsha City, and my family didn't give me a penny.

The money for buying furniture and daily necessities in Jiajiadian was all saved by Han Lu when he was working in the provincial capital, and it has already been spent.

It was not easy to look forward to receiving wages. After going to the provincial capital to participate in the competition, all the actors needed to eat and drink, all of which were advanced from him.

Back at the unit, Yang Guang said that the center has no money, so you should collect the bills first, and then reimburse them together when the salary is allocated by the finance next month.

This is troublesome, Han Luben is the most edible time, and he has no meat and no joy.At the beginning, dry rice and dried meat were opened. After the middle of the month, the meal fee was reduced, and meat was opened every other day.In the last week, I simply became vegan.

For three meals a day, the green vegetables go over and the green vegetables come over, making my face green.

Looking in the mirror, it really looks like a dish.

Finally, when the wages were about to be paid, Han Lu looked at his pocket and found that there were still 33 yuan left, and he let out a sigh of relief, "No, it's so peaceful, the clouds will open to see the moonlight, and the tooth-making festival will be held at noon, and the beef soup pot will go!"

Han Lu went to the vegetable market early to buy vegetables and went home like the aunts in the work unit.

The dishes in the morning are both fresh and cheap, and there are many designs and colors to choose from.

Just as he walked into the gate of the Municipal Culture and Art Center with a bag of lettuce excitedly, he saw Zhong Xiaoqin coming with a lunch box: "Brother, where are you going to buy vegetables? You are virtuous."

Han Lu: "I don't know anything. Hey, you don't practice in the morning?"

"Here you go."

"what?"

"Baozi, meat bun just out of the cage, please."

"Thank you." Han Lu generously took the lunch box and asked the doorman Lao Jin: "Old Jin, is the porridge ready? Let's eat together, as usual."

Lao Jin: "I've made it early, and I'm waiting for you!"

Zhong Xiaoqin: "You... I won't eat it for you." After finishing speaking, she snatched the bun from Han Lu's hand and rushed away angrily.

Han Lu: "Hey, why are you leaving? Can you leave the steamed stuffed bun? Sister Zhong, what are you having for lunch, why don't you send some to Lao Jin?"

Looking from behind, Zhong Xiaoqin was so angry that her back was shaking.

"I steamed the steamed buns, so don't think about buns." Lao Jin brought a bowl of porridge to Han Lu, threw two big steamed buns over him, and shook his head: "Han Lu, you are talking about sesame candies with Zhong Xiaoqin today. , will not be able to get rid of the claws in the future."

"Old Jin, are you unwilling to eat Cheng Zhong Xiaoqin's oil?" Han Lu gnawed on the steamed buns, sweating all over his head.

Zhong Xiaoqin knew that Han Lu's life was difficult, so Jiantian gave him food and drinks.

Comrade Xiao Han took a look and knew that these girls were serious, and he cried out in his heart.In such a situation, Lao Jin was pushed as a shield, but whenever Zhong Xiaoqin brought food, he brought it directly to the guard room to share resources.

Lao Jin: "Xiao Han, Zhong Xiaoqin is actually not much older than you. Seeing that your family is very difficult, our place is too remote. Once young people pass their studies and exams, they are not willing to come back. In this way, many men Young girl, getting married is a difficult problem. Xiaoqin is a very nice person, lively and cheerful. The key to life for these two is that the wife should be open-minded. Otherwise, she would be bored to death and unhappy if she argues with you all day long."

Han Ludao: "Old Jin, you are a widower, and you teach me about love, marriage and family? Is that a matter of how old you are? You are already six years older."

"She can have a baby when she is six years older."

Han Lu: "It's far away, it's far away, you old man, don't make fun of me. Sister Zhong is a nice person, but if, I say if. If I am like that, my parents won't beat me if they find out. die."

"That's right, I won't make fun of you in the future." Lao Jin nodded: "Xiao Han, I'm talking nonsense."

At this moment, a five-year-old doll walked out of the gate with a schoolbag on her back.It is Zhong Xiaoqin's son, who is currently in preschool.

The doll looks just like his mother, with a big round face, tiger head and tiger brain, very cute.

Han Lu: "Liangzi, where are you going to study?"

Zhong Xiaoqin's son is Guo Xiaoliang: "Hello, Uncle Han, and Grandpa Jin."

Han Lu: "What are you calling Uncle Han? Dad."

Lao Jin spit out all the porridge in his mouth with a puff: "Xiao Han, Xiao Han, just now you told me not to joke around, but now you are teasing other children. Liangzi, you melon, don't talk to Han Lu."

Han Lu also laughed loudly: "Uncle Han will receive his salary in a few days, and I will treat you to ice cream."

When Guo Xiaoliang heard that he could eat ice cream, his eyes narrowed for joy.Zhong Xiaoqin wants to protect her throat, and never buys ice cream, ice cream, soda, etc. The doll is slandered: "Thank you, Uncle Han."

Han Lu touched his head: "Liangzi, go to school quickly, don't be late. Why is this baby so cute!"

Uncle Jin: "If you marry Zhong Xiaoqin, you can still have one."

"That's good, I'll propose later."

It's time to make payroll again, and the other people in the financial office don't know how to do it. As usual, Han Lu will cover all the work.

Chang Yuehua came to report a report today and then left. She has gotten a little fat recently, and she goes to the park every night to dance in the square.After all, he was a professional theater actor, and he became a lead dancer after less than half a month.

This morning, her group of old square dancing sisters took on a job.A certain furniture store in the city held an event, organizing a square dance where old ladies put on make-up, held billboards, beat gongs and drums, and paraded in the street singing and dancing. Each person gave 50 yuan.

With the old lady not here, Han Lu suddenly felt refreshed.

In the past month, he has not been less angry with Chang Yuehua.

Usually when Chang Yuehua was talking, let alone sticking guns and sticks, he deliberately threw garbage on Han Lu's seat, deliberately threw caterpillars into the tea he made, and put on the airs of the head of the financial department to scold Han Lu for not doing things well. It is even more commonplace to rigorously produce data and deliberately ask him to clean the office over and over again.

The behavior was childish and nasty, Han Lu felt that she was a leader and a woman after all, so it was really hard to care about her.

Because of her lust, the other women in the financial office didn't talk to Han Lu.

At the end of the day, Han Lu's mouth was closed, and the resentment in his heart was so stuffy and uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)