Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 565: V438: The past 2 years... (2000)

Upon arriving at the office, what greeted Qiu Zhixuan was a new day of work and life.

Actually, if you ask her why she chose to take the national civil service exam back then, the reason is quite simple.

In 2017, she was only 26 years old. Unlike her parents, she couldn’t retire early at that age. She needed to find something to do for herself; her younger brother was in school, and the family couldn’t casually spend money before he finished college. Living in the high-cost city of Beijing, supporting three people in the family was also a big pressure, and she had to support herself.

However, if she were to go into business... thinking about the possibility of dealing with acquaintances like Feng Chengjin, Brother Yu, or He Qimo, she had to give it up. Ultimately, she chose to take the civil service exam after being influenced by her grandfather, father, uncle, and uncle for so many years.

When she aced both the written and interview portions of the exam and got into the Haidian District XX Bureau, it truly made their director a little proud.

Because of the exam in the autumn and winter of 2017, Qiu Zhixuan scored the highest in the entire Beijing national exam.

Therefore, in the political arena where writing skills are crucial, from the very first day she joined the unit, she was exceptional in the eyes of many colleagues, and the leadership took her as a key talent to develop.

At this moment, when she just arrived at the unit, someone was already calling her, "Zhixuan, Director Wang wants to see you."

She collected her thoughts.

She set down her bag, nodded, and followed to Director Wang’s office.

Upon opening the door, Director Wang, seeing her, was very pleased. He waved her over and pointed to the chair opposite his desk, "Sit."

Qiu Zhixuan nodded and took a seat.

Sure enough, two files were pushed towards her.

"Xiaoqiu, write these documents up, they’ll be needed for a meeting in a couple of days. By the way, fill out the form at the bottom too."

Writing documents was something Qiu Zhixuan accepted, after all, it was part of her job.

However, this form...

Looking at it, Qiu Zhixuan raised her eyes slightly startled, "Director Wang, this..."

Seeing this, Director Wang chuckled, lit a cigarette, and took a sip as he said, "Xiaoqiu, you’ve been with our unit for 1.5 years now. According to the party’s employment policy, you should first be promoted from a clerk to a senior clerk, and then to a deputy section chief. But your talents are outstanding, truly a rare find for our unit. So after speaking with our chief and several leaders, we decided to promote you over the usual ranks during this organizational department’s position selection and transfer. This is an opportunity of trust and nurturing from the organization, seize it well. If you continue to perform well, in two years, we’ll find a way to promote you to full section chief."

Director Wang spoke earnestly, his eyes filled with smiling encouragement.

However, for Qiu Zhixuan, it brought an indescribable hesitation...

She didn’t want to be an official, not even considering her reluctance; just a year and a half ago, she unintentionally scored first in Beijing, already making her very noticeable.

If she were promoted to deputy section chief, such rapid advancement would attract more attention and increase her chances of meeting senior leaders, potentially raising the possibility of Feng Chengjin finding out. How could she tell Director Wang?

In the end, Qiu Zhixuan couldn’t say it out loud and could only think about her father, who, reaching middle age, should have advanced further, but was now stuck at home because of her.

She also thought about the words of encouragement Bai Qifan had just given her before getting off the car.

She nodded, accepting everything, "Okay, Director Wang, I will fill out the form well."

Then, she walked out, facing Director Wang’s satisfied smile.

Returning to the office, she was still worried about how to explain to those colleagues who joined before her but were still clerks.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached the door, someone pulled her into another department.

Then she faced her colleagues enthusiastically pointing at the computer, "Xiaoqiu, hurry, here, which one should I buy?"

She couldn’t help but smile wryly.

She paused and began her weekly routine of observing stocks... advising her colleagues on which to sell, which to hold.

Finally, listening to their comments, "Ah, Xiaoqiu, meeting you is like meeting the God of Wealth. Why can you predict stocks so accurately? Whatever you buy goes up, whatever you sell goes down!"

She was really speechless...

Actually, she just understood some stock trading methods from Brother Yu’s previous teachings, avoiding them getting trapped. She’s not always right, and sometimes she misjudges, but her 20% error rate was completely ignored, and they only remembered her over 80% accuracy...

So, no explanation was useful.

The more modest she was, and the more cautious about investment she spoke, the more others found her trustworthy.

In the end, someone directly said, "Xiaoqiu, just the money you helped me earn to pay for the down payment on half a house in Beijing City, I’ll help you with anything you need someday."

Someone joked, "Then Xiaoqiu should be your leader, are you okay with that?"

"Of course! With Xiaoqiu’s ability, not holding a position in the future would be a waste! Xiaoqiu, do well, and we’ll strive to make you the bureau’s favorite, so that during the end-of-year performance, we can outshine other units with our talents, hahaha."

A group of people was happy and laughing; they were talking about the Haidian District year-end gala in 2017.

Each unit had to perform a program at the Haidian District Government Grand Hall to celebrate the New Year.

The purpose of this strange traditional program wasn’t clear, but those in politics seemed to enjoy doing this at the end of the year...

Usually, newcomers were drafted to perform, so unfortunately, Qiu Zhixuan was pushed to the forefront in 2017.

The result... looking at the festive yangge dance, she couldn’t get it right; observing the passionate poetry recitation, it was hard to memorize. Lastly, looking at the fan dance, clappers, crosstalk, skits... none of these were her strengths.

In the chaos, unable to bottle up any longer, she finally collaborated with a colleague who could do ethnic dance, and together they performed a program, "Jasmine."

The other person danced, while she played the violin.

As it turned out, either they chose the right song, which older leaders loved to hear, or possibly they were just tired of watching the boisterous dances and noise.