Chapter 75. Every Word a Gem
"for example……"

Zhou Bingsheng seemed to be getting into the swing of things, or perhaps it was Yang Guangming's focused expression and rapid note-taking that greatly encouraged him, allowing him to rediscover the long-lost sense of value in imparting knowledge and resolving doubts.

Without further hesitation, he carefully pulled out a draft of the arrangements for the Safety Production Month activities recently prepared by Yang Guangming from his drawer, spread it on the table, and pointed out several points:

“Xiaoyang, look at this wording: ‘grasp implementation’. The intensity is sufficient and the determination is expressed, but when placed in the opening sentence of the report, it sounds a bit stiff, and even a bit aggressive.”

It could be replaced with "ensure that all measures are implemented effectively," which conveys the same meaning, better aligns with the factory's consistent writing style, and sounds more reliable and pragmatic.

He then pointed to another place, "And this place, which mentions 'a lack of safety awareness in some workshops,' uses a slightly strong word and is too direct in its characterization."

Changing it to "Safety awareness in some workshops needs to be further strengthened" points out the problem while leaving room for ambiguity, and it sounds more agreeable, avoiding unnecessary resistance.

You must remember that when writing materials, especially those that need to be distributed to guide work, you must not only point out problems, but also consider the feelings and acceptance of those who will implement them…

He analyzed it step by step.

From the rationality of the macro-structure layout to the precision and tact of the micro-wording;
From whether the policy basis is cited appropriately, to the practical feasibility and operability of specific measures;
From how to skillfully cite directives from higher authorities to elevate the report's stature, to how to use vivid examples from the workshop to flesh out the report...

He displayed his profound skills, honed through decades of immersion in vast amounts of official documents and countless days and nights of painstaking effort, without reservation and with meticulous attention to detail.

He would sometimes cite classical texts, sometimes use past examples from the factory as evidence, and sometimes compare the subtle differences brought about by different wording.

Yang Guangming listened intently, nodding frequently, his pen almost never stopping.

He paused to think, then raised his question: "Master Zhou, isn't the phrase 'establishing and improving a long-term mechanism' too vague? Won't Director Zhao think it's just empty talk?"

Zhou Bingsheng immediately and patiently explained: "Whether it's real or not depends on whether there are concrete measures to be taken later."

If it is followed by concrete content such as "revise and improve safe operating procedures", "strengthen the daily safety inspection system for work teams", and "implement assessment and reward/punishment for responsible persons", then it is not empty talk and is a very good overarching sentence.

If the following section is left blank, it's just a cliché and unacceptable!

Yang Guangming suddenly realized and quickly wrote it down.

An old man and a young man, one imparting his knowledge wholeheartedly, as if pouring out all his life's learning; the other humbly seeking instruction, eagerly absorbing the precious knowledge.

They were immersed in a pure and passionate exchange about "survival wisdom" and "workplace essentials," and time seemed to slow down.

Yang Guangming was filled with emotion, and his respect for the "old master" before him grew spontaneously, which also deepened his understanding of him.

Zhou Bingsheng, this seemingly aloof and cold senior who seemed to live only in old papers and the world of words, had a mind far deeper and more complex than he imagined.

Those talents, insights, and profound understanding of the rules of the system that were buried by the relentless years, cruel setbacks, and deliberate silence, erupted again like a dormant volcano, radiating amazing and scorching brilliance, driven by a strong desire to repay kindness!

He is not only teaching skills, but also imparting a survival wisdom and philosophy of life for surviving, seizing opportunities, and avoiding risks within a massive system.

This gift is as weighty as a mountain!
When Han Mingqian's steady footsteps, Zhang Yuqin's slightly exaggerated laughter, and Li Weidong's somewhat dragging steps faintly echoed from the end of the corridor, Zhou Bingsheng reluctantly and somewhat hastily stopped talking. A barely perceptible hint of alertness flashed across his face as he quickly and naturally gathered up the manuscript and stuffed it back into the depths of the drawer.

The expression on his face was no longer the ashen look of someone crushed by heavy guilt, but rather a relieved ease and a faint, long-lost sense of value in being needed.

His slightly hunched back seemed to straighten a little.

Yang Guangming immediately closed his densely filled notebook, looked up, and gazed at Zhou Bingsheng with clear and sincere eyes:
"Master Zhou, listening to your words today is truly worth more than reading ten years of books!"

What you taught me was extremely useful! Every word was precious! Thank you!

His emotions came from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you for what?"

Zhou Bingsheng waved his hand, a rare, clear, warm smile curving his lips upwards. His gaze behind his glasses was gentle and bright, as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
"You've helped me a lot. I feel more at ease knowing I can help you in any way, and I can finally sleep at night."

He paused, leaned forward slightly, and spoke in a very low voice, yet with unprecedented power, like an old general solemnly handing a flag to a new recruit:
"You must seize this opportunity to become Director Zhao's full-time secretary! Don't miss it!"

You have the ability and the mindset; all you lack is... the "know-how" and the right timing. I have faith in you!

He spoke those last few words with unwavering certainty, full of trust and expectation.

The door creaked open, and Han Mingqian walked in first, carrying a file bag. His sharp eyes swept over the two people quickly, keenly catching a hint of warmth that was different from usual.

The rare ease lingering on Zhou Bingsheng's face, the undiminished focus and excitement in Yang Guangming's eyes, and the lingering warmth in the air all suggested a warm aftertaste.

Han Mingqian didn't say anything, but nodded slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Immediately afterward, Zhang Yuqin rushed in, her voice preceding her arrival:

"Oh my! Why is it so quiet in the office? Master Zhou, Xiao Yang, what important national affairs are you discussing? Or are you preparing to write some important report?"

She looked around curiously, her loud voice breaking the previous silence.

Zhou Bingsheng instantly regained his usual composure, even with a touch of his usual aloofness.

He casually picked up the "Reference News" on the table, looked down and flipped through it, his tone flat and indifferent: "Nothing major, just chatting."

But the calm tone no longer carried the coldness and aloofness of the past; instead, it held an indescribable gentleness.

Yang Guangming smiled and calmly tidied the papers on the table: "Yes, I asked Master Zhou a few questions about the materials and benefited a lot."

His answer was natural, appropriate, and flawless.

(End of this chapter)

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