The offices of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy are already concentrated and are all on the same floor, so any disturbances are all in front of you and it is basically impossible to hide them from anyone. Therefore, the news that Secretary Xue was asked for a conversation by someone from the Organization Department of the Party Committee of the School spread the news in the Youth League Committee as quickly as possible.

It was only eight o'clock in the morning, and Xue Xiang's office was crowded with people, and basically the elderly people from the Propaganda Department.

"Secretary, you're leaving. Everyone says that gold will shine sooner or later, but your glow is too fast. We all really can't bear to leave you. Please tell everyone a few words."

"Yes, let's say a few words. If Secretary Xue comes to the Propaganda Department, he hasn't talked to everyone. If he doesn't say a few words, everyone will have no place to listen in the future."

“………”

Xue Xiang looked at the familiar smiling faces in front of him, full of sincerity, and was also deeply moved. He had only been to the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy for more than a year. In addition to organizing the Propaganda Department to fight a turnaround, he almost became a hand-off manager, and even went to the Propaganda Department office very rarely. However, he did not expect that when he was about to leave, everyone would see him off like this, why didn't he move him?

In fact, Xue Xiang was thinking badly this time. The bosses of these agencies all had a scale in their hearts. Since Xue Xiang was in charge of the Propaganda Department, he never ate more and took advantage of him. Not only did he say that he had power and power, he also made the Propaganda Department the most eye-catching. Why are the Propaganda Department, which has been cold for more than ten years, not to mention that he had been in charge of the Propaganda Department, but the subsequent income was still left with 10% of it, but the remaining amount had already benefited the Propaganda Department.

With all this, the Propaganda Department was satisfied with Xue Xiang, the leader in charge. Today, Xue Xiang Gaosheng, although everyone was happy for the old leader, they were a little reluctant and worried. I don’t know who the Propaganda Department will fall into. Think about it again. No matter who it falls into, I want to meet a leader like Secretary Xue. I’m afraid it’s a dream in the daytime.

Xue Xiang waved his hand and stopped everyone's noise. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he bent down and bowed to everyone. Then, there was a thunderous applause in the room.

"The person surnamed Xue is leaving. I really don't know how lucky this guy is to leave. Deputy Director of the News Center, you can reach the sky in one step!"

In Liu Gao's office, Zhang Jinsong heard the applause over there and muttered.

Liu Gao glanced at Zhang Jinsong and sighed. He didn't say anything. In fact, he received this news, even before Xue Xiang. At that time, he was still somewhat grateful when he heard Wang Wuliang say that Xue Xiang was going to transfer out of the team system. After all, although he got along well these days, Xue Xiang's unpredictable situation made him unable to let go. Without this person who couldn't see through, Liu Gao naturally let out a long sigh. But when he heard that Xue Xiang was transferred to the Propaganda Department of the Party Committee and enjoyed the treatment of deputy director level, he was almost promoted to two levels, which had surpassed his official position. Liu Gao felt deeply helpless in his heart, and he couldn't even raise his jealousy.

Xue Xiang left, left quietly, rejecting the farewell party proposed by Zhou Zhenglong and Liu Gao. Instead, he collected the books and bills given by the two of them, and quietly left with the pot of cactus on the office table.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the office of the President of Peking University, Xie Xian, the Organization Department of the Party Committee of the School, reported to Zhou Shuren about the situation of the group.

After hearing this, Zhou Shuren raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Oh, I didn't expect that the little guy can not only make trouble, but also knows how to take the overall situation into consideration. It seems that young people may not be frivolous."

It turned out that Xue Xiang's mass investigation results were very good. From top to bottom, the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy did not say good words to Secretary Xue. All kinds of praise almost made the officials of the organization department think that everyone was the one who made good words first. Originally, no one said bad words in this kind of group tune, after all, everyone knew that it was a formality, and they were promoted, so there was no need to offend people for no reason. But like this kind of desperate boasting, the officials of the organization department had almost never seen them in more than ten years of group tune. Because he was afraid that everyone would like to talk to good words, he changed the ordinary group tune and only talked about several people. However, he interviewed Xue Xiang's group tune, and all four parts were involved, so he received the best comments.

Therefore, Zhou Shuren rarely smiled after listening to Xie Xian's report. Speaking of which, he originally had no need for the Supreme Leader of the Beijing University of Beijing to take office, but at that meeting, Zhou Shuren decided to use Xue Xiang, which was entirely based on momentary anger and only wanted to win a good general and reverse the passive beating of Beijing University of Beijing. In fact, he didn't know the real situation of Xue Xiang at all. When Lei Busi added that Xue Xiang was nineteen years old, Zhou Shuren's heart was also shocked. After all, the 19-year-old cadre of the League Department was reasonable, but the 19-year-old party cadres had a sign of enjoying the treatment of deputy division level, which was really shocking.

However, Secretary Zhou Da said everything he said, and threatened that if he could defeat Qinghuayuan, it would be worth it even if he gave him a deputy, so he naturally couldn't take it back and change his words. But he was in a loss of confidence in the person recommended by Sun Wuji, so he asked the Organization Department to report to Xue's situation after investigation. At this moment, when he heard that Xue Xiang's group tune was so excellent, his worries were a little relieved.

Xie Xian smiled and said, "Secretary Zhou, our Peking University is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. You might as well guess what identity Xue Xiang has besides the secretary of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy?"

Zhou Shuren said wonderly: "What, can this guy really have a history? Lao Xie, don't keep it from being kept in a silence, just say it, now, I'm so angry, I don't have time to tease you." Xie Xian is Zhou Shuren's old subordinate. He has been with him for more than ten years, and his words are naturally unrestrained.

Xie Xian said: "You can't say anything. I was really shocked by this investigation. This kid is actually a student in school!"

"What, aren't you wrong?" Zhou Shuren was really shocked this time. You must know that although he was in charge of the whole school's party members and cadres, there were thousands of party members and cadres in the whole school, so he could not remember them alone. Besides, when Xue Xiang was allocated, the organizational relationship was directly transferred to the school's Youth League Committee, and then the school's Youth League Committee reported to the party committee, which was just an ordinary matter, so naturally there was no need for Zhou Shuren to ask about it. Therefore, Zhou Shuren really didn't know that the school had a person like Xue Xiang hidden.

"You can't be wrong. I specially transferred his files from the Youth League Committee. He is really not an ordinary guy. He actually belonged to the Youth League Committee directly from the Organization Department of the Central Committee. Moreover, before entering the school, this kid was a team leader in the mountains. Hehe, secretary. Guess where this kid was the team leader?" After saying that, his face was meaningful.

"Is it possible that Kushantun?" Zhou Shuren screamed in dismay.

Xie Xian said in surprise: "How did you guess?"

After getting the exact answer, Zhou Shuren calmed down. Speaking of which, this answer was really not difficult. After all, a brief history of the development of Kaoshantun was discussed, so Zhou Shuren naturally knew it very well, and Xie Xian said it strangely. When he thought about Xue Xiang's age, he immediately confirmed seven or eight.

After guessing, Zhou Shuren was inevitably surprised if he was calm. After he got down, he could not help but see such a person. How could he not see him before?

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"Director Xue, please come here. Take a moment, and Principal Zhou will arrive soon." Feng You led Xue Xiang into Zhou Shuren's office. He brought a cup of tea, but in secret, he couldn't help looking at Xue Xiang.

In fact, it was not just Feng You who was curious about Xue Xiang, but in fact, since Xue Xiang reported to the Organization Department of the Party Committee, the entire Party Committee compound was in an uproar. Everyone really didn't expect that the newly arrived news center's head was a young man in his twenties. Previously, he only said that this person was very young, but when he was in front of him, he knew where it was extremely light, and he was just like the students in the school. Immediately, all kinds of amazement accompanied by envy, jealousy and hatred were born.

You should know that the News Center is a core unit in the Propaganda Department. The nominal director of the News Center is the executive vice minister. In fact, the power is all in the hands of the only deputy director. It is said that he is a deputy director, but in fact the power is no less than the other two deputy ministers of the Propaganda Department. And such a prominent position actually fell into the hands of a young man, so how could all kinds of rumors be born?

Xue Xiang took the teacup handed by Feng You and thanked him, but did not sit down, but stood in front of the big floor-to-ceiling window and looked at his eyes. At this moment, Xue Xiang's office was built on the top of a seven-story building on the shore of Weiming Lake. Under the extreme, the vast Weiming Lake was sparkling, and the pavilions and towers, rockery and strange rocks were all in sight. It was filled with excellent scenery and great enjoyment.

"Why, I haven't seen this Weiming Lake before, but I still have a different feeling when I watch it here? If you like it, come often, but the premise is to quickly arrest the news center, otherwise, if the board falls on your body, don't hurt."

Xue Xiangzheng appreciated the wonderful things, and a voice came from behind him, with a deep voice, showing that he was an elderly man.

Xue Xiang turned his head and saw an old man with gray hair strode towards him. The old man was not tall and had an ordinary face. His eyes were gentle like jade, and he shone with light, which was very eye-catching. When he saw the appearance of the person, Xue Xiang didn't know the identity of this person. He was Zhou Shuren, secretary of the Party Committee of Peking University and president of Peking University. He had seen him many times at previous conferences.

When Zhou Shuren got closer, he actually stretched out his hand. Xue Xiang was slightly surprised and quickly reached out to take it and shook it. Zhou Shuren's move had its own meaning. Xue Xiang was very smart and naturally knew what he meant. It turned out that there were two relationships between the two, one was the teacher-student relationship, and the other was the comradeship relationship within the party. Zhou Shuren took the initiative to reach out, and it was obvious that he was inclined to be the latter's comradeship relationship. This behavior echoed the words just now, meaning that he was doing things in public. If he couldn't fight a turnaround, don't expect him to take care of Xue Xiang as a student.

However, Zhou Shuren summoned Xue Xiang, in addition to wanting to meet this legendary student, the biggest problem was naturally to care about how to withstand the Qinghuayuan offensive in the school magazine. Because nearly a week after the last meeting today, Qinghuayuan published another issue, and the front-page headlines in it were actually cited by magazines. After turning it over twice, not only students from both schools, but also outsiders also saw the trick. Gradually, there was a news that Beijing University was not as good as Qinghuayuan. How could Zhou Shuren stand such a reputation?

Xue Xiang's face was solemn and said in a deep voice: "If there is no diamond, you won't take on porcelain work, don't worry, the principal."

Zhou Shuren let go of his hand: "There is no joke in the army!"

"I'm willing to issue a military order!"

"Puff"

Xue Xiang and Zhou Zhenglong sang and answered each other, and happened to meet the classic dialogue in the audience. Feng You, who was listening, couldn't help but laugh.

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However, Xue Xiang agreed to Zhou Shuren happily, but if he really wanted to succeed, he could not solve it by touching his mouth. After all, he had read carefully in Qinghuayuan, and the content was indeed more read than the current magazines. Moreover, the sectors were particularly outstanding. He actually proposed the hypothesis and model of agriculture, industry and even political reform, which was quite a bit striking in the world. No wonder he could have such an influence.

However, after Xue Xiang made a military order in front of Zhou Shuren, he said a few more words and said goodbye and left. He turned back to the newly divided office. Speaking of this new office, Xue Xiang was very satisfied. The Propaganda Department of the Party Committee and the Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee were really incomparable. The office was constantly broad and luxurious. What made him most happy was that he was actually on the same floor as Zhou Shuren's principal's office on different floors. Looking north at Weiming Lake and south at the cherry blossom forest. It was really pleasant.

Xue Xiang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, then turned back to his desk, and within his sight. He saw a green-shell magazine on the table, which was the school magazine of Qinghuayuan. Xue Xiang picked it up and flipped it up again. The reason why this place was "again" was because Xue began to pay extreme attention to this magazine since he reported to the publicity department, because he knew that he could be promoted like this, and this rival magazine played a great role. In the past two or three days, he has read the only two issues of Qinghuayuan many times, hoping to find flaws in it so as to break the deadlock.

After a while, Xue Xiang finished reading the magazine in his hand. To be honest, from the perspective of this era, this is already a good reading material. It has both characteristics and is closely linked to the pulse of the times. More importantly, the various ideas in it may not be much attractive to ordinary readers, but their attractiveness to those in politics is almost fatal. It is precisely because it has achieved the ultimate goal of attracting officials' attention that their influence has increased day by day.

Although Xue Xiang has seen the success and knows where to work hard to achieve the effect, he can't think of a good solution. It sounds a bit contradictory, how can he know where to work hard to work hard, but he can't think of a solution? In fact, there have never been many things in this world that know the truth and don't know why. Just as Xue Xiang knows that if he wants to make the school magazines of Peking University be comparable to or even better than Qinghuayuan, he can only work hard to be politically attractive, but how to work hard, he doesn't have a clear answer in his mind.

Because it is enough to capture the attention of officials, it is not enough to rely on soft poetry, introductory or novelty. After all, politics is most important to timeliness, and it is the best at this point, because the background of the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee and reform and opening up, the concepts and models designed or discussed are all in line with the current situation. It is really difficult for Xue Xiang to surpass or imitate. After all, this is not enough to rely on his soul to penetrate future generations and have a vision beyond the times.

"What to do, what to do..." Xue Xiang asked in his mind, while circling in the office, his eyes suddenly fixed on the world map on the wall.

When Xue Xiang suddenly shook his mind and shouted in his heart: There is one!

"Yes, yes, it's just put forward some ideas and models, but after all, it has not been proved. But if I give a real proof, wouldn't I compare it immediately?" Xue Xiangmou suddenly opened, and rushed out of the door like a gust of wind, heading towards the three offices on the west side.

To put it in detail, the Propaganda Department of the Party Committee of the School is really a big yamen, and a real hot yamen, and it is definitely not like the Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee. It seems that it is big because it is stuffed. Not to mention elsewhere, there are 50 people in the most core news center alone, and these fifty people are by no means just for free and have nothing to do, but there is almost no hidden danger of insufficient staff. Because the News Center is under a press station, a radio station, a publishing house, and each of these three units is extremely labor-intensive, so the fifty people are still nervous.

At this moment, Xue Xiang was rushing to the offices of these three units. Xue Xiang stopped in front of the door for a moment, greeted him, and returned to the office. Soon, six people came together. These six people were the heads of the three units of the News and arrived at the order.

"I don't say the reason for calling everyone here, and everyone probably knows it. Yes, it's just to discuss how to deal with it. I believe everyone knows how much the school party committee pays attention to this matter. It's not just the school party committee, but also the central government is also concerned about it. Now, it's no longer a contest between the two propaganda departments. It's almost a contest between our Peking University and Qinghuayuan. It has risen to a political level. I hope everyone will cheer up, deal with it with heart, and strive to fight a turnaround." Xue Xianggang waved his hand and greeted everyone to sit down, and gave an impromptu speech. The effect is clearly known from these faces without any expression. Obviously, people think that Xue is fake, big, and empty talk.
Chapter completed!