"Yulai, I want to compile the materials for Secretary Luo's speech when he visited the development zone for research last year."
Yue Wen smiled and pushed open the door of the Political Research Office. Zeng Yulai was revising his speech in front of the computer. Several young men from the Political Research Office stood behind him, studying each move carefully.
The draft of the speech is not a draft written for Luo Hongmin by the talented people in the Qinwan Political Research Office, but an unscripted speech by Luo Hongmin at the symposium after the completion of the research. People from the District Political Research Office recorded it with a recording pen and brought it back
The last sentence is compiled sentence by sentence.
"Xiao Zhu, print a copy for Director Yue." Zeng Yulai looked tired, and the hair on his forehead was getting thinner. Yue Wen knew that this was the result of staying up late, or that most people couldn't handle the material.
Feeling Yue Wen's friendly gaze, Zeng Yulai smiled and said, "Secretary Luo came here to investigate. We have worked overtime for a week at my place, your place and the administrative office, right?"
The words were filled with emotion, but Yue Wen didn't pick up the topic, "Are you busy tonight? Let's go out and sit for a while?"
Zeng Yulai took a look at his generals and asked, "Can I get out? The secretary-general wants a manuscript tonight and he is still waiting to read it."
The young man named Zhu handed the materials to Yue Wen. Yue Wen smiled and waved the materials in his hand, "I owe you this meal first. After finishing this research, we will drink together."
He took the materials back to the Supervision Office, and the reception plan of the Administrative Office was made several times. However, Cai Yongjin always felt that it was not perfect, so the Chief of the Administrative Office personally led people to run the route over and over again, correct the draft, and check the reception hotel.
It’s also miserable.
The reception plan of the administrative office has set three research points this time. The first is Taohua Island Nuclear Power Plant, the second is Furong Middle School, and the third is new district construction, mainly the transformation of Xinhe. Cai Yongjin did not put forward any opinions on these three points.
Yue Wen sat in the office for a while, looking at the tall lamp in a daze.
He only has such a desk lamp in his room in the National Working Committee Office. The light from the desk lamp is softer than the light from the ceiling lamp. More importantly, it feels like someone is accompanying him when he feels bored.
These days, there was something unusual about Liao Xiangting and Cai Yongjin. Yue Wen felt it keenly, but he couldn't guess what was unusual about them.
If he couldn't guess, he didn't guess. He simply stood up and went to Cai Yongjin's office. He didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and walked in. Zeng Yulai, who was standing behind Cai Yongjin, turned to look at him, but Cai Yongjin didn't even raise his head.
, in the entire working committee building, he was probably the only one who didn't knock on the door when he arrived at the secretary-general's office.
"Secretary Luo's secretary Xiaowen called just now and said that Secretary Luo wanted to take a look at the management of the gold mine." Cai Yongjin handed the manuscript to Zeng Yulai and motioned for him to sit down and listen, "This aspect of Furong Middle School can be eliminated.
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"Looking at the gold mine improvement, then go to Langya Street." Zeng Yulai said with a smile.
Cai Yongjin and Yue Wen looked at Zeng Yulai at the same time, but Zeng Yulai was still smiling.
This means your emotional intelligence is a bit low!
Didn't Cai Yongjin know that most of the gold mine remediation in the development zone was in Langyaling Street? He must have thought that Langyaling Street was not suitable for viewing, so he sought their opinions.
Yue Wen also knew that since the last time people were killed due to illegal gold mining in Shibahu Village, Pang Jinguang and the district had stepped up their efforts, but another pollution incident of Langyaling Reservoir happened. If Luo Hongmin was allowed to go to Langya
According to the Ling Subdistrict investigation, if something happens, Cai Yongjin cannot bear it, and Liao Xiangting cannot bear it either.
Yue Wen had an idea, just like a hole in the window lattice paper, "Secretary-General, you can ask Secretary Luo to go to Jinjiling for investigation."
"Jinjiling?" Cai Yongjin was stunned for a moment, and then he was delighted, "What a good idea."
Zeng Yulai asked, "Didn't the gold mine in Jinjiling receive help from the village now?" But he immediately realized that the gold mine has received help from the village. It is safe and stable, and is suitable as a research location.
Cai Yongjin smiled and said, "It's not impossible to go to Langya Ridge, but it's not safe." He believed most in "Zhuge should be cautious in his life, and Lu Duan should not be confused in important matters." He would not do anything risky, "Xiaoyue, but...
You will be under great pressure."
Yue Wen understood what Cai Yongjin meant. All three of the three research points were related to him. The Taohua Island Nuclear Power Plant was managed by the power plant and Langyaling Subdistrict, and the Xinhe transformation was responsible for Furong Subdistrict. But he was the person in charge of this work at the time, and
Jinji Ridge is his home ground, and he has no shirking responsibility.
Liao Xiangting did not receive any reception in the evening. His wife Zhang Xiaoli returned to Qinwan. He is still in the office. Zeng Yulai took the materials directly and went to Liao Xiangting's office.
"Secretary-General, can we ask Secretary Luo to come and open..."
Cai Yongjin looked at Yue Wen, "Secretary Liao also had this idea, so he thought of Langya Ridge at the beginning." He smiled confidently, "In fact, the most important thing for leaders to conduct research is to summarize ideas, so as to guide a city's work from a macro perspective and solve specific problems.
It needs to be solved by the people below, so that the leaders can see the problem, which is not a smart move."
"Okay, I learned another trick from the secretary-general. I don't need to learn more. One trick a day is enough for me to use for a lifetime." Yue Wen immediately climbed up the ladder, but the secretary-general is the secretary-general, and his views are different.
The view is really brilliant!
"You don't have to flatter me," Cai Yongjin laughed, "There's a lot of pressure on your shoulders." He finally put the hat on his head and started teaching new tricks, "Reception work is actually the same as writing an article.
, there must also be a bright spot. This bright spot is just like the literary style of the article. Think about it, whether it is Peach Blossom Island or Jinji Ridge, there must be at least one bright spot,” he said with profound meaning, “If the leader goes back for investigation, he will
No matter how many days have passed, if he can still remember this survey, then the reception was successful. If he can still tell it after so many years, then your reception can be written into the textbook."
Yue Wen was still smiling at first, but then his expression gradually became serious. His mother, Fang Xiulan, often said, "I would rather lead a hero's horse and put a stirrup on him than be an ancestor of a bad man!" Following a good leader, you can learn a lot of things invisibly.
Those of the same age who started working at the same time as you, invisibly, gradually widened the gap with you.
Your growth is several times faster than his, and it can even be described as changing with each passing day.
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"Lao Cai, is your child in the third grade of junior high school?"
At the highway intersection, a group of leaders stood in the late autumn sunshine. Huo Da, director of the management committee, looked at Liao Xiangting talking to senior officials. He looked at Cai Yongjin and asked casually.
"It's the fourth year of junior high school and I will take the high school entrance examination next year." Cai Yongjin said with a smile.
"At our age, it's like a "Journey to the West"."
"oh?"
"Alas," Hoda seemed to feel something in his heart, "the pressure on my head is like Sun Wukong, my body is like Zhu Bajie, my hair style is like Monk Sha, and I have a wife who has been nagging me through menopause like Tang Monk. In the end,
The main thing is that we are getting closer and closer to the Western Heaven."
The leaders standing nearby burst into laughter. Yue Wen did not expect Hoda to be so humorous, but when he took a look at Hoda's wrinkled face, it slowly began to bloom.
Liao Xiangting and senior officials also walked over slowly, "Lao Huo is a metaphor."
"Brilliant!" senior officials also praised.
A group of leaders smoked cigarettes and chatted happily.
Three months later, when Yue Wen once again thought about today's scene, such laughter made people sigh more deeply than the storm in the development zone after Luo Hongmin's investigation, lamenting that things in the world are unpredictable, unpredictable, and unpredictable.