It has been so many years, and he feels that his hot temper has been almost worn away. He should be able to smile and watch the clouds roll and relax, and the flowers bloom and fall. But today he realized that there is a fire in his heart, which is not a matter of cultivating his heart.
You can suppress it if you cultivate your nature.
When Chen Zhaowu came to see him, Mr. Gu was venting his anger on the brush and rice paper.
He couldn't write a few big characters on the four-foot declaration, and there was a strong aroma of ink in the room. In addition to the aroma of ink, there was also a strong smell of gunpowder, but everyone could feel it.
Because they often come and go, Chen Zhaowu didn't need any notification when he came to Mr. Gu's place. He basically just pushed the door open and walked in.
After he came over, he saw the big word "forbearance" written by Mr. Gu on the rice paper.
Logically speaking, when writing this character, you should be calm, let go of the fireworks in your heart, and try to calm down your mood. Only then can you write this character in a calm, upright and peaceful way.
But now the word "forbearance" written by Mr. Gu is a little different. Each stroke is like a knife carving an axe, an iron hook and a silver stroke. Especially some of the strokes are about to fly off the paper, giving people
A feeling of domineering.
Anyone who reads it will not think that the owner of this word will be in a good mood at this time.
"Mr. Gu, you are so upset..." Chen Zhaowu ignored the guard's blocking eyes and sat down in Mr. Gu's study. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip regardless of whether it was cold or hot.
Then he said slowly.
"What's wrong with me?" Mr. Gu snorted, threw the brush in his hand on the table, and said angrily, "I was idle all day, and my salary was in vain. I was enjoying the treatment of deputy national level.
.Every day I just raise flowers, walk around with birds, write big characters, read books, and hug my grandson. Why should I be unhappy?"
Chen Zhaowu just sneered after hearing this. "If you are in a good mood, how can you write the word "forbearance"?"
"Can't I practice calligraphy?" Mr. Gu snorted.
But after putting down the brush, Mr. Gu washed his hands in the basin next to him, dried them with a towel, carefully applied some hand oil, and then sat down.
"Have you read the morning newspaper?" Chen Zhaowu asked.
"Yeah." Mr. Gu nodded. When he mentioned this matter, his anger suddenly rose again. He patted the armrest of the sofa and said very sternly, "In my opinion, there are current controls on certain media.
It’s just too lax! You dare to write and post anything indiscriminately. If this were done in the past, it would be a serious political error and your head would be beheaded!”
No wonder he was so angry. If his granddaughter was accused in the newspaper of taking advantage of the little devil, no one would be able to stand it. If he was more angry, he would probably bring someone to smash the newspaper office.
.
You may still worry about the impact on others, but among the older generation, how many of them are fuel-efficient lamps? If you don't blame others, then they have already burned the incense, thank God.
"I don't agree with this." Although Chen Zhaowu wants to have a good relationship with Mr. Gu, he still has his own opinions on major issues of right and wrong, and he will not agree with others casually. Old people at their level are generally more persistent.
Occasionally when I encounter differences on some issues, I will always argue endlessly, "The reform has not been easy until now, and it is impossible to go back to the old path. The situation back then, even if we are in the position like you and me.
How can there be any sense of security?"
After hearing what he said, Mr. Gu didn't refute anything and just nodded.
They are all people who came from that era and have endured many hardships. Naturally, they know that some situations must never happen again.
"However, the media has indeed gone too far. Without its own position, how can it be used as a gun for others to attack cadres?" Chen Zhaowu continued, "I think the Propaganda Department did not do its part in this matter.
responsibility."
"What do you mean?" Mr. Gu asked.
"You have to express yourself." Chen Zhaowu said.
After hearing this, Mr. Gu started to ponder a little.
In the Propaganda Department, the influence of the old Ye family is relatively large, but the current minister is a member of Comrade Jiang Cheng, so although Mr. Gu intends to do this, he also needs to consider the influence of all aspects, both to make a fuss and
The effect is coming, but you can't annoy everyone, so this degree is relatively difficult to grasp.
"It is said that the boy from the Ye family was also present at that time." Seeing that Mr. Gu was silent, Chen Zhaowu added another sentence.
"Do you suspect that Ye Kai did this?" Mr. Gu said in a deep voice.
Although Mr. Gu learned about the situation and said that Hu Han met Ye Kai and Xie Junyu, he did not take this matter into consideration for the moment.
The cause of this incident was the two little devils teasing his granddaughter. Ye Kai couldn't have encouraged the little devils to do this, right? Besides, according to what Mr. Gu knew, Ye Kai and Xie Junyu were with the two
Little devil, we just had a conflict before, how could we get together?
Now he has a lot of complaints about Hu Han. When he was in the ministry, Mr. Gu felt that Hu Han was relatively calm and could do great things, so he supported him in many ways and was appointed as his grandson-in-law. This time, he spared no effort to support him.
He replaced Ye Kai and became the director of the management committee of the emerging Shengwang New District, intending to sit back and enjoy the success.
However, I never expected that after Hu Han took office, not only did he not achieve anything, he was also tied up in everything, unable to open up the situation at all, and even the investment from Japan could not be negotiated.
This result was unexpected by Mr. Gu.
He is a little doubtful now. Is it really because his eyesight is dim and he can no longer see people clearly?
"That boy Ye Kai is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He may not be able to swallow his breath about being forced to leave the Holy King New Area." Chen Zhaowu said to Mr. Gu, "I very much doubt that this matter has anything to do with him.
, no one can mobilize the power of the media so easily."
Mr. Gu understood what Chen Zhaowu meant. The Ye family has a great influence on the Propaganda Department, so Ye Kai can naturally use these resources. If the Propaganda Department has any tendentious opinions, the major media
You must do things according to their wishes.
How much energy does it take to arrange the layout overnight and expose the affairs between Hu Han and Gu Miaomiao and the Japanese?
If you think about it carefully, the answer will be obvious.
"I always go to Comrade Jiang Cheng to ask for an explanation." After thinking about it, Gu Lao thought that Lao Ye's family was highly suspicious of this incident. He immediately became angry and slapped the table.
Chen Zhaowu nodded, picked up the tea cup on the coffee table, and took a sip.
Although the tea has gone cold, Chen Zhaowu still drinks it very comfortably. If he can cause some chaos to Ye Kai's family and teach Ye Kai'er a lesson, what does it matter if he drinks a few sips of herbal tea?
As we all know, there is a feud between his old Chen family and his old Ye family. It would definitely be inappropriate for him, Chen Zhaowu, to suddenly come out and accuse the old Ye family. After all, the reason why he just retired was because of his relationship with his old family.
The Ye family lost in the struggle. If it comes out like this, it is easy for people to turn the problem into personal grudges.
But Mr. Gu is different. He has been retired for a long time, and his qualifications are old enough. He is fully capable of messing around.
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Ye Kai was ready to leave the capital and return to Longcheng the next day, when he received a call.
"Comrade Ye Kai?"
"It's me, who are you?" Ye Kai was a little confused after hearing this, because the other person's voice revealed the aura of someone who had been in a position of power for a long time, sounding like a cadre.
"I am Song Qing from Comrade Tan Shengjie's office. I have something to explain to you. Come here immediately," the voice on the phone said.
"Did you dial the wrong number?" When Ye Kai heard that he was just an unknown person, he didn't care about him, so he immediately blocked the phone.
With his status, Tan Shengjie had to call him personally if he wanted to find him. How could Mr. Ye give him face when people in the office were yelling at him?
It doesn't matter if he hangs up like this, it actually shocks the people across from him.
"He actually hung up on me?!" Song Qing looked at the colleague across the desk in shock, obviously not believing the result.
"Who is so awesome?" my colleague asked curiously.
"A cadre from Hedong Province, Ye Kai, Secretary of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection in Longcheng City." Song Qing replied angrily.
Not to mention the shock in their hearts, there are really too many institutions in the capital and there are more children from aristocratic families. Unless they have had contact with and know people well, it is not easy to know who Ye Kai is. After all,
Ye Kai's reputation only exists within a certain circle, and the little people don't know his origins.
It's just that everyone in the office was surprised. You must know that after Tan Shengjie entered the Central Political Bureau at the same time, he still holds the position of director of the Central Office. He is regarded as the big steward of the central agency, and his power is still very heavy. From a certain aspect, it can be
Consider him a direct descendant of Comrade Jiang Cheng.
As a result, the cadres in Comrade Tan Shengjie's office have also risen, and their status is naturally different.
But no one expected that at this time, there would be people who didn't give them face. Not only did they ignore their words, but they even disconnected their phone calls in a very arrogant manner.
Who is this person?
"This is a task assigned by Director Tan himself..." Song Qing said hesitantly, "What should we do now?"
"Let's ask Director Tan for advice. This person is really a bit evil. Doesn't he know Director Tan's identity?" My colleague asked back, feeling a little depressed and curious.
Song Qing had no choice but to call Director Tan Shengjie and report the matter.
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