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Chapter 043: The Trap I Have to Jump
After breaking up with Wang Anna and Wang Biao, Peng Yuanzheng and Feng Qianru went to the mall and bought several cans of fine tea for his mother. Feng Qianru also personally picked out a very popular ladies' small silk scarf before taking a taxi.
Returned to Feng's house.
Originally, Feng Qianru wanted to buy it in large and small packages, but Peng Yuanzheng firmly opposed it.
There was nothing to say that night. Early the next morning, Feng Botao's driver took Peng Yuanzheng to the train station, and he took the 7 a.m. express train back to Xin'an.
When we rushed back to Xin'an, it was already past one in the afternoon.
Peng Yuanzheng went home, put down his things, briefly spoke to his mother, and rode his bicycle straight to the municipal party committee compound.
Entering the office, Gong Hanlin was already waiting.
"Chief Gong, I'm sorry for keeping the leader waiting for so long. I just got off the train." Peng Yuanzheng was about to explain a few words, but he saw Gong Hanlin waving with a serious face, "Yuanzheng, come here."
Peng Yuanzheng walked over as instructed and sat down opposite Gong Hanlin.
"Yuanzheng, first read the manuscript that Secretary Xue rejected. Read it from beginning to end, and then tell me how you feel." Gong Hanlin pushed a piece of material on his desk over.
Peng Yuanzheng took it and looked at it carefully.
After reading it, he looked up at Gong Hanlin and frowned, "Chief Gong, I think this manuscript is very good. It's quite satisfactory, with clear viewpoints and rigorous logic -"
Gong Hanlin sighed, "That's the problem. This is written by Secretary Liu. Secretary Liu has been with Secretary Xue for three years. He is also a famous penman in the municipal party committee. It should be said that he will write whatever Secretary Xue likes."
, is familiar with Secretary Xue’s preferences, and if Secretary Xue is not satisfied with his manuscript, then——there is no need to talk about other people.”
"It stands to reason that there are no 'three articles' in this kind of Datong speech. But why is Secretary Xue dissatisfied? This is the key to the problem. You have to think carefully before you can write. This is one of them."
"In addition, I heard that Minister Zhu gave me the guarantee in front of Minister Xiao that I asked you to write this speech. As the leader in charge, why did Minister Zhu take on such a thankless job? It's worth pondering. Expedition!
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"Okay, here are some materials I collected from Secretary Xue's previous speeches, as well as the "Xin'an Daily" in the past one or two months. They basically contain Secretary Xue's daily activities recently. You can get the basic materials first.
Remember my words, think clearly before writing, and be careful!"
Gong Hanlin sighed and stood up, preparing to leave.
Peng Yuanzheng stood up and said goodbye with some emotion. He knew in his heart that it was rare for Gong Hanlin to be so frank and remind him in every possible way in the agency. From this, it can be seen that Gong Hanlin was indeed pregnant with the talent.
I don't want a young man who could have a bright future to be buried because of something like this.
He was even suppressed.
There are a lot of things like this in agencies.
"Thank you for the leadership's guidance. I will definitely consider it seriously and strive to successfully complete the task." Peng Yuanzheng said.
Gong Hanlin hummed, patted Peng Yuanzheng's shoulder lightly, and strode away.
In fact, Gong Hanlin still didn't tell Peng Yuanzheng something in his heart. It was not that he was cunning, but that he was worried that Peng Yuanzheng, a young man who had just entered the officialdom, would not be able to understand some of the things he said, which would have the opposite effect.
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After sending Gong Hanlin away, Peng Yuanzheng closed the office door tightly, his face gradually becoming gloomy.
If the manuscript is not well written, it will leave a bad impression on the municipal party committee secretary as "exaggerating", which will directly affect his future promotion; if the manuscript is written and the leader is satisfied, some people will be dissatisfied. For example, Xue Xinlai's writing
Secretary Liu Qiang.
Obviously, this thing seems to be the leader's appreciation, but in fact it is a trap that has to be jumped. Even if there is no conspiracy behind it, there is still some kind of tact to suppress the newcomers. Perhaps it is because he has been too popular in the Propaganda Department recently.
Bar.
But at this moment, he couldn't think about it anymore, but wanted to think about how to get through this.
Peng Yuanzheng patiently read through all the information Gong Hanlin gave him one by one, and sorted out Secretary Xue's speeches at all public occasions in the past six months and the reports published in Fangshan Daily. He found nothing that clearly made him
It feels like something that shines before your eyes.
When he looked back at the speech written by Liu Qiang, Xue Xinlai's writing secretary, the first section chief of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary's Office, his brows furrowed even more: there was nothing wrong with the manuscript itself, whether it was the pattern, height, logic or even language style.
They are all consistent with Xue Xinlai's previous speech - but why was Secretary Xue dissatisfied and why did he make it public?
After much thought, Peng Yuanzheng felt unable to write.
Suddenly, he thought of an overlooked detail: Xue Xinlai, secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, seemed to be at a sensitive and critical moment. According to the memory of his previous life, not long after Peng Yuanzheng joined the work, that is, in November this year, Xue Xinlai was dismissed from the provincial government.
The committee member was transferred from Xin'an City to Linshi to become the municipal party secretary. Although it was a horizontal transfer, Linshi was an economically strong city and a national-level open city, so it was still equivalent to a promotion.
But whether Xue Xinlai was transferred or not was not necessarily related to his rejection of Liu Qiang's manuscript. Why was this happening? Peng Yuanzheng was puzzled.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the phone in the office rang suddenly. Peng Yuanzheng was thinking about the problem and was startled. Today is Saturday's rest day. Who called Corey at this time?
Peng Yuanzheng thought it was Gong Hanlin, so he answered the phone. It was not until the familiar and slightly over-enthusiastic voice of Zhou Dayong, chief of the Cadre Section 1 of the Municipal Party Committee's Organization Department, came from the other end of the phone that he breathed a sigh of relief unexpectedly.
"Comrade Xiao Peng, come down and come to my office. I have something to ask you."
Peng Yuanzheng was startled, "Section Chief Zhou, you also work on Saturdays..."
"Haha, I'm working overtime today to get some materials - well, come down here, the leader will see you if he has something to do." Zhou Dayong said and lowered his voice, "It's Minister Song!"
"Minister Song?" Peng Yuanzheng was surprised and did not dare to neglect. He immediately hung up the phone and walked to the first floor, directly to Zhou Dayong's office.
Zhou Dayong actually stood at the door of the office to greet him, with a strong smile on his face.
"Section Chief Zhou!"
"Come, Comrade Xiao Peng...please sit down, have tea or water? Come, smoke!" Zhou Dayong's attentive attitude aroused Peng Yuanzheng's vigilance. He was not a rookie entering officialdom. He knew that he was always coaxing.
There must be something behind the extraordinary enthusiasm of the cadre and section chief of the Organization Department for him - judging from various signs, it should be related to Minister Song.
Peng Yuanzheng smiled reservedly and thanked him repeatedly.
"That's it, Comrade Xiao Peng, Minister Song called me just now and asked me to call you down. The leader may want to talk to you - you wait first!" Zhou Dayong said, dialing the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, Organization
Minister Song Bingnan’s phone number.
"Minister Song, Comrade Xiao Peng is here...do you see?" Zhou Dayong had a smile on his face. Although it was just on the phone and not in person, he was still frightened and respectful when facing the powerful Organization Minister of Xin'an City.
"Well, let him come here." Song Bingnan's words were majestic and low. He only said one sentence and then hung up.
Zhou Dayong put down the phone, with a hint of respect on his face, "Comrade Xiao Peng, I will take you to Minister Song's office."
"Okay, Section Chief Zhou." Although Peng Yuanzheng didn't understand why the aloof Minister Song suddenly talked to him, his facial expression was still very calm. And his calmness fell into Zhou Dayong's eyes, which deepened
Some of his guesses and judgments.
Zhou Dayong took Peng Yuanzheng to the "No. 1" office of the Organization Department at the end of the corridor and said in a low voice, "Comrade Xiao Peng, this is Minister Song's office. You can knock on the door and enter."
"Thank you Zhou Ke." Peng Yuanzheng nodded and smiled.
Zhou Dayong turned around and left. In fact, he originally wanted to knock on the door in person and take Peng Yuanzheng in, and show his face in front of Minister Song, but on second thought, he did not dare to do so for fear of arousing Minister Song's resentment.
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