When the provincial station broadcast this news scene, Xie Jianjun had been transferred from the capital back to the provincial people's hospital. After more than half a year of treatment, his condition has stabilized. If he wants to recover, he must go through a long period of convalescence. For the time being, he
I can only linger in bed. However, my thinking ability and language expression ability have basically returned to normal.
Xie Jianjun looked at Peng Yuanzheng chatting on the phone screen and couldn't help but sigh: "Old Xue, this guy Peng Yuanzheng is really ruthless! He did what Zhou Xishun and I didn't dare to do! It's weird!
What's amazing is that there was no trouble, it's really weird."
Xue Jianjun's wife, Xue Hongying, smiled and said: "Lao Xie, you should recuperate and don't worry about such trivial matters. But speaking of it, Mayor Peng is really a good person and knows how to respect people - he has made people...
They sent me donations and relief funds. Although the money doesn't mean anything, it at least proves that they care about us."
"Our girl can enter Jinghua University only because Feng Qianru, the wife of Mayor Peng, came forward to arrange it. She even thought about the dormitory issue for our children and often sent people to visit our girl."
"Also, look at these red-headed documents. Each one has your name on it. He regularly sends people to send you these documents. He obviously wants to ask for your opinion, but in fact he wants to tell you that he will not be offside.
I won’t take away your power and give you peace of mind.”
Xie Jianjun's eyes flickered, and he sighed: "Yes, a friend in need is a friend indeed, and Peng Yuanzheng is a very generous person. But the more he behaves like this, the worse I feel in my heart. I am a useless person now, and I can't go back."
Went there..."
Xie Jianjun burst into tears and gritted his teeth. After being idle for a long time, he resolutely said: "Old Xue, help me write a letter to Secretary Hou of the Provincial Party Committee - write a letter of resignation."
Xue Hongying felt sad and went to get pen and paper as instructed.
Looking at his wife's leaving figure, Xie Jianjun sighed again, "Peng Yuanzheng, this is my reward for you, but whether you can sit in this seat depends on your ability."
Thinking of this, Xie Jianjun grabbed the mobile phone beside his pillow and dialed Peng Yuanzheng's number.
Peng Yuanzheng was discussing work with Yan Hua. His cell phone rang. Seeing that it was Xie Jianjun's number, he picked it up with a smile: "Secretary Xie, are you feeling well? I was about to call you to report on the work... Just call.
Already."
"Comrade Yuanzheng. Thank you for your love. My body is like a bear. I am no longer suitable to occupy the manhole and not shit. In this way, Comrade Yuanzheng, I am writing a letter of resignation to the provincial party committee. You are also mentally prepared.
." Xie Jianjun's voice was both confused and sad.
He was in the prime of his life. How could he have voluntarily resigned from his position as secretary of the Municipal Party Committee if he had not had to?
Peng Yuanzheng was surprised and said softly: "Secretary Xie, don't be too anxious. You can rest in peace and recuperate first, and you will get better! Our comrades in the city are waiting for you to come back!"
"I can't go back, Comrade Yuanzheng... I can rest assured that I will leave Xin'an City to you. Okay, that's it, you go ahead and talk about it later." Xie Jianjun hurriedly hung up the phone.
On the other end of the phone, Peng Yuanzheng also felt a little sad. Although Xie Jianjun's resignation was a good thing for him, he could legitimately become the municipal party secretary and become the top leader of Xin'an City, but... when he thought of Xie Jianjun, the municipal party secretary in his prime,
He left the scene sadly. He felt very uncomfortable.
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Xie Jianjun's resignation letter was personally delivered to the desk of Provincial Party Secretary Hou Nianyuan by Xue Hongying. After Hou Nianyuan read the resignation letter, he called in Governor Song Bingnan.
"Secretary Hou, are you looking for me?" Song Bingnan strode in.
"Old Song. Look, Xie Jianjun wrote me a resignation letter." Hou Nianyuan handed over Xie Jianjun's resignation letter.
Song Bingnan took it and glanced at it. He sighed: "Secretary Hou, in fact Xie Jianjun is a good cadre, but after this accident, his physical condition no longer allows him to stay in office. He can recognize this and take the initiative to ask
Resigning can be regarded as making arrangements for the provincial committee easier."
"Well, I'm also considering his problem. Considering his actual situation, let's remove him from the post of secretary of the Xin'an Municipal Party Committee and let him take a false position in the Provincial CPPCC? This comrade has been working for the party for decades, is dedicated, and is very
It's not easy. When he faced this end, the organization couldn't ignore him." Hou Nianyuan said solemnly.
Song Bingnan nodded, "Secretary Hou, I think it's okay. Removing him from his local position and letting him work in the provincial government while keeping his original level and salary unchanged can be regarded as arranging his escape path and giving him an explanation."
"Okay, the matter is settled." Hou Nianyuan smiled, "Peng Yuanzheng has done a good job in Xin'an recently. This comrade has ideas, abilities, energy, and drive. What's rare is that he also has a strong sense of the overall situation.
, he is very political and has accomplished many things without causing any trouble to the province. He has been in charge of Xin'an City for a long time, so I think I will let him take over from Xie Jianjun and clear his name."
Song Bingnan hesitated for a moment and said: "Secretary Hou, Peng Yuanzheng is familiar with the work in Xin'an. He has worked in Xin'an for a long time and has a strong ability to control the overall situation. However, after all, he has only been mayor for less than two years. If he is promoted again, will he..."
Hou Nianyuan knew that Song Bingnan had a good relationship with the Feng family and Peng Yuanzheng personally. The reason why he raised "questions" was either to test his own attitude or to pretend to be retreating in order to advance.
Hou Nianyuan laughed loudly: "It is the policy of the central government to promote young cadres out of the ordinary. In our province, we also promoted two municipal party secretaries this year. To be honest, reform and opening up need capable young cadres like Peng Yuanzheng. In the past two years, Xin'an City
The great development is enough to prove that we have not hired the wrong people."
"I believe you know this comrade better than I do, Lao Song. If someone from the province parachuted into Xin'an City and was not familiar with the situation in the city, it would be difficult to carry out the work; and there would be no suitable candidates to draw materials from the local area, which would be even more stressful.
We cannot stand still. Do you think we have any other options besides Peng Yuanzheng?"
A strange smile appeared at the corner of Hou Nianyuan's mouth.
Song Bingnan smiled and said, "Secretary Hou said, then, let's bring this matter up for everyone to discuss?"
"Don't worry, it's already the second half of the year. Let's take a moment to take a look at the performance of the team led by Peng Yuanzheng throughout the year. And Xie Jianjun, please take the time to ask Comrade Jianmin to bring someone over to express condolences and comfort.
, as an organization, we still have to retain him, so as not to chill people's hearts!" Hou Nianyuan waved his hands and sighed lightly.
Song Bingnan stood up and smiled, "Okay. Otherwise, I'll go there on behalf of Secretary Hou."
"That's fine. We have done our best to be benevolent and righteous." Hou Nianyuan nodded silently.