Chapter Seventy-Eighth: Combine the Strong against the Weak
Huang Siwen still remembered that when the meeting ended yesterday, Secretary Gu, who was also the mayor, was also very angry. How come when he woke up from his sleep, he suddenly seemed to be shining brightly, as if he had a great enlightenment.
There was nothing fishy about it, and Huang Siwen didn't believe it anyway.
"Secretary Gu must have received advice from an expert, so don't hide it, tell me quickly, you know what's going on here, big or small, human or ghost, they all dare to bully me!"
The reason why Huang Siwen was so angry was not only because the spoils-sharing meeting broke up unhappy last night, but more importantly because of his lack of sense of existence as the mayor.
At that time, he tried every possible means to force Xue Xiang to sign the contract, but now it seems that it is useless, no, it is simply a chain around his neck.
Now, with that contract, Xue Laosan has great power, almost controlling the entire city government.
Nominally, he, Huang Siwen, is the mayor. In fact, Man Dejiang now regards the man named Xue as the mayor of Yin.
Just now, even a fringe figure like Liu Hong dared to leave forcibly to answer Xue Xiang's call regardless of Huang's face. Wasn't this a slap in the face of Huang?
Gu Mingjun knew why Huang Siwen was upset recently. In fact, he and Huang Siwen had known each other for a long time. But in the past, Huang Siwen was the first secretary of the provincial party committee. He was aloof and shrouded in Cai Xingtian's halo. Gu Mingjun only felt that this secretary Huang must also be the same.
He is a very skillful person, but after getting along with him for a month, Gu Mingjun realized how wrong he was.
To Huang Siwen, he gave a short four-character comment: He looks like a middle-aged person!
Ordinarily, "middle-of-the-road" is not a derogatory term, but for ordinary people, but for a mayor of a big city in charge of millions of people, this "middle-of-the-road" appearance is equivalent to incompetence.
But no matter how incompetent Mr. Huang was, because the two were tied to each other in the background, Gu Mingjun had to move closer to him. He even had to rack his brains to think of ideas for Mr. Huang to tide over the difficulties when he was in trouble.
He even had to ask the person behind him for instructions and use the wisdom from above.
No, at this moment, he came with a happy face. He came to convey the suggestions given above.
But he said. Listening to Huang Siwen's question, Gu Mingjun didn't beat around the bush and said with a smile, "The mayor still has a bright eye. He knows that I am stupid and I will definitely not be able to come up with a good idea. Yes, it was Mr. Li's idea. Just four words, Lian Qiang."
Hit the weak!"
"Shame on me, shame on me, I'm so old because of labor. This time I really lost my life in the Pacific Ocean."
Huang Siwen stood up suddenly and hurried around the sofa.
This Mr. Li is none other than Cai Xingtian's think tank and literary daring. He also has a close friendship with the person behind Gu Mingjun, and is also the bridge connecting Cai Xingtian and the person behind Gu Mingjun.
At this moment, Huang Siwen heard that it was Mr. Li's idea. On the one hand, he secretly called for help, but on the other hand, he was worried that his helplessness would cause him to lose a lot of points in the eyes of Mr. Li.
After being anxious for a while, I suddenly remembered what "joining the strong to attack the weak" meant, and I still didn't know it.
Huang Siwen was about to ask a question, but he was afraid of asking out loud and it would be embarrassing, so he could only continue to stare blankly and circle around the sofa.
Gu Mingjun was amused in his heart, but he didn't bother to see his joke, so he said, "I guess what Mr. Li means is that he hopes you and Secretary Zhou will unite?"
"Why do we unite with the same surname Zhou?"
Huang Siwen stopped abruptly, sat down on the sofa, and stared at Gu Mingjun.
In just one month, the relationship between him and Zhou Daoqian deteriorated rapidly, which truly proved the magic of power and the truth that number one and number two in official circles are naturally hostile.
At yesterday's meeting, Huang Siwen originally had great hopes, but in the end, because he and Zhou Daoqian could not come to an agreement, the success fell short. At this time, Gu Mingjun actually asked him to join forces with Zhou Daoqian. Isn't it a fantasy?
Gu Mingjun said, "Mayor, don't refuse in a hurry, why not savor these four words carefully!"
Gu Mingjun's words awakened Huang Siwen. If Gu Mingjun came up with this strategy, but it was Mr. Li who came up with it, the deep meaning of it would have to be carefully considered.
Huang Siwen calmed down and savored the four words "join the strong to attack the weak". The strong, Zhou Daoqian, and the weak, such as Sun Ming and Qi Xi, would join forces with Zhou Daoqian to attack the likes of Sun Ming and Qi Xi. What are the benefits?
, it goes without saying that the possibility of winning is certain, and after winning...
When the thought came to this, Huang Siwen stood up.
He suddenly became cheerful. Zhou Daoqian hated him, but the possibility of joining forces with him was not impossible. In political matters, there were never absolute friends or enemies, only eternal interests.
The biggest advantage of joining forces with Zhou Daoqian is that Sun Ming, Qi Xi and others can be excluded from the list of pie sharers.
The current personnel layout is like a big cake. It turns out that the cake is surrounded by Zhou Daoqian, Huang (Gu Mingjun), Sun Ming, and Qi Xi. It can be said that there are five people with four hearts.
A piece of cake was divided into four portions. It was precisely because everyone wanted to have more portions that they started fighting and broke up unhappy, so that in the end no one got to eat the piece of cake.
Now, if Huang and Zhou Daoqian unite, Sun Ming and Qi Xi will definitely lose their right to divide the cake.
In this way, a piece of cake is divided between two people. No matter how big the conflict between him and Zhou Daoqian is, they will definitely be able to reach a reconciliation if they can share as much of the pie as possible.
But in front of this huge pie, obviously the conflict between him and Zhou Daoqian became secondary.
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"The chief is back. What would you like to eat for lunch?"
Dai Yubin said with a smile.
After getting along with Xue Xiang for a long time, he has gained the ability to observe words and expressions. He may not be able to check others, but when he checks Xue Xiang, he can do it accurately.
As far as he knew, in the past half day, his leader had not done anything else but visited the house twice.
Now he turned back, with a slight smile on his face. Obviously, this was what he had to do, and he was determined to do it.
"Don't worry about it. Your sister-in-law came here yesterday. She probably made some food and is waiting for me at home. She won't squeeze in a big pot of rice in the cafeteria. By the way, you say hello to Secretary-General Liu. I will rest at home in the afternoon. Nothing special.
Ask him to report important matters to Mayor Huang!"
After saying hello, Xue Laosan went directly.
Dai Yubin was left standing there in a daze, sighing secretly that it was different for an expert to act like a master. When such a big thing came into his hands, he could handle it with ease.
When Xue Laosan arrived home, sure enough, Su Mei and the little guy were both busy in the kitchen. As they walked closer, Su Mei was wearing an apron and playing with a spatula at the edge of the stove. In the big black pot, there was a pile of green beans, mixed with high heat.
The oil is exuding an amazing aroma.
The little guy got a small apron from somewhere and put it on. He took a silver knife and pointed it hard at the watery white radish.
Xiaobai saw Xue Laosan entering the door first, and yelled at him, "Su Meiren," and then the little guy noticed him.
"You're back. Let's go out and read the newspaper in the main room. We'll have dinner soon!"
Su Meiren shook her body and squeezed Xue Laosan behind her.
Xue Laosan knew that his beloved wife was serving a lunch of love just like him. At that moment, he did not stop him and casually messed up the little guy's carefully taken care of. Amidst the little guy's complaints, he appeared.
He left the kitchen and returned to the living room.
Picking up a copy of Xinhua Daily on the coffee table, Xue Laosan crossed his legs and started reading quietly.
His eyesight was excellent and his thinking was unobstructed. He read newspapers very quickly, and he could finish reading a thick newspaper in just a few minutes.
There were three pieces of news in the newspaper that caught his attention.
First, the Republic’s first joint-stock enterprise, Beijing Tianqiao Department Store Co., Ltd., was born.
Second, the Republic Software Industry Association was established.
Third, the Hua-Ying Joint Statement on Hong Kong was officially signed.
These three pieces of news, except for the third one, did not cause much trouble at the time.
But in Xue Xiang's view, Article 3, when the old leader proposed "one country, two systems", there was no suspense about the return of Hong Kong Island. Now that the joint statement has been officially signed, it is just a certainty.
But the first two pieces of news, from the perspective of a soul-piercing person like him, are of epoch-making significance.
The former marks the most difficult step in the reform of state-owned enterprises and breaks through the shackles of the system; the latter means the birth of an industry that will shine brightly in the future.
Xue Laosan couldn't help but think that if he had been willing to work hard and study the news of the national newspapers in his previous life, he might not have been able to seize the opportunity and become rich in his previous life.
Xue Laosan was reminiscing about his distant past life. Suddenly, the little guy was holding a plate of stir-fried bitter gourd, jumping up and down, whistling, and got in from the door.
It flashed past in front of my eyes.
Unfortunately, I accidentally bumped into the sofa, and the porcelain plate in my hand was about to escape.
Xue Laosan, who was sitting crookedly on the sofa, immediately moved. He waved out his palms, and the room was filled with wind. A few pieces of bitter melon that fell out of the dish were carried back to the plate by the force of his palms, without even a drop of oil splashing.
As it fell, the porcelain plate was firmly copied into Xue Laosan's hands.
"Jinghui Dese, you are so old and you are still making trouble!"
Xue Laosan said with a face.
"They are testing you to see if you are still as agile as before. What are you so proud of!"
The little guy retorted with his little mouth raised, and then ran towards the kitchen. The treasure he just offered failed, and he offered an ugliness instead. The little guy's face felt a little feverish.
Xue Laosan shook his head and smiled bitterly, put the dishes on the table, arranged the chairs, and then went into the kitchen.
For lunch, the Sumei people showed great effort. Three meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes and one soup were all served in large utensils. In addition, there was a full bowl of rice.
Obviously, the Sumerians know how much their men eat.
After the meal, the three of them went back to their rooms to take a nap.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Xue Laosan drove Su Meiren and the little guy to the south of the city.
In the car, Sumei and the little guy asked many times where they were going, but Xue Laosan just didn't answer.
After driving for more than ten minutes, we finally stopped in front of a large courtyard with blue bricks and red tiles.
Before even getting out of the car, the little guy cheered and shouted, "I know, this is our new home!"
"You're blind!" Xue Laosan said with a smile.
The little guy held one of Xiaobai's paws and gestured at him a few times, and said proudly, "I saw the gate of No. 1 Middle School just now. It's only a few hundred meters away. My sister-in-law said yesterday that she wanted to live close to No. 1 Middle School.