"Congratulations to Comrade Xue Liang, I will have to change my name to leader in the future."
Xie Weihong said with a smile, but in her heart she was secretly surprised by the Huo family's background.
By now, Xie Weihong had gained a considerable understanding of Huo Wubing and knew that he was not just a brainless member of a family.
This person was able to make the decision to protect Xue Liang's future as a deputy province, so he was definitely not making an ignorant statement.
As a result, the old Huo family's background in the border province has to be re-evaluated.
After all, the deputy provincial cadres basically have to pass by the conference table on the top floor.
If the influence of the old Huo family can reach that table, then the importance of Huo Wubing as a yamen official must be re-evaluated.
Xue Liang said with a smile, "Director Weihong, please don't make fun of me. You are a close friend of Principal Ding. Your future will be a hundred times better than mine. I will definitely need Director Weihong's support in the future."
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In an instant, the three of them were in a state of harmony, chatting and laughing for a while, so harmonious.
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Luoyu Road in Dongcheng is red in late autumn. The maple trees on both sides of the road have thick and straight roots, and the dense leaves are piled up like clouds. Autumn kills like knives, and the cut maple leaves burn like fire.
The maple forest is beautiful, and this place is a spectacular scene in itself. Although it is evening and it is difficult to see the red maples burning in the daytime, there are still many tourists.
Xue Laosan has been here many times, and every time he comes here, he will stop and take a long look.
Even if he has something urgent to do, this guy will choose to walk through the forest without giving up any chance to get close to the beautiful scenery.
However, this evening, Xue Laosan did not have the slightest leisure to enjoy the scenery.
It turned out that Xue Laosan was in a low mood after seeing off Su Meiren this afternoon. When he returned to school, he was washing clothes. He was pulled out by Peng Chun without any explanation, saying that he was helping to accompany the guests.
At half past four, Xue Laosan and Peng Chun arrived at the People's Hotel at the west intersection of Luoyu Road. According to Peng Chun's request, Xue Laosan and him stood waiting in front of the hotel.
I have been waiting for an hour, but no visitor has come.
Xue Laosan was in a bad mood that day. If it wasn't for Peng Chun's face, this guy would have walked away long ago.
"Lao Peng, who are you inviting? This is too big. After all, you are also the deputy commissioner of the Taiwan Affairs Office, a department official in his thirties. Who is worthy of your flattery?
You've been waiting for a damn hour, old man
After eating for more than 20 years, this is the first time I have encountered such a big portion. I think we should not wait any longer and find a place for ourselves when the food is ready. Why bother to enjoy ourselves?
Don’t rush to put your hot face on someone’s cold ass.”
Xue Laosan was squatting under a maple tree so impatiently that the leaves were crushed all over the ground.
Peng Chun sighed and handed over a cigarette. Xue Laosan waved his hand. Peng Chun glared. She forced it into his hand and said in a loud voice, "You think I am willing to come and it is easy for you to go out to school? Damn it."
.I learned well from this.
Yes, the prefectural committee has also given instructions, you think I am Huo Wubing's yamen, and someone is poking me from behind. You can do whatever you want on your own land. I am an uncle, so it doesn't hurt, and my grandma doesn't love me. You must listen to what the superiors say.
With."
"No, Secretary Wang of our prefectural committee called me and said that he had come to the capital and had a reception in the evening. He asked me to call a few drinking friends from the party school to act as facades and create a grand scene. Lao Cui had something to do.
, Ying'er is gone now, I won't ask you to call anyone, so don't complain, just wait patiently, you have to be really upset, at worst, you can give him a few more drinks later to vent your anger."
After Peng Chun said this, Xue Laosan had no choice but to continue squatting and rubbing the leaves.
After waiting for more than forty minutes, a red Santana with a Planning Commission sign stopped in front of the People's Hotel. An old man in his fifties who was half bald got out of the car. Peng Chun patted Xue Xiang on the shoulder and rubbed the ground.
He ran over.
"Secretary Wang, please let me wait."
Peng Chun shouted at the bald old man from a distance.
Unexpectedly, Secretary Wang just waved at him, twisted his relatively fat body, and rushed to the back door on the left with extreme agility. He opened the door with care and opened it, and a sapphire blue man in his thirties came out.
Men in suits.
The back door on the right also opened at this time, and a younger man walked out. He looked about ten years old. He was dressed very casually, with bell-bottom pants and a bat shirt. As soon as he got off the car, he shook his head and groaned.
What she sang was "Sweet Honey" by Teresa Teng.
Nowadays, pirated tapes from Hong Kong and Taiwan are rapidly spreading in the streets and alleys with the magical powers of various villains across the country. This masterpiece of Teresa Teng in 1979 has only now become popular in mainland China.
This strange combination made Xue Laosan stunned and even forgot to be angry.
However, Xue Laosan is such a city, and when people come to the table, he straightens out the relationship between them.
The man in the royal blue suit is Deputy Director Sui of the Planning Department of the Planning Commission. The young man in the bat shirt is, as expected, a guanxi householder. He is also the most prolific government official in the four-nine cities nowadays, specializing in weaving various guanxi networks.
, making a career out of reselling various approval documents.
The reason why Secretary Wang from Yintai came to Beijing this time was because there was a planning dispute when National Highway 302 passed through Ludong Province. It could pass through both the Yintai area and the Hezhou area adjacent to Yintai.
After passing one national highway and two areas, problems arise.
After all, transportation represents money. This is the simplest economic principle that anyone can easily understand.
If a national highway passes through a region, it is simply reshaping an economic artery for the region. In this era when economy is political performance and political performance is official hat, let alone building a national highway, it is the access to provincial roads. Often, various regions have
You have to win over people's brains and use them as dogs' brains.
Nowadays, it is a national highway. Xue Laosan can guess that Yintai and Hezhou areas will definitely fight for the direction of this national highway without even using his brain.
As expected, Secretary Wang almost risked his life in order to fight for this national highway.
Xue Xiang even heard Peng Chun whisper that a month ago, when he left Yintai, Secretary Wang's hair style could barely support the central government, but now, only a few months later, he looked like this.
The banquet started at 12:30. The Renmin Hotel is the best in Dongcheng District and is quite famous in the Forty-Nine City. In terms of quality, it is second only to Mingzu Hotel, Xinqiao Hotel, Jingcheng Hotel and other state-owned hotels.
Dana.
What Secretary Wang wants is a large bag. Although the lining is not luxurious, it is extremely elegant. The redwood utensils are pleasing to the eye. The ink landscapes on the walls are all made by famous artists.
Peng Chun groaned secretly as soon as he walked in. When he was asking for tea, he quietly asked the price and almost fell to the ground. The price of the private room alone was fifty yuan, which accounted for almost one-seventh of her salary.
, please note that Mr. Peng has just raised his salary now.
Even though the country is revitalizing the economy and promoting price reforms, Peng Chun thinks that it is too unbelievable to have to pay 50 yuan to have a meal in a room. It is really a fantasy.
Xue Laosan has seen the world and doesn't think it's anything. He also knows that Secretary Wang is willing to risk his life for that national road.
Not to mention that a meal costs hundreds or even thousands. If it can help the national highway pass through Yintai, Secretary Wang will probably dare to use the finance to provide a personal reward of tens of thousands of yuan.
Xue Xiangyuan thought that with Secretary Wang's strength, this road might be successful.
But I never thought that the atmosphere would not be very good as soon as the banquet started.
Before the food was served, kung fu tea was served. Secretary Wang Fang Yinqin brought a cup to the bat shirt, but was gently blocked by a folding fan that the bat shirt got from nowhere.
"Old Wang, according to my opinion, it's better not to talk about these useless things. The Sui Dynasty has been busy for a long time, but I don't have time to talk to you about Kung Fu Tea. If you have something to say, say it quickly and fart quickly. We are all busy. To be honest, you
It's such a trivial matter. If I hadn't seen it as an introduction from an acquaintance, I wouldn't have ignored you and quickly got back to the topic."
The man in the bat shirt had a look of disdain on his face. He was talking, shaking his folding fan and shaking his head slightly. He seemed to have everything under control and was extremely comfortable.
"Sui Chu, you're not that busy. Today is Sunday. You usually take care of everything and work hard for the country. Is it possible that you don't have free time today?"
Secretary Wang turned sideways and tilted towards Deputy Director Sui, who was looking up, with a smile on his face.
Little did he know that his appearance made Peng Chun narrow his eyes.
If I remember correctly, this deputy director Sui was only the deputy director of the project establishment department, and at the end of the day he was enjoying the treatment of a full director, and maybe even a deputy director.
But Secretary Wang is a member of the Ludong Provincial Committee and secretary of the department-level prefectural committee. In terms of rank, he is one and a half levels higher than Deputy Director Sui.
Peng Chun took advantage of his advanced education and sufficient grassroots experience. He has made rapid progress in the past two years and reached the deputy department level.
This gentleman has never been in charge of a political party, nor has he ever been an official in the capital. He is only in charge of science, education, culture and health. He has never come to the capital to run projects, even in the province.
If Secretary Wang hadn't been short of generals in Jiuguo this time, it wouldn't have been his turn to come to the banquet.
Therefore, the scene in front of him was extremely abnormal in Peng Chun's eyes.
According to his official logic, if the director level is against the deputy director level, it is not just a matter of course, it is simply crushing.
But today's situation is simply the opposite. Even if you, Deputy Director Sui, are a cadre of a ministry, you are not as good as this.
How did Peng Chun know that small officials can do great things?
As the old saying goes, a person is as good as someone who doesn't ask for help. At the moment, Secretary Wang is asking for help from Deputy Director Sui, but Deputy Director Sui has nothing to ask for from Secretary Wang.
In this case, it would be difficult for him, Secretary Wang, not to bow his head.
What's more, as an important member of the Planning Department, one of the most powerful departments of the Planning Commission, Deputy Director Sui has extremely powerful authority. Normally, deputy provincial-level cadres have to be polite when dealing with him.
There are many senior cadres who have experience in the Planning Commission, but Secretary Wang is really not in the eyes of Deputy Director Sui.
As expected, Deputy Director Sui ignored Secretary Wang's trivial matter. He took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "It's not enough to take care of everything. Secretary Wang, I'll take care of your business."
You probably know that this matter is too difficult, and I'm afraid I really can't help!" (To be continued...)