The senior management has obviously anticipated this, and chose this plenary session to carry out major personnel operations for the sake of the stability of the senior leadership team.
If things remain unchanged this time, the political situation will change by more than 70% during the next major election, which will undoubtedly be extremely detrimental to the stability of the political situation.
With the convening of the last enlarged political meeting, the central government's intentions have become clear to senior leaders at a specific level.
After a period of game, six political figures are determined to retire. The six shining golden thrones are the most thrilling scenery in the world, attracting the blood of countless heroes.
An Zaihai said, "Your second uncle is self-aware and self-aware, unlike some people who can't figure out their own weight."
He is aware of the major personnel changes in the central government this time. The game at the top has long been completed. Four of the six leaders have been selected by the top, and two of them are successors. Among them are Mr. Xue and Mr. Xue.
3. Comrade Fei Lun, whom I have talked with several times. There is only one left, who is yet to be determined.
An Zaihai didn't think he had any chance of winning this time. He had already set his sights on the big change in two years.
An Zaihai didn't dare to hope too much, but there were people who dared to dream of swallowing the sky, and Ding Shiqun was one of them.
Recently, Ding Shiqun has been walking around in high-level positions a lot, and no one knows what his intentions are.
The world looks down on the secretarial party, with disdain and envy.
However, because Secretary Dang always takes the fast track to official career, he quickly seizes the opportunity to rise to the top.
Ding Shiqun is the top person in the secretarial party. An Zaihai has naturally had opinions about him for a long time. Now, hearing that Ding Shiqun is once again in charge of the political situation is funny, but also extremely angry.
"Second brother, third brother, dad is awake!"
An Zaijiang's joyful shouts came from inside the house.
Xue Laosan and An Zaihai all rushed inward to snatch it.
"Let go, uh, cough, cough, let go, pull these threads off my body quickly, uh, cough, cough..."
When Mr. An woke up and saw the thread on his arm, he really started to get mad.
Xue Xiang quickly held down the old man's struggling body and said, "Old man, you are really a fighter. You can still fight even if you are like this. You don't have to blame others. I asked someone to hang up this hanging bottle. If you want to, just blame me."
Blame me!"
Seeing Xue Xiang, the old man's eyes softened a lot, but his words were still unforgiving, "You kid finally caught up with me to die, and my pain for you was not in vain. Hurry up, take out this needle for me, I will die of illness."
There’s no need for this thing…”
Xue Xiangdao. "Old man, please don't make trouble. Now, you are a patient. As a patient, you have to listen to the doctor. According to organizational principles. The patient is the subordinate and the doctor is the superior. The subordinate must obey the superior. You are always an old comrade. I
I believe there is still some awareness of this."
"Ahem...hehe..."
Mr. An was very angry and said, "Okay, listen to your kid. Anyway, I only have half of my life left, so I can let you do whatever you want!"
"That's right, otherwise I would have made a revolution for the elderly, but I was afraid of injections. If word spreads, you will be famous and famous forever!"
Xue Laosan didn't regard Mr. An as a patient at all, so he made fun of him as he should.
It was his indifference and peace that made Mr. An's mind suddenly expand. He became less bleak about life and death and more indifferent about understanding.
Director Su, who came in a hurry, was horrified. No one else knew how much Mr. An rejected Western medicine. He knew best. The master who usually refused to take even a pill was actually willing to hang up the bottle today.
As for the old man's status, no one in the world can force him to act. The young man in front of me can do this. I really don't know who he is.
Director Su carefully checked the old man's body again, lowered his head and muttered, and sighed, "The old man's health is fine. As long as he hangs a few more bottles of nutritional water and takes a lot of supplements, he will be fine. To be honest, I practice medicine.
In more than 20 years, this is the first time I have encountered a situation like today. Xu Shi, the old leader, has not used Western medicine all year round. He has a strong immune system and a good physical foundation. As soon as the nutrition increases, the body's functions are activated, and this miracle is possible.
ah!"
After sending Director Su away, the atmosphere of sadness in the room was completely gone.
The brothers of the An family and brother-in-law Zuo Chen all told the old man to take care of his health and never indulge in chess day and night again.
Xue Xiang took a soft pillow, raised Mr. An's back, and said, "I guess you are afraid of being lonely when you are old, so you have nothing to do with the juniors just to join in the fun. This is not a good habit. I am still in the Central School.
As for further study, you are always being delayed today. It’s okay if you don’t attend a class, but you are delaying the party organization’s training of successors for the new era. This sin of yours is a bit old.”
"You bastard, it's endless. My old man is in this state, but you can still laugh. I think even if I'm dead, you can still laugh out loud!"
Mr. An smiled and hit Xue Laosan, but his expression was very good.
After everyone chatted and laughed, the kitchen brought old pickles mixed with finely ground sesame oil. The thick sesame oil cooked until thickened made the thick steamed buns golden and fragrant.
Xue Laosan took the master chef's dinner plate, pulled the horizontal table and set it up on the old man's small camp bed. After placing the dinner plate firmly, Mr. An picked up the wowotou, took a big bite, picked up the bowl, and snored.
Just a big mouthful of porridge.
After a mouthful of warm, hot food entered his stomach, the old man became energetic and knocked on the bowl and said, "Who is serving this meal today? It's absolutely amazing. If our family eats this often, will I be unable to eat?"
As he said that, he broke open the wowotou, picked out a chopstick of shredded pickles, put it in the middle, closed it, and took another beautiful bite.
An Zaihaidao said, "Other than Lao San, the monkey spirit, who else has this ability?"
Regarding Xue Laosan, everyone in the room had just four words: I don’t want to accept it!
Everyone knew that when the old man woke up, he would definitely want to eat, so they all made preparations for some delicacies from the mountains and seas. Xue Laosan alone overcame everyone's opinions and ordered Lao Wang to prepare these three items that were not on the table.
What happened? The old man ate in a miserable state!
What kind of brain and deep insight do you need to reach this level?
After finishing the meal, the old man's energy was completely restored. Compared with the past, although he still looked decadent, he was ten times better than the miserable state he had just lying on the hospital bed dying.
Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, the old man drank less than half a cup of warm water and finally got to the point, "Tell me, what did you guys discuss while I was in a daze?"
Obviously, this is a moment to test the political skills of the younger generations, and the old man will not let it go.
An Zaihai and Zuo Qiuming both rushed to answer, but Mr. An lost the right to speak to the always honest An Zaijiang.
An Zaijiang's military character was sincere and down-to-earth, and he naturally had something to say. Although his rhetoric was not gorgeous, his words were plain and accurate, and he expressed the views of others before him in a precise and consistent manner.
"Where's Xue Xiang? Xue Xiang didn't say anything?"
Mr. An turned his head and stared at Xue Xiang, "I asked you to take the lead, but you didn't say a word. What do you mean?"
Xue Xiang said, "That's because I know that you, old man, have your own destiny, so there is no need for me to do anything extra."
Mr. An said, "Tell me now, what was your opinion when you spoke?"
Xue Xiangdao, "I have no objection. All opinions must be based on your physical condition, old man. After all, all strategies must be adapted to local conditions and consistent with objective reality!"
"Now that I'm better, how should your opinions be adapted to local conditions?"
Mr. An looked at Xue Laosan with great interest, full of admiration.
An Zaihaidao said, "Dad, aren't your words superfluous? You are in good health and everything will continue as usual. Whatever needs to be done, adapt to local conditions. Don't listen to the old man's hindsight!"
At this moment, another meal came in from the kitchen. Two waiters one after another carried two wooden trays, and each wooden tray held three huge rice jars.
"What's going on? I'm full. If I eat more, I'll be full!"
Mr. An waved his hands repeatedly.
Xue Xiang rushed forward, picked up the largest rice vat, which was like a small basin, and said with a smile, "I know you are full, but there are some who are hungry. Don't be a full man, but you don't know a hungry man is hungry."
After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and launched an attack on the rice bowl. After a while of snoring, Xue Laosan put down the bowl and chopsticks, drank a large glass of water, patted his belly, and continued the topic of An Zaihai, "Uncle, you
Since you said I was an afterthought, what if my attack was
It's stopped ringing, but I'm sorry for the name you spent so much effort on. Old man, I think you should call the central government now. Two things, one, report your condition; two, resolutely resign from all positions, and finally
I also resigned from the position of Haozhong Advisory Committee!"
"Pfft!"
"Ah poof!"
"Clang!"
An Zaihai snorted the rice, and Zuo Qiuming's rice bowl fell to the ground. Chen Dao sneezed halfway, choking and breaking his neck.
Duduan Zaijiang didn't eat for a whole day, and he ate most vigorously. The spoon collided with the rice bowl, making a pleasant joy. He snored and chewed loudly, but he didn't pay attention to Xue Xiang's words. He didn't know what Xue Xiang said.
What, but the bomb must have been placed, otherwise why would these three scheming people be so shocked that the city collapsed.
"Third brother, what are you talking about? You asked the old man to resign. Are you crazy?"
An Zaihai didn't care about his miserable image. He glared at Xue Xiang and roared.
If it wasn't Xue Xiang who said this, An Zaihai could have printed it directly on Xue Xiang's face with a porcelain jar.
Mr. An raised his hand and poured a glass of water on An Zaihai's face, which actually washed away the oil on his face. "You've been like this for the rest of your life. I don't think you can change your behavior no matter how old you are."
What’s wrong!”
After saying that, the old man stared at Xue Xiang for a long time, rubbing the empty glass in his hands continuously. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Old Wang, prepare a pen and paper for me. I will write a letter to the central government and report my situation to the central government immediately."
Sickness!"
"Dad, what are you doing!"
"Dad! Think again!"
"Third brother, you bastard, you are crazy, please persuade me!"
For a moment, the people in An Zaihai were like ants exploding their nest, and they were in chaos. (To be continued...)