Xue Xiang didn't say goodbye either, he just sat among the flowers and drank tea. The crescent moon in the western sky had reached the treetops. The night gradually became darker and the weather suddenly became cooler. The night wind made the flowers shake and the grass dance. If it were anyone else,
Living here alone, even though the scenery is superb, you will definitely feel excited and frightened. After all, on this moonlit night, the quiet old house and the deserted courtyard are the favorite haunts of the female ghost and fox fairy in Liaozhai.
Xue Laosan was not surprised at all. If there were really ghosts, he would like to catch one or two and study them.
Unfortunately, at this moment, he had no time to think about the beautiful ghost fairy and fox fairy. Instead, he was drinking tea tastelessly and stirring his brain.
He knew that today was a sleepless night for him. The so-called sleepless didn't mean that he couldn't sleep, but that someone must have made him unable to sleep. Without even counting his fingers, he knew that he would definitely receive at least four phone calls.
Within the next two hours, Xue Xiang's prediction was confirmed.
The first person to call was An Zaihai. The reason why Xue Xiang expected this person to call was because he knew that An Zaihai seemed to be in charge of the An family now, but in fact, the old man was still in charge, and An Zaihai was still in the position of supporting the horse and sending him off.
stage of the process.
The events in Liaodong were serious, and An Zaihai would not dare to hide them from Mr. An. Even if he wanted to, he would not be able to do so. With Lao Wang here, Mr. An's eyes and ears would be better than An Zaihai's.
Since he knew something was going on with the Xue family, how could Mr. An not intervene? Do we need to talk about the outcome of the intervention?
An Zaihai called him just to complain. In his evaluation, Xue Xiang was simply not a thing, and he was specifically trying to trick him and An. It was obvious that An Zaihai reported the results of the communication between him and Xue Xiang to the old man.
It was a bolt from the blue for the old man.
The old man is so knowledgeable. He will not be the same as An Zaihai. He should be able to see the danger of this killing move. He must be worried about Xue Xi. He will not be like An Zaihai, thinking that Xue Xi will appease his subordinates and they will be able to survive safely.
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An Zaihai was obviously scolded badly and complained endlessly on the phone. It was not until Xue Xiang guaranteed that he would personally admit his mistakes in front of the old man and save the face of Secretary An that An Zaihai turned to the topic.
The so-called main topic is nothing more than conveying the old man's meaning. In a word, no matter what Xue Xi does, An Xi will do his best.
Mr. An was as interesting as ever to Xue Xiang.
Not long after An Zaihai hung up the phone, Chen Daolin called.
In fact, as long as the news from high-level officials is allowed to spread, the speed will be astonishing. Even Xue Xiang will know about it, and the person involved, Chen Daolin, will also know about it a little later.
Chen Daolin was very candid on the phone. He bluntly told Xue Xiang that this was the decision made by the faction and his opinion was not consulted. If necessary, he could refuse this transfer.
He said it very considerately. The so-called necessity was simply because Feng Jing still had the possibility of going up. If he didn't give up his position, wouldn't he be blocking Feng Jing's way.
Chen Daolin wanted Xue Xiang to make his own decision. From this perspective, Secretary Chen was extremely loyal.
Having said that, Chen Daolin can't help but talk about this loyalty. Not to mention, Liaodong's development momentum is excellent. He and Feng Jing cooperate happily. If they continue to operate for a long time, the situation in Liaodong may not be as bad as that of Jinmen. On the contrary, deploy Jinmen and straighten out interpersonal relationships.
, it takes a lot of time to figure out the situation and get into the role. It is really not as practical as working hard in Liaodong.
Talking about emotional factors alone, he has to say this, because when he was transferred to Liaodong, Xue Clan made great efforts. Later, Feng Jing cooperated with him in all aspects, also because of Xue Clan.
Now that he has achieved results, it is hard for him, Mr. Chen, to get promoted, leaving Feng Jing to just sit there and do nothing.
Chen Daolin talks about loyalty, and Xue Xiangzi is not unreasonable. This matter has nothing to do with Chen Daolin, and he will not hinder Chen Daolin's future because of it.
On the phone, Xue Xiang's words were polite, sincere, and straightforward, asking Chen Daolin to follow the steps and wishing him success in his new job in Tianjin.
After finishing the phone call with Chen Daolin, Feng Jing's call came in immediately.
"Third brother, I understand the matter clearly. It was calculated mentally but unintentionally, and it was not a crime of war. You don't need to think too much, let alone bother me. I'm doing a good job in this position, and I feel a sense of accomplishment. I don't need to help.
I'm going to move here, I have to protect this base in Liaodong for you!"
Feng Jing's statement almost made Xue Xiang burst into tears.
Xue Xiang only said, "Uncle Feng, just wait for my news" and hung up the phone.
Later, Xu Ziqian and Xue Anyuan received calls, and their attitudes were very clear. They still handed over the central dispatching authority to Xue Xiang, and let him make the overall plan to fight this self-defense counterattack.
After hanging up the phone, Xue Xiang spread his body on the big bed that was so wide that it could fill the whole room. He folded his hands, crossed his legs, opened the window and let in the moonlight and breeze, but he was worried in his heart.
"These old men are addicted to being the boss. They talk nicely and give full support, but in the end they don't care about everything. The things in front of them are still small. If I were in the political situation, I might be able to control it, but I am
As a deputy director, it is difficult to talk to those big shots. How can we solve this dead game?"
Xue Laosan gritted his teeth and resented himself again. He thought to himself, if he hadn't always tried his best and was so successful, why would he be in trouble today? He who can do it should work harder, but it's too hard for me.
, it seems that I will try my best to hide my clumsiness from now on.
While he was cursing, there was a movement outside the door. He rushed out, but no one came. Instead, there was a document bag inside the door. Xue Xiang guessed that it was Qi Rusheng's handiwork. This guy was still as nimble as ever.
Turning back to the room, he turned the desk lamp to the maximum, and the pale yellow light illuminated every detail of the area. The document was very thick, with more than thirty pages, divided into three parts. One part was about Chen Yingnian's family situation.
, one is Chen Yingnian’s detailed resume, and the other is Chen Yingnian’s position as deputy secretary in East Zhejiang in the past three years.
The materials are so detailed and detailed that they can almost fill a biography. To be able to obtain such detailed information in such a short period of time is obvious that Qi Rusheng's capable intelligence unit was not built in vain.
As an official, the most eye-catching thing is naturally his resume. Xue Xiang picked up the resume first and read it carefully.
He has an amazing memory and can read official documents at a glance and very smoothly. But this time, he was careful and read a resume of more than ten pages for more than ten minutes.
After reading his resume, Xue Xiang did not rush to start with the other two materials. Instead, he closed his eyes and thought deeply, sometimes rubbing the bird's nest, and fell into a long examination.
Chen Yingnian, born in 1937, is a native of Jinling. During the Anti-Japanese War, when Jinling was first destroyed, although his mother moved south to the remote part of eastern Zhejiang, he graduated from high school at the age of 18 and transferred to a local primary school to work as a private teacher.
In 2007, during my tenure as a teacher, apart from joining the Party, there was nothing else worthy of mention. (To be continued...)