But now it was too late no matter how much Xue Xiang screamed, but when he saw Wang Wuliang pulled out a blue-shell magazine from the small black bag in front of him, held the front of the magazine and circled it around the rostrum, and then
He shook his head towards the audience, pointed at the microphone and said: "Comrades, this is the magazine.
"Clover", speaking of this "Clover", I'm afraid everyone is familiar with it. Yes, it is a promotional publication of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy] This book has been really great recently. It has caused a stir not only in our Beijing University, but also in the entire capital.
The turmoil caused by the tossing is not small.”
With a bang, Wang Wuliang smashed the magazine on the rostrum: "Looking at the expressions of the comrades below, I know that most of them have read this magazine like me. Comrades, when I got this magazine
When I opened it, I couldn't believe my eyes. These assets that had been criticized for nothing were actually appearing openly in the most important place of our republic.
It was published in the propaganda magazine of the Youth League Committee of the higher education institution and was sold on the streets. I also heard that some ruffians from society rushed into the sacred campus and started speculating on this book. Look, everyone, take a look.
Look, this is a fly chasing away odors. If it doesn’t smell bad, it can chase it away. In the past, Chairman M said that the eyes of the masses are sharp. Now, what I want to say is that the nose of a fly is sensitive.”
Wang Wuliang spoke on the stage so much that he was spitting. He didn't waste his eyes and stared straight at Xue Xiang.
In fact, there was no need for Wang Wuliang to signal like this. There was almost no one present who didn’t know "Clover", and there was no one who didn’t know Xue Xiang because "Clover" was really too busy in those days. If the students hadn't just finished school, all the departments
The Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee has long started to print its own collection of poems and essays. After all, anyone can take a ride on it, and no one can struggle with money.
In fact, some propaganda units have already started printing secretly, and have printed a lot. They are just waiting for the start of school after the new year to launch a surprise battle. Who knows that Wang Wuliang suddenly went crazy with "Clover" at this moment, and now various propaganda
The heads of the unit are more worried than Xue Xiang.
However, Xue Xiang's heart was really filled with excitement. However, when Wang Wuliang took out "Clover", his heart was racing for a while. When he heard Wang Wuliang's words, he completely calmed down because he was obviously going to stir up trouble.
With Xue's temperament, he has never caused trouble, nor is he afraid of trouble, because fear is useless.
Since Wang Wuliang stirred up trouble, Xue Xiang had to fight it. Therefore, his thoughts were racing down below, thinking about how to deal with it. He looked at Wang Wuliang and everyone in the eyes as if they had not seen him, and he was completely calm.
Suddenly, Wang Wuliang slapped the table: "Comrade Zhou Zhenglong"
Speaking of Zhou Zhenglong, secretary of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy, he was usually very cautious in front of Secretary Wang, but he still had to be the first person in the queue. When Wang Wuliang started to lose his temper, he knew something was wrong and was afraid that he would be found. What was he afraid of?
What happened was that I heard a scolding sound, and it was like a conditioned reflex, so I stood up.
Wang Wuliang pointed at Zhou Zhenglong and said sternly: "The Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy ignores the overall situation and spreads nonsense, which has caused extremely bad political impact and almost irreparable social impact. How did you become the head of the family? You are responsible for this."
Can you afford it?"
The microphone was already turned up loud, and coupled with Wang Wuliang's harsh rebuke, the microphone was buzzing. At this moment, Zhou Zhenglong was sweating profusely, squeaking, and couldn't say a word.
, he has always been a masterless person
I saw him, otherwise he wouldn't have been over fifty before he reached the deputy director level, and he was the deputy director of Leng Yamen. Moreover, Zhou Zhenglong encountered the most severe Wang Wuliang, and he was already confused at this moment.
Where can I say a coherent sentence?
When Wang Wuliang saw Zhou Zhenglong bowing his head to be beheaded, a faint smile appeared in the corners of his eyes behind the thin spectacles. Then he named Liu Gao again and criticized him again. His words were much sharper than when he scolded Zhou Zhenglong.
Liu Gao, on the other hand, admitted his mistakes again and again with a sad face. He said that he had failed to fulfill his responsibilities and failed to teach young comrades well. Please organize criticism.
However, Wang Wuliang and Liu Gao, who sang in harmony, sang extremely well. Xue Xiang also listened with great interest. At this moment, he still had no idea what routine Wang Wuliang was playing.
The purpose of criticizing Zhou Zhenglong first, without criticizing himself directly, is to show that he, Mr. Wang, is selfless, and to show that he is not deliberately retaliating against Mr. Xue. After all, although the relationship between Wang Wuliang and Zhang Jinsong is hidden, the huge Youth League Committee is not unmanned.
You know, it just so happens that Zhang Jinsong and I don’t deal with each other. If I were to directly name myself, I’m not sure what others would think.
After Wang Wuliang criticized Zhou Zhenglong for being stupid, he then pointed his sword at Liu Gao. That would be interesting. He was criticizing from above, while Liu Gao from below kept agreeing and reviewing. In a double act, he revealed the nature of Xue Xiang's matter.
After all, Liu Gao is also the main leader of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy, ranking before Xue Xiang. His review was naturally regarded by the participants as the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy.
Just when Liu Gaogang finished his review and Wang Wuliang said the word "Xue", Xue Xiang, who was sitting quietly in the audience, suddenly stood up and said: "Dear Secretary Jia, Secretary Liu, comrades, I want to say a few words."
Xue Xiang's flying sword came out at the right time. Wang Wuliang's momentum was raised to a high level, but he was blocked. He also took the opportunity to regain some of the initiative. In the end, Wang Wuliang did not ask questions, and he could only respond passively.
beaten situation
Wang Wuliang was stopped by Xue Xiang. He felt depressed for no reason and almost choked. "Comrade Xue Xiang, what's the matter with you? You have no organizational discipline at all. I didn't ask you to speak. How could you interrupt randomly?"
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Xue Xiangdao: "Deputy Secretary Wang, I remember that the party constitution stipulates that party members have the right to speak and discuss party affairs and at party meetings. I would like to ask, if I ask to speak, why is it a violation of the organizational charter, and how can it mean that there is no organizational discipline?
Sex? If you feel that I spoke suddenly, I can apologize, but should you also apologize for the inappropriate criticism you just made of me?"
Hua Hua Hua
If Xue Xiang doesn't take action, it will be over. If he takes action, there will be no way out.
The people in the whole place were completely shocked, not because of how precise and sharp Xue Xiang's words were, but because no lower-level cadre had ever dared to contradict the superior leader on such an occasion. Yes, even contradicting the leader simply did not leave a trace.
The leader has to apologize in public for his shamelessness. This is simply a slap in the face, a naked slap in the face.
Yes, Xue Xiang wants to slap Wang Wuliang in the face, because if he doesn't slap Wang Wuliang in the face, it will be Wang Wuliang's turn to slap him in the face. He is a guy who believes in striking first, so how can he let others snatch it?
seize the opportunity
"You, you, you..." Wang Wuliang held the microphone and made a loud voice, but only the word "you" was spoken intermittently, but the rest of the words could no longer be said.
At this moment, Wang Wuliang was almost going crazy with anger. The blood vessels in his temples had begun to throb, which was really scary. His mind was in a mess, and he was so angry that he was suffering from intermittent hypoxia.
To say that Wang Wuliang is really angry is because he, Secretary Wang, was promoted to the first deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee at the deputy department level in his early 40s. Let’s not talk about his professional career, but just the majesty brought out by this honor, the whole Beijing
Great, who wouldn’t give a three-point salute?
, In the past, when he stood in the hall without saying a word, many cadres could not stand upright with just a glance of his eyes. Although his words came out of his mouth, although he did not say anything, few people dared to express their opinions.
Said there are still people who dare to contradict me
But today, Xue Xiang contradicted him and started fighting without waiting for someone Wang to take action. This game that violated the normal rules made someone stunned, angry, and furious. He almost thought he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Wang Wuliang was so angry on the stage that he seemed to be unsteady on his feet. Two staff members behind the rostrum hurriedly stepped up to stabilize him, one on the left and one on the right. Most of the people in the audience did not bother to see how Secretary Wang was doing.
, but looked at Xue Xiang with burning eyes. Many of them had been oppressed by Wang Wuliang and called "idol" in their hearts.
At this time, Jia Quan, deputy secretary of the school party committee, who was sitting in the middle of the rostrum, took the microphone and said: "Comrades, today's meeting was a success. There were praises, criticisms, encouragements, and spurs. I hope comrades...
.”
But he said that Jia Quan was the secretary of the school party committee. Although he was in charge of the Youth League Committee, he never paid much attention to the cold yamen of the Youth League Committee. This meeting was just a routine matter. Who would have thought that such a fork would come out halfway? I thought that doing more is worse than doing less. Naturally, I didn’t want today’s meeting to cause a big mess and become a joke, so I wanted to finish the meeting and end the meeting early.
Unexpectedly, Jia Quan wanted to calm down the trouble, but Wang Wuliang refused. At this moment, Lao Wang was rubbed on the chest, patted on the shoulder, and poured water by two staff members. He had long since recovered.
He was just furious before, but his physical condition was good. Now he just came back to his senses and heard Jia Quan's speech. He immediately knew that it was the closing speech.
Just now, he, Wang, suffered a big loss and was embarrassed. He was not willing to let Xue Xiang pass so easily. He actually ignored Jia Quan's speech, picked up the microphone in his hand, and interrupted.
"Secretary Jia, comrades, I have something else to say. I think it is absolutely impossible not to severely punish Comrade Xue Xiang's behavior just now. If we follow suit in the future, how can the organization's work be carried out? The authority of the superiors will be lost."
No matter how he maintains it, if he does it like this, isn't the organization's articles of association in chaos?"
Wang Wuliang spoke so indignantly that he didn't even notice that Jia Quan's old face in the middle of the rostrum had changed color.
But Xue Xiang saw it and took it into consideration: "Deputy Secretary Wang is right. This kind of random interjection is really hateful and must be dealt with seriously..."
When Xue Xiang said this, everyone in the audience was alert and knew what trick Xue Xiang was showing off again. They covered their mouths for fear of making a sound. Wang Wuliang on the stage was completely unaware and secretly wondered why this kid suddenly slapped himself.
Open your mouth (to be continued)
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