Ding Shiqun's words are very obvious. I hope Jiang Geyang will use his strength!
To elaborate, at the moment, Jiang Geyang and Ding Shiqun are in very similar situations.
Jiang Geyang didn't want to see someone rise to power, Ding Shiqun wanted to go to a good place, and if they wanted to achieve their goals, Ji Lao's nod was indispensable.
Both of them are close to Mr. Ji. Although Ding Shiqun is somewhat close to him as a close servant, Jiang Geyang is Mr. Ji's assistant. When it comes to their influence in front of Mr. Ji, it is really difficult to distinguish between the two.
However, no matter how close these two people are to Mr. Ji, it is difficult for them to speak personally about matters involving their own interests. After all, they are both people of status, and they must take care of their own skin no matter what they do.
Therefore, as soon as Ding Shiqun said, "Mr. Jiang, where is the right place for me to go?" Jiang and his son knew it was done.
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There are too many people who can't sleep tonight, and Mr. Wu is one of them. Speaking of which, it's almost twelve o'clock now. In the past, at this hour, Mr. Wu, who believed in health preservation, went to bed in the morning, but now
, his eyes were bright and shining, he was sitting on the sofa, his buttocks were twisting and turning as if they had sores.
"Sir, if you're sleepy, go to bed first. Don't wait any longer. You can't get in on what we're going to talk about later, so don't hold on."
The speaker was General Zihan. At this moment, there were many people in the brightly lit lobby. In addition to General Zihan and Mr. Wu, there was also Mr. Wu’s second uncle, Wu Tiege, who served as the governor of Eastern Zhejiang Province and was in charge of metallurgy.
Wu Geyang, the third uncle of the Executive Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Petroleum, the son-in-law of General Zihan, the father of Mr. Chen who lost two fingers by Xue Laosan, and Chen Zaidao, the deputy secretary of the Party Leadership Group of the Ministry of Petroleum.
"Why am I trapped? I still have to wait for grandpa. I will ask him some business questions later and see if it is difficult to live with him!"
How could Young Master Wu leave at this moment? If he hadn't heard Wu Tiege's words, "Comrade Anyuan probably has the greatest chance," he would have disappeared long ago, but the matter was related to the guy he hated so much, that is, San
If I don't sleep for three nights, I'm afraid I can hold on, so this sleepiness is nothing.
As he spoke, Mr. Wu glanced at General Zi Han. He happened to meet General Zi Han's gaze that seemed to speak a thousand words.
Mr. Wu knew what he, the second master, was worried about. It was not because his partners had not captured the boy, but he was afraid that he would slip up in front of the old man and take him out. In addition, the second master was in Wuxiang.
Guest house, I had trouble with that guy again
He was so disgraced that he didn't even dare to come to the door. Even if he did come, it would be when he was not at home. I really don't know when his bravery and heroic spirit was reduced to this, and I don't think about the kind of mouth I have.
As loose as the waistband of cotton pants?
As soon as he thought about this, Mr. Wu smiled at General Zihan and stood up to make him a cup of tea. "Second Grandpa, you are an expert in tea ceremony. These are the tea leaves that I have carefully collected. I can only get them in two taels."
.It took a lot of effort for me, so please give it a try."
General Zihan picked up the tea cup. He took a sip, put the tip of his tongue to his palate, and smacked it for a while. His eyes lit up. Then he completely removed the tea lid and stared at the tea soup for a long time. Suddenly he raised his head and said in surprise: "Could it be that?"
On two tea trees?”
Mr. Wu gave a thumbs up, "Second Grandpa is indeed amazing!"
That's right, what General Zihan just tasted was the tea produced by the Dahongpao mother trees on Wuyi Mountain in southern Fujian. Speaking of these tea trees, they have long been famous all over the world. In the 20th year of the Republic of China, they were stationed by the government.
Guard, defend
After the liberation, relevant units were set up to take care of it. A few tea trees could not produce more than a few taels of tea leaves a year. Those that could be obtained were collected as rare treasures. In later generations, these tea trees were even taken over by the Forbidden City.
So much so that she no longer gives birth!
From this we can see how wonderful this tea is!
General Zi Han tasted this famous tea and felt very happy. Seeing that Mr. Wu was also very happy, he actually laughed and joked with him.
The two were chatting and laughing when suddenly, there was movement outside the door.
Before anyone could get up, an old man with a medium build and a kind face walked through the door.
"grandfather!"
Mr. Wu shouted happily, rushed forward and supported the old man.
The visitor was Mr. Wu, who had just attended an emergency meeting at the Secretariat.
"Why don't you go to bed? It's already this hour. I remember that you are the one who can't bear to sleep."
The old man patted Mr. Wu's hand kindly and said warmly.
To put it in detail, today's Mr. Wu has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the past. I don't know if he was stimulated by the title of the third son of the capital. In comparison, several others have joined the political arena and are all successful.
The posture of one of the characters is inspired by this
Mr. Wu also changed his usual wanderings and began to study serious things. He didn't like to be involved in politics, but he was quite interested in economics. Therefore, he recently started to study international trade and took a temporary position at the Academy of Social Sciences.
The research institute is very busy.
Mr. Wu's eldest son died young, so he naturally loved his eldest grandson even more. The Wu family was prosperous in talent, but Mr. Wu did not want to enter politics. Although the old man regretted it, he let him go. In the past, Mr. Wu was idle, and the old man was afraid that he would not join the government.
To achieve success, he would occasionally scold him, but now, Mr. Wu is studying hard and trying to be a civilized person. He finally has a serious appearance, which Mr. Wu, who is not very demanding in the first place, is naturally very pleased.
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"Grandpa, how can I sleep if you don't come back? You must be very tired from the meeting today. I'll give you a squeeze in a while. I'll learn a few tricks from Lao Zhao to loosen my muscles and bones. I'll keep it for future use!"
While he was talking, Mr. Wu sat on the armrest of the old man's main sofa.
The old man smiled, but stopped talking, unbuttoned his collar, and relaxed his neck, "It's so late and I haven't slept yet. It seems that I have something to say. If anyone has anything to say, just say it quickly. I'm listening!"
The old man seemed to be in a bad mood, and his gentleness toward his eldest grandson did not extend to everyone else.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally it was the elder General Zihan who spoke: "Brother, aren't you pretending to be confused because you understand? It's the Chinese New Year, and it's late at night, who has nothing to do, since you have spoken
Okay, I will speak on behalf of everyone. One, I mainly want to ask about Mr. Jian’s condition, and the other, I want to ask you, what is the attitude of the leaders at the meeting?"
Mr. Wu's white eyebrows trembled slightly, and he glanced at General Zihan, "First, Mr. Jian's condition has been stabilized. Second, if you are willing, go and visit in person. After all, Mr. Jian has also been your old chief, so he should
I would like to express my sincere respect. Secondly, if there are any resolutions at the meeting, just wait for notifications and documents from the Central Committee. If you come here to ask me what I am doing, are you officials from the Secretariat and want me to issue instructions?"
As the old saying goes, how many people have fought in ancient times, not to mention, after decades of fighting, how many old comrades and brothers are left?
Not to be pretentious, but looking at old comrades withering away one by one, only to realize that time kills people and years kills people, how many people don't feel like they are living in peace?
Where does the space in my heart come from to harbor secrets and plots!
Xue Anyuan is like this, An Lao is like this, and Wu Lao is like this!
How can ordinary people understand the feelings and mentality of the older generation?
General Zihan didn't expect that he would encounter such a tough problem, and muttered: "Brother, you don't need to ridicule me. I just want to visit, and I don't want to think about whether I can squeeze in with today's formation. Besides, the child
We are all waiting for you, why don’t we plan for a rainy day and make a plan together? It’s so unreasonable to see how you are attacking.”
Most of the time, General Zihan is not very afraid of this brother. Maybe the age difference is too big, but the same seniority gives him the capital to talk with his peers and the leeway to rely on small things, as long as the old man is not around
When angry, General Zihan always spoke with ease.
"What's the plan? What's the total?"
Mr. Wu paused with his tea cup and glanced at everyone coldly. At this moment, he didn't know what everyone in front of him was thinking.
"Dad, don't get angry, Uncle Jian, we will go visit, but we can't ignore serious business. If we ignore it and others do, aren't we the ones who will suffer?"
Wu Tiege, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. Governor Wu was solemn and graceful. It would have been difficult to hear these words from him if the door had not been closed.
Wu Tiege's weight is naturally not comparable to that of General Zihan. Although the latter's status in the party is slightly higher than the former, Wu Tiege is the second generation head of the Wu family, and Mr. Wu also attaches great importance to the political opinions of his second son.
Therefore, Wu Tiege finished his words, and Mr. Wu finally lowered his voice, "Tiege, go on!"
Wu Tiege nodded, "Dad, I actually don't have any opinions. After all, you still have the final say in the direction. I just want to remind you that we can't decide who will make the further move, and there is no need to focus on it. The key is the position of the setter."
, it needs to be tightened!”
After Wu Tiege finished speaking, General Zihan almost burst into laughter. It can be said that these words spoke to his heart. Therefore, before Wu Tiege finished speaking, he continued: "Brother, what the second brother said
But when it comes to the point, the big head is worried about it, so the little head has to be careful!"
Mr. Wu tapped the tea cup lightly, "Tell me, what is a small head and how to control it?"
After saying that, Mr. Wu sighed in his heart. He knew his second brother so well that he almost didn't have to think twice to know that what he was going to say next must be related to his own interests, and the overall situation was related to him.
…
Sure enough, General Zihan said anxiously, "I can't say for sure about the small head. Let me talk about the big head first. I think Comrade Anyuan should go further in terms of merit and virtue. Let's not talk about the battle of conquering the south. Comrade Anyuan
The greatest achievement is just a pioneering work in military innovation.
Adapted in Sanwan, as a soldier, I have the best say on this point. The technological upgrade led by Comrade Anyuan has almost doubled the combat effectiveness of the army. With such meritorious service, is it possible that it cannot be improved to a higher level, nor can the organization?
That’s too little treatment for the heroes!”
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