An Zhe took the newspaper and looked at it, then nodded for a long time: "The close-up is good, vivid and detailed, and restores the scene at that time; the editorial is very good, with height, depth and ideas. Especially for this topic, there are no restricted areas, and it hits the point."
Seeing that Anzhe was very satisfied, Qiao Liang smiled happily.
"The well will not produce oil without pressure. It seems that Lu Ping still has some ideas and knows how to make up for it, and the effect of making up for it is pretty good, even better than the effect of the original manuscript." An Zhe said with satisfaction.
Qiao Liang smiled again.
An Zhe immediately frowned: "It seems a bit strange. According to your analysis yesterday, Lu Ping should have concerns about doing this. Why did he suddenly change so quickly?"
"Secretary An, you are right. If I had not called Secretary Lu yesterday, he might not have changed so quickly." Qiao Liang said.
"Oh, you called Lu Ping, what did you say?"
So Qiao Liang told An Zhe the truth about yesterday's phone call to Lu Ping.
After listening to this, An Zhe pondered: "Xiao Qiao, although the effect of what you did is good, have you ever thought that you are giving Lu Ping a back-up? If he faces criticism, he will put the responsibility on you.
Put you under some pressure."
Qiao Liang said calmly: "I thought of this before calling Secretary Lu, but I think that as long as this matter is conducive to Secretary An's work and the overall situation of rectifying cadres' work style, my personal gains and losses will not matter.
important."
"You really think so?"
Qiao Liang nodded solemnly.
An Zhe looked at Qiao Liang with a thoughtful look. For a moment, his eyes filled with admiration.
The admiration in An Zhe's eyes made Qiao Liang feel happy. Although he did not ask An Zhe for instructions on this matter and was good at making decisions, he did it correctly and was in line with An Zhe's wishes.
Well, it seems that it is not necessary to ask An Zhe for everything in the future. As long as you think it is beneficial to An Zhe, you can do it.
Of course, you have to have a good sense of proportion and degree.
Although he felt that this would be tiring, Qiao Liang still decided because he knew that there were some things that An Zhe couldn't express clearly. As his secretary, it was important for him to figure out his thoughts.
An Zhe continued: "Today is New Year's Eve. Everyone is on holiday. You should also take a rest and go home to spend the New Year with your parents."
"But, Secretary An, there is still a group meeting tomorrow." Qiao Liang said.
According to the arrangements of the city, on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the city leaders will collectively go to a village on the outskirts of the city to hold group worship and have fun with the people.
An Zhe waved his hand: "Tomorrow's group worship is very simple. It will be over in the morning. There is nothing else to do. You don't have to come with me. Just go home and celebrate the New Year in peace."
Since An Zhe said so, Qiao Liang obeyed him and couldn't help but feel relaxed at the thought of having a good rest at home for a few days.
An Zhe continued: "By the way, don't forget about An Ran's internship after the year."
Hearing An Zhe mention this matter, Qiao Liang said: "I talked with Fang Xiaoya the other day and wanted An Ran to go to Chint Group for an internship after the year. Fang Xiaoya readily agreed. Do you think it's okay?"
An Zhe nodded: "Professional and professional, of course. Have you told Fang Xiaoya about An Ran's identity?"
"I told you." Qiao Liang said.
"Oh..." An Zhe pondered for a moment, "Only Fang Xiaoya and Li Youwei know about An Ran's identity. Others are not to be told. You tell Fang Xiaoya and Li Youwei this."
Qiao Liang understood An Zhe's thoughts and nodded in agreement.
Just as Qiao Liang was about to leave, he stopped and looked at An Zhe: "Secretary An, the Chinese New Year is tomorrow. I wish you a happy new year. I wish Secretary An all the best in the new year, good mood and good health."
An Zhe smiled: "Okay, let's worship each other. I wish you progress in the new year, good health to your parents, and happiness to your family."
"Thank you, Secretary An."
Then Qiao Liang came out, went to the office to tidy up, and then went downstairs and left the municipal party committee compound.
At this time, Luo Fei was on the phone with Chu Heng.
This morning, Cheng Hui saw the newspaper, and he was suddenly shocked. He thought that the matter was settled with the help of the old leader, but he didn't expect that a news feature with editorial appeared the next day. The effect was even more powerful than the original article.
.
Cheng Hui was hit hard. Damn, he was exposed on the front page of the newspaper. He was so humiliated. Not only was his authority in the county greatly affected, but he was even more disgraced in the city. He would definitely be exposed by other county party secretaries and other officials.
The top leaders of the municipal units were rumored to be a joke.
Cheng Hui was devastated and called Luo Fei to cry. Luo Fei was surprised and became angry again. He comforted Cheng Hui with kind words and then called to question Chu Heng.
Chu Heng had already seen the newspaper and had just finished calling Lu Ping. On the phone, Lu Ping blamed Qiao Liang, saying that he did so after receiving a call from Qiao Liang. As for Qiao Liang calling him, was it right?
Although he was not sure what An Zhe meant, he would rather think that it was.
Just after finishing the phone call with Lu Ping, Luo Fei called in and asked Chu Heng angrily what was going on?
Chu Heng didn't have time to sort out and analyze it at this time, so he directly told Luo Fei what An Zhe went to the newspaper office yesterday and what Lu Ping had just said.
After listening to what Chu Heng said, Luo Fei calmed down. Based on his many years of officialdom experience, he intuitively felt that this matter made sense.
But even if he felt justified, Luo Fei would analyze it with Qin Chuan, but he was unwilling to tell Chu Heng. Although they were allies, after all, Chu Heng was Tang Shusen's man, so he should still reserve his words of confidence.
Luo Fei was silent for a moment.
Listening to Luo Fei's silence, Chu Heng said something in his words: "Mayor Luo, from the outside, it seems that Secretary An wants to rectify the work style of cadres by catching a negative example at the division level, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that there are more
Other meanings.”
"What does Minister Chu think it means?" Luo Fei said calmly.
"I can't think of this at the moment." Chu Heng said with a smile.
Luo Fei noticed that Chu Heng was playing tricks and smiled: "Actually, I think this matter is not complicated. According to what you just said, after Lao An went to the newspaper office to vent his anger, the matter should have been over. Why did Qiao Liang do it again?
Too busy, call Lu Ping?"
"Mayor Luo, I'm actually thinking about this too. It seems that Qiao Liang must have followed Secretary An's instructions when he did this, right?" Chu Heng said cautiously.
Luo Fei said: "I am Lao An in this matter. Faced with this kind of manuscript about my own activities, no matter what I think in my heart, I will not directly let the secretary do this."
"Mayor Luo means..."
"I suspect that Qiao Liang wanted to please Lao An. He thought he had figured out Lao An's thoughts, so he called Lu Ping and gave him a vague hint. Of course, Lao An should be satisfied with this today.
Luo Fei said simply.
Chu Heng frowned: "I don't think Qiao Liang is so courageous, right?"
"Minister Chu, I heard that you and Qiao Liang have always had a good relationship. I think you will know whether Qiao Liang is brave enough."
"This..." Chu Heng pondered.
"This Qiao Liang, I think he is acting very arrogantly. He thinks he is Lao An's secretary, so he is confident." Luo Fei said again.
After hearing Luo Fei's words, Chu Heng realized that he believed that Qiao Liang had done this on his own initiative.
After calling Luo Fei, Chu Heng called Qiao Liang, who was on his way back to his dormitory at this time.
