In the evening, He Yang bought some fruit at the fruit shop, stuffed a red envelope inside, and then went to the municipal party committee's family building. The senior leaders of the municipal party committee change regularly, so most of them will not live in the family building, but Ding Nengren
It's different. He worked his way up from a clerk in the municipal party committee to his current position as a member of the municipal party committee's standing committee. He has lived in the family building for most of his life.
Ding Nengren's ability to become the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee is also a hotly discussed topic in Yinzhou official circles, because he has no background and his ability to handle affairs is only average, but he still gritted his teeth and climbed to the Yinzhou officialdom.
The top of the pyramid of state officialdom. In fact, few people know that Ding Nengren's way of becoming an official lies in two words, that is "tolerance".
Ding Nengren's fortune began six years ago when he was valued by Liu Qiangdong, the then deputy secretary-general of the Municipal Party Committee, and then helped Liu Qiangdong handle a lot of dirty work. Until last year, when Liu Qiangdong and Song Wendi had a head-on confrontation, Ding Nengren turned back.
By pulling down Liu Qiangdong, he then went one step further. From this point of view, Ding Nengren is really a ruthless person with super endurance. Just imagine, he can hide his rebellious heart for many years and face Liu Qiang every year.
Dong always maintains a humble attitude. This kind of talent is not something ordinary people can achieve.
The key reason why Song Wendi agreed to let Ding Nengren become the steward of the Municipal Party Committee was that he valued Ding Nengren's ability to tolerate what others could not tolerate. Because he could endure it, Ding Nengren was willing to help him deal with many problems. Song Wendi first entered Yinzhou and needed such a banker.
Zhou Tong is by his side, doing some "rough work" for him.
Ding Nengren has been in office for more than half a year, and indeed, as Song Wendi expected, he has done a lot of thankless things, such as the issuance of the "Rectification of the Municipal Party Committee Canteen" document, which strictly requires municipal Party committee office staff to work without special circumstances.
, only allowed to eat in the cafeteria. This document aroused anger and resentment, but most people would not think that it was Song Wendi's request, but focused their resentment on Ding Nengren.
However, what makes Ding Nengren angry is that in Song Wendi's mind, he will never be as good as Fang Zhicheng. The Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee should be the arm of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, but Ding Nengren can see that Song Wendi is always guarding him, mainly because he has passed the exam again.
A history of betrayal.
Ding Nengren couldn't change the past, so he had to base himself on reality and squeeze out Fang Zhicheng, the thorn in his side. Because they had a common enemy, Ding Nengren gave He Yang a little hint. He Yang was very smart, and he immediately knew that Ding Nengren was throwing things at him. I felt like an olive branch, so I hurried to Ding Nengren’s home after get off work.
Although Ding Nengren's wife, Wang Yaqin, is nearly fifty years old, she is in excellent condition and is four or five years younger than expected. He Yang handed over the fruit basket, and Wang Yaqin quickly pushed it over and said with a smile: "Xiao He, come here.
Okay, why are you still bringing something? I can’t accept it, you can take it back later.”
He Yang smiled apologetically and said, "If you don't accept it, Aunt Qin, I won't dare to come in."
At this time, He Yang walked to the door with a smile and greeted: "It's just a little fruit, just accept it. When Xiao He leaves later, you can return some gifts, which will be regarded as reciprocity."
Wang Yaqin nodded, took the flower basket with a smile, and subconsciously scanned the inside, only to see an envelope buried shallowly, and lifted the fruit basket to the storage room with a smile.
Ding Nengren was deeply satisfied with He Yang's decisive stance. He nodded and said with a smile: "Has Xiao He eaten?"
He Yang rushed here as soon as he got off work. He had eaten nowhere, but he smiled and nodded: "I've already eaten."
Ding Nengren looked surprised and said with a smile: "Tell lies."
He Yang scratched his head and sighed: "I haven't eaten yet, but I'm just sitting for a while. I'll be leaving in a while. There are still guests at home."
Ding Nengren waved his hand, patted He Yang's shoulder twice with his fleshy palm, and said with a smile: "Telling lies again! Let's have dinner at my house later. Don't be restrained, and don't refuse.
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"That's so embarrassing!" He Yang looked humble, but he was actually happy. After all, he could have a private meal with Ding Nengren, which meant that his relationship with Ding Nengren was getting closer. He lacked a strong support in the municipal party committee office. If he could get it
With Ding Nengren's support, if the two of them join forces, then there will be no need to fear the little Fang Zhicheng.
Not long after, Wang Yaqin called the two of them to eat in the restaurant. The food at Ding Nengren's house was lighter than expected. Although it was not to He Yang's taste, He Yang still praised Wang Yaqin a few words against his will, which made Wang Yaqin feel happy.
, went back to the kitchen and cooked two more dishes.
More than an hour later, after having had enough wine and food, Ding Nengren called He Yang into the study. Ding Nengren's study only had a few hardcover books for show, and a lot of exquisite antiques scattered here and there. He Yang couldn't help but look at them.
After a few glances, I secretly thought that Ding Nengren really likes to collect antiques, calligraphy and paintings, just like the rumors. Some people say that if you want to knock on the door of Ding Nengren's home, giving money may not work, but giving antiques, he will definitely accept it.
He Yang couldn't help but secretly regret, if he had known that he would go to the antique shop and collect a few treasures, which might have satisfied Ding Nengren's wishes better.
Ding Nengren pointed to the sofa and suggested that He Yang sit over. He quickly opened the tea-making utensils skillfully and started making tea. Three to five minutes later, the water was boiled. He washed the tea, brewed and poured the tea skillfully, all in one go.
It's impressive.
Ding Nengren took a cup of tea, handed it to He Yang, and said with a smile: "Xiao He, do you know when I started making this Kung Fu tea?"
He Yang took a sip and felt the tea was fragrant and sweet, and sighed: "Secretary-general Ding's tea ceremony skills have been practiced for more than ten years, right?"
Ding Nengren waved his hand and extended a slap.
He Yang looked puzzled and sighed: "Could it be five years?"
Ding Nengren shook his head and said with a smile: "Only five months."
He Yang looked in disbelief and didn't know what to say.
Ding Nengren picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "The reason why I learned to make tea five months ago is because Secretary Song likes to drink tea. Haven't you noticed? Every morning, Xiao Fang will make tea for Secretary Song."
A pot of tea, even after he went to the party school to study, Tong Siqing never stopped."
He Yang remembered this detail and realized something: "It turns out that Secretary-General Ding wants to cultivate the same hobby as Secretary Song..."
Ding Nengren shook his head, secretly thinking that He Yang's understanding could only be said to be average, and he could only explain it more clearly. He said softly: "There is such a popular saying that opportunities will only be reserved for those who are prepared. I actually can't talk about it.
Shang loves to drink tea, and making tea is even more troublesome. I am just waiting for the day when I can make a pot of good tea for Secretary Song while chatting with him."
He Yang suddenly understood what Ding Nengren meant. He had been studying tea art for five months, just to win Song Wendi's favor at the moment of making tea. This kind of perseverance made He Yang feel cold to the spine for some reason. Ding Nengren looked smiling on the outside.
He has a kind face and kind eyes, but at first glance he doesn't seem to have much weight, but in fact he is extremely sinister inside. How can he look like the idiot that other people call him?
He Yang realized that Ding Nengren's success in reaching this point was not due to chance. He relied on his flexible, flexible, and calculating character. When dealing with such a person, he would most likely be sold.
I don’t know. He Yang suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether he was taking the right or wrong step!
He Yang knew too little about Ding Nengren. When Liu Qiangdong was very prosperous, he became a stepping stone for Ding Nengren. How could he, a small secretary who was seconded to the municipal party committee secretary's office, take advantage of Ding Nengren?
Seeing that He Yang was silent, Ding Nengren smiled faintly, took out a large oil-covered envelope from the drawer, reached out and pressed it on the cover, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao He, we hit it off as soon as we met, so I will open it with you.
If Tianluo makes it clear, do you have any intention of becoming the first secretary of the Municipal Party Committee?"
He Yang raised his face, with perseverance in his eyes, and nodded: "Secretary-General Ding, after so many years of struggle in the officialdom, who doesn't have a desire for power?"
Ding Nengren opened his mouth, laughed strangely twice, pushed out the large oil-skinned envelope, and said in a deep voice: "I like your character, you are ruthless enough to survive in the officialdom. The career path is so dangerous.
How can kind people be allowed to hang out? To do great things, you must first be vicious. People can be patient most of the time. When the opportunity comes, if you don’t have the courage to burn everything, you will have to succumb to others for the rest of your life."
He Yang guessed what was in the envelope, and continued with a slightly trembling wrist. His thoughts were extremely complicated. He stepped on Ding Nengren's big ship, and he was undoubtedly seeking skin from a tiger. However, since he had already made a decision, there was no need to look forward and backward.
He Yang gritted his teeth and said decisively: "Secretary-General Ding, I learned a lot during today's visit, which is really useful. I will make good use of the contents of this envelope and will not disappoint you."
Stepping out of the building where Ding Nengren's home is located, drizzle started to fall outside, hitting He Yang's face, which made him feel slightly numb. He Yang squeezed the envelope tightly, knowing that it was a double-edged sword.
If he couldn't kill Fang Zhicheng, then it would be a dead end for him.
Ding Nengren stood at the window, staring at He Yang who was walking slowly downstairs. His wife Wang Yaqin came over and exclaimed: "Ah, it's raining outside, do you want to give Xiao He an umbrella?"
Ding Nengren waved his hand and frowned: "What kind of umbrella do you want to give me? You are quite enthusiastic."
Wang Yaqin rolled her eyes at Ding Nengren and said in a low voice: "The fruit basket is stuffed with people's wishes, so you send them away with a few cans of tea that is about to go moldy. This is not the way to treat guests, right?"
Ding Nengren smiled, but his tone was extremely cold, and said: "What I gave him is not just tea leaves. If he makes good use of it, he will be very successful in the future."
Ding Nengren collected the materials for that big oil-skinned envelope for a long time, racked his brains, and used many resources and connections. How could the value be calculated using common objects? If He Yang could make good use of it, then Fang Zhicheng would become his stepping stone.