Chapter 3 Favored by the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee
Qiu Hengde was sent to the Municipal People's Hospital overnight. After rescue, his life was saved. At around 7 o'clock in the morning, a special guest came to the senior ward of the Municipal People's Hospital.
The tall Wendi Song took a sip of tea from the teacup, stared at Qiu Hengde's pale face lying on the hospital bed, and asked with a smile: "How does it feel to walk around the gate of hell?"
Qiu Hengde smiled bitterly and sighed: "I originally thought that I had given up on life and death, but now that I think about it carefully, I am very afraid of death! The moment I sank into the water, it was like a movie was playing in my mind, so many things have not been done, and now
Wouldn’t it be a pity to just die?”
"Who among the officials is not obsessed with power? How could he die so easily!" Song Wendi smiled, put down the teacup, and suddenly said seriously: "I have arranged for people to investigate the person who pushed you into the river. Preliminary analysis shows that it should be
Someone deliberately moved their hands and feet..."
"Hmph!" Qiu Hengde's face flashed with anger, and he whispered: "Push him too hard, and finally the fox's tail is exposed!"
"Lao Cao's gang is so vicious! They have seen my plan, so they will do anything they can." Song Wendi patted Qiu Hengde on the shoulder, stood up and walked to the window.
In the month since Municipal Party Committee Secretary Song Wendi took office in Yinzhou, frequent personnel changes have aroused the vigilance of local factions in Yinzhou. If Cao Hongzhang, the Municipal Party Committee Organization Minister and the main core of the local factions, is transferred out of Yinzhou, Qiu Hengde can move up the ladder.
First step, help Song Wendi preside over the work of the organization department.
Cao Hongzhang regarded Qiu Hengde as a potential competitor, so he took the murderous route.
Qiu Hengde nodded and sneered: "Cao Hongzhang has been in the Yinzhou Organization Department for many years and has a complicated network of relationships behind him. If you kill this tiger, it will be of great benefit to you in stabilizing the current situation in Yinzhou."
"If you want to stabilize the current situation in Yinzhou, you must first manage and maintain the people around you." Song Wendi wrote lightly, "By the way, do you have anyone reliable? I am now in need of a trustworthy secretary."
Qiu Hengde pondered for a moment, walked to the bedside, dug out a piece of information on the second floor of the cabinet, handed it to Song Wendi, and said with a smile: "Look at his resume..."
"Oh?" Song Wendi turned over two pages, "Who is the top candidate in this year's municipal civil service examination?"
Qiu Hengde smiled and said: "He is still my savior. Without him, my life would have been lost in Huanhai Lake."
Song Wendi stared at Qiu Hengde and looked him up and down, and asked curiously: "You want to recommend him? He has good qualities and courage, but without enough experience, he is just a blank sheet of paper!"
Qiu Hengde straightened his back and said solemnly: "His advantage is a blank piece of paper. The resumes you get now must all have some background, either as eyeliners or undercover agents... The ones we can trust most now are undoubtedly
Blank paper…”
Song Wendi didn't say much and silently put the materials into the document bag.
When Wendi Song left the ward, Qiu Hengde was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts wandering.
Qiu Hengde is a person with a clear distinction between love and hate. As the saying goes, a life-saving favor should be repaid by a spring of water.
Since you saved my life, I will give you a chance for a bright future. However, everything depends on his luck and strength. Whether he can become the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary will also have to pass the test of Song Wendi, the Municipal Party Committee Secretary.
Wendi Song is not an easy person to deal with.
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The heavy rain continued for more than ten days, and finally, forced by the power of God, the municipal party committee gave up on Xinyuan Township, which cast a layer of gloom in the hearts of everyone in the reinforcement team. By early July, the sky cleared, and the reinforcement team came from Huanhai.
Withdraw to Yinzhou.
Just after returning to the office, Fang Zhicheng received news from Wang Ke that because he saved Deputy Minister Qiu, the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department and the Municipal Party Committee Office were going to give him second-class merit in accordance with the "Civil Servant Reward Regulations". Fang Zhicheng heard
After hearing this news, I sneaked to the toilet, smoked a cigarette, and shook my fist fiercely.
Putting aside life and death, he fought with his own life and became the savior of the deputy minister of the Organization Department. The career path that was originally thought to be silent was undoubtedly about to turn around.
When it was about to get off work, Ding Nengren, deputy secretary-general of the municipal party committee and director of the office, called Fang Zhicheng to the office and said straight to the point: "Xiao Fang, you performed well in flood control this time, so the office decided to give you a chance to participate in the interview for the secretary of the municipal party committee tomorrow.
Yes, the result is not important, the key is to show the style of our office."
Fang Zhicheng nodded calmly and said: "I will work hard, Director Ding." He knew in his heart that this was not an opportunity given to him by the office, and it must be Qiu Hengde who was secretly helping.
Ding Nengren smiled slightly, stood up, patted Fang Zhicheng on the shoulder, and said: "I know this is a rare opportunity for you, but I still want to discuss it with you in depth..."
Fang Zhicheng frowned slightly and asked, "Director Ding, please make it clear!"
Ding Nengren personally poured a glass of water for Fang Zhicheng from a disposable teacup, and said with a smile: "It is important to show your style, but I hope you can pay attention to the scale and propriety, and don't covet the position that does not belong to you!"
Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that Ding Nengren had other deep intentions, and he took a detour. It turned out that he wanted to give up the opportunity to become the secretary of the municipal party committee.
He tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart and asked: "During the interview, Secretary Song was the examiner. Whether I can become his secretary or not is not something I can say. According to Director Ding's intention, could it be that I was asked to do this on purpose?
Making mistakes during the interview?"
"People make mistakes and horses make mistakes!" Ding Nengren was very satisfied with Fang Zhicheng's understanding. "Although you can't be elected as secretary of the municipal committee this time, I will arrange a position for you in the Municipal Investment Promotion Bureau or the Finance Bureau. This
The development platforms of both departments are very good, allowing you to show your talents."
Ding Nengren gave him a good choice. Fang Zhicheng, the secretary of the municipal party committee secretary, might not be able to compete. If he gave up on his own initiative, he could find a way out for him.
"Who is the other candidate?" Fang Zhicheng quietly clenched his fists and took a deep breath and asked.
"It's okay to tell you, Shao Lingfeng from the Second Secretary's Office." Ding Nengren said with a faint smile.
Although he squeezed out Shao Lingfeng's position in the civil service examination, Ding Nengren still used resources to help Shao Lingfeng get a position in the second office. Now Ding Nengren uses Shao Lingfeng to squeeze out his position as the secretary of the municipal party committee. This is revenge.
means.
"What if I don't agree?" Fang Zhicheng sneered.
Seeing that Fang Zhicheng wanted to resist, Ding Nengren put on a straight face and threatened nakedly: "If you don't agree, then I can only wish you good luck. However, I want to remind you that although the secretary of the municipal party committee has a special status, he still stands
If you fall too high, you will fall hard. Don't look at the immediate benefits and offend people you shouldn't offend."
Ding Nengren is a division-level cadre, and he possesses an irresistible power.
Fang Zhicheng flashed a contemptuous smile, stood up, and took the initiative to say goodbye: "I understand what Director Ding means. I have my own judgment on what to do, so please relax."
When Fang Zhicheng turned around and walked out of the door, Ding Nengren's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he seemed to be saying to himself: "This guy has a lot of personality. If he becomes the secretary of the municipal party committee, wouldn't he have to turn over a new leaf?"
God? We must stop him!"
After finishing speaking, he took out a document bag from the drawer, then he dialed Shao Lingfeng's phone and said: "Xiao Shao, come here and get some information. I hope it will be helpful for your interview tomorrow."
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On the second day, the Municipal Party Committee Office internally selected the Municipal Party Committee Secretary and Secretary for the third time.
After Shao Lingfeng came out of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary's office, he felt relaxed. Although he was a little nervous to face the Municipal Party Committee Secretary directly, all the questions were based on the materials Ding Nengren gave him. Although he did not perform exceptionally, he could still score 90%.
Bar.
Seeing Fang Zhicheng walking towards him, he said softly: "Can you take a step to talk?"
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it directly. It's sneaky and disgusting!"
Shao Lingfeng twitched his face and laughed unnaturally: "Brother Fang, if you are willing to withdraw from the selection of municipal party committee secretary and secretary, I can give you some benefits."
"Oh? What's the benefit?" Fang Zhicheng asked with a half-smile.
Shao Lingfeng said softly: "What men love is nothing more than money and beautiful women. If you give up this selection, I will give you 50,000 yuan in cash, and also let the beautiful host of the city TV station sleep with you for one night. How about that?"
Fang Zhicheng laughed twice, pointed at Shao Lingfeng's nose, and cursed: "You trash, do you think I will be so short-sighted? You actually try to use such crooked things to become the secretary of the municipal party committee? Do you think I will be fooled by such a trick?
Confused?"
Fang Zhicheng didn't give Shao Lingfeng a good look, and Shao Lingfeng felt guilty. He realized that he had encountered a guy who was unwilling to accept soft and hard things, stamped his feet angrily, cursed twice "don't know what to do", and went downstairs dejectedly.
Entering the municipal party committee secretary's office, Song Wendi was sitting on the sofa making tea. He raised his head and glanced at Fang Zhicheng, pointed to the opposite side and said: "Sit!"
Fang Zhicheng sat down as instructed and took the initiative to ask, "Secretary Song, please let me make tea?"
"Oh?" Song Wendi was slightly startled and said with a smile: "Okay!" She secretly thought that Fang Zhicheng was indeed not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf. Shao Lingfeng, who was interviewing just now, was sweating profusely when he saw her, but Fang Zhicheng was not afraid of danger, and he had a general.
demeanor.
In fact, Fang Zhicheng's palms were all sweaty. He took a breath and made tea with a calm attitude.
Song Wendi saw Fang Zhicheng washing the tea and making the tea smoothly without any astringency. A strange light flashed in her eyes and she asked lightly: "Do you have any research on tea art?"
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said: "My mother likes to drink tea. Before she died, I often made it for her." Fang Zhicheng knew that if Wendi Song had read her resume, she would definitely know about her family background, and now she is alone.
Song Wendi said softly: "He is a very emotional boy."
"Today, the municipal party committee office originally prepared an interview question for me, but I think the question is dead and the person is alive. Besides, you are the first civil servant in Yinzhou this year, so you must have solid basic knowledge. I want to ask you other questions.
It's not of much use." After drinking two cups of tea, Song Wendi put down the porcelain cup, leaned on the sofa, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you think are the most important qualities of a municipal party committee secretary?"
"Luck!" Fang Zhicheng replied without hesitation.
Song Wendi was amused by this incredible answer. Fortunately, he drank the tea in his stomach, otherwise he would have spit it out on the spot. He laughed for a while and asked: "Your answer is refreshing, why do you say it is luck?"
Seeing that Song Wendi's emotions were aroused, Fang Zhicheng secretly thought that he was getting what he wanted and had a heart-to-heart talk with the leader. He must not be rigid. He needed to be surprised and gain the right to speak.
He calmly talked about it: "Any secretary who can become the secretary of the municipal party committee has been screened at all levels and has excellent basic qualities. If it is broken down, it can be divided into three types of people. The first type of people has sufficient family background.
* Jing relies on family luck; the second type of person has a close relationship with the municipal party committee secretary and is trusted by the secretary, relying on luck; the third type of person is a fresh graduate and is a blank piece of paper, relying on
Luck. No matter what kind of person is recognized by the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, he is very lucky, because this is a position where he can see his future."
Wendi Song nodded and said: "Although it is a bit far-fetched, the analysis does make some sense. However, I am asking about quality, what you said can only be regarded as commonality, right?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled slightly and said, "I wonder if Secretary Song has ever heard of General Fu?"
"Oh?" Wendi Song smiled, hinting to Fang Zhicheng to continue.
Fang Zhicheng said: "The ancients said that a brave general is not as good as a wise general, and a wise general is not as good as a blessed general. Wei Taizu valued Cao Zixiao, and Tang Taizong valued Cheng Yaojin, so they knew the truth."
Wendi Song nodded and said with a smile: "Your point of view is very interesting! Then do you think you are a lucky general?"
"Being able to rescue Vice Minister Qiu in the monstrous flood is a kind of proof in itself!" Fang Zhicheng's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he asked wittily: "Secretary Song, do you want to be Wei Taizu or Tang Taizong?
?”
"Haha..." Song Wendi was silent at first, and then became amused. He pointed at Fang Zhicheng, laughed for a while, waved his hand, and said, "I already know something about you. When I go back, wait for the news."
Fang Zhicheng felt that his back was completely wet when he left the door of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary's office. The conversation with the Municipal Party Committee Secretary was indeed very stressful. If he hadn't practiced it many times in front of the mirror yesterday, I would have found it difficult to be so calm.