Cong Bingbing was able to become the deputy secretary of the party and masses in Chengdu, but she was actually a decisive and decisive woman.
It can be inferred from the solemn expressions on Chen Qingyun and Yu Chunhui that they take the reduction of leadership positions seriously. Cong Bingbing secretly thought it was a pity, but did not show any displeasure on his face.
"Secretary, Mayor, this is a great initiative in cadre management. How can such a thing be omitted from me, Lord Bingbing? Tell me, what do you need me to do?"
Chen Qingyun clearly understood Cong Bingbing's inner reaction. Since Cong Bingbing was so sensible, Chen Qingyun would not let her suffer.
Only those who understand Dali can do great things, and Cong Bingbing can make the right choice in an instant, which makes Chen Qingyun fond of him.
"Qingyun, reducing the number of leadership positions will affect the future of cadres. It is highly policy-oriented and involves a wide range of areas. We have to make a decision later." Now that he had made up his mind, Yu Chunhui thought about it for a while and said solemnly.
Cong Bingbing nodded: "Mayor Chunhui is right, but there is no need to worry. At least the three of us have the same opinion. Next, we should hold a five-person group meeting to unify our thoughts at the core level."
The five-person group consists of the secretary, the mayor, the deputy secretary, the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, and the organization director. It involves the appointment and dismissal of cadres. The meeting of the five-person group has become a preparatory procedure for the standing committees of party committees at all levels.
Yu Chunhui smiled and said: "Sister Bingbing is very experienced, so this is a good idea. In my opinion, the five-person group meeting should be held sooner rather than later."
In China, it is very difficult to keep anything that is known to three or more people secret. Since Chen Qingyun has a motion to reduce the number of leadership positions, there will be a lot of variables when the meeting is held until the city is in turmoil.
"Both the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Minister of Organization are in Chengdu, and a five-person group meeting may be held tomorrow." Cong Bingbing said calmly: "Secretary Qingyun, what should we do next after the five-person group meeting?"
"We are going to have a retreat meeting at Yinli Villa in Quanhu this weekend. I will leave the preparations for the meeting to the Organization Department." Chen Qingyun said with a smile: "Several leaders from the counterpart support city in Rongcheng have come to work together, Sister Bingbing.
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Called eldest sister again, Cong Bingbing understood that Chen Qingyun had prepared sweet dates for herself: "Boss, how should I express my position?"
"Rongcheng's finances are a bit tight. Let's take them to the Ziwei Foundation in the Software Park." Chen Qingyun casually wrote down Ye Qiu's phone number: "The contact between the municipal party committee and the Ziwei Foundation will be hard work for Secretary Cong from now on."
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Cong Bingbing was a little angry and asked her to go to a civil society organization to plead for mercy. Is there anything Chen Qingyun was dissatisfied with about his statement just now?
Yu Chunhui saw Cong Bingbing's doubts: "Sister Bingbing, feel free to go. Even if the guests come to make a big deal, there is no need to argue with them. Just let Ziwei Foundation pay for it."
Cong Bingbing left with suspicion, and Chen Qingyun followed her out. Even though he is a cultivator, he cannot avoid dealing with three urgent matters.
Before Yu Chunhui left, he also wanted to persuade Chen Qingyun not to publicize what he had just said. While he was tasting Bird Black Tea, a child who looked like a porcelain doll slipped into the office.
When Yu Chunhui saw the children happily wandering around the office, his curiosity aroused: "Kid, who are you looking for?"
The child raised his head and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"Are you sure I am not the owner of this place?"
"Of course not, I'm not here to find you." The childish little face is full of adult accents, which is really cute.
"Do you know who the owner of this place is?" Yu Chunhui was surprised. The little guy was only six or seven years old, but he actually understood the layout of the municipal party committee's office: "Where are your adults? Who brought you here?"
Yu Chunhui, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and went to hug the little boy, but unexpectedly the little boy slipped past him.
"Who wants someone to guide me? I finally found this place with great difficulty. Do you think I'm stupid?" the little boy said angrily: "You want to coax me to leave, but there's no way."
Yu Chunhui was anxious. An inexplicable little boy came to the dignified Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee Building. What was this? "Xiao Qiu, go out and see who brought the child."
Seeing Yu Chunhui's anxious look, the little boy clapped his hands and laughed happily: "Uncle Yu, you really don't recognize me anymore, you even gave me a red envelope."
Yu Chunhui then looked at the little boy carefully: "Are you Xiao Zi?"
The little boy was Chen Zi. The first time Yu Chunhui saw Chen Zi was a year ago. Chen Zi grew up very fast. If Chen Zi hadn't said it himself, Yu Chunhui would not have dared to recognize him.
Precisely because Yu Chunhui's impression of Chen Zi was still in his childhood, when Chen Zi entered Chen Qingyun's office, Yu Chunhui did not think about Chen Zi.
"Who brought you here? Where is your mother?" Yu Chunhui immediately picked up Chen Zi, and Chen Zi stopped hiding.
Chen Zi leaned into Yu Chunhui's ear: "I did it myself."
"You came by yourself, how is that possible? Did you come by taxi?" Thinking of the child abduction and trafficking case that happened not long ago, Yu Chunhui broke into a cold sweat.
Chen Zi said proudly: "Walk."
"Xiao Zi, why are you here?" Yu Chunhui was about to continue asking when Chen Qingyun came in.
Chen Zi smiled and said: "Dad, come over if I miss you."
Chen Qingyun couldn't laugh or cry: "You want to scare me to death, go to your mother's place quickly."
Without waiting for Chen Zi to answer, Chen Qingyun dialed Cong Bingbing's phone number. Cong Bingbing was about to take the guests to the software park to find Ye Ke, but came back immediately after receiving the call.
"The little guy is so cute, Secretary Qingyun, is this Mr. Ling?" Cong Bingbing exclaimed as she entered the door.
"Xiao Zi, please call Aunt Cong." Chen Qingyun felt helpless when he saw Chen Zi Lai in Yu Chunhui's arms refusing to come down.
Chen Zi slipped from Yu Chunhui's arms and threw herself on Cong Bingbing: "Hello, Aunt Cong, take me to find my mother."
Cong Bingbing looked at Chen Qingyun and said nothing, and thought to herself: "What's going on? That's not how the problem arises."
Chen Qingyun knew the doubts in Cong Bingbing's heart: "Xiao Zi's mother is in the software park. You will understand when you find Ye Qiu."
Chen Zi was very clingy. When she saw Cong Bingbing for the first time, she didn’t recognize him at all. Cong Bingbing was so happy that she smiled like a chrysanthemum. She hugged Chen Zi and refused to let go until the Audi stopped at the incubation building of Ziwei Software Park.
In front of the stage.
What happened next made Cong Bingbing turn pale with fright: the moment she took Chen Zi out of the car, Chen Zi slipped from her arms, her little figure shook a few times, and disappeared in the incubation building in an instant.
Just as Cong Bingbing was about to catch up, a young woman wearing a black suit and waiting in front of the building's entrance came to greet her.
"Excuse me, is this Secretary Cong?"
Cong Bingbing ignored the pleasantries and said anxiously: "Please, please send someone to find the little boy just now."
The young woman had a professional smile on her face: "You said Xiao Zi, it doesn't matter, he won't lose it."
"That's good, who are you?" Cong Bingbing was still a little worried.
The young woman replied humbly: "Ye Qiu, Vice Chairman of the Ziwei Foundation. Secretary Chen has already called me about Secretary Cong's arrival."
Cong Bingbing quietly let out a long breath, it seemed that this time he would not return without success.