"President Zhang, when Long Qingwei, your big reporter from Ziwei Daily, arrived in Chengdu, he didn't introduce us to us. He even said that we are good friends. It's not like you don't know that I admire him very much." Zeng Zheng put down the phone and held it in his hand.
The latest "Ziwei Daily", staring at one of the articles: "Behind the 'Chinese Charges'", he said to himself: "Good guy, dig out the most profound problems from the most common things,
He truly deserves to be a great reporter from Ziwei Daily.”
This newspaper has been placed in the hands of the major tycoons in S Province, with different expressions on their faces. After reading it, Wu Gang, the director of the Public Security Department, immediately called the captain of the traffic police corps: "Come to my office right away."
The captain of the traffic police corps also read this article. He had mixed feelings in his mind: This Long Qingwei really has nothing to do after eating. What does it have to do with you if someone hangs up a sign? What kind of privileges does it have to be associated with? Is it that serious?
?
When he received a call from Wu Gang, he knew that the matter was not as simple as he thought, so he quickly made some arrangements and rushed to Wu Gang's office.
At the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee meeting the next day, Wu Gang and Zhang Liang attended the meeting. Yang Mingchao expressed appreciation for Wu Gang's response: "Director Wu, even though it was hindsight, you were able to come up with these data today.
, it shows that you are still competent. It’s just that you haven’t proposed solutions and measures. Are you waiting for the Standing Committee to give you an idea?”
Wu Gang wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Secretary Yang, this is my fault. I will report the plan tomorrow." In fact, it was too late. Wu Gang did not dare to tell the truth.
"Let's discuss it first." Yang Mingchao asked Zhang Liang again: "President Zhang, we welcome Ziwei Daily's supervision of us, but your big reporter Long Qingwei comes to S Province, please let us meet him anytime, okay?
?"
Zhang Liang bowed and said to Yang Mingchao: "Secretary Yang, our branch did not know about Long Qingwei's visit to S Province. We all know the famous reporters from the head office. Only this Long Qingwei, apart from Yangjiang, Hu Jialai and others
There are only a few people, and the rest of them are unknown, but his article has been appreciated by the higher-ups. "Behind the 'Chinese Charges'" is just an article he published publicly. There is also an internal reference here, which is also related to S Province. Just now
It came from Yanjing."
Zhang Liang took out a thin paperback version of the publication from his briefcase and handed it to Yang Mingchao. After reading it, Yang Mingchao's face changed slightly. He handed the internal reference to Wu Gang and said angrily: "Director Wu
, do you know about this?"
Seeing that Yang Mingchao was angry, Wu Liang felt as if there were fifteen rats in his heart, and he was on edge: "Secretary Yang, this case has been jointly investigated and dealt with by the Provincial Industrial and Commercial Bureau. At that time, the Provincial Industrial and Commercial Bureau was the main one. It is indeed true."
.”
"Have you reported to the provincial governor or secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee?" Yang Mingchao's face became even worse, and he was obviously very angry.
Governor Deng Zhao took the internal reference, glanced at it, and said to Wu Gang: "MLM is a behavior that seriously affects economic order and social stability, and must be severely cracked down on. If the Public Security Department intervenes in this matter, it must be reported immediately. Director Wu, this
This is a politically sensitive and emotional issue, and you shouldn’t do it.”
When Yang Mingchao saw that Deng Zhao had also intervened, he stopped pursuing it: "You should organize the reporting materials as soon as possible and report the case in detail to the provincial party committee and the provincial government. As for the vehicles of various government departments, except for police cars, medical ambulances, and emergency rescue
Except for several types of vehicles that have priority to pass according to the law, other vehicles are not allowed to have license plates or have the name of the unit or the nature of the unit written on the door. The traffic police corps must come up with specific opinions, specific measures and timetables.
The person responsible must be identified and implemented after being reported to Governor Deng for approval.”
"President Zhang, please report to the head office and ask reporter Long Qingwei to come to S Province again. He has made such a great contribution to our work, so I can't thank you enough. Secretary Xia, please implement this matter."
." Yang Mingchao gave Zhang Liang rude instructions. A famous actor came to the headquarters. You, the president, are still in the dark. You seem to be a useless president.
Chen Qingyun didn't know that his two articles had caused such a big response in S Province. After returning from Xuzhou, he asked Bai Sisi to give him a face-to-face meeting. He was not very relieved about Bai Sisi, but he was short of people. There was no way, there was no one in Sichuan.
General Liao Hua took the lead. Fortunately, Bai Sisi was both motivated and flexible.
Bai Siliang quickly understood Chen Qingyun's intention. He left Chengdu by train that day and went to Xuzhou, eager to achieve results so that he could be appreciated by Chen Qingyun. Even though he was several years older than Chen Qingyun, he regarded Chen Qingyun as his from the bottom of his heart.
Big brother, I admire Chen Qingyun more than He Bi.
Before Bai Siliang left, Chen Qingyun gave him a note and a brief letter, which was his secret weapon.
"Qingyun, where are you? You don't look like a leader when you leave during working hours." When he received the call from Kong Xiangqing, Chen Qingyun had already finished explaining to Bai Siliang. Accompanied by Li Qiao, he comprehensively inspected the Yizhou Road office building.
renovation condition.
"Xiao Kong, what's the matter? I'm doing something outside, so I may not go back to the office today." Chen Qingyun ignored Kong Xiangqing's joke.
Kong Xiangqing pursed his lips and said, "It's really boring. I won't joke with you anymore. My dad invites you to dinner. You can't refuse. I made a promise."
Chen Qingyun said in surprise: "Don't scare me, I'm very timid."
"If you dare to come, I'm not done with you." Kong Xiangqing was so angry that he immediately hung up the phone.
Li Qiao asked with concern: "What happened? Is it not serious?"
Chen Qingyun smiled bitterly and said: "It's a bit serious. The secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection invites you to dinner and goes to his house. You are not allowed to refuse."
Li Qiao widened her beautiful eyes: "What, the secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection invited you to his house for dinner? Are you not mistaken?"
Who is the Secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection? It is incredible that Chen Qingyun, a young carrot who just started working, has a relationship with the Secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.
"Xiao Chen, you have to write two words for me. The reward is to treat you to a drink today. If the wine can be enough, that's okay." Kong Fanmeng pretended to be convinced of Chen Qingyun. If he agreed, he would forget about it. If he didn't agree, he would definitely deal with you.
"Do you have any requirements?" Chen Qingyun originally wanted to make a joke with him, but considering that the status gap was too great, he and Kong Fanmeng were not yet in this position.
"The time should be within a week. The content can be Mao Gong's poems or Song lyrics. You choose it yourself. I believe in your eyesight. I can tell you that the future owner of these two paintings is Secretary Yang Mingchao of Province S. He
The office needs a piece of calligraphy. He saw your calligraphy in my office that day and he liked it very much. The other piece was given to the leader of the China Commission for Discipline Inspection, also for the office." Kong Fanmeng also wanted to make a riddle, but was afraid that Chen Qingyun would take it seriously, so he had to
Say it bluntly.
Chen Qingyun felt like his head was pounding: "Secretary Kong, thank you for your recommendation. I will definitely complete the task. I just need to be more generous in time, otherwise the quality will not be guaranteed."
Kong Fanmeng also understood that if he wanted to write a satisfactory work, he had to look at his mood: "Then you should hurry up, the food is served, let's go drink." While drinking, Kong Fanmeng asked Chen Qingyun sincerely: "Xiao Chen,
Are you willing to work at the Discipline Inspection Commission?"
Chen Qingyun replied affirmatively: "I don't want to."
Kong Fanmeng shook his head: "This kid, won't you answer in a roundabout way?"
Zeng Zheng attended this week's regular meeting of the director's office. After the meeting, he called Chen Qingyun to his office: "Xiao Chen, the bureau has decided to agree to apply for the journal "Qiongjiangyuye" and appointed you to handle the matter. The original journal
You are also responsible for the approval application. You should contact the Qiongjiang Yuye Distillery immediately and ask them to come to Beijing with you."
Chen Qingyun didn't want to go with the people from the Qiongjiang Yuye Distillery. He called Bai Siliang and asked him to tell the person in charge of the distillery that they could meet in Yanjing if they wanted. As for the General Administration of Press and Publication, Chen Qingyun did not intend to bring him.
They go. You can take the opportunity to see your senior brother. It is inconvenient to bring an outsider with you to talk.
In front of the gate of the State Administration of Press and Publication, Chen Qingyun failed to sneak in no matter how hard he tried, and finally had to inform Nie Hua's secretary. It seemed that his plan to secretly scare Nie Hua could not be realized.
Seeing Chen Qingyun, Nie Hua clapped her hands and said, "That's great, someone has sent me some words. I'm treating you to a guest. Please write some words that rhyme."
Chen Qingyun said contemptuously: "Senior brother, since you have become such a big official, you know how to exploit your junior brother. If I had known, I wouldn't have come."
Nie Hua shook her head: "It's a miracle in the world to ask someone for your sake. Go ahead, I'll do your business first."
Chen Qingyun reported to Nie Hua that the Qiongjiang Yuye Winery was preparing to apply for the "Qiongjiang Yuye" journal. Nie Hua pulled him into the study room: "Give me the information. You can write here. Don't be careless. Ten pictures
If you finish writing, you will get food. If you are careless, you will not be allowed to enter the main gate next time. I will also write a banner on the gate: Chen Qingyun and dogs are not allowed in."
Chen Qingyun stared at him and said, "You can come in, why can't I?"
"Of course you can't enter." Then he reacted: "What did you just say? If you do this again next time, I will punish you by writing twenty paintings."
"You deserve to be a primary school teacher." Chen Qingyun said angrily.
Nie Hua smiled proudly and said: "Minister He said the same thing, but there is no such a big primary school. You write quickly, we will go drinking soon, and it just so happens that Yu Zhen, Luo Lin, Fu Yan, Qu Xiaoming and others are all here
Come, otherwise they would have food to eat and you would be hungry, how unfair it would be."
I have never seen such a senior brother. The situation is stronger than others. Chen Qingyun had to cheer up, use all his strength to perform the yin and yang separation and qi gazing technique, adjust his energy and spirit, transport the Qianyang true energy to his wrist, and splash the ink like a flowing stream.
The secretary of the director came forward in person, how dare all the princes not give the green light. After Chen Qingyun finished writing, Nie Hua took the approval to establish the "Qiongjiangyuye" magazine, handed the red-headed document to Chen Qingyun, and then lowered his head to admire Chen Qingyun
His calligraphy: "Qingyun, your calligraphy is good. I will ask you to come more next time. But don't take tasks that violate your principles." Listening to his explanation, it turned out that the establishment of "Qiongjiangyuye" magazine was
In line with the policy: "If this is the case, why do others disagree or delay it for several months?"
"Junior brother, if it is done for you easily, will you cherish it? The rights of the department cannot be guaranteed, so just delay it."
Nie Hua did something bad and brought Chen Qingyun's calligraphy to the hotel: "Everyone is here, great. I will recommend a great calligrapher to everyone today."
Yu Zhen, Luo Lin, Fu Yan, Qu Xiaoming and others were puzzled. Yu Zhen said anxiously: "Senior Brother, it's been decades, and you still can't change your habit. You just like to show off your skills. Come on, tell us about calligraphy.
where?"
Nie Hua spread out the words that Chen Qingyun had just written: "Let's appreciate the work first. I will introduce the author later. It will definitely surprise you."
Yu Zhen and others came around and said, "It's really good. Senior brother, please get some for us. It's easy to talk about the money."
Chen Qingyun shouted from the side: "I won't give it to anyone who comes with money."
Fu Yan murmured: "Junior brother, if you don't have money, don't interrupt, otherwise it won't be your share."
Yu Zhen smiled and said, "You said that my junior brother has no money?"
Nie Hua also smiled and asked: "Fu Yan, you don't want anything from my junior brother?"
Fu Yan didn't notice that Nie Hua was misinterpreting his meaning, and said angrily: "Junior brother is unwilling to give money. Of course this matter has nothing to do with him. Let's play with ourselves."
Nie Hua pretended to be helpless: "Junior brother, I wanted to push you out, but now I can't play anymore. You can think of a way on your own."
Chen Qingyun yelled at Nie Hua: "You are still the senior brother and you have sold me out time and time again. I want to file a complaint against you."
Yu Zhen pulled Chen Qingyun aside: "Did you write these words?"
Chen Qingyun said sadly and angrily: "Elder brother locked me in the room and wrote ten words before letting me out. It's really cruel and inhumane."
Yu Zhen shouted: "Chen Qingyun, we have worked together for so long, why? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I hate you so much."
Chen Qingyun panicked: "Sister, please keep your voice down, I will write to you tonight, okay?"
Yu Zhen immediately smiled and said: "Pull the hook."
The next day, Chen Qingyun returned to Chengdu. As soon as he got off the plane, he received a call from the person in charge of Qiongjiang Yuye Distillery. When the other party learned that Chen Qingyun was in Chengdu, he complained: "I have already arrived in Yanjing, you
When will you come over?"
Chen Qingyun said easily: "If you have something to deal with in Yanjing, just stay a few more days. If it's just for the approval of Qiongjiangyuye magazine, you can go back to Chengdu."
On the way back from the airport, Chen Qingyun was thinking about a question: Do he really want to work in the Press and Publication Bureau? It seems that he doesn't particularly like this job, but what should he do?