Zhou Wen took a deep breath, stuffed the newspaper into the bundle of newspapers and magazines, and then picked up his luggage...
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"Where are you going, Assistant Zhou?" asked the young man at the post office.
"go home."
"Get in the car. If you can't get a taxi at the county gate, I'll take you there." The young man said and opened the door of the postal van.
"Thanks then." Zhou Wen lowered his head and got into the car.
The post office delivery truck was driving very fast. The driver, a forty-year-old man, said as he drove: "Assistant Zhou, I was also on the street that night. Those few words of yours were so encouraging! That boy named Xie is really worth a thousand dollars."
Cutting it off is not an exaggeration."
The boy who delivered the letter said: "I heard that County Magistrate Tang released people as soon as he came back. Is this true or false?"
"It must be true. People say that the person named Xie is the nephew of County Magistrate Tang. I don't think it's true at all." The driver said angrily. He suddenly stepped on the accelerator and honked the horn, stopping a long-distance bus bound for Jiangbei City.
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"Assistant Zhou got on that bus and left. The ticket was cheaper than at the station." The driver said enthusiastically.
Zhou Wen thanked him, got off the post office car with his luggage, and boarded a long-distance bus. This was a privately operated bus with no air conditioning, and the seats were in tatters. It was already full of passengers, and the only people who could get on outside the station were
Sitting on the Mazhazi.
Zhou Wen was a little hesitant, considering whether to go back to the bus station and wait for the next bus. By this time, the people in the car had already recognized him.
"It's Assistant Zhou!"
"Assistant Zhou!"
"Assistant Zhou who criticized Xie Yuqiang."
More than a dozen people stood up in unison to give up their seats to Zhou Wen. Now Zhou Wen was really embarrassed to get out of the car, and was forced to sit in the "best seat" behind the driver. Zhou Wen thanked him repeatedly and took the money from his wallet.
He took out a ten-yuan note and handed it to the conductor, but was pushed back. The generous lady who ran long distances shouted: "Assistant Zhou, if I take your money, I won't let anyone scold me to death."
There was a burst of laughter in the car, and several male passengers took out cigarettes to treat Zhou Wen. Smoking was not allowed on long-distance buses in the countryside. Zhou Wen hesitated for a moment before taking the cigarette and holding it in his mouth. He then handed four or five lighters to him at the same time.
In front of him, flames were flying wildly, and the simple faces were full of sincere respect.
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Finally returned to Jiangbei City. Because of his recent busy work, Zhou Wen had not been home for two months. He left the long-distance bus station, took a taxi and went straight home. How to explain to Liu Xiaojing that he had lost his job?
I was so anxious that I hadn't been home for a long time, so I went to the market and bought a fish, three pounds of ribs, and a few bags of potato chips that my son loved, and then I went home.
It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon when he walked to the door of his house. There should be no one at home at this time. Zhou Wen took out the key from his bag, put it in the keyhole and turned it twice. The door suddenly opened from the inside. Liu Xiaojing's face was full of tears.
Stand at the door.
"Xiaojing..." Zhou Wen was speechless and didn't know what to say. He was keenly aware of what his wife already knew.
Liu Xiaojing didn't say anything, she just pounced on him viciously, scratching and biting, and beating Zhou Wen desperately. Zhou Wen didn't explain, but just allowed her to vent her emotions.
After a while, Liu Xiaojing calmed down and cried bitterly on Zhou Wen's shoulder: "Zhou Wen, you have no conscience, what will we do if you die?"
"Okay, okay, I'm not living well." Zhou Wen patted his wife's back and coaxed her like a child.
"Then you promise me you won't fight so hard next time." Liu Xiaojing said in a soothing tone.
"Okay, I promise the leader, I won't do it again next time... Hey, what on earth did you see me do?" Zhou Wen wondered.
"You're still pretending. The provincial news station even broadcast it. You were the first one to jump out of such a huge flood. Huh, even the secretary of the provincial party committee said you were a desperate man. This time you showed your face. Next time
You will definitely be promoted to deputy director."
Zhou Wen gave a wry smile, brought the things outside the door in, pulled Liu Xiaojing to the sofa and sat down, looked into her eyes and said: "Xiaojing, let me tell you something, you must not be angry."
"What, tell me." Liu Xiaojing said happily, wiping the remaining tears on her face.
"I resigned."
"What, you resigned!" Liu Xiaojing jumped up immediately.
"Zhou Wen, are you crazy? You resigned at such a great opportunity! You don't have a fever, right?"
"I have no choice. Nantai County can't accommodate me. I have made an agreement with Liu Ziguang. I will work in his company for 3,000 yuan a month. I will have weekends and no overtime. I will work in front of my house. From now on, I will have to take my children to school.
Leave it to me and you won't have to worry about intrigues anymore."
Looking at her husband's tired and thin face, Liu Xiaojing also calmed down. She thought for a while and said, "I respect your decision. Anyway, if you don't become an official, we won't starve to death. It's not bad to be a happy commoner."
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Nantai County Government, County Magistrate Tang is reading the press release from the county newspaper. This is an article concocted by several famous writers in the county. The entire article is a flattery praising County Magistrate Tang for leading the cadres and the masses to fight floods and provide disaster relief.
The words are also paired with many photos with perfect angles and lighting. Magistrate Tang in a raincoat stands on the embankment and points out the mountains and rivers. The vast rays of light paired with the roaring river make him look like a national leader.
"These young people." County Magistrate Tang smiled helplessly, picked up the Montblanc pen, and signed the manuscript with a flourish of approval.
Ring the bell and ask the secretary to come in and take the manuscript. The manuscript will be faxed directly to the province through relevant channels. It will be advertised in newspapers and periodicals for Nantai County to restore the negative impact. If possible, it will be sent to someone else.
Give it to the leader as a gift, so that you can look familiar in front of the provincial leaders.
The secretary picked up the manuscript, put a piece of paper on the table, and said softly: "This is Zhou Wen's resignation letter from the office."
County Magistrate Tang didn't even take it. He glanced at it contemptuously and said, "Let the Human Resources Bureau handle the procedures for him."
The secretary went out without saying a word, and the civil servant walked in with a water bottle and a newspaper. County Magistrate Tang didn't like drinking hot water from the water dispenser. He felt that the water couldn't heat to 100 degrees. If he wanted to make tea, the water in the big boiler would be enough.
While enjoying tea, he also likes to read newspapers, such as People's Daily, Huaijiang Daily, Jiangbei Daily and other party newspapers, where he can read useful political information.
In order, I first read the People's Daily, which was full of clichés and nothing worthy of special attention. Then I opened the Huaijiang Daily and read the headlines on the front page. A color photo occupying a large space came into view, which almost scared County Magistrate Tang.
What a surprise. In the past, the front page contained important speeches by provincial leaders and news of inspections in a certain place. This time, other news was published. This is a trend worthy of attention.
Taking a closer look, County Magistrate Tang was even more shocked. Isn’t this Zhou Wen!
Just when the tea cup was raised to his mouth, he choked on the scalding tea and wet his shirt. County Magistrate Tang put down the tea cup in embarrassment, and then read the headline in the newspaper: Fighting on the front line of flood fighting and rescue operations--
---Remember a real member.
County Magistrate Tang's hands were trembling a little. He didn't see clearly what was written in the article. He only saw a bunch of words of praise and the affirmation of Zhou Wen by the main leaders of the provincial party committee and the provincial government.
He suddenly realized why Secretary Xu didn't agree to deal with Zhou Wen. This old and cunning official must have got some rumors in the provincial capital. Instead of reminding himself, he just let himself do whatever he wanted. This time, he was in trouble.
County Magistrate Tang immediately rang the bell and called his secretary back and asked him if the press release had been sent out. The secretary hesitated and said it hadn't been sent out yet. County Magistrate Tang said he would take it back and stop sending it out. The secretary went to do it without asking anything, but this
This made County Magistrate Tang even more suspicious. He suspected that he was the last person to see the Huaijiang Daily. Everyone in the county government, from messengers to secretaries to various departments, had seen Zhou Wen's photo on the front page. They
They can definitely guess Zhou Wen's future, but no one reminds them, they are just happy to see themselves make a fool of themselves and be embarrassed!
After thinking about it, County Magistrate Tang picked up the phone and dialed Zhou Wen's mobile phone. Probably because the other party saw his number, no one answered the phone after ringing for a long time. County Magistrate Tang couldn't help but feel annoyed, but he thought of what Provincial Party Committee Secretary Zheng Jiefu said to Zhou Wen.
He couldn't help but panic at the comment "a true member of the Communist Party of China". This was a clear and unequivocal signal that Zhou Wen would be promoted and reused!
You must know how difficult it is for a grassroots cadre to win the favor of provincial leaders. Let alone department-level cadres like Zhou Wen, he is the county magistrate of Tangda, and he is also an unknown person in the provincial capital. Zhou Wen
To be able to get such a high evaluation, I will definitely rise to the top in the future, and maybe it will still be weighing on myself in the near future.
Fight again! This time Zhou Wen finally answered. County Magistrate Tang adjusted his mood. He first affirmed Zhou Wen's achievements, and then said in a reproachful tone: "Comrade Zhou Wen, the organization has strict requirements on you. That is out of love and concern for you.
Don't get upset and come back quickly, the county still has important tasks for you."
I thought that Zhou Wen, a high-spirited guy, would take the opportunity to make a few digs at himself, but the other party agreed without being humble or condescending, and didn't say a word of nonsense. As a result, County Magistrate Tang didn't have time to say many lines.
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Putting down the phone, Liu Xiaojing immediately asked: "They treated you like that, how could you go back?"
Zhou Wen pointed at the TV screen and said: "I'm not giving them face, I'm giving face to Secretary Zheng. He praises me so highly, and it won't be good if I continue to act petty."
Liu Xiaojing said: "The secretary of the Provincial Party Committee just mentioned it in passing, but you took it seriously."
Zhou Wen shook his head and said: "Secretary Zheng has been focusing on party building and reserve cadre training since he took office. This heavy rain and flood has severely affected various parts of our province. If I guess correctly, he will arrive in Jiangbei City tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
If I am not present, County Magistrate Tang will naturally be embarrassed, but my chance will be gone."
"What chance do you have, do you still want to be an official?" Liu Xiaojing rushed over and pinched Zhou Wen's thigh fiercely, causing him to roll around in pain.
Finally calming down, Liu Xiaojing asked: "What did Liu Ziguang say?"
"It's okay, he suggested me not to give up." Zhou Wen put his hands behind his head, squinted his eyes, and began to look forward to his future.