1270 Who will the heaven spare

Among the people from the CCTV inspection team was host Huang Yin, who was the host of CCTV Variety Channel's new program "The Thinker" and the host of the final of the Yueyang City Live Essay Competition.

Liu Rongxuan did not see Zhang Yu's shadow in the crowd. The person who came was Lai Fengchu, the director of CCTV Variety Channel, led by him, and there were a total of seven people.

After some greetings, Liu Rongxuan invited everyone into the private room.

Although Lai Fengchu doesn't like the leaders of Yueyang City, even the municipal party committee secretary Zhou Tong only deals with it a little.

However, he would be much more polite to Liu Rongxuan.

This became incredible in Jiang Xiuji's eyes. When he was having lunch at the Municipal Party Committee Guesthouse at noon, the Municipal Party Committee Secretary Zhou Tong had never enjoyed this treatment.

At the dinner table, he talked about the new program of CCTV Variety Channel. Lai Fengchu was even more grateful to Liu Rongxuan. As a confidant of Deputy Director Zhang Yu, he naturally knew the details.

Because the idea of ​​this program was provided by Liu Rongxuan, even during the first trial, Liu Rongxuan put forward many very critical suggestions.

And these are one of the foundations for the great success of the show.

The meal ended until 8 pm.

When Tan Nianfei went to check out, he was told that someone had already settled it.

After the dinner, Liu Rongxuan personally sent Feng Chu and his group to the airport.

After resting at home for a weekend, Liu Rongxuan did not receive any more calls during the two days, and Mei Chunping did not call him.

However, Liu Rongxuan knew very well in his heart that no matter how perfect Zhou Tong explained it, Li Yuan had only one truth in his heart, and the response plan carefully discussed by Zhou Tong and others was just the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Liu Rongxuan rushed back to Yueyang City on Monday morning.

While processing the documents, Huang Fei opened the door to report. The Director of Culture Zhang Yan and Chairman of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles Zhou Yuanchao were here.

Zhou Yuanchao is not only the chairman of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, but also the deputy director of the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department.

Liu Rongxuan picked up the water cup and took a sip.

"Leader, I'm busy."

Zhang Yan smiled and Zhou Yuanchao, who was following him, also greeted Liu Rongxuan.

"You two are for the city Writers Association, let's sit down."

Liu Rongxuan nodded and pointed at the sofa.

I talked to Zhang Yan last time that this essay contest asked the authors who passed the preliminary round to join the Municipal Writers Association. These two people should be doing this for the essay contest.

"The leader is wise, it's for this matter. There are many authors who have passed the preliminary round this time, and many of our literary enthusiasts in Yueyang City have passed the preliminary round..."

Zhang Yan smiled and reported the situation in detail.

Then Zhou Yuanchao reported the detailed information of the Municipal Writers Association. After all, he felt that it was inappropriate to blindly expand the number of people in the Writers Association, which was a little funding, limited venue, etc.

The implication is that either the municipal government allocates more funds or cannot absorb so many members of the Writers Association. The Municipal Writers Association works under the management of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

This is here to slap in the face. Could it be that this is another drama of Zhou Tong, or is this Wan Shengli's counterattack?

It would be fine if it was a drama directed by Zhou Tong, but if it was Wan Shengli's counterattack, then it would be unwilling tolerate it. You really think I am a vegetarian.

"Where is Zheng Zhao, the chairman of the Municipal Writers Association, why didn't he come together?"

Liu Rongxuan picked up the water cup and took a sip, and glanced at Zhang Yan. The Writers Association is a social group organization and not an administrative constitution. How much money can it cost?

Zheng Zhao is a famous writer in Yueyang City. He has published several novels and is also considered a celebrity in the literary and artistic circles.

"Leader, didn't ask him to come."

Zhou Yuanchao smiled, "He is so shameless, so don't let him be embarrassed."

"Okay, I understand, you guys can make arrangements for yourself."

Liu Rongxuan waved his hand and lowered his head to review the documents.

"Leader, then we won't disturb your work."

Zhou Yuanchao laughed and turned around and left.

Seeing that Liu Rongxuan's face was not good, Zhang Yan wanted to stay and explain a few words, but seeing that Liu Rongxuan had no intention of leaving him, he followed Zhou Yuanchao.

Liu Rongxuan quickly processed the document, picked up the water cup and took a sip, frowned slightly, Zhou Tong's actions were interesting, he felt that he had solved Liu Deqing's case, so what could he do to him?

Grandma, I can’t touch you Zhou Tong, can’t I deal with Zhou Yuanchao?

Judging from Zhou Yuanchao’s conversation just now, this guy is obviously a thing that feels good about himself.

Since he has already confronted Zhou Tong, he cannot show his weakness now.

What's more, Provincial Party Secretary Li Yuan asked herself to start purging the officialdom from Yueyang. Moreover, judging from the actions of Quan Minxue, secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, last Friday, it seems that he is also interested in taking action.

In this way, let yourself launch a purge in Yueyang officialdom.

Thinking about this, Liu Rongxuan grabbed his cell phone and dialed Yu Wei's phone.

"Old Yu, how about your free meal at noon? Is it too abrupt?"

"How could it be?"

Yu Wei's laughter sounded in the microphone, "My old woman was still saying yesterday that she would invite you to dinner. Thank you very much. My boy was very happy in Shenzhen. He said he had learned a lot of things that had not been learned in the school."

"Okay, see you at noon."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Rongxuan touched his chin, picked up the water cup and took a sip.

After work, when Liu Rongxuan arrived at Yu Wei's house, he had just gotten off the car.

"Old Yu, I didn't bring any gifts today, so I won't let you say I'm bribing you."

"Don't, don't bring it anymore. After drinking last time, the old woman told me that I had been there for several days."

Yu Wei laughed.

After entering the room, Liu Rongxuan greeted Yu Wei's wife, took the teacup made by Yu Wei, sat on the sofa, and told me about Zhou Yuanchao's visit to the office in the morning.

"This is not a question of the number of people in the Writers Association, it is clearly slapping you in the face."

Yu Wei sighed, "I don't know much about Zhou Yuanchao, but his identity is more important than the deputy minister of the Propaganda Department."

"Either he wanted to help Zhou Tong vent his anger to win Zhou Tong's favor, or it was Zhou Tong's hint, otherwise, who would give him the courage, as the deputy minister of the propaganda department?"

His voice paused, "Leader, what do you want to do next?"

"I'll make a call first. At this time, I can't remain silent anymore. Judging from Zhou Yuanchao's actions today, this guy is not a good person. As the deputy minister of the propaganda department, I feel so great that I am, and I look arrogant."

Liu Rongxuan smiled, put down the water cup, took out his cell phone and dialed Tan Nianfei's cell phone, "Nianfei, do you understand Zhou Yuanchao from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee?"

Tan Nianfei has worked in the Yueyang Municipal Government for many years and has been with Jingtianping for many years. He knows very well about the situation in the Yueyang officialdom, and knows more about Chen Wenbin.

The microphone fell silent.

"Leader, Zhou Yuanchao was in charge of the city newspaper before. It is said that he has made a lot of money and is a little confused with the female reporter of the newspaper. However, I heard that he is the distant nephew of Zhou Pengyu, deputy director of the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department."

Tan Nianfei's voice sounded in the microphone, "Leader, should you communicate with Minister Zhou of the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department first?"

"Okay, I get it."
Chapter completed!