After taking a nap, Zhou Songlin came out of the lounge. As soon as she sat on the leather chair, Wang Siyu pushed Mén in, walked to the desk, picked up the cup, brewed a cup of hot tea, handed it over diligently, and said with a smile: "Old man, are you in good health?"

"Not good!" Zhou Songlin's mood was a little wrong. From beginning to end, he didn't raise his eyelids or touch the cup on the table. Instead, he picked up the signature pen and approved a few documents. After a while, his face calmed down a little. He pointed his hand on the sofa and said lightly: "Sit down, don't stand up."

Wang Siyu was uncontrollably and felt a little weak. As soon as his butt hit the sofa, he was ready to escape. He blinked his eyes and asked tentatively: "Old man, you don't seem to be angry. Is it because of a stomach disease? Otherwise, I'll go out and buy yào!"

"It's not stomach disease, it's heart disease!" Zhou Songlin sighed, threw down the sign pen, frowned and looked at Wang Siyu, and said angrily: "Secretary Wang, you are so angry recently. Have you met a beautiful nv child again?"

Wang Siyu was speechless, picked up a newspaper, covering most of his face, and said aloofly: "Old man, what are you saying? Don't let people hear it... I'm that kind of person!"

"Hmph!" Zhou Songlin slapped the table, stood up, put his hands on his hips, and sighed: "At my age, I don't have many ideas. My biggest wish is to be able to hug my grandson as soon as possible and enjoy the joy of family life. Unfortunately, no one can understand."

Seeing that he couldn't get around, Wang Siyu put down the newspaper and said with a thorn in a hurry: "Old man, don't worry, this wish is actually easy to come true. Otherwise, I will make a special trip to West China to discuss with Teacher Yuanyuan."

Zhou Songlin turned his head, looked at him deeply, sighed again, lit a cigarette, frowned and took a sip, slowly exhaled several smoke rings, and said silence again: "Xiǎoyu, that Ning family nv child, have you ever seen you?"

"No, they are very busy training now." Wang Siyu took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, turned his body to the side, and lowered his voice: "It should be still on the sea. I have been watching the news recently and there are quite a lot of confrontation drills, and it seems that I have become more and more tough in the south."

Zhou Songlin was not interested in this topic, so he dusted the ashes, and whispered: "Actually, for your future, I also agree with the marriage. Going up, it is impossible to have strong allies, but how can I...Ah?"

Wang Siyu hurriedly stood up and said with a sincere look: "Old man, I always feel that our relationship is like father and son. Few people can compare your prestige and status in my mind. As for Teacher Zhou Yuan, let alone it be. It is sacred and inviolable. When we are together, we must even hold hands and hold hands."

Zhou Songlin smiled and felt much brighter. He pulled the chair and sat down, and said helplessly: "Xiǎoyu, I don't care about your affairs. As long as the result, I will never agree to not let me hold my grandson within two years."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Wang Siyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cup, and said with a smile: "Old man, you don't have to worry. It won't take two years to let you hold your white and fat grandson."

"You guys, without any sense of urgency, you know that it's not so good to drag it back day by day!" Zhou Songlin waved his hand, extinguished half of the cigarette, threw it into the ashtray, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "How is the progress on the Binhai side?"

"It's okay!" Wang Siyu put away his smile and said with a serious expression: "There is no big problem in the city now, and the resistance has been reduced a lot. Unexpectedly, someone from the province has brought him over. Those guys are not yet energetic, so they have moved a few heavyweight reinforcements."

Zhou Songlin frowned slightly and said with concern: "Why, it's very stressful? Do you want me to solve it?"

"It's okay, I can handle it." Wang Siyu thought for a while, picked up the cup again, and said thoughtfully: "Her grandpa, have all the people from the investigation team of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection withdrawn?"

Zhou Songlin nodded and said softly: "I have withdrawn. All the subsequent work will be handled by the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection."

"No wonder!" Wang Siyu smiled faintly and snorted coldly: "I said, I just arrived in Binhai and handled the first case. The people from the Xie family dared to get involved. This is the alarm being lifted."

Zhou Songlin frowned and whispered: "When fighting with them, be cautious. The Xie family has a strong foundation in Guangdong, and even Secretary Zhao must be polite. We have just come here, so it is not advisable to form such a strong enemy."

Wang Siyu smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, I will handle it."

Zhou Songlin picked up the old mirror and put it on his face. He said in a serious manner: "The focus of attention is now on the Central Plenary Session in September. New news comes out almost every week. A few days ago, someone called and said that Secretary Lin asked the Central Committee for sick leave and decided to retreat early. I don't know if the situation is true."

"With this possibility, his current situation is not very good." Wang Siyu sighed, stood up, walked around the room with his hands behind his back, and said with concern: "Old man, what I am worried about is not the personnel adjustment during the change of term, but after the change of term, Secretary Chun Lei came to the top and the position of the secretary of the Beijing Municipal Committee was transferred. At that time, it was the most dangerous time."

"Yes, you're very clear-headed." Zhou Songlin's eyes flashed with praise, and said meaningfully: "In recent years, most of the strong local provincial party secretaries have been transferred to the central government. Sometimes, it may not be a good thing to go up, especially after Mr. Yu passed away, you must be more vigilant."

"I hope there will be a few years of buffering time." Wang Siyu was silent for a while, and did not want to say more on this sensitive topic. He chatted with Zhou Songlin for a while, raised his wrist and looked at the table below. Seeing that the time was almost over, he stood up and said goodbye.

When I arrived outside the office of the Provincial Party Secretary Zhao Shengda, I greeted Secretary Qian for a few words. Wang Siyu sat on the leather sofa in the corner, sitting upright, waiting for the summons of the Provincial Party Secretary.

Nearly twenty minutes later, the office was opened. Ye Xiangzhen, the Minister of Organization of the Provincial Party Committee, walked out. Wang Siyu hurriedly stood up, took two steps forward, and smiled and said, "Hello, Minister Ye."

"Secretary Wang, come here to report on the work?" Ye Xiangzhen took the initiative to extend his hand, gently shaking Wang Siyu, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

Wang Siyu smiled and said softly: "Yes, I have been to Nanjing for so long, and it's time to report my thoughts to Secretary Zhao."

Ye Xiangzhen nodded, looked at Secretary Qian, and said quietly: "Secretary Wang, when you have time, sit together."

Wang Siyu smiled and said softly: "Okay, if Minister Ye has time, please go to Binhai City. Comrades miss you very much."

"Sure, certain." Ye Xiangzhen nodded, put away her smile, and walked out with a heavy face, looking worried.

Secretary Qian turned his body sideways, made a gesture, and said politely: "Secretary Wang, please come inside."

Wang Siyu nodded, picked up the briefcase from the coffee table, and walked into the office with a smile. As soon as he entered the house, Provincial Party Secretary Zhao Shengda smiled heartily and said in his words: "Secretary Wang, why, finally have time to see me, old man?"

Wang Siyu hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Secretary Zhao, it's not my fault. It's because your schedule is too tight. I have always wanted to report it. Secretary Qian Da can testify."

Secretary Qian also smiled, picked up the cup, brewed tea, and whispered: "Yes, Secretary Wang called several times, but you have too many activities and can't arrange them."

"Yes, I've been a little busy these days, and I've been together for many things." Zhao Shengda narrowed his eyes, looked at Wang Siyu up and down, pointed to the chair opposite, and said softly: "Sit down, Secretary Wang, come here to sit down, I've wanted to talk to you a long time ago."

Wang Siyu came to the desk, pulled a chair and sat down, took the tea handed over by Secretary Qian, and smiled and said, "Secretary Zhao, you will be your soldier in the future. If you have any mistakes, please criticize me."

Zhao Shengda waved his hand and said humorously: "I dare not be accused of it. You, Secretary Wang, are the prince of the capital. The General Secretary, appointed to work in Guangdong. To be honest, if you come here, I will be under a lot of pressure."

Wang Siyu shook his head quickly and said modestly: "Secretary Zhao was joking. There is no prince in Guangdong, only big head soldiers. If you, the Grand Marshal, make an order, I will be a pawn who crosses the river, and fight wherever you point, and you will never be vague."

"Okay, okay, what you want is your words." Zhao Shengda's expression became richer, and his voice was loud and loud: "Secretary Wang, your inauguration speech is very colorful. As soon as it was in place, I support your statement. During this period, there have been signs of rising conservative forces within the party. This is very abnormal and worthy of vigilance."

Wang Siyu nodded and said with a smile: "With Secretary Zhao's support, our work will be easy to carry out."

Zhao Shengda glanced at him, then put away his smile, and said meaningfully: "However, Secretary Wang, sometimes, you should be more cautious. A few days ago, an old comrade came to me to complain, saying that you were alarmist and spread the theory of reform failure in public."

Wang Siyu was calm and smiled and said, "Secretary Zhao, that's a matter of understanding, or deliberately distorting the facts and taking them out of context. My original intention is not."

Zhao Shengda smiled and squinted his eyes and said, "I understand, but there are many doubts outside. You may not know that in the Policy Research Office of our Provincial Party Committee Office, a scholar defined you, saying that judging from your previous style of conduct, you should be an extreme 'populist'."

Wang Siyu was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Secretary Zhao, this person's point of view is very interesting, and what he said makes sense. If possible, I would like to see him. It is difficult to find a soulmate."

Zhao Shengda shook his head slightly and said seriously: "That person is a nerd, don't pay attention to him. Of course, you should pay attention to it. After all, the tone above has been set. To deepen reforms, we must strengthen top-level design and not take the path of populism."

Wang Siyu picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and smiled and said, "Secretary Zhao, this sentence is correct, but I think it is necessary to create conditions that allow the people to supervise the operation of the government and improve the transparency of governance. Otherwise, a semi-market and semi-planned economy will easily allow some people to monetize the power in their hands, making our reform and opening up career a feast of power and capital in the process of becoming an integrated and unifying process, which is not in line with the original intention of the reform."

Zhao Shengda stopped talking, hugged his shoulders with his hands, frowned and looked at Wang Siyu. After a while, he sighed and said softly: "Secretary Wang, Lao Zhou said you are 'Wang Dabang'. At first I refused to believe it, but now I finally saw it. You are really brave."

Wang Siyu smiled and said tit-for-tat: "Secretary Zhao, it's not that I'm brave, but that I hope to tell more truths if conditions permit. Even if I can't be a loyal minister, I should do more good and less evil."

Zhao Shengda said 'oh' and said with great interest: "Secretary Wang, then you should tell me what is a loyal minister?"

Wang Siyu turned his eyes out the window and said lightly: "Xun Yue of the Han Dynasty said, 'Does the best and follow the way, it is called a loyal minister; if hesitates against the way and follow the way, it is called a flatterer.' This sentence makes sense, and it can still withstand the test of time."

Zhao Shengda had a playful expression on his face and continued to ask: "How can he do more good and less evil?"

Wang Siyu smiled, sat upright, and whispered: "Different to person. If you are in the system, if you do not do evil, it is the greatest good for grassroots cadres to do evil; if you do good for senior cadres to do good, it is the greatest bad for them to do evil."
Chapter completed!