On Thursday morning, Zheng Dajun was looking at documents in the office. Suddenly, there was a fierce quarrel outside. He hurriedly put down the materials, walked out, pushed the door and looked out. Seeing the two section chiefs of the commission office standing in the corridor, pointing and making noises like fighting, he suddenly became angry and shouted in a low voice: "What's going on, come in!"

The two section chiefs looked at each other and then calmed down. They walked over angrily, followed Zheng Dajun, entered the office, sat on the sand with a blue face. Zheng Dajun returned to the desk, pulled his face long, slapped the table, and said angrily: "What the hell is going on between you two? Don't you know the leader is having a meeting upstairs? What's the noise outside during working hours? Are there any organizational and discipline?"

Li Fangming, the head of the Secretary-General, raised his head and said with confidence: "Director, that's the case. It turns out that the big work of the Municipal Party Committee is all done in the second department. It's been a few years and it's been very good. But Chief Kong didn't know what it was doing, so he ran to the Secretary-General to report a book, saying that the work of the Second Department was too busy and he wanted to transfer those tasks to the first department. But you know, our National School of Science and Technology is the personal secretary of the Municipal Party Committee leader. There are only a few people who are actually working in the office, which is even more tiring. I will add more workloads and people will want to swear."

When Kong Qingdong, the head of the second department, heard this, he sank his face, frowned and said with his eyes: "Old Li, it's wrong for you to say this. This matter was decided by the Secretary-General. How can you rely on me? Besides, everyone in your department is precious, and our department in your department is not a coolie! We have been withstood for these dirty and tiring jobs and thankless work. It's your turn."

Li Fangming became angry, and suddenly stood up and said unyieldingly: "Old Kong, you are standing and talking without any pain. Why don't we change positions? If you come to another subject, let's not talk about anything else. If you can set those senior secretary clearly, I, Old Li, will be at a disadvantage. People say that the leader has arranged the work and can't be busy. What can you do?"

"That's the problem you have to face, what are you talking to me!" Kong Qingdong deliberately angered him, twisted his neck, and said coldly: "If it's me, let me be virtuous if you can't do it well. If you can't do it, it won't be possible for others!"

"You..." Li Fangming was so angry that he trembled all over, but he couldn't speak.

"Okay, I'll say less!" Zheng Dajun almost got upset. In fact, quarreling is common in the unofficial situation because of work assignments. Everyone is an old agency and is a little afraid of heavy work. Anyone who can't get affordable jobs can push them, and if they can hide, they can hide. But like this, it's rare to make a red face and thick neck.

He looked at the two of them, thought for a while, and then smiled and said, "Two, I know that you are all very hard, but you still have to do your work. Let's do this. In the future, big work will be done by the two departments. In fact, the workload is not as large as before, and there is no need to set up a big job alone, right?"

Kong Qingdong stopped when he saw the good news and nodded, "The director is right. As long as you don't throw all the swear words and tiring work to the second department, I have no objection. It's not easy for everyone to take care of things, and no one wants to work hard, and they are secretly scolded by the people below!"

Li Fangming was helpless and nodded and said bitterly: "Director, the workload of a department is not small. Some time ago, he submitted a report to the Secretary-General and proposed to increase the staffing. It has not been approved yet. Do you think you are urging me?"

"Let's talk about it." Zheng Dajun's face sank, glanced at him, then leaned back, and said lightly: "Old Kong, you go back first, I'll talk to Lao Li."

"Okay, Director!" Kong Qingdong smiled, looked at Li Fangming with his eyes, sneered, then stood up and left.

Zheng Dajun took the cup, walked around the desk, sat on the sand beside him, smiled at Li Fangming, and said softly: "Old Li, I know that your work is not easy to do and it is very hard, but no matter what, you can't be popular. You and Lao Kong are both municipal reserve cadres, and you have many opportunities in the future. You can't lose points in front of the leader because of some small matters."

Li Fangming sighed and nodded, "Director, the responsibility for this matter is also on me. I was choked a few times in the morning and felt uncomfortable. I just happened to learn about this matter and immediately became angry. But when I went to Kong Qingdong to discuss, he not only refused to give in, but instead added fuel to the fire and deliberately angered me."

"Old Li, we are leaders. Be calm when encountering things and don't act irritably." Zheng Dajun knocked on the table with his hand, narrowed his eyes, shook his head and said, "I have been working in the commission office for almost twenty years. I can share some experience with you, and I hope it will be helpful to you."

"Director, you said." Li Fangming sat up straight and raised his ears. [Ye*zi] [You*you]

Zheng Dajun picked up the cup and said slowly: "Doing work is like playing basketball. The real problems encountered are all lively problems, including reasonable, unreasonable, some encountered by themselves, and some passed by others. But in our Municipal Party Committee Office, more are from leaders."

Li Fangming had a thoughtful expression on his face and said softly: "The director said it well, I often receive unreasonable passes."

Zheng Dajun smiled, took a sip of tea, and continued: "It is not easy to play a good ball. First, you must be clear about watching the ball. If you observe the fire in the overall situation and grasp the trend properly, this is a matter of vision. Second, you must be happy to catch the ball. No matter what ball, you must first catch it happily, happily and happily. This is a matter of attitude."

"Wait, Director, wait a moment." Li Fangming's expression of excitement appeared on his face, and he hurriedly took the pen and paper, wrote a few lines of words on it, and continued: "Director, what's next?"

Zheng Dajun raised three fingers and said with a smile: "Third, we must be steady at dribbling, analyze whether it is wrong, whether it is reasonable, what is unreasonable, and what is more difficult. This is a matter of insight. Fourth, we must be good at passing the ball, throw the wrong ball to others in time, and the unreasonable part must be cleverly denied. This is a problem of strategy."

"The director is right. I didn't master the strategy. Before encountering problems, I was too uneasy and made things mess up." Li Fangming nodded with conscience, and looked at Zheng Dajun's eyes again, and was full of admiration.

Zheng Dajun patted his shoulder with his hand and said softly: "Fifth, be good at pitching, do your best to strive for perfection. This is a problem of cao. Sixth, be without the ball, and welcome the next ball with the mentality of "success does not have to be with me". This is a problem of realm."

"Great, wise!" Li Fangming threw down his pen, slapped the coffee table, raised a thumb, and praised loudly: "Director, what a 'ball theory'. This is better than reading for ten years after listening to your words. The Director's 'ball theory' is of high quality, and he is really a master of his theory!"

A hint of pride flashed in Zheng Dajun's eyes, but it was fleeting. He picked up the cup again, took a few sips of tea, and said lightly: "Old Li, this is just a story of experience, I can't talk about it. If you want to talk about it, it is still our Secretary Wang's high. Every time I listen to him, I will benefit a lot."

"Secretary Wang... that's naturally high-level." Li Fangming leaned over and said respectfully: "Director, this time the crackdown on gangs is so beautiful. When I returned home last night, my wife was still talking, everyone in their unit said that the new secretary was good. Not long after I took office, I solved the problem of Binhai social security. This is a great thing for the people. I am so proud of it."

Zheng Dajun nodded, looked at him closely, and said meaningfully: "I don't know how to say good things, but there are people who say sarcastic words, right?"

"Is that? I haven't heard of it." Li Fangming's heart suddenly sank, and he felt his back numb. He remembered the few words he said in the office yesterday afternoon. He felt a little guilty and said, "Director, that's inevitable. In our place, there are so many people. No matter what good things he did, there are people talking behind his back. We don't have to pay attention."

Zheng Dajun smiled, moaned his head with his hands, and said slowly: "Old Li, I will fight for the issue of increasing the workload. Your subject has a lot of workload and is obvious to all. I will gradually burden you with opportunities in the future, but you can't be too anxious, okay?"

Li Fangming breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "Okay, Director, you are fair in your work. I am convinced. It's nothing more to do more. It's just working overtime. Sometimes, I just can't swallow that breath. Kong Qingdong relies on his ability to speak in front of the Secretary-General. He is too domineering in his words and always wants to overwhelm people."

Zheng Dajun smiled, picked up the cup again, and said unintentionally: "Old Li, Deputy Secretary Bi of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, you are very familiar with each other, right?"

Li Fangming nodded quickly and said mysteriously: "Director, I don't hide it from you. Deputy Secretary Bi and I have some relatives, but we are usually busy and rarely walk around."

Zheng Dajun played with the cup and smiled and said, "That won't work. No matter how close the relationship is, you have to walk around frequently. Otherwise, even brothers will become unfamiliar."

"What the director said." Li Fangming had a smile on his face, but his heart was a little bitter. Deputy Secretary Bi was afraid that he had forgotten his relative. When he met, he nodded and walked over and rarely greeted him.

There is no way. Li Fangming has been in the commission office for more than ten years and is still a section chief. He can't speak in front of the leaders. He is far less famous than those big secretarys, but these words can only be kept in his stomach and cannot be said.

At his current age, everything else is second, and face is the most important thing. When he goes downstairs to do research, he always calls the secretary. Even after the former secretary of the municipal party committee, many people thought he would be implicated.

Zheng Dajun ordered him for a long time, but when he saw that he was not enlightened, he felt a little angry. After coughing, he smiled and said, "Old Li, if you have the chance, let me ask Deputy Secretary Bi out, everyone have a meal together and contact us."

"Okay, Director, this matter is easy to handle, I'll arrange it." After Li Fangming finished speaking, he felt a little regretful. He said this, obviously lowering the identity of the director. Seeing Zheng Dajun frowned slightly, his face was not good, and he hurriedly stood up and said, "Director, then I'll go back first, there is still work there."

"Well, Lao Li, come here often when you have time." Zheng Dajun raised his face and said a little unhappy. He shook his head until Li Fangming left the door and sighed: "This man is so stupid, not a little clever and powerful. No wonder he has been working for so long and never goes up. It's really a rotten wood that cannot be carved!"

After he returned to his desk, he just picked up the documents and the phone ringing on the desk rang. Zheng Dajun moaned the phone and fed it. Lu Yuting's voice rang in his ears: "Director, please invite the secretary."

"Xiao Lu, are you going to talk about the Discipline Inspection Commission?" Zheng Dajun asked tentatively, holding the microphone.

"Ah, Director, you are so amazing!" Lu Yuting's face showed a surprised expression. She paused for a moment and lowered her voice: "The secretary was still saying just now that the guys of the Discipline Inspection Commission are too unreasonable, and they can't take them away, and they are going to retreat!"

Zheng Dajun snorted in his heart and thought to himself that he would like to think about his best intentions. I, Zheng Dajun, claimed to be the second, and no one dared to say the first, but said modestly: "Hu 1uan guessed, but I didn't expect that I was really right!"

"Awesome, the director, he is almost a worm in the secretary's belly." Lu Yuting still looked down on Zheng Dajun and sarcastically mocked him in his words.
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