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Chapter 105 Respect is worse than obedience!

The study room of Zhao Shengda, secretary of the provincial party committee, is decorated in a simple and elegant manner. In addition to the mahogany bookcases with various books, there is also a special vertical display cabinet with various ceramic ware inside. Although the room is filled with smoke, the sandalwood smell is still very strong. Please remember me)

There were three people sitting in the room, on the leather sofa near the wall, sitting at the Executive Vice Governor Du Shan. He was wearing a dark gray suit and a dark red patterned tie on his shirt. He was crossing his legs, flipping his hands freely, and his lips raised, his expression a little cold.

Ye Xiangzhen, the Organization Minister of the Provincial Party Committee, sat on the rattan chair opposite, holding a piece of material in his hand, frowned and looked solemn, as if he had encountered something difficult to solve. His lips were squirming gently, as if he was reading silently, or as if he was sucking.

On the large red sandalwood desk near the window, documents half a foot high were piled up. Zhao Shengda, the owner of the study and the secretary of the provincial party committee, sat behind the desk. He was wearing a light silk nightgown, with a pair of reading glasses on his face, holding a cigarette in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, and was working on documents at the desk.

Zhao Shengda has a characteristic. He has a very quick thinking at night and has a very fast writing speed. He grabbed the general documents and glanced at them for a few times. He made a few instructions on them and threw them aside. Even so, the workload every night was a bit unbearable.

A few minutes later, he paused, rubbed his sore wrists, and said without raising his head, "How about it, let's talk."

Ye Xiangzhen sighed, threw the materials on the coffee table, and said softly: "Some of the problems reflected in this material still exist. If you have time in the future, I will go to Comrade Wang Siyu to talk to you, what are the young cadres? Don't be afraid of making mistakes, just correct them in time."

Du Shan, who was diagonally opposite, raised his eyebrows, put the newspaper on his knees, stared at Ye Xiangzhen with a bright look, pointed his hand at his shiny black leather shoes, and said contemptuously: "Comrade Xiangzhen, isn't such criticism too light? It's suspected of scratching the itch through the shoe."

Ye Xiangzhen glanced at him, but didn't say anything, and his expression became particularly calm. He didn't want to argue because since Du Shan was present, it meant that Provincial Party Secretary Zhao Shengda was dissatisfied and had to use other people's mouths to hit him.

Since this is the case, the more you defend yourself, the more you suffer. You simply act as a wooden sculpture, clay sculpture, and keep silent, letting him beat him with wind and rain, and I remain unmoved. Ye Xiang is really an old man in the officialdom and is well versed in the art of dormant. When he has not yet gained power, he rarely fights back head-on.

"It's not that you scratch the itch through the shoe, but that you can't say anything!" Zhao Shengda raised his head, took off his reading glasses, and said with great dissatisfaction: "Comrade Xiang Zhen, you are good at everything, there is one thing to pay attention to. Don't always be a good teacher, that is a sign of irresponsibility for your work!"

Ye Xiangzhen was stunned for a moment, unable to believe his ears, and his face suddenly turned red. He lowered his head and drank a sip of tea, then slowly took out the cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth, lit the fire, sucked it in his head, and still held his previous attitude, not responding or refuting.

Du Shan was also a little surprised. According to convention, Zhao Shengda was loading the bullets and he came to fire the cannons. But this time, Secretary Zhao actually opened fire in person and fired a heavy cannon. This was extremely rare. In addition to being relieved, he also felt that he was a little heavy, which made Ye Xiangzhen unable to get off the stage on the spot.

In the smoke, Ye Xiangzhen coughed a few times, but his expression became calmer. After a while, he looked up at Zhao Shengda and smiled and said, "Secretary Zhao is right to criticize. In this regard, I should learn from Comrade Du Shan. He is very principled, dares to speak and can do things!"

Du Shan looked astonished, and his heart was also stuttering. He couldn't help but admire the other party. The calmness of spitting on his face was really profound. If he had been, he would definitely not be able to bear it. Even if he didn't leave, he would at least fight according to reason.

But the head of the Xie family recited it calmly and gave himself a high hat. Since they had corrected their attitude, this fight would not be easy to start. As the saying goes, raising their hands and not hitting people with a smile, no matter what, they can't do things too well.

Zhao Shengda was annoyed and slapped the signature pen on the desk, got up and walked around the table, walked to the sofa in the corner of the wall to sit down, pointed to Du Shan, and said in a cold tone: "Old Du, you have seen the materials, tell me, don't be afraid of offending others, dare to set off firecrackers."

Du Shan nodded, adjusted his sitting posture, looked straight ahead, and said righteously: "First, his lifestyle is very bad. He has a few beautiful women at home, and often drives luxury cars to the market, as if one is a BMW and the other is a Porsche."

"Wait." Zhao Shengda interrupted his speech, pointed his finger at Ye Xiangzhen, and said with a stern face: "Old Ye, we don't have a secretary here. Don't just listen with your ears. You should record it, so as not to talk to Comrade Wang Siyu when you get to know each other."

Ye Xiangzhen extinguished half of the cigarette, threw it into the ashtray, opened the briefcase next to him, took out a black leather notebook from it, placed it on his knees, pulled out a pen, and wrote a few lines of words. Then he looked up at Du Shan and whispered: "It's OK, Governor Du, please continue."

Du Shan raised his voice and continued to criticize: "Second, this comrade is proud and arrogant, with few other cadres in his eyes. After arriving in Binhai, the cadres are disinterested and the hearts of the people are unstable. The municipal party committee team has become a mess of sand and has no combat power!"

Ye Xiangzhen hesitated for a while and did not make a record immediately. This criticism was actually heavier than the previous one. Now it is not like before. Lifestyle issues are not a big problem. Organizations have always only slapped flies and not killed tigers. When it reaches a certain level, they are mainly persuasion and education, and rarely take serious actions.

But if the following article is said, it will be a showdown. I have a good temper. It is because I have to endure humiliation and take into account the overall situation, so that the Xie family in Nanyue can continue to flourish. The prince of Binhai, the capital city, may not have such an awareness. Maybe he will blow up the temple on the spot. At that time, who will come out to clean up the mess?

Zhao Shengda also frowned, thinking that the hat was too big, and once it was held down, it was easy to turn against each other, so he waved his hand and pondered: "I am proud and arrogant, and I have no one. When I connect to my phone, my attitude cannot be correct. Who else can he impress among the leaders of the provincial party committee?"

Ye Xiangzhen sighed lightly, took a pen and wrote eight big words "Arrogance, arrogant, and arrogant" in his notebook, and wrote them in circles. Although the following content was not written, he had already remembered that this sentence must be passed on. Let Wang Siyu and Du Shan fight each other closely, and the Xie family will have room for maneuver.

Zhao Shengda picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, looked at Du Shan, and encouraged, "Old Du, continue."

Du Shan was a little disappointed. Through the temptation of these words just now, he had vaguely touched Zhao Shengda's bottom line. The old man was also concerned about the prince of the capital. He still focused on beating and did not want to completely solve the problem. This time, the matter was mostly caused by loud thunder, low rainfall, and even in the end.

This made him feel a little depressed. The criticism was also lowered. He talked about a few issues without any pain, and just looked stern and stopped saying a word. This is the sadness of being a chess piece. You sang a shady face, but others were selling favors. When the score was settled in the autumn, the board was overwhelming, but I wonder who would wipe his butt dry.

Sure enough, as before, Zhao Shengda began to pull back. He eased his tone and pondered: "Old Ye, I will add a few more words, and you wrote it. Although there are many mistakes, Comrade Wang Siyu still made some achievements. Binhai has made contributions in fighting gangs, and he has the position, ability and courage to speed up the economy. As long as he corrects his mistakes, he is a good comrade."

Ye Xiangzhen finished writing with a pen, closed the notebook, placed it beside him, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Secretary Zhao, don't worry, I will convey this opinion."

Zhao Shengda nodded and asked again: "Lao Ye, Comrade Xu Bohong from Binhai, what do you think?"

Ye Xiangzhen jumped in his heart and said quickly: "Old Xu is still good. Old comrades, with strong work ability and good principles. They can be reliable at critical moments. When it is suitable, they can also take over. It is no problem to be alone."

Du Shan took the topic reluctantly and frowned: "Minister Ye, you are such a good comrade, but because you wrote the report materials in your hand, you were retaliated against. Even your daughter-in-law was taken away by the Binhai Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection. Isn't this obvious slander!"

This was a bit harsh. In fact, he wanted to express his dissatisfaction and took the opportunity to exclaim bitterness to Zhao Shengda and put pressure on him. He asked Secretary Zhao to keep the people down. This was his usual trick.

Zhao Shengda smiled and did not bother with him. Instead, he looked at Ye Xiangzhen and said in a knocking tone: "Old Ye, you have a high opinion of Xu Bohong, but at the last Standing Committee meeting, the candidate for Binhai mayor was Ji Huangchao. You did not object, and it seemed that you still support it."

Seeing that the other party's eyes were shining, Ye Xiangzhen's heart sank. Knowing that something was wrong, he quickly sat up straight and explained softly: "Secretary Zhao, I was very surprised at that time. I didn't expect such a variable to appear. Seeing that you didn't explicitly object, I voted in favor."

Zhao Shengda snorted coldly, touched the handrail of the sofa with both hands, squinted his eyes and said, "That's someone who is engaged in sergetic connections and ambushing."

Du Shan took a sip of tea, then made the words clear and said lightly: "That time was caused by Ma Qianli and Zhou Songlin, and someone below cooperated. The two of them had ambitions and wanted to usurp the throne. Lao Ye, we should be vigilant and not be pawns."

"No, no." Ye Xiangzhen nodded with a smile and responded vaguely, as if he was saying that he would not be a pawn, but could also be regarded as Ma Qianli and Zhou Songlin had no ambitions and would not seek power and usurp the throne. As for how to understand it, it varies from person to person.

Zhao Shengda was still satisfied with this conversation. He hoped to achieve two effects. One was to take the opportunity to beat Ye Xiangzhen, so that the Xie family could be more at peace, not to take advantage of the situation, and not to turn to the opponent.

In addition, I also want to put pressure on Wang Siyu through the Provincial Party Committee Organization Minister and hold him forward. Since Du Shan is not enough to restrain the other party, then adding Ye Xiangzhen should be enough.

Zhao Shengda is very confident. With his understanding of Ye Xiangzhen, this person is cautious and rarely takes risks. He should not turn against him openly before he loses power, because it will lead to disastrous consequences, neither he nor the prestigious Xie family can afford it.

Of course, in order to appease Ye Xiangzhen, he should give the Xie family some benefits in a few days. After slapping, he naturally has to give the sweet date. As long as the Xie family is obedient, he, the eldest grandmaster of Guangdong, will not treat the other party unfairly.

After chatting for a while, Du Shan answered a phone call and stood up and said, "Secretary Zhao, then I'll leave first. Something happened below. I need to go over and deal with it quickly."

Zhao Shengda nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, okay, then you go, be careful of rest and don't be too busy!"

Ye Xiangzhen got up, took Du Shan to the door, returned to the sofa to sit down, and said with a smile: "Secretary Zhao, there is nothing to do, I'm going back too. Tomorrow morning, I will contact Comrade Wang Siyu and have a deep conversation with him."

Zhao Shengda said 'um' and said nodded outwardly, as if he was very casual: "They made it very stiff, which made me embarrassed."

Ye Xiangzhen smiled, took a sip of tea, shook her head and said, "In fact, it's easy to solve. If those people are transferred out, it's okay. Let them achieve a win-win situation, so that we can't stop fighting."

Zhao Shengda shook his head and said softly: "Although Du Shan has a bad temper and is a cannon, he is still obedient. Binhai is too arrogant. If... he really can't surrender, please ask him to find another place. You have to send this to him, be more tactful and don't hurt him."

Ye Xiangzhen felt awe-inspiring and said with a serious expression: "Secretary Zhao, understand, I will tell you the truth."

Zhao Shengda nodded, stood up, and said meaningfully: "Lao Ye, we have worked very well in the past, so we must keep it."

"Yes." Ye Xiangzhen stretched out his hand, put the black-skinned notebook in his briefcase, asked for two more work issues, and then stood up and said goodbye. On the way home, he called Ai Jiaxing and said with a smile: "The old man got angry and got beaten up."

Ai Jiaxing sighed and said in confusion: "I really can't figure out how a mere Xu Bohong could make Secretary Zhao so concerned, even postponed the matter of going abroad for an investigation, which would be a bit of a big deal."

Ye Xiangzhen smiled and shook her head, sighed, "Old Ai, you are wrong. Ten Xu Bohongs will not be in the eyes of the old man. He was worried that under the instigation of Binhai, the alliance would begin to start. By then, it would be a meat grinder and would be difficult to control."

Ai Jiaxing was puzzled at first, but after he reminded him, he suddenly realized and was shocked. He sincerely praised: "My brother is smart and has seen through the mystery. However, it is not easy to offend both sides. What should we do?"

Ye Xiangzhen smiled and said softly: "Two-headed snake, I'll go east and you go west. No matter how far you are, you have to leave a way out for the Xie family. Although it won't take both sides, it's better than just taking a single bet, and you can also grab more bones with meat."
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