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Volume 1_127

In fact, Ding Changsheng knew in his heart that he was accompanying Kou Dapeng to study with the prince. The county party secretary was interested in him. It was a joke. Although Ding Changsheng was sometimes confused, he did not feel good enough to this extent.

But even so, Ding Changsheng was willing to go. After all, in his opinion, it was not easy to meet the county magistrate. Moreover, Kou Dapeng's future was related to his future, which was the only meaning in the question. Of course, Ding Changsheng also wanted to try his luck. If he really caught the eyes of the county party secretary, there would be a bargaining chip for promotion. Therefore, Ding Changsheng happily followed Kou Dapeng into the county party committee compound.

"Have you been here?" He was not inspected when he entered the door because the guards knew the license plates of cars of various township governments. However, when he got upstairs, he encountered a check. He first checked his ID card, then went through security checks. He had to take out the cigarette, lighter, key, and mobile phone on his body before he could go over, as if he was taking a plane.

"Haha, I haven't been here before, but I feel like I've arrived at the airport." Ding Changsheng whispered to Kou Dapeng.

"Secretary Zheng's office is on the fifth floor, let's go up there," said Kou Dapeng.

“Isn’t there an elevator?”

"The elevator is for the leader to sit, just follow me, don't talk nonsense." Kou Dapeng whispered.

"Oh, I feel like I've entered Zhongnanhai, so strict," Ding Changsheng said unconvincedly.

"Shut up." Kou Dapeng was really angry now.

After the old secretary left, he was unable to rely on a new leader for many reasons. After the old secretary left, he could find another wise leader. His partner Tian Jialiang was the county magistrate Chu Hexuan, so he could not join Chu Hexuan's disciple. Then the only one who can control the political situation in the county was the county party secretary. However, it is said that the new county party secretary was very difficult to serve. This was why he was reluctant to get close. But now that the opportunity has come, he had to take a twelve-point spirit and serve him carefully.

"Myster Jiang, does the boss have time?" Kou Dapeng asked respectfully.

This county party committee building has five floors in total, and the county party secretary's office occupies a whole floor. That is to say, if it is not allowed to come up on the fifth floor, it cannot be brought up casually. Of course, other leaders of the county party committee can do it. As for ordinary staff, they probably have no chance to come up.

Jiang Mingjie, the secretary of the county party secretary, was writing something. When he heard Kou Dapeng's greetings, he looked up and whispered, "Sit for a while, eat." After that, he lowered his head and started writing quickly.

Ding Changsheng felt very funny when he saw Jiang Mingjie like this. What era is this? He is still writing hard here. He can write a hundred pieces in a minute on the computer. If you write thirty pieces here, just

Not bad, it seems that there are quite a lot of people in this county party committee compound.

There are two types of people who don’t use computers to type in this era. One does not know how to type, and the other is to show their hobbies. Unfortunately, Jiang Mingjie’s handwriting is really good, and the boss is happy to read Jiang Ming.

The manuscript written by Jie made it impossible for Jiang Mingjie to use even if he had a computer. This child was really miserable. If the general speech manuscript was fine, he could write it out, but some very long documents could not be copied or pasted, so he could only be driven out by working overtime.

The office of Zheng Mingtang, the county party secretary, is connected by four rooms. The secretary's office has a door that leads directly to his office, but his office also has an independent door for going out. The office room is about 150 square meters, which is very spacious. In the middle, Zheng Mingtang's desk and a circle of sofas for meeting guests. The back of the sofa is placed to see a circle of large green plants. The air is very good. At this time, the warm air conditioner is turned on, and a high-power humidifier is placed in one corner of the room, which makes the office feel warm and moist.

The office is located inside, and there is a kitchen and dining room, about twenty square meters. There is a dedicated chef and waiter serving 24 hours a day. The chef and waiter live in the fleet dormitory downstairs, and they are on call.

After passing through the restaurant and going inside, there is a bedroom of more than 30 square meters. It is for him to rest during lunch or during overtime meetings. However, as for whether he would do something else in this bedroom, no one knows.

In fact, Zheng Mingtang has a house in the county party committee’s family courtyard, and his wife and children are here, but he never eats at home now. As long as he doesn’t go out for social engagements, he usually eats in the office restaurant.

After waiting for about half an hour, he heard a ding-tone ring in the inner room. After hearing this, Jiang Mingjie hurriedly put down his pen, and as if a spring was installed on his butt, he stood up in a harsh manner and quickly entered the secretary's office next door.

"Boss, they are here."

"I'll be here for a while?"

"Yeah, it's been half an hour."

"Well, let them come in half an hour and give me the newspaper today." Zheng Mingtang frowned and said unhappily. He only came for half an hour earlier. Humph, wait.

After Jiang Mingjie came out, he said to Kou Dapeng: "Secretary Zheng has several important documents that need to be reviewed immediately. Please wait a while and it will be finished soon."

"It's okay, Secretary Zheng is busy. Let's wait a little longer. Although Kou Dapeng is not very happy, he is a senior official and is a senior official and is a matter of effectiveness today. He has no concentration. He is still talking about promotion. He still sits down respectfully, looking at his eyes and his nose, just like an old monk entering into meditation.
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