Sitting on the off-road vehicle and walking slowly in the city, Xiong Dawei was like a tiger patrolling his territory, staring at the streets and alleys in the west of Lingxi.

In the capital, he visited the old leader Meng Haofang and went to visit Yao Biwu who was treated in the hospital.

It is said that Yao Biwu and Xiong Dawei are born enemies in the officialdom of Lingxi City. When they appear in front of everyone, they always have friendly relationships with each other and have talked cordially from time to time.

In fact, this was a natural move by the two, but it was deeply misunderstood by others. Most people believed that the two hated each other. There were many alternative interpretations of their cordial conversations in the market, such as Yao Biwu and Xiong Dawei shook hands and stabbed the knife on the stage. There were also many statements about the dismissal of the municipal political commissar Wang Damin due to the disaster. The most common statement was that Xiong Dawei took advantage of Yao Biwu's serious illness and intentionally dismissed Wang Damin on the pretext of being dismissed.

On the hospital bed, Xiong Dawei talked about this and said, "Wang Damin is your fellow villager and threatened to come to complain to you."

Yao Biwu found it funny and said, "We also have rules when choosing cadres. Among the Lingxi Bureau-level cadres, there are quite a few fellow villagers. However, I am the secretary of the Lingxi Municipal Party Committee, not the secretary of the fellow villagers. Their words and ideas are ridiculous." He laughed a few times, started to cough again, and said, "The real tragedy is that many leading cadres always misread this information, wanting to open my mind to see what I like, and deliberately recommend my fellow villagers, subordinates and colleagues to the leadership position. This is the real tragedy. How to select and employ people is a big question."

He said this, which was also an advice to Xiong Dawei.

Xiong Dawei knew this well. He said: "I have to be responsible for the history and reality of Lingxi. If I don't have elite soldiers and generals under my command, how can I make Lingxi take off? I am more domineering in employing people. But I am sober and have my own view of employing people. When Lingxi's economy and social undertakings reach a certain level, it will not be too late to standardize employment."

When the breakup was over, Xiong Dawei held Yao Biwu's hand tightly and said, "Secretary Yao, you should take good care of your illness. Try to return to Lingxi as soon as possible."

Yao Biwu was so thin that he was a divine needle in Xiong Dawei's eyes. With him, he could break forward without hesitation. In the back, Secretary Yao Biwu would clean up the overall situation.

Xiong Dawei walked down the courtyard. Looking back at the windowsill, Secretary Yao Biwu was still waving by the window.

Seeing the thin figure by the window, Xiong Dawei's eyes were a little wet. He knew that Secretary Yao Biwu had learned pancreatic cancer, which is the king of cancer, and the mortality rate was basically 100%. Because of this, all parties are considering the candidate for the Secretary of the Lingxi Municipal Party Committee.

Xiong Dachuan's trip to the capital was also to strive for this position.

When Xiong Dawei was working hard toward his goal, Hou Weidong was uneasy in the wide office. He was used to busy life and specific things on his head. Now he was sitting on the post of Deputy Secretary-General of the Provincial Government. He had a lot of chores every day, but he always felt that it was meaningless.

After he arrived at the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, he made a request to the Third Secretariat. From 9:00 to 10:00 every morning, he would work in the office. If he had any questions, he would come and report it.

After setting the rules, within an hour after work every day, comrades from three places came to Hou Weidong like a lantern to report their work. Then they returned to their respective positions like flowing water.

After this period of practice, under normal circumstances, he can basically complete daily business work in one hour, while the rest of the time deals with some major and difficult things.

The Third Secretary-General of the Lingxi Provincial Government Office was originally known for its complicated daily affairs. The former deputy secretary-general in charge was in charge of the command every day. The Third Secretary-General was famous for his regular overtime work. After Hou Weidong arrived, the Third Secretary-General was still these people and these things, but everyone felt that the work was easy and did not have to work overtime regularly.

Soon, the three provincial government secretaries saw Hou Weidong's cleverness. Everyone had a high opinion of the young leader and summarized the four advantages of Hou Weidong: First, the arrangement of work is organized and reasonable; second, the handling of affairs is simply clear and never ambiguity; third, the not showing off and being low-key; fourth, the willingness to increase the chances of contact between subordinates and leaders.

Especially Article 4, it turns out that the people in the Third Division of Secretary-General were the most touched. The former deputy secretary-general has long talked about cultivating young people, but he regards the opportunity to contact the leader as a private wealth. He puts the comrades in the Third Division under his wings like Ge Langtai guarding his wallet.

Time is like a golden shuttle and a silver shuttle, and even more like a flowing water. In the blink of an eye, November is coming. Nine days later, it will be the day when my mother Liu Guangfen has surgery.

When he talked with Yuan Zhentian, director of the Third Department, at 10:30, Hou Weidong was a little absent-minded and was about to go to the hospital to see his mother. Yuan Zhentian sat opposite him and did not leave. He held the year-end summary manuscript of the Third Department, and also wanted to study with Hou Weidong.

Hou Weidong served as deputy director of the Yiyang County Party Committee Office and deputy director of the Shazhou Municipal Party Committee Office. He was very familiar with the work of the office. He knew that government agencies could not live without public documents, but he did not like to go into written materials all day long.

"I don't have too many requirements for summary. Summary is summary, not a beautiful article. First, it is to review past work, second, it is to find the gaps in work, third, it is to plan for the next work, don't innovate, just write it according to this model."

Yuan Zhentian is most afraid of the end of the year. Every year for the year-end summary, he has to worry about countless hairs. His former deputy secretary-general has been engaged in writing work and has a perverted obsession with writing work. Every summary must be revised repeatedly. For example, the title should be symmetrical sentences, and the formulation should include highly condensed sentences such as "one achievement, two experiences, three measures", or short sentences such as "short, flat, and fast" that can summarize the characteristics of work in one word.

Once, Yuan Zhentian regarded the article "strengthening team building is the guarantee of progress" as one of the work guarantees, but the former secretary-general insisted on taking this article as work experience. Yuan Zhentian had revised the manuscript several times and finally lost control and had arguing with the former deputy secretary-general.

Thinking of his past experience, Yuan Zhentian looked at Hou Weidong's refreshing and clean smile and asked carefully: "Secretary-General Hou, do you have any objections to me?"

Hou Weidong was a little puzzled. He said, "In the original place, I appreciate your excellent work. What opinions can I have?"

Yuan Zhentiandao: "This, this, I think it's too dull to summarize the year-end."

Hou Weidong almost laughed and said, "Lao Yuan, how many years have you been there?"

"It's been almost ten years."

"It's no point always staying in the office. Do you want to change a place?"

Yuan Zhentian had long wanted to be transferred to the real power department, but he did not expect that Hou Weidong would take the initiative to mention this matter. Happiness fell from the sky, which caught him off guard. He said: "I am willing to serve the Secretary-General. Under the leadership of the Secretary-General, I have a happy work and a bright future."

Hou Weidong changed the topic and said: "In the future, the year-end summary, Lao Yuan should not take care of it yourself. You have more important things to do. It is more important to do three things well than writing articles."

Yuan Zhentian went out and remembered what he said. He slapped himself in the office with annoyance and said, "Yuan Zhentian, Yuan Zhentian, Hou Weidong handed everything to his mouth, and you didn't even seize the opportunity."

Because a question and answer were wrong, Yuan Zhentian was extremely disappointed and got angry with his subordinates in the office. When he got home, he had a fight with his wife. In the middle of the night, he stared at the ceiling, but couldn't sleep, so he woke up his wife and told him about this.

His wife said speechlessly with her mouth half open, and after a while, she said, "You are a lump. Go to Hou Weidong tomorrow, no. If you don't go to look for it tomorrow, give me a gift first, and then go to him."

Yuan Zhentian said: "I have already said that I am willing to work under Hou Weidong."

"Hammer, you intellectuals are suffering from face. It is better to wipe off your face and hurt your self-esteem than to hold on here." Yuan Zhentian's wife swears.

Yuan Zhentian hesitated: "The world is like a crow, and Hou Weidong did not mention the specific unit. If I transfer me to a worse unit, it would be a stone to shoot myself in the foot."

Yuan Zhentian's wife said in a daze: "You are the fate, forget it, don't think about it, sleep, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

"I'll go out to have a bowl of noodles."

Yuan Zhentian’s wife said, “Don’t eat garlic, you speak stinky.”

Yuan Zhentian was particularly disappointed and said, "Do I not even have the freedom to eat garlic? I want to eat it."

Compared to Yuan Zhentian's caution, Hou Weidong entered another level of life. After get off work, he received a call from Chu Xiuhong, who took Yan Chunping to meet with Zhou Changquan and Chu Xiuhong to have supper in Shazhou Impression.

Hou Weidong had frequent contact with Xiong Dawei's people during this period. After thinking about it, he decided to adopt a strategy of unchanging response to changes, and only act as a spectator in urban transformation and try not to do anything.

He is the deputy secretary-general of the provincial government. If he does not interfere in the urban transformation of Lingxi City overestimate his ability, he may die very ugly. And even if he wants to intervene, he does not have a suitable entry point.

More importantly, the attitude of the provincial leaders is very ambiguous. He will not be so stupid that he cannot see the situation clearly.

After entering Shazhou Impression, Old Xing'an was waiting in front of the horse and behind the horse. After dinner, he came to the elegant room full of bonsai. Hou Weidong looked at the facilities inside and joked: "Old Xing, your facilities in these elegant rooms are not good, why don't you change them? You can't bear to pay, and you can only get output with investment."

Since the opening of the Shazhou Impression of Old Xing, Hou Weidong has been a regular customer, and many of the customers he brought have become repeat customers. Old Xing has been very considerate in serving Hou Weidong. At this time, he heard the joke and said embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to change it, but I bought all the tables and chairs, but all this area needs to be demolished, so the walls were not reinstalled, otherwise it would be wasted."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Changquan asked, "Does all this area need to be demolished? When will it be demolished?"

"It will be demolished before the Spring Festival, and all this area will be demolished without leaving a single room." Old Xing said worriedly: "I don't know if there will be such a good location in the future."

Hou Weidong paid attention to Zhou Changquan's expression, but Zhou Changquan was expressionless. He asked, focused on playing cards and said, "Today, Hou Weidong and I will play against Xiao Chu and Xiao Yan. You two have to work hard to beat us."

Double-buckles have been Zhou Changquan’s most important hobby in recent times. After ten days and half a month, he asked Hou Weidong to come out and play a few games.

While playing cards, Hou Weidong looked at Zhou Changquan's somewhat relaxed bags and said to himself: "Governor Zhou is old. He will bring me into the provincial renovation of urban village projects. Maybe it's just a gesture. I have to think clearly about this matter and never understand the mistakes."
Chapter completed!