September Chapter 34.

The temperature dropped sharply, friends remember to add a coat.

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Hou Weidong and Xiaojia were talking at home. Xiaojia received a call. She picked up her cell phone and looked at the number. She felt unfamiliar, so she answered the phone and asked, "Hey, hello! I am Zhang Xiaojia, may I ask you..."

A strange and familiar voice came from the phone, "Sister Xiaojia, I am Zhao Xiaojun. Today I went to the Construction Department to do business. I went to your office and didn't see you."

Xiaojia was surprised when she received a call from Zhao Xiaojun and said, "Oh, it's Zhao Xiaojun, are you okay with me?"

Zhao Xiaojun said politely: "Sister Xiaojia, are you at home? I want to come to my house."

"Wait." Zhang Xiaojia covered the microphone and said to Hou Weidong: "Zhao Xiaojun is coming."

Hou Weidong didn't react for a moment and said, "Zhao Xiaojun, which Zhao Xiaojun?"

"It's Zhao Xiaojun, the son of Zhao Yongsheng, who works in the Shazhou Construction Committee."

Hou Weidong then remembered this person. Zhao Yongsheng and Zhao Xiaojun had been sealed in their memory for a long time. He couldn't mention it at this time, and he really didn't react for a while. He heard that Zhao Xiaojun was coming to his house, so he said, "He is here to find you, I don't care, you can arrange it yourself."

Xiaojia thought for a while and said, "We used to be colleagues, and now we are all building systems, so please ask him to come." After she reported the house number to Zhao Xiaojun, she hung up her mobile phone.

Hou Weidong asked curiously: "What is Zhao Xiaojun doing?"

"Be the section chief of the Shazhou Construction Committee."

"What did he ask you for?"

"An old friend who has worked in the past should be nothing to sit at home."

Hou Weidong had a lot of experience in this area and said, "This is your friend. If he wants to come, he can just sit there. I am not so domineering, but he will not go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and he should have something to do."

Xiaojia said: "It must be that the drunkard is not about wine. I am a little white soldier in the construction hall. He is looking at me openly, but in fact he is coming to find you, but he is different from his father, a very sensible young man."

"I am not the kind of narrow-minded person. His father Zhao Yongsheng is also pretty good. He is a very capable grassroots leading cadre. After so many years, I have long stopped resenting him. Moreover, it is a blessing that the misfortune of the enemy is not as good as Zhao Yongsheng. I would not be like me, Hou Weidong. Before Zhao Yongsheng passed away, I went to the ward to see him,"

Xiaojia took Hou Weidong's arm and said, "Honey, I really can hold a boat in the prime minister's belly. I'm also worried that you don't want to see Zhao Xiaojun because of Zhao Yongsheng."

The couple talked for a while and the doorbell sounded. Hou Weidong took a look at the time and said, "It seems that Zhao Xiaojun was able to find our house accurately, but it seems that it was not a visit by the way. It should be a special visit."

Xiaojia has been the leader’s wife for many years and is very aware of the leader’s wife. She walked towards the door and said, “It’s all from Yi Yang. If you can, please help me.”

After opening the door, Zhao Xiaojun stood at the door and said politely: "Hello, Sister Xiaojia! Don't disturb you."

Xiaojia said, "Why do you say so many polite words? Come in quickly."

When Zhao Xiaojun entered the house, he looked at the decoration of Hou Weidong's house. The color tone in the room was very stable and there were almost no bright colors. The furniture was simple. He often went to the construction site when he worked in the Construction Committee. He was a little interested in the decoration industry. He glanced with his eyes and found that although Hou Weidong's house was not Zhang Yang, they were all very high-end.

Zhao Xiaojun then followed Xiaojia into the living room. Hou Weidong sat on the sofa and did not get up. He just said, "Zhao Xiaojun, I haven't seen you for many years, sit down."

Zhao Xiaojun is also thirty years old and has gained a little weight. His figure, hairstyle and facial features are very similar to Zhao Yongsheng. Hou Weidong felt a little dazed, as if he had seen the young version of Zhao Yongsheng. He leaned against the sofa and said, "Zhao Xiaojun, is he still in the Shazhou Construction Committee?"

Zhao Xiaojun sat on the sofa with only half of his butt, straightened his waist and replied somewhat restrainedly, "I am still working in the Shazhou Construction Committee and the section chief of the Construction Management Section."

Hou Weidong smiled and said, "This is a real power department."

Seeing Hou Weidong laughing, Zhao Xiaojun breathed a sigh of relief and spoke freely, saying, "Secretary-General, I've been visiting you rashly, causing you trouble."

"I am your father's subordinate. Don't be too polite. We all came from Shangqinglin."

When Zhao Xiaojun rang the doorbell, he still struggled.

The cadres promoted by the Shazhou Municipal Construction Committee in recent years are all people with backgrounds. Among the people he knows, Gao Zhiyuan, the director of the National People's Congress, has retired and cannot help. Only Hou Weidong, deputy secretary-general of the provincial government, is the most powerful. However, Hou Weidong has some conflicts with his father Zhao Yongsheng. Because of this, he has never come to find Hou Weidong in recent years. This time he encountered a critical period of adjusting cadres. If he missed the opportunity, he would waste several years. He gritted his teeth and even if he was coldly treated by Hou Weidong, he would try this path. As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival was over, he came to explore the way with a box of mooncakes.

Zhao Xiaojun sat for a while, chatted about some people and things in Qinglin Town, and then left politely.

Hou Weidong did not try to keep him. He stood up from the sofa, shook hands with Zhao Xiaojun, and said, "Let's go slowly, I won't send you off."

When he came to Hou Weidong's house, Zhao Xiaojun was thinking of treating the dead horse as a living horse. However, Hou Weidong sat on the sofa with a relaxed expression, but there was invisible pressure that made him breathless. When he left, he still did not express his thoughts.

Xiaojia and Zhao Xiaojun have both worked in the Shazhou Construction Committee, and their relationship is much easier. They sent Zhao Xiaojun to the door. Zhao Xiaojun glanced at the living room and whispered: "Sister Zhang, I have something to tell you."

Xiaojia has been the leader’s wife for many years and often sees Zhao Xiaojun’s expression. She is not surprised by her, and she said, “We are old friends for many years, so it doesn’t matter if we have any words.”

Standing at the door, unable to explain his own affairs in a word, Zhao Xiaojun wanted to speak but stopped and said, "It's too late tonight, I'll tell Sister Zhang another day."

Xiaojia was soft-hearted and saw Zhao Xiaojun's expression and said, "Then I'll send you out and talk while walking."

Half an hour later, when Xiaojia came back, she entered the door, first went to the bedroom to see her sleeping daughter, and then came to the study.

Hou Weidong was sitting in the study and reading a book. This is an "Introduction to Finance". Without new job changes, his position is still the director of the Provincial Financial Office. Too much a layman will always affect decision-making. As long as he doesn't drink at night, he will read business books in the study.

After Xiaojia entered the door, Hou Weidong did not look back. He asked: "Zhao Xiaojun has been the section chief for many years, do you want to move?"

Xiaojia said: "Zhao Xiaojun is an authentic professional. He has been the section chief in the Construction Management Department for several years. He has nothing to do with him and he can't move his position."

Hou Weidong put down the book and turned around. He said, "Zhao Xiaojun is also around 30 years old. The Construction Management Department is an important department of the Construction Committee. If he has a few more years of experience, he will naturally be promoted."

Xiaojia hugged Hou Weidong from behind and said, "Husband, Zhao Xiaojun is only two years younger than you, and he is already thirty-one. He comes from Qinglin Town at least. You have a good relationship with Ning Yue. Just help him this time. Well, good husband. Please help."

Zhao Xiaojun's situation is very common in the agency. He is a business cadre with a certain foundation. If he is lucky or someone speaks, he can reach the deputy department level after a few years. However, if there is no one in the widow sleeping, or if his luck is bad, he will become an old section chief after a few years. The possibility of promotion is very small.

For Hou Weidong, this matter was a trivial matter. He could speak for Zhao Xiaojun, and he could not say anything at all. He did not express his opinion easily, saying, "I'll find an opportunity to take a look."

Putting things temporarily is an important working method for a leader. Doing so can avoid decision-making mistakes caused by rash statements, let time tell the truth, and time can also smooth out the other party's resentment or increase the other party's gratitude. These techniques are like Lingxi Cuisine. The best way to use them lies in the careful experience, without specific and rigorous formulas.

After Xiaojia arrived in the living room, Hou Weidong continued to read. After a while, he heard Xiaojia greeting in the living room, so he put down the book and arrived at the living room.

"Look, what is this?" Xiaojia opened the mooncake box and took out a stack of banknotes from it.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, when guests come to their homes, they always have to deliver some mooncakes. Xiaojia always opens the box and checks what other things there are in the box besides the mooncakes. This is also the knowledge she learned when she was the wife of the county party secretary.

Hou Weidong looked at the thickness and said, "It's 10,000 yuan. Zhao Xiaojun has also learned these tricks."

Xiaojia put the money on the table and asked, "Husband, what should I do about this?"

"If you want to buy a department-level cadre with money, it will be too little. If you give mooncakes to see a friend during the Mid-Autumn Festival, this gift will be too heavy." Hou Weidong has always disliked collecting money, so he would never charge this money, so he took the exam for Xiaojia and said, "You agreed to Zhao Xiaojun, so you can do it."

"It's so irritating to collect this money, and I'm so despised everyone." Xiaojia kept in mind Huang Ziti, Liu Chuanda and Kong Zhengyi's lesson, and was still scared of collecting money, saying, "I don't want to collect this money, so I'd better let Zhao Xiaojun take it back."

"You have collected money and done things, Zhao Xiaojun must thank you. If you return the money to him, it will make him embarrassed. Maybe he will hate you for this matter. You must also pay attention to skills when refunding money."

"I will definitely return this ten thousand yuan to him." Xiaojia pulled Hou Weidong's arm and said, "Husband, you really need help with Zhao Xiaojun's affairs. I rarely beg you. This time I beg you, okay?"

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the couple went to bed to rest. Hou Weidong opened his eyes and his mind turned to Zhu Yan again.

"It is definitely a good thing for me to be the Minister of the Provincial Party Committee Organization. I must be calm and explore Zhu Yan's tone first."

He thought again: "If I go to Maoyun, will I go or not?"

"I have never been the top leader of the municipal level. When I arrived in Maoyun, the organization should let me be the mayor, the mayor, and then the secretary of the municipal party committee. I am also a forty-year-old. At that time, the situation in the province will change greatly. As the secretary of the municipal party committee of Maoyun, can I have the opportunity to rush to a provincial position?"

"Zhu Yan became the director of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department as Secretary of the Maoyun Municipal Party Committee. What's wrong with people?"

"There is no matter that the eight characters are still there, so why do you have to be so self-indulgent? Now when you sleep, there must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, so why bother to worry about it?"

When he got up in the morning, Hou Weidong was doing burp burps in the gym. The cell phone that was placed aside rang. When he looked at the number, he really wanted Cao Cao to arrive. This was the call from Zhu Yan.

Hou Weidong did not mention the matter of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Minister. Before the Provincial Party Committee officially announced it, the matter should be kept confidential. He rashly said it and betrayed Du Bing. He said: "Secretary Zhu, what instructions do you have?"

Zhu Yan smiled and said, "Where are there so many instructions? Besides, you are the leader of the provincial government and I am a cadre of Maoyun City. It should be the superior department who issues instructions to the subordinate departments."

Hearing that Zhu Yan was so relaxed, Hou Weidong knew that things must have been nailed down and was almost certain to win. However, when he called so early, there must be important things to talk about. He still maintained the tradition of a secretary. If the leader didn't say it, he would not ask. He just said gossip: "I wish Secretary to maintain the good habit of getting up early. I must learn from you and keep exercising."

Zhu Yan quickly expressed his intention and said, "Wei Dong, if you don't have big arrangements on Sunday, come to the old man's house and let's fish together."

Hou Weidong said: "If there is nothing particularly important, go to the old man's house on time on Sunday. When will the old man do cataract surgery? I am more familiar with the Provincial People's Hospital. If I need to run, tell me." Hou Weidong was not familiar with the Provincial People's Hospital before, but because his mother Liu Guangfen was hospitalized, he dealt with the leaders of the hospital. Recently, the Provincial People's Hospital wanted to expand, and he helped coordinate funds and land. Now he is very familiar with the heads of the Provincial People's Hospital.

Zhu Yan said: "Jiang Yuxin is responsible for the hospital. If there is anything, I will find you again." He emphasized: "On Sunday, come here early and call Xiao Jian and Zhang Xiaojia over together so that the children can also get in touch with nature."

After venting the phone, Hou Weidong thought, "Zhu Yan is rushing to find me, what can I do?" Thinking of this, he thought of the pollution of the gold mine of Qingda Group again, and his heart was beaten up, and he thought, "Did Zhu Yan intend to let me go to Maoyun? He asked me to go over and help him clean up the mess so that things would not get worse."

Thinking of this, Hou Weidong felt that things became a bit tricky.

In his original career plan, he thought of working in three important cities: Lingxi City, Shazhou City or Tiezhou City. Maoyun's economy has developed rapidly in recent years, but after all, the total amount is small, and from the perspective of the whole province, it is not a particularly important blessing land. Over the years, Maoyun's leaders have not yet served as the leader of the provincial party committee and government except Zhu Yan. As long as the main leaders of Lingxi City, Shazhou City or Tiezhou City do not make principled mistakes, most of them will work in the province.

He thought again and thought that being able to become mayor of Maoyun is a step forward after all. If he is picky, maybe there will be no such store after passing this village.

"I don't want to do it anymore. On Sunday, I will naturally know Zhu Yan's true intention."
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