Excellent little farmer

I sighed secretly, and just seeing the attitude of these two guys relying on their old age, I threw away the previous idea of ​​​​consolidating the Zhou system. Before I was in a high position, that kind of idea was undoubtedly extremely ridiculous.

I touched the teapot, filled the two of them with tea, and poured myself a cup. Instead of drinking the tea, I took out the business card and handed it to them respectively.

Deputy Director Zhang took the business card with a smile, glanced at it, frowned slightly, stared at me in surprise and said, "Secretary Ye? Are you making rapid progress?"

Cai Wenjie also squinted his eyes, read the business card carefully, and said thoughtfully: "It's really amazing. There are not many county party committee secretaries like this in the whole province. Secretary Ye is young and promising, and has a bright future. "

I felt proud, but I concealed it skillfully. I just smiled modestly and said with a sincere expression: "No, I am still young and inexperienced. Please take care of me in the future."

Deputy Director Zhang put the business card away, took out a gold-plated business card and handed it over. The smile on his face became more friendly, and he said with some emotion: "Xiaoye, youth is the greatest asset. When I was in Lifeng County, He became the county magistrate at the age of thirty-eight, and he was still the youngest magistrate in Lifeng County. Nowadays, everyone is talking about rejuvenating cadres, but I didn’t expect that he would be so young. It’s unimaginable.”

I frowned slightly, hearing the sourness in Deputy Director Zhang's words, but I didn't pay too much attention to it. I just smiled lightly and looked at the business card handed over by Deputy Director Zhang. Only then did I know that Deputy Director Zhang's His name is Zhang Mingbo, and he is currently the deputy director of the Department of Culture. However, he vaguely remembered that Zhang Mingbo seemed to be the deputy director of the Department of Construction. This must have been adjusted. The Department of Culture of Jiangzhou Province has always been Qingshui Yamen. , naturally cannot be compared with the Department of Construction.

Cai Wenjie also handed over his business card. I took it and looked at it, but my heart jumped suddenly. By coincidence, Cai Wenjie was transferred to Minjiang City, but his transfer was even less than ideal. Now he is only in Minjiang City. Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission.

Originally, with Cai Wenjie's qualifications, if he worked for a few more years, according to the past practice in Jiangzhou officialdom, he would probably be transferred to the Provincial Du Inspection Department as the Standing Deputy Prosecutor General. But now that he has left Yuzhou, on the surface, it is an external job. Member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee is a horizontal transfer, but in fact, Cai Wenjie is no longer what he used to be in terms of the power he holds and his development prospects.

I put away my business card, glanced at Cai Wenjie calmly, picked up the tea cup, blew a few breaths, and muttered: "Secretary Cai, the team of Minjiang City has changed a lot. My old superior, the Provincial Department of Transportation, Deputy Director Shi was also transferred and is now the executive deputy mayor."

Cai Wenjie'Hmm! With a sound, he took out a cigarette from his coat pocket, lit it and took a few puffs, then puffed out the smoke and said with a smile: "Secretary Ye, there is no problem with Huai'an's team, it's just a normal work adjustment. Mayor Shi is the provincial The Transportation Department is a well-known strong woman, we have dealt with her before, and her working ability is still very strong. When she comes to Huai'an City this time, she should be able to implement the provincial party committee's intentions well and grasp the local economy."

After he finished speaking, he wiped the cigarette from his fingers, took a sip of tea from the cup, squinted his eyes, and sat back on the sofa, seemingly closing his eyes to rest and not speaking anymore.

Zhang Mingbo turned sideways, glanced at me with interest, and said with a smile: "Secretary Ye, how old are you this year?"

I took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said with a smile, "Twenty-seven years old."

Zhang Mingbo'Oh! ' He made a sound, raised his hand to touch his hair, and said with a smile: "My fat girl is twenty-eight, you are only one year apart. Secretary Ye, do you have a girlfriend?"

I was immediately stunned and quickly said with a smile: "Yes, we have a good relationship. She is now working in the capital."

Zhang Mingbo sighed with some regret, crossed his legs, squinted his eyes, patted the armrest of the sofa gently, and said with a half-smile: "Yes, I am twenty-seven, I must have a girlfriend. I got married early back then." , I got married at the age of twenty-five, but today’s children always have too high expectations. Erya has been with several friends, but they just refuse to get married.”

I pretended not to hear, smiled slightly, and lowered my head to drink tea. After a while, I reached into my jacket pocket and took out a box of red pandas. I put it on the coffee table, took one out and put it in my mouth, and played with it a few times with a lighter. After lighting it, he took a puff, put the lighter on the cigarette case, and slowly blew out the smoke and stopped talking.

Cai Wenjie opened his eyes at this time, glanced at me, turned his head, put his mouth to Zhang Mingbo's ear, and whispered a few words. Zhang Mingbo stared at me, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, and nodded slightly. , said in a low voice: "No wonder, it turns out to be like this, yes... I have seen that child, a very beautiful little guy, and Secretary Zhou dotes on her very much."

From the expressions of the two people, I can definitely guess that Cai Wenjie must know what happened between him and Zhou Jingwen. Sure enough, after Cai Wenjie finished speaking, Zhang Mingbo's expression was a little unnatural, and his eyes turned from me Moved away, first touched his hair, as if he suddenly remembered something, raised his hand and looked at his watch, frowned and muttered: "Why hasn't Secretary Guoyong arrived yet? He usually comes early, Lao Huang, what's going on?" Why don't you make a phone call to urge me?"

As soon as I finished speaking, the doorbell rang. I quickly stood up and walked quickly to open the door. After the door opened, I saw Li Guoyong walking past with a middle-aged man. Although the man was wearing casual clothes, I could still identify him. It was Xiao Yong, the deputy director of the Yuzhou Municipal Bureau. However, the two of them were not familiar with each other before and couldn't talk to each other, so they just nodded and regarded it as hello.

Among these people, Li Guoyong undoubtedly had the highest prestige. After he came in, he took off his leather coat and hung it on a hanger. He came to the sofa and sat down. Cai Wenjie and Zhang Mingbo both bowed unconsciously, and Zhang Mingbo collapsed. He handed over the cup of tea and said with a smile: "Secretary Guoyong, how did that happen last time?"

Li Guoyong took a sip of tea, put down the cup, snorted, shook his head slightly and said: "The boss asked me to tell you to stabilize for a while, and not to consider transferring people to Huazhong for the time being."

After hearing this, Zhang Mingbo showed disappointment in his eyes, smiled, and then sat on the sofa with a gloomy face and stopped talking.

Li Guoyong looked at it, frowned, turned to look at me, with a rare smile on his face, and said in a gentle tone: "Are you familiar with it?"

I smiled and nodded, and said softly: "We've been chatting for a while."

Li Guoyong put away his smile, lit a cigarette, and said thoughtfully: "There are still a few people who cannot survive this period of time. You will be able to see them gradually in the future, so you must get familiar with them as soon as possible."

My heart moved slightly, I looked at Li Guoyong in surprise, nodded, and solemnly said: "Okay."

Xiao Yong smiled next to him and said, "Secretary Li, are you still following the old rules?"

Li Guoyong snorted, waved his hand slightly and said: "It's still eight laps. Last time my luck was too bad, this time I want to make up for it."

After hearing this, Cai Wenjie chuckled, threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, and said with a smile: "Secretary Li, in my opinion, I still want to treat you to this meal tonight."

Li Guoyong rolled his eyelids and snorted: "Not necessarily, I have foreign aid."

Cai Wenjie smiled, pointed at me and said, "Secretary Li, the foreign aid you are talking about is not Secretary Ye, right?"

Li Guoyong nodded and said calmly: "I have read his report letter, saying that Ye Qingquan, the county party secretary, has average work ability, but he is good at playing mahjong and is a veritable victorious general."

After hearing this, several people laughed. I looked embarrassed, rubbed my nose and said with a smile: "Secretary Li, this joke is a bit big."

Li Guoyong snorted, rolled up his sleeves, and said in a low voice: "You know whether it's a joke or not, but fortunately, you didn't put the money you won in your pocket. Otherwise, we wouldn't be sitting here talking."

I frowned, took a puff of cigarette, and smiled helplessly.

At this time, Xiao Yong had already called the waiter and set up a mahjong table in the living room. The four people sat at the table and screamed! ' I shuffled the cards, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, pulled up a chair and sat behind Li Guoyong, watching him play cards.

As expected, Secretary Li's poker skills were terrible and his playing style was extremely bad. After two rounds of cards, he lost more than 300 yuan. However, his playing skills were excellent. He only grunted a few times when he paid. Apart from that, there are no other abnormal behaviors. Unlike Zhang Mingbo, he was complacent and boastful after winning a few games. After losing a game, he dropped the cards with a clanking sound, revealing his true colors on the card table, without any hint of understatement. The extraordinary demeanor of senior leaders and the difference in brand quality are eye-catching.

In the first few rounds of cards, Xiao Yong was extremely lucky, and he was very excited. While playing cards, he told a few jokes, causing laughter on the card table. After the laughter, Zhang Mingbo made a big mistake. After playing a card, his mood suddenly became depressed. He raised his head and glanced at him, and said angrily: "Xiao Bureau, haven't you been repaired by Fan Minzhe recently? How can you be so happy? Seeing how happy you are, you can't close your mouth from ear to ear."

Xiao Yong smiled enigmatically and said softly: "He has taken sick leave recently to recuperate elsewhere."

Cai Wenjie's eyes lit up, he quickly played a card and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Ju, what's going on? He's been locked up?"