Rebirth of the Rising Sun

The next morning, Feng Sizhe got up from bed, changed into the sportswear he brought from Kyoto, and ran out of the Dahu County Party Committee Guesthouse. Morning exercises were basically his compulsory homework. He always believed that if a person wanted to do great things, he must first have a good physique. Otherwise, he would be like Zhuge Liang, who had a lot of strategies but was unable to use them.

The air in the early morning was very fresh, especially in Dahu County where there was no heavy industry at all. The air there was many times fresher than that in Kyoto. Breathing the fresh air, Feng Sizhe spread his legs and jogged easily to the edge of the beautiful lake. Here he leaned against the willow tree, stretched his legs, exercised his body, and then slowly walked back.

Dahu County was not very big at the moment. To put it bluntly, there were only two relatively prosperous streets, and the rest were convenience streets with little popularity or even no business. Seeing that the county was somewhat lifeless and could not display its original spirit, Feng Sizhe sighed and felt that the task on his shoulders was a long way to go.

When I jogged back to the Dahu County Guesthouse, I saw a man in his fifties with a slightly bald head and a woman in her thirties who were already looking anxiously at the gate. It was not until they saw Feng Sizhe appear here that they jogged over.

"Oh, County Magistrate Feng, you scared me. I came to the guesthouse to look for you this morning, but I didn't expect you had already gone out. I'm unfamiliar with the place. What should I do if something happens?" As soon as the bald man saw Feng Sizhe, he took a few quick steps to greet him.

Feng Sizhe had seen this man last night and clearly remembered that he was Zheng Guang, the director of the Dahu County Government Office. When he saw his nervous look, Feng Sizhe laughed, first extended his hand to the other party and then said with a smile, "Director Zheng, I'm fine. I just felt that the air in the county town was good, and I slept well last night, so I got up early and thought about going out for a run to exercise my body, hehe."

"Oh, haha, it turns out that County Magistrate Feng has the habit of jogging in the morning." Zheng Guang forced a smile and shook hands with Feng Sizhe, then turned back and scolded the middle-aged woman beside him who was quite pretty, "Director Wang, I'm telling you, County Magistrate Feng will temporarily stay in the county guesthouse now, and you will arrange his food and accommodation. If anything else happens in the future that makes people dissatisfied, I'm sorry, don't blame me for reporting it to my superiors."

"Yes, Director Zheng, I understand. In the future, we will arrange for someone to serve County Magistrate Feng. His affairs are the affairs of all the staff of our guesthouse. We guarantee that the leader will be satisfied." Director Wang looked at the serious Zheng Guang and quickly made a guarantee.

"Okay, okay, I just came out for a run, nothing will happen, and you guys don't need to make a fuss. Come here, Director Wang, right? Let me introduce myself. My name is Feng Sizhe." A big hand stretched out to the middle-aged woman.

"Ah, County Magistrate Feng, hello. My name is Wang Hong, and I'm the director of the Dahu County Guesthouse. If you have any questions in the future, just let me know. Your needs are our needs, and your satisfaction is the greatest achievement of our work." Wang Hong obviously didn't expect Feng Sizhe to be so approachable and so young. Feng Sizhe was almost carried back last night, and she didn't see it. Of course, she also heard from others that the new deputy county magistrate was very young, but that was just a rumor after all. But until now, she realized that this was not young at all, but quite young.

"Haha, Director Wang, you are too polite. Just treat me as an ordinary person living in the guesthouse. I can do the usual things myself." There was no other way. Yesterday, the director of the county party committee office quietly told him before drinking that the house he was supposed to live in in the county party committee compound was occupied by an old comrade in the county people's congress. It would take a few days to convince him, so he had to live in the county guesthouse first. But when Feng Sizhe heard that the old comrade had to move because of his arrival, he immediately waved his hand to object. In the spirit of respecting the old comrade, he agreed to live in the guesthouse. He even said that he was alone and had no family to follow him, so it didn't matter where he lived. Let's talk about the housing issue later.

Li Yi Ge was of course very happy that Feng Sizhe could understand the work of the County Party Committee Office in this way. He nodded quickly to express his gratitude. At the same time, he also pointed out that he would work with the old comrades to try to get Feng Sizhe to live in the County Party Committee compound as soon as possible. After all, being able to live in that compound was a symbol of status.

For this reason, Feng Sizhe knew that he would have to trouble Wang Hong in the future, so he was very polite to her. In fact, with Feng Sizhe's attitude towards women, he still had the most basic courtesy, which was far from being like the locals in Dahu County, who even had a serious idea of ​​favoring boys over girls. As long as a woman was, no matter how high her status was, she would never be as strong as a man.

Feng Sizhe's politeness left a good impression on Wang Hong. In order to express her welcome to County Magistrate Feng, she hurriedly said that the guesthouse had asked someone to buy fried dough sticks and tofu pudding, and welcomed County Magistrate Feng to taste them and give his opinions. Of course, she would not forget to invite Zheng Guang, the director of the government office next to her.

Zheng Guang was very perceptive. He didn't know how Feng Sizhe would view this matter, so he did not immediately agree to Wang Hong's invitation, but turned his gaze to Feng Sizhe.

As the executive deputy head of Dahu County, Feng Sizhe is the second in command of the county government. As the director of the county government and the steward of the county government, he is in charge of himself. Facing the leader who is in charge of him, of course, everything should be based on the leader's ideas. Although it is just breakfast, Feng Sizhe should not refuse to invite himself, but some things cannot be taken for granted, but must be said by the leader to count.

Feng Sizhe could naturally sense Zheng Guang's cautiousness and the eyes that were constantly on him. He thought it was just breakfast, but Zheng Guang knew how to highlight his leadership position. It must be said that he was indeed a subordinate who made people feel comfortable. "Well, since we're here, Director Zheng, let's eat together. I guess you came to see me so early, you must have not eaten."

"Ah, if the leader tells me to eat, I eat. If the leader says I didn't eat, then I didn't eat." Director Zheng smiled and followed Feng Sizhe's steps into the county guesthouse.

These words reminded Feng Sizhe of a couplet. The first line said that if you can do it, you can do it. If you can't do it, it's okay. The second line said that if you can't do it, you can't do it. I guess this is the standard for leaders to evaluate the work of their subordinates. In fact, some people had their own principles before entering the officialdom, but after entering the officialdom, they realized that many things were not as the teachers said in school. If you want to get up from the bottom in the officialdom, the first thing you have to do is to get the appreciation of the leaders. Only when someone appreciates you, can others see the work you do. Otherwise, no matter how much you do, no one will appreciate you, and it will be in vain.

This is the principle that if the leader says you can do it, then you can do it, and if you can't do it, then it's fine. It seems that Zheng Guang is well aware of this principle.