Rebirth of the Rising Sun

The breakfast at the guesthouse was just like what Wang Hong said, it was really fried dough sticks and tofu pudding. It looked a bit simple, but the fried dough sticks tasted really good. Feng Sizhe liked it after just one bite. In addition, he had just finished his morning run and needed to replenish some heat. After a while, Feng Sizhe ate six fried dough sticks and two tofu puddings. Seeing Feng Sizhe was so hungry, Wang Hong was of course very happy. If the leader likes your breakfast, it is actually an indirect affirmation of your work.

Zheng Guang beside him also smacked his lips. It was good to be young. He ate as much as he ate in three breakfasts. Of course, Zheng Guang also saw one thing from this, that is, Feng Sizhe did not seem to be difficult to get along with. The breakfast was very ordinary, even simple, but he still ate so much. This was enough to prove that this person was not only an easy-going leader, but also a young man who did not like to find fault with trivial matters, and was not a spoiled young man from Kyoto as others said.

Feng Sizhe never thought that eating breakfast would cause so many opinions from others. He was just a little hungry. In addition, he only drank alcohol last night and didn't eat much. When he saw the fried dough sticks, he was attracted by the price. He ate one or two more than usual. After eating the fried dough sticks, Feng Sizhe wiped his hands with a towel beside him, then looked at Zheng Guang and said, "Director Zheng, this is my first day at work. You are more familiar with the county government than me. You have to take me to get to know everyone and get familiar with the environment, okay?"

Although the leader was asking for his opinion, Zheng Guang knew that this was just a kind of respect for him. He was the director of the government office, and what Feng Sizhe said just now was exactly within his job scope. Of course, he would do his duty. He immediately stuffed the half-eaten dough stick into his mouth, and then muttered, "Please rest assured, County Magistrate Feng, just tell me where you want to go and what you want to know. I will arrange everything for you."

"Oh, OK, OK, Director Zheng, eat first. Eat first. Haha." Feng Sizhe was very satisfied with Zheng Guang's attitude. Maybe it was because his position as a leader made him obey him, but no matter what, his attitude still looked very sincere. This made him very satisfied.

Although Feng Sizhe said this with a smile, Zheng Guang knew that in the officialdom, it is not about age, but about rank. As a member of the county party committee and the executive deputy county magistrate, the second-in-command of the county government, he was already full. Although he wanted to eat another fried dough stick, he had to give up the idea immediately. "I'm full." He stretched out his hand and stuffed the remaining fried dough stick into his mouth at a speed that could be reported to the Guinness World Record.

Seeing that the small piece of dough stick had not been swallowed yet and was still stuck in Zheng Guang's mouth, Feng Sizhe laughed. It was difficult to say anything about his behavior. Maybe it was a kind of respect for himself, or maybe it was a habit that he had developed naturally after years in the officialdom. In short, he couldn't say anything. If he said too much, it would be a bit of a self-depreciation. Although Feng Sizhe didn't want to communicate with others in a high-profile manner, a leader is a leader, and he still had to maintain the demeanor he should have, otherwise he would be looked down upon by others.

"Okay, now that Director Zheng has finished his meal, take me to the county government. I came to Dahu County to work, and I have to get into work mode as soon as possible." Feng Sizhe's words were neither light nor heavy. In fact, this seemingly superficial sentence did convey a message, that is, he is here to work, not to waste time. By the same token, he likes people who work down to earth, not followers who only flatter others.

Regardless of whether Zheng Guang understood this sentence or not, he nodded solemnly, then stood up and made a fairly acceptable gesture of invitation to Feng Sizhe.

Under the guidance of Zheng Guang, Feng Sizhe officially stepped into the building of the county party committee and county government. Dahu was just an ordinary county town. As Feng Sizhe thought, the county party committee and county government were all in the same building, but the county government team was on the second floor, and the county party committee people were on the third floor.

Feng Sizhe's office is next to the county magistrate's office on the second floor, not far from the stairs. The office is about 30 square meters, which is not small for a department-level cadre. There is also a small room outside, which seems to be reserved for the secretary. The room is full of brand new tables and chairs. Behind the big chair is a huge bookshelf embedded in the wall. The bookshelf is already filled with various books. Feng Sizhe nodded with satisfaction. It can be seen that before he arrived, the Dahu County Party Committee had started to renovate his office after getting wind of it. Maybe because it was too hasty, the smell of the new paint on the bookshelf has not completely dissipated.

Seeing Feng Sizhe's good complexion, Zheng Guang hurriedly whispered, "Hey, County Magistrate Feng, are you satisfied with this bookshelf? We heard that you came back from studying abroad, so we knew you must like reading very much. For this reason, before you came here, the county party committee and the county government unanimously decided to build a special large bookcase for your office, so that it will be more convenient for you to read any book you want."

Feng Sizhe was already very satisfied looking at the bookshelf, and after Zheng Guang's explanation, he smiled with even more satisfaction, "Very good, the county party committee leaders are really worried about this. Not bad, haha."

"Haha, as long as County Magistrate Feng is satisfied, that's all." Zheng Guang smiled when he saw Feng Sizhe's sincere smile. Before Feng Sizhe came, he was worried that this talented student who graduated from a prestigious foreign university would be arrogant and look down on him, a country bumpkin with no high education. But after seeing Feng Sizhe's performance today, he put his mind at ease. This young man is still very humble, and more importantly, he seems to have a good temper. This is good. It will be much more convenient to work with him in the future, and it won't be so troublesome.

While Zheng Guang was still analyzing Feng Sizhe, he spoke again. "Very good, I am satisfied with the layout of this office. Excuse me, where is the office of County Party Secretary Sun? I want to thank the leaders for their kindness to me." Because Zheng Guang had just introduced that the office of County Magistrate Fang Xianzhi was right next to his house, he did not ask about County Magistrate Fang.

"Oh, Secretary Sun is in the second room on the right on the upper floor. There's a house number on it. Haha." Zheng Guangji explained enthusiastically. After all, the director of the government office is the steward of the government. As long as he can satisfy the leaders of the county government, that's enough. He has done his job well.

"Okay, I'll go see Secretary Sun now." Feng Sizhe knew that in the officialdom, there was a saying that county officials were not as good as county managers. No matter how big your background was or how capable you were, if you couldn't get along well with the top leader, your work would not go smoothly in the future. Maybe you could use your background to suppress him, but if he compromised, it would be fine. If you push him too hard, he would not care about your way of doing things, which would be very troublesome. After all, if a county party secretary did not make a big mistake, it would not be easy to take him down. Besides, Feng Sizhe's background might have some power in the military, but it was indeed out of reach in the local area.

Feng Sizhe himself has a vigorous and decisive personality. After looking at his office with Zheng Guang, he walked to the third floor. Because it was early in the morning, although the distance was not far, he still saw seven or eight colleagues shuttling between the corridors and stairs. Some of these people were in their thirties, some in their forties, and some in their fifties. It can be said that all of them were older than Feng Sizhe, but it was inevitable that everyone saluted after seeing Feng Sizhe, showing a very respectful attitude and letting the leader go first.

Feng Sizhe is not a young man in his early twenties. His mental age is already in his forties, and because of some experiences in his previous life, he may be even older. Seeing this scene today with such a mental age, he certainly would not feel nervous. If he did, it would be because he had a new understanding of the leadership. Just because you are a deputy county magistrate who has entered the Standing Committee, so many people respect you, or even fear you. What about the deputy mayor, deputy governor, governor, or even national leaders? How many people will be behind each of them to cheer for them? If this leader is dedicated to the people, the public, and the country, then it is fine, and it is a blessing for the country. But if he has selfish motives, I don't know how many people will be affected.