Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"What's wrong? You three haven't finished drinking yet, right? Well, let's have another drink, and then we'll do the third set of military boxing together, okay?" Feng Sizhe knew that the three soldiers had already fallen into his trap and were about to collapse. But to be on the safe side, he decided to try harder and drank three more glasses of white wine in front of the three of them.

At this moment, Feng Sizhe had already drunk twenty-one glasses of liquor in a row. One can imagine how strong this was. The spectators on the side were already terrified. They really couldn't imagine that a person's alcohol tolerance could reach such a level. Could there really be someone who could drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk?

Under Feng Sizhe's gaze, the three soldiers drank another glass each. After drinking these, they could clearly feel the alcohol in their bodies bringing them a feeling of weakness and lightheadedness. At this time, Feng Sizhe took the initiative to stand in a horse stance and prepared for the third set of military boxing.

The governor was ready, so the three soldiers had to fight. So the three of them came to Feng Sizhe leisurely, originally thinking of standing in a row, but because they drank too much, they were a little tilted even when they stood there.

"Okay, listen to my command, get ready... stand at attention... start." Feng Sizhe waited for the three to stand still, then he took the initiative to give the order, and then the others also began to move following the pace of military boxing.

The third set of military boxing was improved, and was essentially different from the first two sets. First of all, the number of moves was increased by half, to 32, and under Feng Sizhe's interpretation, the 32 military boxing moves were performed to the fullest, and many people watching could not help but exclaim.

Even under normal circumstances, a person cannot box with the clarity of Feng Sizhe, not to mention that he is an acting provincial governor. It is really rare for him to have such a good body and skills.

In contrast to Feng Sizhe, the three soldiers who were supposed to fight well were actually staggering here and there, their punches were weak, their legs were not straight, and they did not look like modern soldiers at all. What was even more infuriating was that when they were fighting the sixth move, one soldier could not stand the "special drinking culture" of drinking and moving around and fell to the ground. Then when they were fighting the twelfth move, he fell again. Even the last soldier fell to the ground only when he was fighting the sixteenth move because he could not hold on.

On the other hand, our Master Feng was not in a hurry, but slowly and elegantly finished the third set of military boxing. During his boxing, someone had already noticed that between his movements, Master Feng's body began to shed a lot of sweat. I don't know who shouted "Jiulezi!" at this time.

All of a sudden, everyone understood that the new governor was actually a drunkard. You know, people like him can drink a huge amount of alcohol, and many of them even treat wine as water. As long as they can drain the water from their bodies in time, they can really achieve the state of not getting drunk even if they drink a thousand cups.

Under the gaze of everyone, he closed his posture, stood up, and looked at everything in front of him with his eyes open. "Ah, what happened? Why did they all fall down?"

As if he had just discovered this, Feng Sizhe opened his eyes wide and looked at the three fallen soldiers. Then he raised his head and looked at Wo Lingming, "Commander Wo, you can't lead the troops like this. People always say that you train soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a moment, but why do I feel that they are unreliable? Oh, I remember now. It should be because their leader is not good. As the saying goes, only one soldier can be a failure, and this time all three have fallen, so it should be that all the soldiers are a failure."

When Feng Sizhe said this, many people present immediately started laughing.

Although Wo Lingming is a member of the Standing Committee of the Ducheng Provincial Party Committee, he is still a military man after all. He rarely interferes in local government affairs and does not have much say. Now that he has made such a fool of himself, it is natural that everyone laughs at him. Besides, the law cannot be enforced by the majority, and it is not just one person who is laughing at the joke now.

After hearing what Feng Sizhe said, Wo Lingming's face turned blue and red. In his opinion, his men had fallen into a trap, otherwise, they should still be able to drink more, and they would not be like today, where they all fell down before drinking more than two kilograms.

Yin Fenglei took the towel and handed it to the boss to wipe his sweat. After that, Feng Sizhe ignored Wo Lingming and returned to the table, holding a glass of wine and said to Qin Mu, Xu Chaoqi and others, "Thank you, thank you for the trust of the organization in me, and I hope that everyone will support me in various work in the capital province in the future. Come, for a better tomorrow for the capital, let's go."

At this moment, everyone was shocked by Feng Sizhe's unfathomable drinking capacity. Now that someone made such a proposal, it was difficult for them to refuse. After all, in name, he was the acting governor of Ducheng Province, the second-in-command. No matter whether they liked him or not, no one wanted to offend him immediately. Besides, wasn't Deputy Minister Qin Mu of the Organization Department still there?

Immediately, everyone raised their glasses in response to Feng Sizhe's call.

Although Wo Lingming was very angry, he still had to save face, so he picked up a glass and prepared to drink with everyone. Maybe in his opinion, this was the right thing to do, and it was reasonable, but when he picked up the glass, Feng Sizhe suddenly spoke, "Oh, Commander Wo, you don't have to drink, and don't drink for a year. We Communists must keep our words."

After Feng Sizhe mentioned this, some people laughed again. They had just heard about the bet and thought it was just a joke at first, but now it seemed that Governor Feng was serious.

Wo Lingming, who was holding up the wine glass, listened to what Feng Sizhe said, and his face was really blue and red. At this moment, he was eager to crawl into a crack in the ground. From this moment on, he hated Feng Sizhe even more in his heart. In his opinion, this young man had completely ripped off his face today and made him lose face, and he must avenge this hatred.

Because of the gambling, the meal lasted longer than planned. Fortunately, the meeting saved time, so the banquet ended before 1:30 pm. After lunch, everyone rested for a while and came to the Provincial People's Congress at 2 o'clock.

Ji Quanyong, the director of the Provincial People's Congress, still did not show up, so the work was presided over by the executive vice chairman of the People's Congress. Under Qin Mu's supervision, the People's Congress of Ducheng Province approved the proposal to appoint Feng Sizhe and Zheng Defu as vice governors of Ducheng Province. From this moment on, Feng Sizhe officially became a member of the Ducheng Provincial Party Committee, a member of the Standing Committee, the deputy secretary, and the acting governor.

When Feng Sizhe heard Qin Mu's announcement, he was somewhat excited. At the same time, he also secretly made up his mind to use all his energy to change the capital province, at least to change the consequences of the great disaster a few months later. In contrast, Zheng Defu, who passed the resolution of the vice governor, did not look happy at all. Speaking of the reason, it was nothing more than that he was still sleeping soundly in Yizhao's room, and it would probably be the next day before he woke up.

After seeing Feng Sizhe successfully become the acting governor of the Capital Province, Qin Mu knew that his work was done. He immediately said goodbye to Xu Chaoqi and others and returned to Kyoto on a special plane.

In front of the provincial government building in Ducheng, Feng Sizhe walked out of the car accompanied by a group of provincial government staff. He looked up at the 18-story provincial government building and felt excited. From now on, he would be the master of this place.

Fu Changyuan, member of the provincial party committee, member of the provincial government standing committee, and government secretary, personally accompanied Feng Sizhe into the building and took the elevator to the ninth floor, where the governor's office was located. The so-called "the supreme ruler" seemed to be the same everywhere in the country. The truly powerful people all had their offices on the ninth floor.

The Governor's Office was the former office of the current SW Secretary Xu Chaoqi, so the lighting and view were excellent. In order to welcome Feng Sizhe's arrival, the entire office did not make many changes, except for replacing some office supplies with a new set.

Facing this 70-square-meter office, Feng Sizhe nodded. This space is already very large for one person to work in.

"Acting Governor Feng, are you satisfied?" Fu Changtao asked Feng Sizhe in a low voice if he had any opinions.

"Very good, as long as I can work, there is no need to be so extravagant." Feng Sizhe nodded with satisfaction. Of course, he was also unhappy about the way Fu Changtao addressed him. Although it was said that his becoming the governor would not be decided until after the New Year, when the People's Congress of Ducheng Province was held, the candidate decided by the organization would generally agree to the final decision. You should know that the selection of the governor is not a differential election, but an equal election. In other words, the real candidate is him, and only him. The election is approval and recognition, which is equivalent to a set in stone. As the secretary-general of the provincial government office, his main service target is the governor, which means that Fu Changtao's main job is to serve Feng Sizhe, but now he does call himself the acting governor. Although there is nothing wrong with calling him that, it does show a problem, that is, Secretary-General Fu has not fully entered the role and he does not attach great importance to himself.

If you want to do a good job in a leadership position, then the leader must straighten out the relationships with the people around him. Think about it, if the people around you don’t take you seriously, then wouldn’t you be a failure as a leader?