Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"No, Feng Lei, let me think about it first." After Zhang Yang's excitement, he suddenly thought of the news he had just received, thinking that if things went wrong, even the boss would be in trouble. Could it be that this was the future he arranged for himself before he left? Or was it that he made this decision in order to repay his reminder? At this moment, Zhang Yang was a little confused.

"Okay, I still have to do something the boss asked me to do first. Anyway, Mr. Secretary-General, don't even think about escaping this meal, hahaha. It's a good thing you're here, so you can keep an eye on it for a while while I'm going to the Organization Department." Yin Fenglei laughed and stood up. In his opinion, Zhang Yang's performance should be due to excitement and excitement.

Zhang Yang just stood there blankly, at a loss as to what to do, watching Yin Fenglei slowly leave.

Was Feng Sizhe really trying to arrange the political situation in the capital province after he left? Or was he doing this to thank Zhang Yang?

Of course not. At this moment, he was sitting in the office, closing his eyes and thinking about the message sent by Zhang Yang.

Feng Sizhe certainly would not make this decision impulsively. Promoting a cadre from a full-time department to a deputy minister is no joke. Not to mention that the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department cannot make a decision on this matter, and it has to be reported to the Z Organization Department. Just to say that his personality is not the kind of person who would do stupid things impulsively. But he finally made this decision, which can only prove one thing, that is, he has thought about the causes and consequences, and the pros and cons of doing so.

Indeed, Feng Sizhe had already made up his mind to remind Zhang Yang to take up the post of Secretary-General of the Provincial Government. He had even informed Miao Zihan when he returned to Kyoto this time. It was just a promotion of a Deputy Secretary-General, and he had not mentioned this matter to Miao Lao. He just told Miao Zihan, the younger generation, who was the Deputy Secretary-General of the General Office of the Organization Department, that it was completely fine.

In Feng Sizhe's opinion, if the Capital Province government wants to work as one, whether it is facing major events that will happen in the near future, or facing future reconstruction work and the economic development of the entire Capital Province, it needs a government secretary-general who can fully cooperate with it. Now it seems that Zhang Yang is undoubtedly one of the most suitable candidates.

It can be said that Feng Sizhe had thought of this decision a long time ago. After hearing Zhang Yang's report just now, he just brought this matter up in advance. Taking advantage of the Provincial People's Congress, he also needed to make arrangements on the provincial government side.

Of course, Feng Sizhe did not deny that this was also to give Zhang Yang confidence, and it also sent a signal to everyone, that is, he, Feng Sizhe, is still strong now. Even if many of you unite to deal with me, I am not afraid at all and I will do whatever I should do.

But from the bottom of his heart, is Feng Sizhe really not afraid at all? Of course, this is impossible. The move made by Tang Jian and others can indeed threaten him personally. If things really happen as they say, it is conceivable how big a blow it will be to his career. Can a cadre who is not qualified when he is elected as a governor have a future? Will such a person be reused in the future? With this stain in the file that can never be removed, Feng Sizhe can imagine that his future is probably just this. Even if he works hard, he can only work in other provinces at most, and at most he can only work as a secretary and cannot rise any further.

There are many capable people in the central government. Feng Sizhe will not be arrogant enough to think that the earth will not rotate without him. Without him, the society will still progress and develop.

Tang Jian and others' moves did put a lot of pressure on Feng Sizhe, and even a sense of hatred arose in his heart. He thought about the Central Investigation Team headed by Rong Zuguang who came to Ducheng Province not long ago. He used his connections to receive and handle the situation well. But how long has it been since then? Even the members of the investigation team haven't left yet, and these people want to attack him. Are they ready to kill him after he has done his job? Aren't these people's methods too quick?

Of course, this angry thought did not stay in Feng Sizhe's heart for long. As a rational person, a person with big dreams and ambitions, he would not let hatred fill his mind. What he should think about now is how to solve this matter, not who to fight back against or who to attack, which is something to be done later.

His mind was spinning rapidly. In a short while, Feng Sizhe had thought of many things. He thought that what Tang Jian and others did was not only harming him, but also pitting Xu Chaoqi. Maybe they could use this opportunity to unite the two of them? Also, should he implement the move he had been thinking of? Since Tang Jian was so aggressive, he should also fight back in time.

Several coping methods and even some subsequent practices flashed through his mind, and then Feng Sizhe picked up the phone and dialed a long string of numbers. When someone answered the phone, he said, "Hello, I'm Feng Sizhe, please answer the call from my grandmother, Old He..."

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Today is only the 14th day of the first lunar month, and the annual holiday is still on. As the provincial SW secretary, Xu Chaoqi has been on duty for several shifts in a row, and now he finally has a day off.

He was sitting at home watching TV. This was a rare free time for him. However, this wonderful scene did not last long. After a while, the phone rang.

As soon as he heard the phone ring, Xu Chaoqi showed an unhappy look. Who is this? He didn't even let himself have a good rest during the New Year. Although he thought so in his heart, he still picked up the phone and said, "I'm Xu Chaoqi, who is this?"

"Boss, I'm Wu Xin." The voice of his secretary, Wu Xin from the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, came from the other side.

"It's Wu Xin. What's the matter?" Hearing that it was his secretary, Xu Chaoqi's expression improved a little. After all, this was one of the people he trusted the most.

"Boss, something big has happened. I just got a piece of news. It's like this..."

As Wu Xin repeated what he said, Xu Chaoqi's face turned ugly. After he finished speaking, he immediately asked, "Is this reliable? Is it true?"

"Boss, it's absolutely reliable. I've asked several people to confirm it, and they all said they received such calls. You see..." Wu Xin would certainly not lie to Xu Chaoqi, as it would not do him any good.

"Okay, I got it." Xu Chaoqi actually had no doubts. Since Wu Xin dared to make this call, how could it be possible that there was no certain truth in it? It's just that he really couldn't expect Tang Jian and others to be so cruel that they actually dared to bring up Feng Sizhe's campaign for governor. If this really happened, it is conceivable that Feng Sizhe would not have an easy time. But as the secretary of a province, the central government will definitely hold him accountable. Without a sense of the overall situation, a sense of coordination, and the ability to control a province, how could he be competent as a secretary? It is better to take him down as soon as possible.

To achieve his current position, Xu Chaoqi has no idea how many years of hard work and how much he has paid for it. He will not watch himself fall like this.

"Hateful." Xu Chao got up and sat on the sofa, saying angrily. Tang Jian and his men were not targeting Feng Sizhe, but him as well. Did they hate him too? Did they want him to step down? That's right. If he stepped down, there would be a vacant position for the secretary, which would be a good thing for Tang Jian and his men.

At this moment, Xu Chaoqi was in a state of confusion, even more so than Feng Sizhe who was working in the provincial government not far away. At least Young Master Feng still had a background and such deep connections. Maybe he couldn't stay in the capital province, but he could still stand up again in other places. But what about him? He didn't have any strong connections there.

It is conceivable that if Tang Jian really accomplished what the result would be, no matter what others said, at least Xu Chaoqi would be finished. That's why he was so angry.

Xu Chaoqi, who could no longer sit still, stood up and sat down again in his living room. After thinking for a while, he walked to the phone and dialed a number, but the call was hung up halfway through.

Originally, he wanted to call Ji Quanyong to report this matter. He didn't believe that Tang Jian and his people were confused, and Ji Quanyong was also confused. But when he thought about such a big thing, how could Ji Quanyong, as the director of the Provincial People's Congress, not know about it? Maybe this matter was instructed by others, so after thinking about it, he didn't hang up the phone.

Xu Chaoqi knew that he had not really listened to Ji Quanyong since he became the secretary, especially the last standing committee meeting that was convened when Ji Quanyong was not at the provincial government. It was estimated that Ji Quanyong had already taken note of it. Now Director Ji might also intend to force him to step down. If that was the case, what was the point of him making this call?

The more Xu Chaoqi thought about these things, the more he wandered around the living room like a headless fly. At this moment, his doorbell rang.

The aunt at home had already walked out and opened the door, and then the voice of the younger brother Xu Chaoying was heard, "Aunt Xu, is my brother here?"

Aunt Xu was the housekeeper in charge of food and hygiene at Xu Chaoqi's house. She knew the master's brother, so she immediately replied, "Yes, Secretary Xu is watching TV in the living room."

"Oh, okay, I'll go in by myself." Xu Chaoying said as he changed his shoes and came to the living room.

As soon as he entered the living room, Xu Chaoying saw his brother and immediately asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

At this time, Xu Chaoqi's face looked very bad indeed. When he saw his younger brother coming in, he immediately said, "It's Chaoying, come and take a seat." At this time, he really needed other people's opinions.