"……………………Chief, within three years, Xiaoshan Port will definitely be fully completed. By then, Xiaoshan will be the new economic engine of the entire southern Liaoning. This is all created by the chief. The county party committee has already discussed and approved it. When the Xiaoshan Port is completed, the county party committee will write the head of the head, and remember the origin of the port!"

Before Xue Xiang was transferred from Xiaoshan, Chu Chaohui was arranged by him as the executive deputy director of the Xiaoshan Port Management Committee. He knew the construction of Xiaoshan Port very well, and he made a statement and explained it in detail and rigorously.

Xue Xiang was very satisfied with the hearing. He waved his hand until he heard the musical stele of the stele of the stele, "It's okay to write the stele of the stele of the stele, but I don't want to write my name. The construction of Xiaoshan Port is not a separate decision by anyone. It is the crystallization of collective wisdom of the three-level organizations of the provincial party committee, prefectural committee and county party committee. There is no need to emphasize a person in particular."

Chu Chaohui knew that Xue Xiang was a human being. Since the leader wanted to do so, he was definitely not like those hypocritical gentlemen who wanted to give in three things and give in to them, and he was willing to give in half. He really didn't want this false reputation.

Think about it, how good is his leader, who cares about this credit.

Xue Xiang said again, "By the way, why are you here? You are still not up to the standard to attend the meeting now."

Chu Zhaohui said, "It was Governor Feng who brought me here. Our regional representative is Secretary Zhou. I took a special train with the two leaders."

What a glory it was to go to Beijing with the two of you last time? Chu Zhaohui knew that this glory still came from the young leader in front of him. If he hadn't been fortunate to be his secret, how could he have had such good luck?

"Okay, Chu, you are doing a happy job, and there are people watching you above and above. But it's much better than mine." Xue Xiang joked.

Chu Zhaohui said, "No, the two leaders have very strict requirements on me. I am a slaughter."

Xue Xiang said, "That's because the leaders love you. However, you have seen it so well over the years. You have to work harder and don't let the competition continue."

Xue Xiang said the first half of the sentence. Chu Chaohui was originally a joke. In just a few years, he had already become the executive deputy county magistrate. Now Xiaoshan is no longer as good as before. Because of the expansion of economic scale, Xiaoshan's political status in Huayuan has also risen rapidly. County Party Secretary Liao Guoyou also served as deputy secretary of Huayuan's local committee. Xiaoshan's standing committee members were all upgraded to the level of director-level. He, Chu, was 28 years old and had reached the level of a full-time position. In his father's words, it was because the smoke came from the Chu family's ancestral tomb.

When Xue Xiang mentioned "Dai", Chu Zhaohui's spirit suddenly rose.

This Dai is no one else, but his Chu Chaohui's descendant, Dai Yubin, Xue Xiang's great secretary in Dejiang.

Although Dai Yubin's current level is not as good as Chu Zhaohui, it is because of his late debut. Although Chu Zhaohui has never met Dai Yubin. However, he learned from many channels through the phone that this person is highly valued by the leader and is a rare hero.

When both young talents meet, they will inevitably feel like they are competing for victory. What's more, the same identity makes it difficult for the two of them to not compete.

"I won't!"

Chu Chaohui's voice suddenly lowered.

Xue Xiangzhi thoughts and changed the topic without pointing out the problem. He asked about some old acquaintances in Xiaoshan, and as he chatted, the car stopped.

Xue Xiang looked out the window and felt that the scenery around him was very familiar. After carefully looking at the tall building with a unique sailboat in front of him, he realized that this was not the Victorian hotel of President Liu. When he was surprised, the door was opened, and a rough voice came into his ears, "Okay, Mayor Xue is a rising temper, he doesn't recognize his old friend, and he refuses to get off the bus when he reaches the place."

Xue Xiangxun looked at him, wasn't it Hu Liming? Hurry up and go forward.

The two of them held hands intimately and exchanged warm greetings for a few words. Xue Xiang introduced Zhou Mingfang, Zhao Guodong and Chu Chaohui to Hu Liming again.

It sounds like the executive of Mingzhu Municipal Party Committee, Deputy Mayor, and Zhao Guodong were simply respectful.

If you calculate carefully, Zhao Guodong, a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Executive Vice Provincial, is on par with Hu Liming. However, at this plenary session, Mingzhu No. 1 directly entered the political situation. Invisibly, Mingzhu became a new explosion point. Everyone of Mingzhu’s cadres must look up to it.

Xue Xiangdao, "Let's wait a little longer. Secretary Daolin and Governor Feng Jing from Liaodong will also arrive later."

Zhou Mingfang said, "Look at me, I'm so forgot. Secretary Chen and Governor Feng are going to attend a central symposium in the afternoon. Let me talk to you and make an appointment later."

Chen Daolin and Feng Jing are both Central Committee members, among which Chen Daolin is the successor of a certain faction. Because of Xue Xiang's relationship, he is getting closer and closer to the Xue faction, but he is also wandering outside and has a very detached identity.

Feng Jing was even the generals trained by the Xue Group. Several of the people present, Zhou Mingfang and Chu Zhaohui, worked directly under his leadership, and Hu Liming and Zhao Guodong admired him for a long time, but never met him.

At this moment, hearing that these two big guys were unable to attend the banquet, everyone was a little disappointed.

Xue Xiang saw it and smiled, "It's later. Let's have a big meal at noon. We'll go to my house tonight. They don't have such a good word. Let's take the old man's third-part, Erguotou, stinky dried zi, and peanuts."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces burst into pieces.

If you can invite you to visit the Xue family, it is not an ordinary honor. Listen to Xue Xiang's words, maybe Xue Zhengqu will show up at that time.

Zhao Guodong said, "Since we have to be tied up at night, we have to have a good time at noon. Let me remind you first. I have made an appointment with you today. I will make this. In the words of the capital, whoever robs me, who will be anxious. The Peony Hall of No. 8 has been booked long ago."

At this moment, a discordant voice appeared, "Victoria seems to have begun to lose grades, and he dares to put any smelly fish and rotten crabs in it."

Then, Zhao Guodong was pushed away. A young man with a jeans, leather jacket, and a combed hair on his back wiped him from his side, went straight to the service desk, reached into his arms and took out a golden card, handed it to the service sister, and said, "Peony Hall No. 8."

In the past, the more senior cadres were dressed in simple clothes. The group of people gathered together, and Chu Zhaohui said that the suit was the most decent, and Xue Xiang was just wearing trousers with green cloth work clothes. Zhao Guodong, Hu Liming, Zhou Mingfang either had black jackets, gray Zhongshan, or worker clothes. Such people gathered together, not like high-ranking officials, but like Chu Zhaohui, the contractor, who led a group of migrant workers to divide the work.

It is naturally not surprising that it has been criticized by some nouveau riche.
Chapter completed!