The Audi driver is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is wearing a half-cashmere coat with a delicate texture. His beard is shaved and his head is meticulously combed, and he looks mature and steady.

After all, it was from a provincial agency, and even the drivers have such an image and good temperament.

Guo Xiaohai tore open a pack of Jiuwu Supreme and handed over one.

"Oh, good cigarette." The driver took it and his face suddenly felt warm: "Thank you, Mr. Guo."

The driver's surname is Lu, and he is a small car driver from the General Office Bureau.

"Well, don't call me that. Brother Lu, where is it? I don't know what's going on. Just call me "Brother." Guo Xiaohai said hurriedly.

Lao Lu smiled: "I dare not, it's all spread. Standing Committee member Gu personally talks to you. How can he be wrong? If you enter the General Office in the future, maybe it's my immediate boss."

Lao Lu was reserved and conscientious, so he kept silent after he finished speaking. In comparison, Lao Wang, the driver of Qingshan Township Government, was too late.

"Brother Lu, how many people are there in the General Office?" Guo Xiaohai asked.

"Oh, if Secretary Dan is not counted as full-time secretary of each leader, there will be one, two, three, and only more than twenty people."

Puff! Guo Xiaohai almost spurted, "How many leaders have full-time secretary?"

"Essential Governor or above, they basically have full-time secretary."

Guo Xiaohai immediately felt like he fell into the vast sea of ​​people and didn’t know that he could only make a comeback in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

The car quickly entered the solemn provincial party committee compound and drove directly to Building 1, which was standing with flagpoles and red flags. He waved goodbye to Lao Lu, and when he entered the building, he received a call from Tang Xiaozhou. He was now following Sha Ruijin to inspect outside.

"Mr. Gu's office is on the west side of the third floor. After going up, you will be in the first office. There will be a secretary to take you. Remember, you must be steady. These old agencies are confused in their words. Pay attention to understanding the intentions in the conversation. Second, do not express your opinions blindly when encountering problems." Tang Xiaozhou explained.

When we arrived at the third floor, the first large office had a door open. As soon as we reached the door, a young man wearing glasses came over and smiled enthusiastically, "You are the mayor of Guo Xiaohai."

Only when Guo Xiaohai, a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, entered the provincial party committee compound, did Guo Xiaohai deeply feel his humility.

"Several leaders are reporting on work, please wait a moment." Little glasses said politely, but it also made people feel the arrogance inside. A little girl next to her had already brewed a cup of tea, which made Guo Xiaohai quite flattered.

After waiting for a while, Glasses seemed to answer a call in the inner room, and came out to make a gesture to Guo Xiaohai, and took him inside.

The wide security door had no door signs on it. The glasses knocked gently, then unscrewed the door handle, walked in, and whispered: "Secretary-General, Guo Xiaohai is here."

Then he dodged and retreated. Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but pull his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the room.

The door was gently closed behind. Guo Xiaohai saw that the room was not big. There was an office desk next to the window in front, and a happy tree behind the table. There was a person sitting on the chair of the big class. His big head was round, his head was sparse, and his head was not tall. However, it made people feel a sense of oppression. This is the official power produced by long-term official experience.

The office desk and chair and the row of bookcases behind me have good textures and appear calm and solemn. It seems that they are solid wood. In front of the desk, there is a pedestal with a photo of the person above, and the following three words: Gu Haiyang, and down there is a line of small words: Please supervise.

Style construction has always been on the way, and the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee is no exception.

Gu Haiyang was holding a pen and modifying a material. On the sand opposite him, a man in his forties sat with his waist straight and his knees in his hands, stretching his head respectfully. Seeing Guo Xiaohai, the man nodded and smiled.

Guo Xiaohai hesitated whether he should shout and introduce himself. The man stretched out his hand to him and pointed at the sand beside him.

Guo Xiaohai walked over and sat down respectfully as a man. The room was quiet, but the feeling of oppression in his heart became more and more depressed as the silence and time went by.

Finally, Gu Haiyang sat up and took off his reading glasses, "Old Zhu,"

"Oh, Secretary-General," the man named Lao Zhu immediately said happily, looking very attentive and enthusiastic.

"I think this is OK, so I will do it according to the plan you have planned," Gu Haiyang said, drawing a big circle on the document in his hand, and then wrote a few more strokes.

"Oh, okay, Secretary-General, don't worry, the bureau will implement the spirit of this provincial party committee plenary session!" Old Zhu said with some excitement, and quickly got up and took the materials handed over by Gu Haiyang with both hands.

"Yeah," Gu Haiyang raised his head and looked at Guo Xiaohai, "Oh, you're Xiao Guo,"

"Yes, Secretary-General Gu, I am Guo Xiaohai," Guo Xiaohai said respectfully.

"Oh, you're from that... that..." Gu Haiyang frowned.

"Oh, I'm from Qingshan Township, Yiyang County, Jingzhou City. I'm now studying in the Youth Cadre Class of the Provincial Party School." Guo Xiaohai said hurriedly.

Gu Haiyang said "um" and began to look down at the material on the table again. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Guo Xiaohai with a sharp look, and said majestically: "Do you know why you talk to you today?"

Under such a powerful look, most people may have to be trembling with fear, but Guo Xiaohai knew that this was a means, a method commonly used by the superiors. As mentioned earlier, during the Stalin period, Comrade Stalin was an extremely awesome person. According to legend, once the Chairman of the Music Association of the Soviet Union was using a cheerful tone to report to Comrade Stalin on the list of musicians to be awarded. Comrade Stalin never spoke, buried his head in the table and wrote something on it. Later, he suddenly looked up and looked at the Chairman coldly, but he didn't say anything.

The chairman gradually couldn't hold on in this gaze. His two trembled and finally peeed his pants. He was immediately dragged to the room next to him by the guards on guard, and then scrubbed and sent it back.

It can also be seen that more than one two comrades who were scared by Comrade Stalin to pee their pants, have formed a conventional routine. Of course, this is related to the totalitarian environment at that time, but it is indeed a small way to demonstrate their official power in the officialdom.

Guo Xiaohai looked at Gu Haiyang with no humility and arrogance, then lowered his eyes and said, "Secretary-General, you are busy talking to me. It is your love for me and the organization."
Chapter completed!