"Long, do you want me?"

      Dai Yubin raised his head and was already in tears.

     Xue Xiang hurriedly grabbed a roll of paper and stuffed it into his arms, "You are so young, why are you like a woman? You are so young, you are so big, why are you like a woman? You cry and wipe it clean quickly. You are just thinking about something, always teach you a little experience, just let you learn a lesson, and you didn't say you're going to drive you away. Besides, you are not my personal character, can I still care about your generation? Sooner or later, you will be separated! Don't think about it randomly, work hard, and sooner or later, you will become a great person. In addition, you must remember what I said just now. Don't think about complicated people simply. No one is a fool."

    As soon as Xue finished speaking, the door of the office was knocked on two thuds. Xu Weiguo, Secretary General of the Municipal Party Committee, stood outside the door gently, and said with a smile: "Mayor Xue, at 9:30 in the morning, in the No. 1 conference room, Secretary Cao presided over the meeting of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee to discuss the preparations for Yunjin Cinema and some personnel arrangements for some notifications. Please attend the meeting on time."

     Xu Weiguo went, Dai Yubin, who wiped his tears, stared at his red eyes, and said, "Long, I bet, this meeting was for Director Jiang. When we got together yesterday, Director Jiang had already said that Secretary Cao had criticized him twice in a row when he was holding his mistakes and asked him to make public reviews at a later city economic work conference. Now he was impatient to convene a standing committee meeting to discuss personnel issues. It is clear that he should fight quickly and take us off guard. However, at yesterday's party, Secretary Qi and Mayor Xie and others had already communicated. With the precautions, it was not so easy for Secretary Cao to succeed."

     At this moment, Dai Yubin no longer cared about persuading Xue Xiang to give up the idea of ​​leaving Dejiang, because the battle is crucial and failed. Even if Xue Xiang is still in Dejiang, he is afraid he will not be able to turn things around.

     This is what happens in the power field. It is important that the world and the world come together. Heroes are not free at the same time.

     If there is a general trend in hand, even if the wind is strong and the waves are high, it will be smooth sailing. On the contrary, if the general trend is over, thousands of troops will be piled up and one blow will definitely be defeated.

     At present, Secretary Cao Da is watching Jiang Fangping, but in fact he is trying to eliminate the general trend of his parents.

    In theory, if a municipal party secretary has the power of personnel, he can basically control the political situation of a place. If he controls the financial power again, he will be able to speak out and follow the law and have great power.

    , but there was an exception in Dejiang. Now Cao Li has mastered the power of personnel and financial affairs, but he has not yet mastered the political situation of Dejiang.

    The reason is that Xue Xiang's success has created a general trend, which has attracted the minds and morale of the people in all aspects of Dejiang's political arena. The guards are outside Xue Xiang, forming a powerful power field, fighting against the authority in Cao Li's hands.

      Once Secretary Cao succeeds and successfully wins Jiang Fangping, the general trend that Xue Xiang controls will naturally collapse.

     The subsequent results are not found.

      After Dai Yubin said, Xue Xiang smiled and said, "Since you have discussed it, why are you still talking to me? I'm just waiting to watch the show. I believe this drama directed by Director Jiang Da will not disappoint me. I believe in your ability!"

        As he said, Mr. Xue went to the outsider.

    Xue Xiangfangxing went out. Dai Yubin chased after him and shouted, "Long. Meeting Room No. 1 will walk from the left."

     Dai Yubin almost thought that his parents were confused and even the direction of the conference room was reversed.

    Clinker. Xue Xiang continued to move forward without looking back and said, "I'm going to the mail room, I have my email."

     Dai Yubin was wondering when he could still take care of the emails. Then, he became confused. Aren’t the usual emails taken by himself? What’s wrong with this time?

    ………………

     When seeing off Xu Weiguo who came to inform the meeting, Huang Si turned back to the bookshelf, took out a roll of wide white paper from a low grid, walked to the edge of the desk, spread the paper, and then moved out a small green box from the side cabinet below the desk. When he opened the box, the four treasures in the room were lying neatly.

      Huang Si first spread the wide white paper flat on the growing desk, and used paperweight to keep it in. He lifted up his sleeves, poured water into the exquisite inkstone, grind ink, picked up a wolf hair on the pen holder, covered with ink, and then wrote on the wide white paper.

    He wrote carefully. A brush in his hands seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds.

    The pen tip is pale and slow, neither fast nor slow. After about twenty minutes, only twenty characters fell on the wide white paper. Looking closely, the twenty characters have different structures and different brushwork, either slanting or lying, crooked or standing, or regular script, running script, or cursive script. Each character has its own characteristics and different shapes. However, those who are proficient in calligraphy are shocked. It turns out that these twenty characters are all Chinese characters, quiet!

     Huang Si performed this trick, which was like Wang Xizhi's calligraphy in the past, with the word "zhi", which was different.

     "Okay, okay, I never thought that Mayor Si was still a great calligrapher who was hidden in the Qing Dynasty. The rice paper of the Qing Dynasty, the famous inkstones of Shezhou, and the wolf hair of the Western Regions were all good things. What's even more rare is that these wonderful words really do not insult this house. Tsk tsk, these twenty "quiet" words can be compared with the calligraphy saints of the past."

     At some point, Qiu Yue arrived near the desk.

     , however, when the voice of Qiu Yuejin, Huang Si's pen tip shook, and the last hook of the twenty-one word "jing" suddenly slanted and drew far away, and a good "Jing Shu" was destroyed.

      Huang Si put down the wolf's hair and looked at Qiu Yuejin in annoyance, but he was just a little sick.

     It was because a good book was interrupted by Qiu Yuejin and he was ruined.

     After all, the office has never been a suitable place to practice writing.

     Hair Huang Si just calmed down his mind, so as to cleanse his mind, concentrate his soul, and accumulate the last spiritual power for the curtain that is about to be opened.

     Originally, he wrote down twenty quiet words, and his thoughts that were chaotic due to the sudden arrival of Xu Weiguo had gradually subsided, and the ancient well was gone.

      He thought that he had reached a state of cultivation, which was enough to meet the upcoming challenges.

    , Qiu Yuejin suddenly broke in and said a little, causing him to break the tip of his pen.

     From this point of view, he, Huang, is still not at the level of realm. If he really reaches the wonderful state of the ancient calligrapher, how could he have suddenly suffered from the sudden intrusion of Qiu Yuejin?

    Qiu Yuejin smiled and said, "Si Mayor, although practicing calligraphy is a relatively elegant thing. It can cultivate one's character and cultivate sentiment, but for those who are officials who have become officials, they still practice less. I have heard this saying that the origin of calligraphy is because the ancients and officials were unsatisfied in their careers and had no other hobbies, so they began to work hard on various items. Just like that, you practice calligraphy, I practice calligraphy, and calligraphy was born."

    "I also heard that someone specialized in statistical research. In a unit, the more unsuccessful the person, the better his writing is. Why? Because I have more free time and have no place to spend. What can I do if I don't practice calligraphy? From this point of view, practicing fonts reflects a decadent thought of the officials. So, if you don't practice this word in the future, you should work hard and try hard to move up. Besides, based on the current situation, you think that the mayor is afraid that he will be too busy in the future and will not be able to do it, so you will not have the time to practice calligraphy."

     Huang Si said, "Although Yuejin's words are unreasonable, they also have a meaning of one or two. My word is really a hobby I lost when I was doing odd jobs in the Provincial Party Committee Office earlier. Since calligraphy is not suitable for me, I should be my official steadily."

       As Huang Si kneaded the rice paper full of quiet words into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and took the teapot on the table, and led Qiu Yuejin to sit on the sofa in the reception area, "What? Yuejin, you will also attend this meeting?"

    Quo Yuejin is no longer as good as before. Although he cannot stretch his majestic map in Yunjin, he was heartbroken because of the two cold swords from Mr. Xue last time, Qiu Yuejin was heartbroken, but he did not dare to be careless. Instead, he followed the rules and nailed it to Yunjin honestly, and at least made a qualified rubber stamp so that Mr. Xue would not let him catch the missed and then fabricated it.

     Therefore, if it were not for an emergency, Secretary Qiu Shanshan would not dare to leave the jurisdiction.

    This time, when I saw Qiu Yuejin coming, I thought of the upcoming Standing Committee meeting notified by Xu Weiguo, Huang Si could not guess that Qiu Yanei's arrival was probably related to the Standing Committee meeting.

     Although Qiu Yanei is just a department-level cadre and is not qualified to attend the Standing Committee meeting, when it comes to issues regarding Yunjin Cinema, the Municipal Party Committee No. 1 wanted to invite Qiu Yuejin, Secretary Yunjin, to attend so that the situation can be understood at any time, which is natural.

    As a matter of fact, Qiu Yuejin smiled and said, "Look at what you said, Secretary Cao has made great achievements and a decisive game in the world. How can I go without me?"

    "To achieve great success, can you decide the world?"

      Huang Si chewed these two words silently, and a trace of worry flashed between her eyebrows.

    Qiu Yuejin accurately captured Huang Si's emotional changes and asked with a smile: "What? Mayor Si, you seem to be a little lacking in confidence."

     Huang Si glanced at Qiu Yuejin and said, "Yuejin, don't talk about me, are you more confident in your heart?"

     Indeed, Huang Si was a little confident in his heart. Even if Cao Li had the upper hand and held the veto power of the municipal party secretary, it was a situation of victory and failure. No matter from any angle, he would have won this battle. But for some reason, Huang Si was still unsure, and a few rays of haze flashed from time to time, shaking his thoughts.

      was also because of the difficulty of worrying, and his heart was ups and downs. He was not afraid of the turbulent emotions and confused his mind. Huang Si had no choice but to lay paper and ink in this office to practice his spirit with his pen. (To be continued)

    

    

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