The senior management obviously had anticipated this. The choice of major personnel surgery at this plenary session was to consider the stability of the senior leadership team.

     If this time remains unchanged, the political situation will change by more than 70% of the next major change, which is undoubtedly unfavorable to the stability of the political situation.

      With the convening of the previous enlarged political meeting, the central government's intentions have been understood in the eyes of senior leaders at specific levels.

     After a period of game, six political situations are determined to retreat. Six golden thrones are the most thrilling scenery in the world, attracting countless great men to their blood.

      At a sea-dog, "Your second uncle still knows it yourself. Unlike some people who are on the scale plate, they can't figure out their own weight."

     He knew that this major personnel change in the central government, the game at the upper level had been completed long ago, and the six superior leaders, four of whom were selected by the upper level had long been confirmed, and two were the ones who were in the same position. Among them, there was Comrade Fei Lun who had talked with Mr. Xue several times. Only one remained, and was determined to be wise.

     An Zaihai didn't think he had any chance of winning this time, and his eyes had long been on the major change in two years.

     An Zaihai dared not expect too much, but someone dared to think of swallowing the sky, and Ding Shiqun was one of them.

      Recently, Ding Shiqun has been walking around the top leaders a lot. It is easy to know what his intentions are.

     The world looks down on the secretary party, disdain and is jealous of seventy-seventy-six.

      However, because the secretary party can always take the fast lane of the official career, he quickly seized the opportunity to get to power.

    Ding Shiqun is the top existence of this secretary party. An Zaihai naturally had a view of him. Now, when he heard that Ding Shiqun was in the political situation again, he was also extremely angry.

    "Second brother, old dad is awake!"

    A happy shout came from inside the house.

     Xue Lao, An snatched it inwards in Haiqi.

     "Let go, cough cough. Let go, pull these threads off from me quickly. Hurt cough..."

     A Master An, who woke up, saw the thread on his arm and really began to get manic.

    Xue Xiang hand was quick and pressed the master's struggled body first, "Master, you are such a fighter. You can still fight. You don't have to blame others. I asked someone to hang this bottle. If you want to blame me, blame me!"

     Seeing Xue Xiang, the master's eyes became much softer, and he still said unforgivable. "You little girl finally came to see you off. I didn't care about you in vain. Hurry up, pull out this needle for me. I just died of illness and don't use this thing..."

     Xue Xiang said. "Master, don't make trouble. Now, you are a patient. If you are a patient, you have to listen to the doctor. According to organizational principles, the patient is a subordinate, and the doctor is a superior. The subordinate must obey the superior. You are always an old comrade. I believe there is still this enlightenment."

    "Cough cough...hehe..."

     A Master An was so angry, "Okay, listen to your young one. Anyway, half of my life is left, so let you do whatever you want!"

     "That's right. Otherwise, I would have thought that the old revolutionary was a dignified person, and I was afraid of injections. If it spread, you really want to be famous for the ages and be remembered forever!"

     Xue did not regard Mr. An as a patient at all. How should he joke or how should he joke?

     It is his indifference and peace that has made Mr. An expand his mind suddenly, reducing the dismal bleakness of life and death, and more indifference of enlightenment.

     Director Su, who rushed over, was shocked. How much Mr. An rejected Western medicine, others didn't know, he knew best. He usually refused to take a pill, but today, he was willing to hang a bottle.

       How much is the master? I am afraid no one can force the master to act in this world. I really don’t know who the young man in front of me can do this.

     Director Su carefully checked the master's body again, lowered his head and pondered, and sighed, "My master's body is not seriously injured. As long as he hangs a few bottles of nutritional water and takes more tonics, he will basically be fine. To be honest, I have been practicing medicine for more than 20 years. This is the first time I have encountered such a situation like today. Maybe it is because the old man does not use Western medicine for many years, has strong immunity and is well-treated in his body. Once the nutrition is increased, the body functions are activated, and this miracle can occur!"

      sent away Director Su, and the sad atmosphere in the room was wiped out.

    An brothers, Zuo Chen, all told the master without hesitation to take care of himself and never get addicted to chess day and night.

     Xue Xiang took a soft pillow and raised his back for Mr. An, and said, "I guess you are always afraid of loneliness. You are just having trouble with the younger generation. It's so good to join in the fun. This habit is not good. I'm still studying at the Central School. Today, I'll delay you. It's nothing if you don't have a class, but it's delayed the party organization's training of successors in the new era. You're a little old."

    "You are so young, you are so young, you can laugh, I see if I die, you can laugh!

     Mr. An smiled and knocked Old Xue, but his expression was very good.

     A few jokes, and the kitchen brought old pickles with small grind sesame oil, and boiled them into sticky small grind sesame oil, and golden and fragrant thick steamed buns.

     Mr. Xue took the master's plate, pulled the cross table and put it on the master's camp bed. Before he put the plate firmly, Master An picked up the steamed bun, took a bite, picked up the bowl, and snored it into a big mouthful of porridge.

     A bite of warmth, the hot meal was in her stomach, the master was shocked and knocked on the bowl, "Who serves this meal today? It's amazing. If our family often eats this, I won't be able to eat?"

       said, breaking the steamed buns, picking them up, and taking a beautiful bite.

     Andai, "Who else has this ability except the old monkey spirit?"

     The impression of Mr. Xue and everyone in the venue is just four words: I can’t accept it!

    Everyone knows that when the master wakes up, he will definitely eat. He will prepare some delicacies. Only Mr. Xue disagrees with the public and asks Lao Wang to prepare this kind of thing that cannot be put on the table.

     What happened? The master was in a mess!

     What kind of brain and deep insight do you need to reach this level.

      After a meal, the spirit completely recovered. Compared with the past, although he still seemed decadent, he was ten times better than the miserable appearance of lying on the hospital bed just now.

      Put down the bowls and chopsticks, the master drank half a cup of warm water, and finally got to the point, "Tell me, what have you all discussed when I was in a daze?"

      Obviously, this is a time to test the political level of your juniors, and the master will not let it go.

     An Zaihai, Zuo Qiuming both answered, but Mr. An threw his voice to An Zaijiang, who had always been honest.

     An Zaijiang soldier has a sincere and honest temperament, and he has a lot of words. Although his words are not gorgeous, his words are plain and accurate, he expresses the previous views indefinitely.

    "Where is Xue Xiang, Xue Xiang didn't say anything?"

     Mr. An turned his head and stared at Xue Xiang, "I told you to take the lead, you didn't say a word, what does this mean?"

     Xue Xiang said, "That's because I know that you are lucky and you have a good fortune. You don't need me to do this in one go."

     A Master An said, "Then you are talking now. What are your opinions?"

    Xue Xiang said, "I have no objection. All opinions should be based on your physical condition as the criterion. After all, all strategies must be adapted to local conditions and in line with objective reality!"

     "Now I'm fine, so how should you adapt to local conditions!"

     Mr. An looked at Mr. Xue with interest and admired her with full appreciation.

     An Zaidao, "Dad, aren't you doing this too much? You are in good health and everything is the same. What needs to be adapted to local conditions, don't listen to the old horse's hindsight!"

     At this moment, the kitchen brought in again, and two servants held two wooden trays, each with a huge rice jar.

    "What's the point of making a fuss? I'm full, and I'll be over if I eat again!"

     Mr. An waved his hands repeatedly.

    Xue Xiang rushed forward, picked up the largest rice jar that looked like a small basin, and smiled, "I know you are full, but there are some people who are hungry. Don't be full and don't know that the hungry man is hungry."

      After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and buried his head to attack the rice jar. After a long snoring, Mr. Xue put down the bowls and chopsticks, poured a large glass of water, patted his belly, and followed the topic of An Zaihai, "Uncle, since you said I was hindsight, if I didn't fire this gun, I'm sorry for the name you gave me, Master, I think you should call the central government now. Two things, one is to report your condition; the other is to resolutely resign from all positions, and it is best to resign from the Central Advisory Committee as well!"

    "Puff!"

    "Ah puff!"

    "Clang!"

     An squirted a bite of rice in the sea, and Zuo Qiuming's rice bowl fell to the ground. Chen Dao sneezed and choked, and his neck was shattered.

     Only An Zaiyan didn't eat for a day, and he ate the most vigorously. The spoon and the rice jar collided, making a pleasant joy, and chewing it soundly. He didn't listen to Xue Xiang's words carefully. He didn't know what Xue Xiang said, but it was certain to put a bomb, otherwise why would this scheming position be so shocked that he even cunningly collapsed.

    "Old, what did you say? You asked the master to resign, aren't you crazy?"

     An Zaihai ignored the sad image. She glared at Xue Xiang and roared.

    If it wasn't Xue Xiang who said this, change someone, An Zaihai could directly print it on Xue Xiang's face in a porcelain jar.

     Mr. An raised his hand and poured a glass of water on An Jianhai's face, which washed away the oil on his face. "Your generation is like this. I think you are so old, you can't change your bad habits!"

     After saying that, the master stared at Xue Xiang for a long time, rubbed the empty glass in his hand and suddenly said, "Old Wang, prepare paper and pen for me, I will write a letter to the central government, and immediately report my condition to the central government!"

    "Dad, what are you doing!"

    "Dad! Thinking!"

    "Old, you are crazy, please persuade the master!"

      For a moment, An Zaihai and the others seemed to explode the nest, and were in chaos. (To be continued)

    

    
Chapter completed!