"Chief, 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 kid, you are such a big man, why are you like a woman? You cry and wipe it clean quickly. You are thinking about something random. I will teach you some experience and let you teach you a long lesson, but I didn't say I'll drive you away. Besides, you kid is not my personal belonging, can I still care about you for the rest of your life? Sooner or later, you will be separated! Don't think about it randomly, work hard, and you will become a great person sooner or later. 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 Laosan finished speaking, the door of the office was knocked on two thuds. Xu Weiguo, Secretary General of the Municipal Party Committee, stood gentle outside the door with a woolen coat, and said with a smile: "Mayor Xue, at 9:30 in the conference room of No. 1, 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 notification of some personnel arrangements. Please attend the meeting on time."

Xu Weiguo went, Dai Yubin, who wiped his tears, stared at his red eyes and said, "Chief, I bet that this meeting was for Director Jiang. When we got together yesterday, Director Jiang had already said that Secretary Cao had criticized him twice for his mistakes and had also 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 and had a precaution. 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 now and failed. Even if Xue Xiang still stayed in Dejiang, he would be unable to make up for the situation.

This is what happens in the power field. It is important that the world and the world come together, and the 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, the sails will be smooth. On the contrary, if the general trend is gone, thousands of troops will be piled up and one blow will be defeated.

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

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, he will definitely be able to speak out and follow the law. The power is great for nine heavens.

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 victory has created a general trend, which has attracted the minds and morale of the people in all aspects of Dejiang's political arena, guarding Xue Xiang's periphery, forming a powerful power field, fighting against the authority in Cao Li's hands.

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

The subsequent results can be seen without asking.

After Dai Yubin finished speaking, 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 that the show you and Director Jiang Da will not disappoint me. I believe in your ability!"

As he said that, Xue Laosan walked out of the door.

Xue Xiangfangxing went out, Dai Yubin chased after him and shouted, "Chief, the No. 1 conference room is from the left."

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

Clinking the ingredients, Xue Xiang continued to move forward without looking back, and raised his hand and said, "I'll go to the mail room, I have my email."

Dai Yubin was extremely puzzled. When did he still care about the emails? Then he became confused. Aren’t the usual emails taken by himself? What’s wrong with this time?

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Seeing Xu Weiguo who had come to inform the meeting, Huang Siwen folded 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, he lay neatly inside the four treasures of the study.

Huang Siwen first spread the wide white paper on the grown-up desk, and then used paperweights to keep it clean. Then 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 was extremely careful when writing. A brush in his hands seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds.

The pen tip is paused, neither fast nor slow, 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 slanted or lying, or 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 Siwen performed this trick, which was like Wang Xizhi's calligraphy in the past, with one hundred characters "zhi", and each of them was different.

"Okay, okay, I never thought that Mayor Siwen was still a great calligrapher who was hidden in the depths. The Xuan paper of the Qing Dynasty, the famous inkstones of Shezhou, and the wolf hairs of the Western Regions were all good things. What's even more rare is that these wonderful words really do not insult this set of study. Tsk, these twenty "quiet" characters are simply comparable to those of the calligraphy saints of the past."

At some point, Qiu Yue arrived near the desk.

However, when the voice of Qiu Yuejin's speech, Huang Siwen's pen tip shook, and the last hook of the twenty-one word "jing" suddenly slanted and drew far away. A good book "Bai Jing Shu" was destroyed.

Huang Siwen put down the wolf's hair and glanced at Qiu Yuejin in annoyance, but his heart was so frustrated that he was extremely frustrated.

It was because a wonderful book was interrupted by Qiu Yuejin and he was destroyed.

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

Huang Siwen just calmed his mind and calmed his mind, so that he could calm his mind and accumulate the last spiritual power for the curtain that was about to open.

Originally, after writing down twenty quiet words, 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.

But Qiu Yuejin suddenly broke in and said a little, and then he suddenly turned his pen tip.

From this point of view, Mr. Huang's realm is still not. If he really reaches the wonderful realm of ancient calligraphers, how could he have suddenly suffered from the sudden intrusion of Qiu Yuejin?

Qiu Yuejin smiled and said, "Mayor Siwen, although practicing calligraphy is a relatively elegant thing. It can cultivate one's character and cultivate one's nature and sentiment, but for those who are officials and officials, I have learned this saying that the origin of calligraphy is because the literati and doctors in ancient times were unsatisfied in their careers and had no other hobbies, so they began to work hard on various documents. Just like that, you practice calligraphy, and I practice calligraphy, and calligraphy culture was born."

"I also heard that someone has done 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 perspective, practicing fonts reflects a decadent thought of our officials. So, it's better if you don't practice this word in the future. If you work harder and work harder, you should try your best to move up. Besides, based on the current situation, Mayor Siwen is afraid that you will be too busy in the future and you will not be able to work hard, so you will not have the time to practice calligraphy."

Huang Siwen 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 he said that, Huang Siwen 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?"

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

Therefore, if it weren't for an emergency, Secretary Qiu Shanshan would never dare to leave the jurisdiction.

This time, when seeing Qiu Yuejin arrive, thinking of the upcoming Standing Committee meeting notified by Xu Weiguo, Huang Siwen 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.

Sure enough, Qiu Yuejin smiled and said, "Look at what you said, Secretary Cao has made great achievements and a decisive plan in the world. How can I go without me?"

"To achieve great success, can we conquer the world?"

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

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

Huang Siwen glanced at Qiu Yuejin and said, "Yuejin, don't talk about me, are you full of confidence in your heart?"

Indeed, Huang Siwen felt a little lacking in confidence. 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, this battle was definitely won. But somehow, Huang Siwen was still unsure in his heart. From time to time, a few rays of haze flashed across his mind, shaking his thoughts.

It was precisely because of the difficulty of worrying, my heart was undulating, and my emotions were not afraid of turbulence that Huang Siwen had to lay paper and ink in this office to practice his spirit with his pen. (To be continued...)
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