After thanking Zhou Zhenglong, Xue Xiang continued: "In addition to thanking Secretary Zhou for his care, he also thanks his comrades for their trust in me. To be honest, it is my honor and my challenge to be able to work at the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy. I hope that in my future work, I can get everyone's help and encouragement. At the same time, if I do something wrong, I hope everyone will give me more advice and criticism."

As Xue Xiang finished speaking, Zhou Zhenglong took the lead in applause, and immediately there was a burst of applause. Xue Xiang smiled and greeted everyone. Suddenly his eyes were sequestering the man under the blue sword, because the man was also slapped his hands, but the palms of his hands did not intersect and touched him at all, and he was completely playing a virtual beat. Originally, this movement was obscure and stuck in the crowd, so it was extremely difficult to find out, but Xue Xiang's eyes were like a torch, and he immediately saw it...

"It seems that this Youth League Committee is also a little demon in the temple! I am just a new arrival, why is it so unhappy?" Xue Xiang drew an exclamation mark in his heart.

After the applause settled, Liu Gao, the first deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee, was next to Zhou Zhenglong's right hand. A middle-aged man in his forties looked ordinary, with his eyes very bright. Liu Gao opened the black-shell notebook and said a few words of welcome and encouragement according to the script. His voice was slow and calm, and he could not hear much. The words were very short, and it ended in about three minutes.

After Liu Gao finished speaking, Xiang Yuan, the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee, who was sitting in front of him, took the conversation and spoke up. Perhaps because he was four or five years younger than Liu Gao, Xiang Yuan spoke much passionately, and Xue Xiang was moved when he heard it. If he didn't know, he would definitely think that he was welcoming his brothers home.

More than ten minutes later, Xiang Yuan took the tail, and Lan Jian picked up the conversation and said a few words. His words were plain, and he ended with a few words of welcome and encouragement.

At this point, the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy, the first chief, third deputy chief, and four secretaries, all finished speaking. The whole meeting was basically over here, and it was just waiting for Zhou Zhenglong to say that the meeting was over.

But I knew that wind and thunder were rising on the flat ground, and the strange peaks were bulging, sitting next to the blue sword. The man who had previously applauded stood up: "Secretary Zhou, Secretary Liu, comrades. Please allow me to say a few words."

After that, the man looked at Zhou Zhenglong and Liu Gao, intending to wait for the two to agree.

Not to mention how Zhou Zhenglong and Liu Gao reacted, all twenty or thirty people on the scene looked at Xue Xiang.

Xue Xiang was frightened and thought about the man who had previously applauded, and immediately guessed that this sudden arrow must have been shot at him, but he was just a little while ago, even if he wanted to offend others, it would be too late!

Xue Xiang couldn't figure it out, it was very simple, because he didn't know the reason at all. If he knew that one carrot and one pit in the officialdom, his new carrot would have taken advantage of others' pit. I'm afraid he wouldn't think he had offended anyone else.

There is a saying in the business world that "cuts off people's wealth, like killing parents". It is also applicable to changing the word "cai" to "official".

The person who stood up was named Zhang Jinsong. He is 31 years old and is a deputy section-level cadre. He is currently the director of the Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee. Originally, the Youth League Committee wanted to be a deputy secretary this time. Zhang Jinsong ran up and down, busy and made the relationship between the school’s Youth League Committee and Liu Gao’s work. He originally thought that this time, he would be sure to be promoted to half a class and serve as the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee at the same time. However, he did not know that a big radish fell from the sky and filled in the pit he had already seen.

But if Zhang Jinsong was a person with high moral character and meritorious people, he would not have been so strong, but this big radish was actually a young boy, a school student, how could he feel?

If it was just like this, it would be fine. There was another thing that made Zhang Jinsong even more worried.

The thing is like this. The Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy has one chief, four deputy and five secretaries; four directly affiliated departments: the Youth League Committee Office, the Youth League Committee Organization and Training Department, the Youth League Committee Propaganda Department, and the Youth League Committee Evaluation and Procuratorial Department; and the League Committee Federation, the College Student Art Troupe, the Youth Volunteer Association, and the College Student Quality Development Center.

The second-level department does not talk about it, but just says that these four directly affiliated departments have some considerations. Originally, the four deputy secretaries served as the head of their own directly affiliated departments. For example, the first deputy secretary Liu Gao also served as the director of the Youth League Committee Office, Xiang Yuan also served as the director of the Organization Training Department, Lan Jian also served as the director of the Evaluation and Procuratorial Department, and the director of the Youth League Committee Propaganda Department was also appointed as the deputy secretary before the transfer, but the problem lies here.

Because the director of the Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy was assigned by the Youth League Committee within the Youth League Committee, he had to obtain the superior party committee and the Youth League Committee agreed. Zhang Jinsong was so busy that he ran away as the director of the Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee. Then Xue Xiang could not serve as a part-time position, but Xue Xiang could not be the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee. Therefore, Zhou Zhenglong was assigned to Xue Xiang in charge of the Propaganda Department just now.

If Xue Xiang knew that the propaganda minister who originally belonged to him was occupied, he would have to get angry first. But at this moment, Xue Xiang didn't know, but Zhang Jinsong thought that his deputy secretary had been occupied by Xue Xiang, so he got angry first.

Zhou Zhenglong knew that Zhang Jinsong had no good words, but he finally spoke freely during the meeting. People said they wanted to speak, but they could not block it. But Xue Xiang's face was always taken care of. After all, he gave such a great face to meet, and he didn't want Xue Xiang to be bad at this moment. Therefore, Zhou Zhenglong simply pretended not to hear, did not express his opinion, did not speak, and lowered his head to drink tea.

Zhou Zhenglong did not speak, but Liu Gao reached out and made a call, saying, "Comrade Jinsong, just say whatever you want. When you have a meeting, you must speak freely and gather your thoughts and say it."

Xue Xiang, who just called Zhang Jinsong "Secretary Zhou, Secretary Liu, Comrades", guessed that the relationship between the two was probably unusual, because usually at the meeting and before speaking, it was enough to call the top leader and the comrades, and bringing the second leader seemed meaningful. At this moment, when he saw Liu Gao again, he cooperated with Zhang Jinsong to say "branching ideas". Xue Xiang had completely concluded that this was for him. Because this was a meeting and a welcome meeting, it was not a discussion meeting, and there was no need to make suggestions, so could it bebranching ideas?

Sure enough, Zhang Jinsong smiled at Liu Gao and said, "Secretary Zhou, Secretary Liu, comrades, I think it is unfair to arrange Comrade Xue Xiang to take charge of specific work at this stage. Why do I say that? First of all, Comrade Xue Xiang is still a student at school. On weekdays, the coursework is already very heavy. Arrangement of specific work will make him have no time to be a part of his body and even waste his studies. Secondly, Comrade Xue Xiang himself said that he is not very familiar with the work of the Youth League Committee. I think at this stage, Comrade Xue Xiang can learn.

In addition to studying, I will manage our Youth League Committee information room. I believe that while managing the information, Comrade Xue Xiang will have a comprehensive understanding of the history of our Youth League Committee. I believe this will be very helpful for him to be familiar with the work of the Youth League Committee. Finally, if Comrade Xue Xiang has some time to complete his studies and manage the information room well, I suggest that Comrade Xue Xiang be in charge of the work of the college student club and the art troupe. After all, both aspects of work must be dealt with frequently with students. Comrade Xue Xiang should be able to deal with it easily."

Zhang Jinsong obviously wrote a well-known draft and told the story with evidence. A very unreasonable thing made him say very truth.

After Zhang Jinsong finished speaking, before Xue Xiang could be so mean, Zhou Zhenglong's face turned dark.

Thinking about it, Zhang Jinsong's words of praise and criticism were actually refuted by Zhou Zhenglong's face while attacking Xue Xiang. After all, Xue Xiang was assigned by Zhou Zhenglong. Zhang Jinsong's left one "is not suitable to do this" and the right one "is appropriate to do that". Isn't it a disguised criticizing him, Zhou Zhenglong for not thinking well?

At this moment, Zhou Zhenglong's fat face became gloomy and he held the water cup and couldn't stop rubbing it. The enamel tank made a sizzling sound, but he didn't stand up and speak.

This time, Zhou Zhenglong was touched by Zhang Jinsong but was still "calm". It was not that Secretary Zhou Da was born with a good temper, but that Zhang Jinsong was also a person with a strong point. It seemed that he had a kinship with Secretary Wang of the school’s Youth League Committee. He was able to become the director of the Propaganda Department because Secretary Wang said something. If it weren’t for this relationship, the ten Zhang Jinsongs would have been taken down by Zhou Zhenglong now.

Zhou Zhenglong didn't say anything; Liu Gao simply held his arms, as if he was watching a good show; while Lan Jian and Xiang Yuan were each flipping through their notebooks, as if they hadn't heard what Zhang Jinsong had just said; the rest of the participants looked at the watches and took notes, as if Xue Xiang's handsome face was not as good as before. The room was full of the old-fashioned bell hanging on the wall, and it was still making a crackling sound.

Xue Xianghan glanced at everyone with a smile, and finally his eyes settled on Zhang Jinsong's face. The latter was resolutely unafraid. His reunited face even squeezed out a smile, but his dark eyes were filled with sarcasm, as if he was saying: I'm just bullying Ji openly, what can Ji do to me?

Xue Xiang coughed a few times and said, "It seems that Secretary Zhou is right. Our collective family of Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy is indeed warm. Look at our Comrade Jinsong, we must have been worried about me a lot. Otherwise, how could Comrade Jinsong consider everything for me on the first day? It's really touching!"

As soon as Xue Xiang finished speaking, Zhang Jinsong's round face was brushed up, and the fat on his cheeks suddenly condensed and raised outwards. It was really that Xue Xiang's sarcasm was too obvious, and it was even more explicit than his previous explicit criticism. What's more, Xue Xiang whispered "Comrade Jinsong" one by one, and he was so angry that he bit off his silver teeth.

It turns out that there are some special names in the officialdom. The superiors call subordinates generally have comrades. If the name is three characters, the leader will often directly call the name and add comrades after it. If the name is three characters, the leader will add comrades after all the names, and you should be wary of the leader. The leader has an objection to the subordinates. The subordinates call superiors generally call official positions, such as a secretary or a director. If it is a secretary, a surname is often omitted directly, and it is most appropriate to call the official title.
Chapter completed!