Ding Shiqun's words are obvious, I hope Jiang Geyang will do his best!

To be more specific, Jiang Geyang and Ding Shiqun are in similar situations right now.

Jiang Geyang didn't want to see someone take office, and Ding Shiqun wanted to go to a good place. If both of them wanted to achieve their goals, Mr. Ji would have to nod.

Both of them are close to Mr. Ji. Although Ding Shiqun is close to him, Jiang Geyang is the assistant of Mr. Ji. In terms of his influence in Mr. Ji, these two are really hard to distinguish between him.

However, these two people are close to Mr. Ji, but they are not easy to say in person. After all, they are all people with identities and they have to take care of their own skin in their work.

Therefore, at this moment, when Ding Shiqun said, "Mr. Jiang, where is the right place for me?", the Jiang father and son knew that they had succeeded.

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There are too many people who can't sleep tonight, and Mr. Wu is just one. Speaking of which, it's almost twelve o'clock now. In the past, Mr. Wu, who believed in the way of health, went to bed in the morning, but now, his eyes shining brightly. He sat on the sofa, and his butt seemed to have sores, twisting around and twisting.

"Young Master, if you are sleepy, you can go to bed first. Don't wait. If you can't get involved in what you'll talk about later, don't hold on."

The person who spoke was General Zihan. At this moment, there were many people in the brightly lit lobby. In addition to General Zihan and Mr. Wu, there were also Mr. Wu, second uncle of Mr. Wu, Wu Tiege, who served as the governor of eastern Zhejiang Province, third uncle Wu Cuoyang, executive vice minister of the Ministry of Metallurgy, son-in-law of General Zihan, father of Mr. Chen, who had two fingers deprived by Xue Laosan, and Chen Zaidao, deputy secretary of the Party Leadership Group of the Ministry of Petroleum.

"Why am I sleepy? I have to wait for my grandfather. I will consult him later on for some trade studies. Is it difficult to keep him from seeing it!"

At this moment, how could Mr. Wu leave? If he hadn't heard Wu Tiege's words, "Comrade An Yuan's chances are probably the greatest", he would have run away long ago, but the matter was related to the guy he hated to the core. Even if he didn't sleep for three days and three nights, he was afraid he could hold on. What was this sleepiness?

As he spoke, Mr. Wu swept his eyes towards General Zihan, and just met General Zihan's eyes, which seemed to have thousands of words.

Mr. Wu knew that his second master was worried about, but he didn't take the boy down because he didn't even take the kid down with him, so he was afraid that he would leave in front of the old man and would take him out. In addition, the second master had a mess with the kid in Wuxiang Guesthouse, and he didn't dare to come to the door. Even if he came to the door, he would often be without him. I really don't know when his heroic courage would have gone like this. I don't think about whether he was the kind of person who had a soft mouth like a cotton waist.

As soon as he thought of this, Mr. Wu smiled at General Zihan and stood up and gave him a cup of tea, "Second Grandpa, you are a master of tea ceremony. This is the tea that I have carefully collected, and it is only less than two taels. It takes a lot of effort to get them. I have to try it out."

General Zi Han picked up the teacup, took a sip, touched the tip of his tongue, and sucked for a while, his eyes lit up. Then he completely removed the tea cover, stared at the tea soup for a long time, suddenly raised his head, and said in surprise: "Is it the two tea trees?"

Mr. Wu gave a thumbs up, "Grandpa II is really amazing!"

That's right, General Zihan just tasted the tea produced by the Dahongpao mother trees on Wuyi Mountain in southern Fujian. Speaking of these tea trees, they became famous all over the world early on. In the 20th year of the Republic of China, they were guarded by the government troops. After liberation, relevant units were established to guard them. Several tea trees could not produce a few taels of tea a year. Those who could get them were collected as rare treasures. Later generations, these tea trees were even accepted by the Forbidden City and were no longer produced!

From this we can see how wonderful this tea leaves are!

General Zihan tasted this famous tea and felt very happy. Seeing that Mr. Wu was also much more enjoyable, he actually started to laugh and joke with him.

The two were talking and laughing, and suddenly, something came from outside the door.

Without waiting for everyone to get up, an old man with a medium figure and kind face walked in.

"grandfather!"

Mr. Wu shouted happily, stepped forward and held the old man.

The person who came was Mr. Wu, who had just attended an emergency meeting of the Secretariat.

"Why haven't you gone to sleep? It's already this hour. I remember you are the one who can't stand it."

The old man kindly patted Mr. Wu's hand and said warmly.

To put it in detail, Mr. Wu has also changed dramatically compared to the past. I don’t know if he was stimulated by the name of the three masters in the capital. In contrast, the other few of them have devoted themselves to politics and are all in the same position as a person. Inspired by this, Mr. Wu has also changed his past wandering and started to study serious things. He does not like politics, but is quite interested in the economics. Therefore, he has recently started to study international trade and has also worked in a research institute at the Academy of Social Sciences, and has made great efforts.

The eldest son of Wu died young, so he naturally loved the eldest grandson. The Wu family was in full swing. Mr. Wu was unwilling to go into politics. Although the old man regretted it, he still allowed him. Mr. Wu was idle in the past, and the old man was afraid that he would not be able to become a weapon, so he occasionally scolded him. But now, Mr. Wu is very diligent in studying hard and wants to be a cultural person. He finally has a serious look. He is naturally very pleased with Mr. Wu, who has not had high requirements.

"Grandpa, if you don't come back, how can I sleep? What? I'm very tired at the meeting today. I'll pinch you later. Xin and Lao Zhao have learned a few skills to loosen their muscles and bones, and keep them easy!"

As he spoke, Mr. Wu sat on the armrest of the old man's main sofa.

The old man smiled, but stopped responding, unbuttoned his collar and loosened his neck, "It's so late, I don't sleep. It seems that there is something to say. If anyone has something to say, hurry up and say it, I'll listen!"

The old man seemed to be in a bad mood, and his gentleness towards the eldest grandson did not continue to everyone.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally General Zi Han, the elder, spoke: "Brother, aren't you pretending to be confused because you understand? It's the New Year, and it's the big night. Who will waste your time? Since you have spoken, I will speak on behalf of everyone. One is mainly to greet Mr. Jian's condition, and the other is to think about what attitude the leaders at the meeting are?"

Old Wu's white eyebrows trembled slightly and glanced at General Zihan, "First, Mr. Jian's condition has stabilized. If you are willing, go to visit him personally. No matter how you say Mr. Jian has also been your old leader, and you should respect your heart. Secondly, if there is any resolution at the meeting, just wait for the central government's notice and documents, and go here to ask me what I have done. Are you a cadre of the Secretariat and ask me to give instructions?"

The old saying goes, how many people have returned from war in ancient times, let alone, after the decades of war, decades have passed, old comrades, old brothers, and a few people are left? Even though political disagreements and never worked together, they are rarely pretentious. But when the old comrades who had died one by one, they feel that the passing light is dead and killing people over the years, how many people don’t feel like a life of being sentiment?

Where does the space come from in my heart to spend my private affairs and plan!

Xue Anyuan is like this, Old Old, Old Old Wu is like this!

How can ordinary people understand the feelings of the older generation and the mentality of the elderly?

General Zi Han didn't expect that he would touch such a hard nail and muttered, "Brother, you don't need to mock me. I want to visit me, and I don't think about it. I can squeeze in today's situation? Besides, the children are waiting for you, and they are still trying to prepare for the future. Let's take a break and make a decision together. It's too unreasonable to see how you hit me."

Most of the time, General Zi Han was not afraid of this brother. Perhaps because of his age, his same seniority, gave him the capital to talk about his peers and the room to rely on small things. As long as the old man was not angry, General Zi Han always spoke with ease.

"What are you planning? What are you going to do?"

Old Wu paused the teacup and glanced at everyone coldly. At this moment, he didn't know what everyone in front of him was thinking.

"Dad, don't get angry, Uncle Jian, we will visit, but we can't ignore the serious matters. We ignore them, others will take care of them, are we still the ones who suffer?"

Wu Tiege, who had been silent, suddenly spoke. Governor Wu was graceful and could not hear such words from him if he had not closed the door.

Wu Tiege's weight is naturally not comparable to General Zihan. Although the latter has a slightly higher position in the party and the former is half worried, Wu Tiege is the second-generation leader of the Wu family, and Mr. Wu also attaches great importance to the political views of this second son.

Therefore, when Wu Tiege finished speaking, Mr. Wu finally calmed down, "Tiege, continue talking!"

Wu Tiege nodded, "Dad, I actually have no opinion. After all, you should grasp the general direction. I only remind you one thing. If we can't decide who will make a decision, we don't need to bet on it. The key is that the second setter's seat is tightened!"

After Wu Tiege said something, General Zi Han was almost clamoring. He could say that these words were simply in his heart. Therefore, when Wu Tiege finished speaking, he continued: "Brother, Lao 2's words are at the point. Big head can't remember them, so little head must be tight!"

Mr. Wu tapped the teacup lightly, "What do you think of a small head? How do you tighten it?"

After saying that, Mr. Wu sighed in his heart. He knew his second brother so well that he almost didn't have to worry about his brain. He knew what he was going to say next. It must be related to his own interests. The overall situation is about him...

Sure enough, General Zihan said anxiously, "I can't say that little head, I'll talk about big head first. I think it's better to go further in terms of merit, wise, and Comrade Anyuan should go further. Not to mention the Battle of the Southern Expedition, Comrade Anyuan made great contributions. The innovation of military innovation alone is tantamount to the Sanwan adaptation. As a soldier, I have the most say in this regard. The technological upgrade led by Comrade Anyuan almost doubled the combat effectiveness of the troops. Is such a meritorious service? Could it be that it is impossible to go up to the next level? The organization cannot be too careless about the meritorious officials!"
Chapter completed!