Huang Siwen was so uncomfortable that he was dying of death when Xue Laosan climbed so smoothly. In his opinion, the living bandit was simply dead and covered in a coffin. He had to reach out to touch the corner of his clothes, and he was disgusted by the guy who disgusted him.

Huang Siwen was extremely big, and his big hand was waving quickly, "Okay, okay, I have recorded all your words, you mayor Xue said. The municipal government will do it if you can do it, but it cannot do it..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Laosan took over: "If you can't do it, you have to do it even if you change your ways. Who told us that we have such a deep relationship?"

After saying that, he slowly smoked his cigarette.

Huang Siwen secretly wanted to bite his steel teeth and slapped the table gently: "Okay, I think today's meeting will be here."

Huang Siwen asked for a meeting to end, including Zhou Daoqian, and everyone in the venue had this idea.

People from Huang Siwen are eager to know how the trick of transferring the live bandits from Dejiang is even more impatient to get closer to Mayor Huang and discuss the matter of rewarding merits and rewarding merits. After all, everyone should not follow you on your belt and conquer the world. Now that you have firmly settled in the world, shouldn't you share the money and rewarding merits and these loyal generals?

However, the people from Xue Laosan were eager to know whether Mayor Xue would leave or stay. After all, looking at Mayor Xue’s calmness at the meeting, how could it seem like he had lost a battle?

But Huang Siwen's words are really mysterious, and no one dares to hear them.

In this way, it is necessary and urgent to ask Mayor Xue for some attention.

If Mayor Xue is just an ordinary mayor, his big tree falls, and all the money leaning on the tree will be dispersed.

But Mayor Xue, behind the big tree is a mountain, and even if the tree falls, as long as the mountain is still there, everyone will not have to worry about not having a shelter.

Therefore, Mayor Xue has arrangements for leaving, and he has no choice but to leave. Anyway, everyone has to get on his big boat, so he can't even get off.

Seeing Zhou Daoqian, he was about to wave his hand to leave. Xue Laosan pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and looked at his watch: "Secretary Zhou, wait for another two minutes."

Zhou Daoqian pressed his big hand up again: "Then wait two more minutes."

Now he is Xue Xiang's clone. He should do whatever Xue Xiang said. It is rare. Huang Siwen did not rebel. He just raised his eyes and looked at Xue Laosan deeply, and then calmly stared at the watch.

Mayor Huang Da was sure to win, but he was extremely curious, as if he was scratching his heart, eager to know what would happen to Xue Xiang in the past two minutes.

He didn't believe that two minutes could change anything, after all, this was the tone set by Secretary Cai. No one could overthrow it in Shu!

Time passed by minute by minute, rare. The Standing Committee began to be silent for a long time. Many people even stared at their wrists, looking at the ticking slender seconds hand, like the dancing skirt of the goddess of time, spinning around in circles, taking away the time that is rarely noticed and cherished.

Time passed for one minute and thirty-seven seconds, and the door sounded twice.

The small knock on the door was like a huge hammer hitting everyone's hearts. Before Gu Ximing could open the door, Dejiang's deputy mayor Lu Zhenyu pushed the door open and said, "Report to Secretary Zhou, great news, great news..."

...

A golden turtle is made of bronze, a dragon-headed turtle body, and a small turtle is carried on her back. She has dozens of copper coins on her feet. Each turtle is a copper coin, either a book brings wealth and treasure, or a book that brings prosperity to both people and wealth, or is harmonious with the government. In short, it is engraved with auspicious words with four characters.

The money turtle is placed on a crimson table, with the dragon head facing the main entrance. Inadvertently, it can make people realize the owner's intention to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

In theory, such ornaments are not suitable for being open and placed in office No. 1 of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department, which inevitably makes people suspicious and the rumor is spreading.

But the master here did not hesitate to Wentian. At this moment, he was holding a bright yellow silk cloth and gently wiped the turtle's body. He had to do such a task several times every day. It seemed that if he didn't do this, he would be in peace in his heart. Over time, the copper color of the turtle was painted black and shiny.

Xia Yunda knew that the leader was thinking about the problem again, so he became more and more careful in cleaning, tidying his desk, and filling tea and water.

Xia Yunda silently calculated that this was the sixth time the leader had wiped today. In the past, the leader wiped it at most three times. Occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he only came early in the morning and wiped it once.

But now, at only 2:30 in the afternoon, there are still three or four hours before the chief's return home. Now it has been wiped for the sixth time, which is enough to prove how troubled the chief is in his heart.

After thinking about it carefully, Xia Yunda couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The leader did have reasons to make things difficult. The Dejiang incident is causing a lot of controversy, and the provincial party committee is also gradually arousing war.

There has never been any administrative office on the ground in Shuzhong that can trigger a political trend at the provincial party committee level like Dejiang today.

But then again, other administrative departments cannot be like Dejiang, with two extraordinary yamen piled up like two yamen, and they are yamen fighting against each other.

Now, the leader is in a dilemma between Cai and Chiang.

Originally, the political situation in Shu was steadily under Secretary Cai's control, but somehow, the Dejiang storm gradually became turbulent at the provincial party committee level. Before I knew it, such a huge force had gathered around Governor Jiang, and it seemed that he really had the strength to compete with Secretary Cai.

This is probably the halo of Yanei, which is easy and great help.

"Chief, you have tea."

Xia Yunda looked at the watch. Xiang Wentian's wiping had lasted for more than five minutes. He was afraid that the leader would be worried for a long time, so he brought tea to him and interrupted Xiang Wentian's worries.

Xiang Wentian took the fragrant Biluochun and took a sip of warm tea. The tea molecules jumped from the tongue coating and slid into the throat. The abdomen immediately warmed up. His spirit instantly improved a lot. His eyes were slowly facing the window, as if he was thinking, and he suddenly said for a long time: "Yunda, did you say, did the things I asked you to take to you last time really come to the leader's hands?"

Xia Yunda felt suffocated and then smiled bitterly. No matter how big the leader is, he is an ordinary person!

"I guess it's here. After all, our Wuliangye raw pulp is well-known all over the country. Recently, it has gradually become a hit. Although it is not worth a lot of money, it is also a rare thing. Anyone who takes it out to entertain guests can do his best to the table. The leader must have treasured it."

Xia Yunda answered the same answer more than three times.

"Forget it, forgot."

He sighed to Wentian, put down the teacup, folded it back to his seat, took off the key hanging around his waist, opened the drawer on the left side of the desk, took out a document, picked out a small green book, opened the title page, and exposed a string of numbers and a name on it. It is easy to tell that the number is a phone number. As for the name, it is also ordinary, the ordinary three words "Jiang Chaotian".

Xiang Wentian reached out to grab the phone and suddenly pulled it back. He repeated it several times, but he couldn't make up his mind.

Xia Yunda was secretly anxious when he saw it, but he also understood Xiang Wentian's caution.

Because in many cases, it is better to contact than not to contact, and it is better to contact passively than to contact actively, especially when there is a huge difference in identity and status with the person you want to contact.

Just after Xiang Wentian tried to find out a few times, the phone rang first, Xiang Wentian quickly took the phone and said coldly, "I am Xiang Wentian, what's wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle male voice came from the phone: "Minister Wentian, hello, I am Jiang Chaotian."

After a sudden flash, Xiang Wentian stood up from his seat: "What? You, you are Comrade Jiang, Comrade Chaotian, Oh, Comrade Chaotian, hello, hello."

Xiang Wentian was so surprised. It would be slight to describe this situation by Li Shangyin's words "I have a good understanding of my heart".

He was planning to call Jiang Chaotian, but he didn't expect Jiang Chaotian to call him.

"Hello, hello, Minister Wentian, I'm sorry. I just read the visiting records by chance and found out that you sent someone to come. It took so long before I called you back."

Jiang Chaotian's voice was enthusiastic and unpretentious. Xiang Wentian felt a little excited: "Where is it? I'm disturbing me. Director Geyang's health is fine. It's been almost five years since I left the Party School. Director Geyang's profound knowledge, voice, appearance and smile appear in my mind all the time!"

It turned out that Xiang Wentian had just asked Xia Yunda whether the leader had received the thing. It was the specialty of Yibin in Shu, Wuliangyuan Sauce, and the leader was Jiang Chaotian's father, Comrade Ge Yang.

In the early years, when Xiang Wentian was studying at the Party School, Comrade Ge Yang used to serve their theoretical course of "leadership thought". From this point of view, the two of them had a friendship between teachers and students.

Of course, this kind of teacher-student friendship depends entirely on the common will of superiors and subordinates.

If the superior believes that the subordinate is destined to have a great future, the subordinate is willing to move closer to the superior, and is willing to be in love with each other, the teacher-student relationship will most likely be recognized.

If the subordinates simply want to climb up, it is most likely difficult. After all, hundreds of people are listening to lectures at the Party School. If they really talk about the relationship between teachers and students, then they will go.

Such a teacher-student relationship is worthless.

But with the fact that substitute classes, it is convenient for those who are interested to take the lead.

With a connection, there is room for involvement.

Earlier, Xiang Wentian didn't want to go to the path of Comrade Geyang. After all, the opportunity was really immature. If you act rashly, it would be ruined.

After Xue Xiang went down to Dejiang, there was also a turmoil at the provincial level.

Jiang Shengtian, the government number one, is ambitious and ready to go. Seeing that Cai Xingtian's dominance at the provincial party committee level is about to be broken, Xiang Wentian's mind will inevitably become active.
Chapter completed!