Jin Yongtai's words are reasonable, although they sound very uncomfortable, but they are indeed very pertinent. Wang Baoyu accepted Jin Yongtai's suggestion and nodded yes.

The reason why I was anxious was that I wanted to make a name for myself in the county, and I hurried back to the city to fulfill the thousand-day appointment with Cheng Xueman. Now that Cheng Xueman has betrayed himself and thrown himself into the arms of others, there is no need for him to be too anxious at all, it is better to make progress in stability and do a good job.

The so-called inside story obtained from Jin Yongtai is not of great significance to Wang Baoyu, but it can explain why Meng Haichao accepted his own paintings, but did not give himself the reasons and hardships.

The two of them chatted while drinking, Jin Yongtai gradually let go, talking to Wang Baoyu more and more casually, and even told meat jokes, Wang Baoyu also took it seriously, and the rural jokes he said were even more funny.

Before leaving, Jin Yongtai was still a little reluctant, and he told Wang Baoyu that as long as there was a suitable opportunity, he would spare no effort to help Wang Baoyu transfer to other positions.

What Wang Baoyu wants is this sentence, although it seems to be a loss here in Jin Yongtai, but after all, he has left an extremely useful relationship, and if he can't use it now, it doesn't mean that he won't use it in the future.

The future is unpredictable, but as expected, the current problem is not long in coming. Only a week later, Cheng Guodong, who had just become the director of the county party committee office, was in a small conference room under the county party committee to convene a meeting of all the members of the political research office to make arrangements for the next specific work of the political research office.

"Comrades, I have just taken office, and a lot of work needs to be handed over, so I have delayed meeting with you until today, and I will bear with me." Cheng Guodong smiled and made a polite opening remark.

Everyone immediately applauded, Wang Baoyu sat reclining and did not move, Zhou Baitong stabbed him several times in confusion, Wang Baoyu was still indifferent, thinking, you don't have to pretend to apologize here, it's better if you don't come for the rest of your life.

"Comrades, the Political Research Office is an important department that provides decision-making reference for the county party committee and county government, in other words, it is a think tank for government decision-making, which should not be underestimated." Cheng Guodong, who was sitting in the main seat, said that he smiled slightly at Wang Baoyu and the other five people, as if he was very kind and easy to get close to.

Hypocrisy! After a while, the fox's tail should be exposed, no, it is the nature of a jackal, Wang Baoyu scolded in his heart, pretending to be listening and remembering, but in fact, he was scribbling on paper.

"In order to let everyone give full play to their abilities, make more achievements and make more contributions, we now announce a decision to strengthen management." Cheng Guodong quickly cut to the chase, he handed a printed document to Director Yin of the Political Research Office, and said with a smile: "Director Yin, you come to announce this matter!" ”

Director Yin, whose hair was already half-white, took the document, got up and read it, and while reading, the old man himself frowned, and Wang Baoyu and the others gritted their teeth even more when they heard it.

There are only a few key contents of this management regulation: first, strict work discipline, not allowing the phenomenon of late arrival and early departure, and if there is something halfway, you must go to the county party committee office to ask for leave; Second, two reports must be produced every month, and the specific report topics will be formulated by Director Yin of the Political Research Office; Third, the report is required to be handwritten and a printed copy in order to prevent plagiarism and cheating.

It used to be a quarterly report, but now it has been changed to two a month, and it has to be handwritten, which undoubtedly creates a lot of pressure for people like Wang Baoyu, who are not very good at writing this kind of report. Even though Zhou Baitong and others can help themselves, they can do it once, twice, and rely on others every time, I'm afraid it won't work.

And not only Wang Baoyu had a headache, but Zhou Baitong and the three of them also secretly complained bitterly, and their faces were so sad that they all squeezed together. If this rule is really implemented, it means saying goodbye to the comfortable and leisurely days of the past. You must know that it basically takes two weeks for a government manuscript to be revised and finally reviewed, and it is really stressful to publish two articles per person a month.

"Deputy Director Wang, this workload is too much, hehe, help say something." Zhou Baitong smiled and whispered.

"Fuck it, it's more tiring than fucking doing business on your own!" Wang Baoyu said in a depressed mood, although his voice was not loud, he was still heard by Cheng Guodong.

"Deputy Director Wang, if you have any opinions, say it on the bright side, don't mumble behind your back." Cheng Guodong said with a cold face.

"You are a leader, you are high, what do you say and do, how dare you have opinions!" Wang Baoyu said mockingly.

Whether it was Director Yin or Zhou Baitong and others, they immediately heard the smell of gunpowder in their mouths, and Zhou Baitong and others felt that they had made a mistake in judgment, and originally thought that they could borrow Wang Baoyu's light, but now it seems that they are obviously being dragged down.

"Deputy Director Wang, the Political Research Office is the place where the report is issued, if you don't know how to write, just say it earlier, I can consider letting you write less or even not at all." Cheng Guodong had a contemptuous smile on his face.

"This kind of report, a piece of dry food tied to the dog's mouth, the dog can write it, it's nothing." Wang Baoyu said nonchalantly.

"Isn't that enough, since Deputy Director Wang can write, is it still wrong for me to formulate this regulation?" Cheng Guodong took the opportunity to mock.

"Director Cheng, the Policy Research Office used to publish one report a quarter, but now it has changed to two reports a month. Let's not talk about the workload problem, let's talk about the quality of the report, the ancestors created that common word, and then used it again, can the report still be called a report? Isn't it that what, what dogmatism? Wang Baoyu said vigorously, and at the same time lit a cigarette nonchalantly, and everyone didn't say anything, probably to express their acquiescence.

"Smoking is not allowed at the venue!" Cheng Guodong was robbed in public, his heart was very angry, and his face turned cold, Wang Baoyu looked like this, he didn't take him as a leader in his eyes at all.

"Where does it say that smoking is banned? Is this a granary or a dynamite storehouse? Wang Baoyu didn't care and continued to smoke.

"Deputy Director Wang!" Zhou Baitong stabbed Wang Baoyu from below, signaling him not to clash with the leader head-on, and Director Yin also frequently gave Wang Baoyu a look. Everyone understands a truth, the new official has three fires, Cheng Guodong may just be pretending, maybe everyone can stay up for a while and return to the past, but if you annoy him, the consequences will be different.

"Don't be arrogant, madness will bring destruction." Cheng Guodong said with a frosty face, quickly tore off a piece of paper, wrote the words "no smoking", got up and stuck it on the wall.