Oh, yesterday's Lantern Festival, I delayed the update, I'm really sorry!

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Three days later, Guo Lan completed the first draft of the "scope of deliberations" and "procedures" of the rules of procedure of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After reading the draft, Hou Weidong felt very good, so he called Xiao Jin in the fifth conference room: "Xiao Jin, has the first draft come out?" ”

Xiao Jin was chatting on the computer in the research room, and the other party was said to be a flower girl holding an oil umbrella, chatting happily, and was interrupted by Hou Weidong's phone, he was a little absent-minded; "Director Hou, most of the manuscript has been completed, but this kind of important manuscript still needs to be polished again and delivered the day after tomorrow, okay?"

Hou Weidong was reluctant to delay for a long time, and said: "You must give it to me tomorrow, the secretary general urges me very tightly, don't make a mistake." ”

Putting down the phone, Xiao Jin said to himself dissatisfiedly: "This is a procedure, and it is not a primary school student writing essay, it should be investigated, and a symposium should be held to analyze, where is the achievement completed." ”

Grumbling, he still picked up the manuscript in the drawer and hurriedly flipped through it. Since accepting the assignment, he has been writing a part intermittently, he studied law at university, and party work is a new subject for him, so he basically draws according to the information in hand.

After reading the materials for a while, he only felt bored and abnormal, thinking about the flower girl holding an oil umbrella from Jiangnan who he had just chatted with, but he couldn't help but get in front of the computer, and soon got in touch with the flower girl again.

"Where did you go? I'm going to ignore you like this again. ”

Xiao Jin replied: "Fuck, someone came to bother me just now, and that person is the most annoying." ”

After hanging up the phone, Hou Weidong said to Guo Lan beside him: "Wait for Xiaojin's article, it's better for us to write it ourselves, maybe it's faster." Guo Lan was not very happy when she heard his tone, and said: "Xiao Jin is young, he has just graduated from college, and his social role has not been completely changed, so he needs to be given some time." ”

"Xiaojin only graduated five years later than us, when we graduated, everything relied on our own groping, and if we did it right, we might not be able to be praised, and if we did it wrong, we had to take responsibility, and who gave us time and opportunity? Which path to take, how to follow his own path, in the end, has to rely on himself, if he does not understand this, sooner or later he will suffer a big loss. ”

Guo Lan knew that Hou Weidong's statement was correct, and why he added the word reality in front of the society was because this society was indeed very realistic, and anyone who could not clearly realize that society was reality must be recognized by the social reality of reality.

"Xiaojin's family conditions are good, he has not endured hardships, and he sees problems simply." Guo Lan thought for a while, and said, "Xiaojin's uncle is Zhang Jiarui. ”

This coincided with Hou Weidong's conjecture, and he snorted: "No wonder this character is really a cadre's son, but Zhang Jiarui is just an uncle, not a father." ”

The two talked for a while, and began to discuss the draft again, Deputy Secretary-General Zeng Yong walked past the door, he had already walked through, and when he saw Hou Weidong and Guo Lan in the conference room, he retreated again, turned around and walked into the conference room, and said: "Director Hou, Xiao Guo, you two have worked hard, have you come out with the rules of procedure of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee?" ”

The rules of procedure belong to the category of Yangmou in Zhou Changquan's heart, he is engaged in this material with great fanfare, and most of the comrades in the municipal party committee office know about this matter, of course, the real intention is only known to Hong Ang and Hou Weidong.

Hou Weidong handed the completed first draft to Zeng Yong and said: "Secretary-General, the draft has not been fully completed, this is the first part, the main is the scope of the proceedings and the rules of procedure, you are an expert, help us review the first trial." ”

He habitually handed Zeng Yong a cigarette, and when Zeng Yong lit the cigarette and sat at the table pondering one by one, he suddenly remembered that Guo Lan didn't like to smoke, so he smiled at her apologetically.

Guo Lan wrinkled her nose, she smiled at Hou Weidong, and shook her head gently, Hou Weidong understood her expression, which meant "it doesn't matter".

Between this mutual smile, it was actually a tacit understanding, Guo Lan suddenly burst out of her heart: "The heart is a little clear", thinking of this sentence, she couldn't help but be a little flustered, and hurriedly brushed her hair with her hand.

Zeng Yong lowered his head and pondered the manuscript seriously, while reading, he touched his double chin with his left hand, he was the deputy secretary general for many years, his eyes were very poisonous, and he quickly understood the intention, and said secretly: "No wonder Hou Weidong wants to personally write the rules of procedure of the Standing Committee, which is clearly a weapon used against Liu Bing." ”

Zeng Yong was just thirty-seven when he first became deputy secretary general, and he was ambitious to do a career, who knew that since Zhou Changquan came to Shazhou to take charge, he was in the position of deputy secretary general, and he has not grown.

In the past few years, Zeng Yong has always had a question in his heart: "I am loyal to Zhou Changquan, why does he always hold me down?" ”

This question is a poisonous snake that has been in Zeng Yong's mind for a long time. It is precisely for this reason that after Liu Bing came to Shazhou, he had frequent private contact with Mayor Liu Bing through the bridge of Zhang Jiarui, the former head of the organization.

Hou Weidong asked very politely: "Secretary-General, do you see what needs to be modified?" ”

"On the whole, it is good, in line with the party's democratic centralism and Shazhou practice, there are only a few small opinions, for reference only." Zeng Yong has been engaged in writing work for many years, and his level is really good, and the few questions raised to Hou Weidong are not related to the overall situation, but they make the whole text more refined.

When Zeng Yong left the conference room, Hou Weidong sighed: "The organs of the municipal party committee are different, there are dragons and crouching tigers everywhere, and Deputy Secretary-General Zeng has extraordinary writing skills, and I am ashamed of myself." ”

Guo Lan brushed her hair casually and said, "If you want to have a foundation in writing, I am afraid that there are many people in this building who are stronger than you." ”

Hou Weidong didn't expect Guo Lan to say so directly, he didn't pay too much attention to writing materials, so he smiled: "In Qinglin Town, I used to do trivial things every day, and when I arrived at the county party committee office, I didn't write a few articles seriously, and then transferred to the new management office and the science and technology commission. ”

Guo Lan said seriously: "The article is well written, that is, the secretary material, you are the material for being a county magistrate and mayor, and being a secretary is just a transition." ”

Guo Lan is a quiet and reserved woman, for the first time in so many years, Hou Weidong has been praised by her for the first time, and said with a smile: "We have known each other for many years, and this is the first time you have praised me, I am flattered." ”

Guo Lan still said seriously: "I said yes to the fact, the achievements of Yiyang New Management Committee are inseparable from your hard work, I am a bystander." ”

Hou Weidong saw that Guo Lan's attitude was very sincere, but he was embarrassed to joke anymore, and said: "Looking back now, when I worked hard in Shangqinglin, this was to jump out of the remote mountainous area, and it will be a kind of inertia in the future, each of us is a part of the big gear of society, with the constant inertial movement of this big gear, if you don't want to go forward, you will soon be left behind, officialdom is the same as business, the most realistic, the most cold." ”

Guo Lan said: "There is nothing in the world, mediocre people worry about themselves, everyone fights around, what's the point, sometimes I want to leave the organization department, and go to the university to teach." ”

"The world is as black as a crow, you think that the university is really a pure land."

"It should be better."

Guo Lan said: "I went to the provincial party school for a few days to study for graduate school, and found that it was not interesting, these days I am thinking, why not take advantage of the young and go to the graduate school examination, just like the previous secretary of Secretary Zhu, hiding in the ivory tower, taking time to read books, playing the piano, plain life, in the officialdom to see so many you fighting for me, I am really tired." ”

Listening to Guo Lan's description, Hou Weidong seemed to see a girl walking by the lake in Shazhou University again, the sound of the piano in the music department was the absolute background, unconsciously, he was also a little fascinated, and his mood was also peaceful. However, looking down at the words in his hand, he smiled dumbly, and said secretly: "I am yearning for the idyllic scenery on the one hand, but I am also brewing a set of documents. ”

When Guo Lan left, Hou Weidong sniffed, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance in the air, smelling the fragrance and knowing women, indeed, every woman has a unique taste.

The next day, Hou Weidong called Xiao Jin again, and because Secretary Chang Quan was reading the documents in the office, he said in a low voice: "Xiao Jin, the manuscript will be sent to my office." ”

Xiao Jin yesterday and the flower girl holding the oil umbrella chatted happily, when off work, still reluctant to leave, until eight o'clock, then hungry out of the municipal party committee compound, he did not have the habit of working overtime at night, the next day after work, this is the shelf, the materials that were made a few days ago took out.

After receiving a call from Hou Weidong, he was heartbroken and said: "Anyway, there are still layers of leaders to check it, and I can barely use this material." He rearranged the materials in the computer, added the serial number, printed it, and sent it to Hou Weidong.

Xiao Jin entered Hou Weidong's office, he saw Zhou Changquan in another office at a glance, Zhou Changquan was wearing glasses, writing something with his head down, Hou Weidong did not speak, and after signaling Xiao Jin to sit down, he looked at the materials carefully.

Zhou Changquan's office is like a thick magnetic field, which overwhelms Xiaojin, Hou Weidong in front of him looks at the materials without a glance, and he is more majestic than in the fifth meeting, he rarely straightens his sitting posture, looks dignified, and secretly regrets: "Yesterday, the ghost was confused, and he didn't do business, and chatted for a long time." ”

After reading the materials, Hou Weidong took out the materials he had collected from the drawer, compared them, he looked up at Xiao Jin, who was a little restrained, and said: "Your manuscript is a combination of these materials, why didn't we integrate the key points we discussed?" ”

Xiao Jin already regretted it in his heart, and he was still pleading in a low voice, saying: "Time is indeed too tight, if you have more time to polish, the effect will be better." ”

Hou Weidong didn't want to spend more time on Xiao Jin, and said, "That's it, your task is done." ”

Xiao Jin walked out of the office in a slippery manner, and he also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's finally over." ”

In the evening, Zhang Jiarui, former member of the Standing Committee of the Shazhou Municipal Party Committee and head of the Organization Department, returned to Shazhou for personal matters.

Mayor Liu Bing has a good relationship with Zhang Jiarui, which is also one of the reasons why Zhang Jiarui was transferred out of Shazhou, at this time Zhang Jiarui came to do private affairs, did not make a big alarm, only invited Mayor Liu Bing and a few other old friends, Zeng Yong, deputy secretary general of the municipal party committee, was once Zhang Jiarui's subordinate, as usual also came to eat together.

Zhang Jiarui is Xiao Jin's maternal uncle, so Xiao Jin also participated in the family banquet.

During the banquet, Zeng Yong said to Xiao Jin, intentionally or unintentionally: "Tonight, Secretary-General Hong called Hou Weidong and Guo Lan of the Organization Department to read the discussion draft together, why didn't you call you, you are also one of them." ”

Xiao Jin was young and vigorous, and he felt very uncomfortable, but he said, "I don't want to participate." ”

Zhang Jiarui has always regarded his sister's son Xiaojin as half a son, and said with a smile: "Xiaojin just worked, what big article can he write?" ”

Zeng Yong took the opportunity of saying the article to express the main spirit of the manuscript.

Mayor Liu Bing heard it clearly, and he said to Zhang Jiarui unabashedly: "It is really well-intentioned to get the rules of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it." ”

Zhang Jiarui said: "Zhou Changquan has the strongest sense of revenge, and anyone who does not agree with him will not be allowed to be promoted. He looked at Zeng Yong's expression and said: "Secretary General Zeng can write and dance, his work ability is so strong, and he is down-to-earth, Zhou Changquan just turned a blind eye." ”

Zeng Yong said very aggrievedly: "I still don't know when I offended Zhou Changquan, for so many years, there is no credit and hard work, Huang Zidi, he reused, the level is not very good, people are also greedy, and often gather some people to gamble." ”

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