Official wizard

003 The Secret of Being an Official

Wen Chun said vividly:

Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, liked to be flattered by others in his later years. In "Yong Hua Lei Bian", there is a story recorded. At that time, there was a royal cosmetician Du Heng who was responsible for the "beauty" work of Emperor Zhu.

It was nothing more than trivial things like combing hair and cutting nails, and he did his job conscientiously. Once, Zhu Yuanzhang accidentally noticed that Du Heng picked up the cut fingernails and toenails piece by piece, and used a piece of

Wrapped in red paper, he put it in his arms.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw him and asked sharply: "Where are you going?"

Du Heng was calm and knelt down to report back: "How dare you leave the holy body in such a mess? I will hide it."

Zhu Yuanzhang asked: "How can you deceive me? Where are my nails before and after?"

Du Heng replied: "Now I keep it at home."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't believe it, so he detained Du Heng and sent a close servant to Du's house to check.

In a clean Buddhist hall of the Du family, the attendant found half a box of broken nails enshrined on the table.

Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely happy and immediately appointed Du as Minister of Taichang Temple.

The scheming Du Heng went from being a plastic surgeon to becoming a third-rank official.

"Old Bei, tell me, is Du Heng's tactics clever?"

"It's not very clever." Lao Bei pondered for a moment and then said: "However, it took more than ten years of hard work to collect half a box of the emperor's fingernails. With this patience and meticulousness, in Emperor Zhu's opinion, I'm afraid

He is also worthy of being a third-grade official."

Wen Chun smiled and said, "If it were you, could you do it?"

"I can't do it," Lao Bei shook his head in embarrassment and sighed. "Old Wen, if it were you, wouldn't you be able to do it?"

"Hehe, I can't do it either." Wen Chun said seriously.

"However, Du Heng's wait-and-see approach to business development is almost a kind of gambling and is not advisable. I tell you this story just to illustrate that you cannot rush for success in business development. It cannot be achieved overnight. It requires calculation and patience.

There is determination; however, business operations also have costs, and input and output must also be considered. Especially with the rapid development of society and the ever-changing officialdom, it is necessary to use the minimum opportunity cost to obtain the maximum profit from business operations."

Lao Bei was puzzled and sighed to himself: Being an official is indeed a profound art.

Wen Chunyi was still unfinished. When she saw Lao Bei thinking deeply, he said again: "Old Bei, since it brings us to this point, let me give you a test to see if you have the potential to be an official?"

"Okay, I have to answer it correctly, what job will you give me?" Lao Bei was also aroused by Wen Chun's question.

"Lao Bei, tell me, what kind of official do you want to be?"

"Um..." Lao Bei scratched his head and gritted his teeth and said, "If I answer the question correctly, get me the deputy director of the Wangcheng County Education Bureau."

"It's easy to talk about. It turns out that you, Old Bei, only have such big ideas."

"I, Old Bei, are not greedy. If you want to be an official, you can only be a good official. Stop talking nonsense and ask if you have any questions."

"Okay, it's a deal. If you want to work with me, who will you choose as your target to get twice the result with half the effort? Lao Bei, don't worry, you can think about it later."

Well, this question is very interesting. Lao Bei Xun thought, in our opinion, it is too difficult to be an official, but for Wen Chun, it is too easy to be an official.

When the opportunity comes, you must seize it.

This is probably the potential of being an official.

Wen Chun is a kid who has become a prodigy in the officialdom. If you make plans directly from him, it will be easy for him to see through. Judging from your own resources, it is easier to start from his parents. After all, the folks in the village can make friends, so

You won't be turned away.

However, the old man knows nothing about officialdom. For Wen Chun to know that I, Old Bei, have taken good care of his parents, and then convey his wish for promotion through the old man, I am afraid it will not take a year and a half.

.

Lao Bei raised his head and looked at Wen Chun. Wen Chun looked drunk and hazy, and the evil smile on his face was no different from when he was a child and threw a bug into a girl's schoolbag.

Lao Bei thought to himself that he had been teased by Wen Chun several times tonight, so he couldn't let him see the joke again this time. Besides, if he became the deputy director of the county education bureau, his son and even his grandson would go to the county's key middle schools in the future.

Isn’t the key class just a matter of words...

"Hey, Lao Bei, don't let your imagination run wild." When he said this, Wen Chun suddenly paused, and the smile on his face suddenly faded a lot. However, he quickly calmed down and continued: "Tell me

You, Mingyue, are my life-and-death partner. My daughter is still young, so my parents can’t care about your trivial matters, so don’t try to trick them."

Sure enough, Wen Chun's intention was not as simple as Lao Bei imagined.

Lao Bei was secretly amused. He also recalled that more than ten years ago, Wen Chun was still working as a handyman in the Wangcheng County Government. The word "whimsical" was taboo in Linjiang City's official circles. More than ten years later, Wen Chun

Even the mere mention of this word makes me blush.

This is an erotic allusion that happened to Tang Zhimin, the county party secretary at that time. Wen Chun's fortune is somewhat related to this allusion. We will not show it here for the time being, but it gave Lao Bei an important inspiration for answering Wen Chun's question.

Lao Bei thought for a moment and said confidently: "Huh, I've thought about it, and I guarantee success in one fell swoop."

"Tell me, where do you plan to choose as a breakthrough for the camp?"

"Your little lover!" Lao Bei blurted out, squinting his eyes and staring at the surprised Wen Chun.

"Haha..." Suddenly, Wen Chun pointed at Lao Bei and started laughing. "Grandma, you are such a bear, you Lao Bei, haha, thank you for thinking about it, hahahaha."

Grandma is a bear? No matter how high the official position, this guy can't change the mantra he learned in college. Whenever he gets happy, he will show up.

Lao Bei said proudly: "How about it? Do you still want to say that I don't have the potential to be an official?"

Wen Chun smiled and waved his hands: "This... haha, not good, not good, haha."

Lao Bei was a little frustrated and said sternly: "Old Wen, don't let me hit the vital point, just hit him haha."

Wen Chun stopped laughing and asked: "Let me tell you, Lao Bei, you nerd, what else can you do besides quibbling? Okay, let's just follow your logic. Then let me ask you, do you know who is my little lover?

?”

Lao Bei was speechless and blushed: "Well...but when you put on a suit, I will also remember your virtue of wearing crotchless pants. You, you will definitely have it."

"Lao Bei, you can think of using this place as a breakthrough point, which is a bold choice. At least it is smarter than thinking about my parents." Wen Chun praised: "I agree with your hypothesis."

"Hehe." Lao Beigan laughed a few times. "Also, since I have the qualifications to seduce you, you have to assume that I know about your little lover."

Wen Chun said sternly: "Okay, let's assume you know, but your answer won't get high marks. At most, you can only get 59 points, which basically means you failed."

Lao Bei was puzzled: "Why?"

"First, my little lover, what does she lack? You have to get her. The cost of running a business is too huge, and the gain may not be worth the loss."

"Well, what about the second one?"

"Secondly, you dare to make a fuss about me having a little lover. You are holding a time bomb on your hands. If you don't steal the chicken, the rice will be lost, and you will end up being an official for the rest of your life."

"Ah?" Lao Bei broke out in cold sweat.

"Drilling is also a kind of investment. When choosing an investment object, you must first evaluate the investment risks and weigh the input and output. With your current status and income, as well as the official position you want to seek, the positioning of drilling should be low. Don't think about it.

You must have heard the saying, "Stay with the leader's little tail, and you will be with the tiger like you are with the tiger." Unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not stir up trouble and burn yourself, or play with fire and burn yourself."

Lao Bei was anxious: "Um...then tell me, where should I start to set up camp?"

"It's too far, it's too far. Come on, drink, drink." Wen Chun smiled but didn't answer.

Lao Bei refused and held down Wen Chun's wine glass: "No, you can't drink until you make it clear."

When Lao Bei made him anxious, Wen Chuncai said: "Lao Bei, you don't have the potential to be an official. It's all in vain. In other words, you are not material to be an official."

Lao Bei had no choice but to smile bitterly, and had to have a drink with Wen Chun before finishing his drink. He couldn't help but ask: "Okay, okay, I'm not the material to be an official. So tell me, what kind of person is the material to be an official?"

Woolen cloth?"

"Well," Wen Chun pondered for a moment and chewed a pig egg. "You really want to know?"

"I really want to."

"Hey, I know you're still not convinced, Lao Bei." After Wen Chun finished speaking, he didn't care about the embarrassment on Lao Bei's face. He walked into the study and took out the stack of yellowed and worn notebooks from the bookcase.

He casually pulled out one of the books, turned to a page with squinted eyes, and said excitedly: "Lao Bei, in order to write a crappy book for you, I took out all my old papers. These are the notes I took for more than ten years.

It records every bit of my experience as a handyman, and I have recorded everything of value in it in detail. Now that I look through it, they are all worth a fortune."

"It doesn't matter, I'm not official material anyway, what are you afraid of?" Lao Bei grabbed it and turned over a page, which neatly recorded that Wen Chun accompanied the governor to inspect the work in Lianjiang County more than ten years ago.

itinerary.

What time did we set off, who accompanied us, which places we went to, which local officials we met with, how long we spent there, where we ate, what words we said, etc.

Turning another page, there was a dense record of a drunken chat between a local official and Wen Chun more than ten years ago. Wen Chun carefully reviewed the name of a classmate of the provincial governor who had accidentally revealed the name during the chat. He regretted it and reminded him.

Please wait and see in the future.

Lao Bei continued to look through it, but Wen Chun snatched him away: "Lao Bei, don't underestimate these running accounts. Only after analysis did you know that they contained very valuable information. Just take the length of time you met with local officials.

For example, people who talk for a long time must have a higher status in the minds of leaders than those who talk for a short time. Most of them are signs before promotion. Before they are promoted, these officials must pay close attention to the relationship and get involved.

It's small, but the effect is big. Once he gets promoted, he will probably help you on your own promotion path in the future."

Being an official is not difficult, as long as you are willing!

It is not difficult to memorize these things once, but what is difficult is that Wen Chun actually memorized them for more than ten years, and he was able to realize the unique official value from them.

Lao Bei couldn't help but admire that Wen Chun's rapid rise in the officialdom was not just a matter of luck as rumored by the outside world. There was indeed a unique business strategy and extraordinary efforts behind it.

Wen Chun, this official wizard, lives up to his reputation!

Lao Bei held up his wine glass with great admiration and said, "Lao Wen, I'm impressed with you!"

Wen Chun drank a toast happily and said modestly: "No, no, my opportunities are just a little better than yours. By the way, I have to explain something to you first. We two brothers are just happy to talk about this nonsense.

That's fine, but don't spread it to Mingyue's ears. That way, yellow mud will fall into your crotch, it's either feces or feces. I can't wash it off even if I jump into the Qinglian River."

Hearing this, Lao Bei suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Lao Wen, you still have to be the deputy director of the Education Bureau of Wangcheng County for me."

"What do you mean?" Wen Chun glanced sideways at Lao Bei.

"If you don't agree, I will send the recording of tonight's conversation to Mingyue's mailbox!" Lao Bei magically took out his mobile phone and said proudly: "Hey, I did record it."

Wen Chun was shocked, but remained calm and cursed: "Old Bei, you use such despicable methods to deal with the leader. You are a dung beetle crawling into the latrine - you are looking for death."

ah?!

Wen Chun drank another drink and said in a teaching tone: "Old Bei, you are not young, but you are still politically naive. With this bad trick of yours, if you catch up with me, or you are at odds with Mingyue, you may still be able to start.

It has the effect of fueling the flames. But think about it with your feet, what is the relationship between Mingyue and I? Can I be fooled by a child like you?"

Lao Bei is stupid!

"Let me tell you..." Wen Chun picked up Lao Bei's cell phone, pressed a few buttons quickly, and put it back on the table. "Forget it, Lao Bei, for your sake we can hang out together wearing crotchless pants.

For the sake of the government, I will transfer you from Wangcheng Middle School and become the deputy director of the Education Bureau."

Old Peking University was overjoyed, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and suddenly asked: "Hey, Old Wen, where is the recording of our conversation?"

Wen Chun didn't even raise his eyelids: "Delete it, I deleted it just now."

Grandma is a bear!

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