The official way of rebirth

In an office on the fifth floor of No. 3 Office Building of the Discipline Inspection Commission, Zhang Jinguang was flipping through the documents at hand.

pieces.

Secretary Zheng peeked at Director Zhang's face from time to time. Since the new Propaganda Minister of the province took office, the programs recommended by the Supervision Bureau to the Golden Shield Window column have been stuck several times. Zhang Ju, who has always been accustomed to making drastic changes, although he looks good on the surface

nothing happens,

But I guess I don’t have any ideas. Someone in the bureau began to spread the word that Director Zhang was too prominent, and some people above him had opinions about Director Zhang. There is no smoke without fire. If what everyone said is somewhat reliable, then I don’t know if Secretary Tang can handle it.

Or? Give up the car to save the handsome man?

"Zheng, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Jinguang pointed to the unauthorized documents placed on the table. Zheng came back to his senses, picked up the documents in a hurry, and left.

Zhang Jinguang looked at his back and shook his head, he was still young and frizzy.

Picking up the phone, Zhang Jinguang dialed a number. Mr. Xia from Xia Lan Hotel was Secretary Tang’s sister-in-law. Although Zhang Jinguang disdained nepotism, he still had some friendship with Mr. Xia and occasionally contacted him for a drink.

Tea.

When the music on her mobile phone rang, Sister Lan was slowly sipping tea in a graceful manner.

The office on the top floor of Xialan Hotel is extremely luxuriously decorated. Looking out from the Western-style floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire Spring City seems to be under your feet. The majestic aura is extremely shocking.

The Liu family and his wife were sitting on the soft white sand, looking at the magnificence and power of Sister Lan's office. They felt terrified. They came from their hometown. They had heard about Xia Lan a long time ago, but they didn't expect it to be so big.

, the old couple who were busy introducing their second girl quickly shut up when they saw Sister Lan stretching out her rose-like hand to pick up the phone.

"Zhang Ju?" Sister Lan was slightly startled. She still liked Zhang Jinguang, the Black-faced God, so she naturally wanted to be friendly to him. But since she got drunk that day, Sister Lan thought about the three Black-faced Gods.

She was so frightened that she couldn't even write a word. During these days, she almost lived like a year, thinking about everything.

She tried every means to avoid the chance of being alone with the black-faced god, and the last resort was to have Ning Ning present. But Sister Lan also knew that this was not an option. If the black-faced god really wanted to scold her, she would never find the chance to do so.

I was in such a miserable state. How to solve this problem made Sister Lan not think about anything.

But sometimes when I think of that night, Sister Lan can't help but feel proud. It's funny to think about the black-faced god who was tortured by her all night. Who dares to roll around in the black-faced god's bed? It's just me, Xia.

Lan?

During this time, Sister Lan did not want to interact with official people anymore, so she declined Zhang Jinguang's invitation. Naturally, she did not know that Zhang Jinguang would regard her refusal as some kind of signal.

Putting down the phone gracefully, Sister Lan held up the tea cup with her slender orchid hands, and spoke softly with her red lips: "Director Zhang of the Supervision Bureau, who is older than the mayor, asked me to have tea, and I declined."

Father Liu and Aunt Liu both laughed and didn't know what to say. When they came to the provincial capital to meet Xia Lan, they couldn't even say the words they had prepared. Fu Lan was so awesome now, and the drivers were all foreign modern girls.

, the person who just came in to report on work was also a foreigner, he spoke blunt Chinese and was very respectful, which was even more impressive than the provincial governor.

Sister Lan took a sip of tea and whispered softly: "Call me at home.

Already." His eyes turned to the young girl standing aside. The girl was gentle, quiet, delicate and pretty.

"Are you the second girl?"

Father Liu hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, this is the second girl. You have hugged her. She has just graduated from college and is working in the city."

Second girl, hurry up and call me aunt.

Lan Nu's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

But the second girl was smart and said, "Mr. Xia, can I call you sister in private? Okay?"

Father Liu scolded: "What sister? You're not a big deal? You don't even understand seniority?"

Sister Lan looked the second girl up and down and smiled slightly: "Just leave me here.

But speaking of which, start from the grassroots level and I won’t take care of you.”

"Thank you, Mr. Xia, thank you, Mr. Xia." The second girl is very grateful, isn't it? Although the employment situation in Liaodong is good, the Xialan Hotel is first-class. The salary is higher than that of state-owned enterprises, and the contract is guaranteed for promotion.

The system is more transparent than that of state-owned enterprises, and I didn't expect that the big boss of the hotel came from his hometown, so he would always take care of me to some extent.

Sister Lan chuckled and slowly picked up the teacup.

The plane was flying through the clouds, and when I looked out the window, the sky was exceptionally blue.

In the front row of the chartered flight, Tang Yi was flipping through the documents in hand. He was going to Funingdu, Sichuan Autonomous Region to attend a symposium on cooperation and exchange between Liaodong and Sichuan provinces. In the past two years, Liaodong has made great efforts to assist Sichuan, and

A relatively direct relationship has been established with Sichuan, but it is Tang Yi's first time to attend such a symposium, and it is also his first time to visit Sichuan as secretary of the Provincial Party Committee.

The Liaodong party and government delegation is also extremely strong, with two members of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, Wang Jun, the Spring City Party Committee Secretary, and Miao Ying, the Secretary-General.

The stewardesses of Beihang Airlines walked around the cabin with sweet smiles. Needless to say, the stewardesses who were selected to serve this charter flight were all elites among the service staff of Beihang Airlines.

Wang Hansheng stood beside Tang Yi and drank water silently. He was familiar with the climate of the capital.

He also knows the subtlety of the current situation, so the more normal Tang Yi behaves now, the more suspicious he becomes.

The confusion is getting worse. At this time, what does it mean for Tang Yi to come to Sichuan?

Tang Yi suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Have you seen Hu Qiu? What's your impression?"

Of course Wang Jun had met Hu Qiu and had met Commander Hu a few times. Hearing that Commander Hu and Tang Yi were very close, it was true, otherwise he would not have sent his son to Tang Yi as a guard.

Wang Jun smiled and said: "Very good Tuo Yi."

Tang Yi nodded, "He is on the edge of Sichuan, in the mountain brigade of the Nineteenth Group Army." Although nothing could be seen from Tang Yi's face, Wang Jun knew from Tang Yi's initiative to mention Hu Qiu that this Hu Qiu was with Tang Yi.

It obviously carries a lot of weight in my mind.

At Duning Airport, Ma Jingwu, Secretary of the Party Committee of Sichuanbian Autonomous Region, Jigme Cairen, Mayor of Sichuanbian Autonomous Region, Lu Kai, Deputy Secretary of the Party Committee of Sichuanbian Autonomous Region and Executive Deputy Governor, Gu Zhandong, Member of the Standing Committee of the Party Committee of Sichuanbian Autonomous Region and Secretary of Duning Municipal Party Committee

Waiting for everyone to arrive to greet you.

Needless to say, Gu Zhandong was the former mayor of Spring City, an old subordinate of Tang Yi, a popular and professional cadre of Liaodong. Even Lu Kai was an old acquaintance of Tang Yi, the executive deputy governor of southern Sichuan, and Tang Yi also helped

He is so busy that when the two of them are in such a position and can occasionally chat on the phone, they are quite good friends.

Ma Jingwu, who is in his fifties and in his prime, is also a popular candidate to be nominated as a member of the Politburo at the Sixth Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China at the end of the year.

Everyone has heard that two members of the Politburo will retire due to physical reasons, but the only alternate member of the Politburo is in a state of recuperation. Therefore, it has basically become a consensus within the party to add a member of the Politburo at the Sixth Plenary Session of the Central Committee. This may have happened early.

In the calculation of certain forces, after a long period of investigation

, on the occasion of the upcoming general change, a heavyweight who has the support of most of the party's forces is promoted to the Politburo to pave the way for entering the next Politburo Standing Committee. The style has been set about two or three years ago. In recent years,

The time is just for people to inspect the cadres within their own system and let the capable ones take their place.

The moment Tang Yi and Ma Jingwu shook hands cordially, the reporters who had been waiting for a long time became busy and the flashlights lit up.

Tang Yi's next itinerary is naturally to attend a forum between the two provinces, go to the countryside to see the changes in Sichuan Town, meet with Liaodong aid Sichuan cadres, aid Sichuan college students, volunteer teams, etc.

After a few days, Miao Ying felt a little overwhelmed. After all, she was a lesbian and she was not old enough. In addition, her schedule was tight and altitude sickness was relatively strong. When she returned to Ningdu, she was bored in the hotel. In the evening, Tang Yi

After the Liaodong cadres had attended the banquet and returned to the hotel, she got off the ground and came to Tang Yi's room.

Miao then discovered that Wang Jun and others were not there. In addition to Secretary Tang, there was a man and a woman on the sand. The man was in military uniform, handsome, and the woman was in casual clothes, elegant and beautiful.

"Sister Miao." The male officer stood up and shook hands with Miao Ying with a smile. Miao Ying looked carefully for a few times and then recognized Secretary Tang's former guard, Hu.

Hu Qiu came with Guan He. Guan He now teaches in a middle school in Ningdu and has established a relationship with Hu Qiu. However, it is still a bit difficult to talk about it at home. Although the two elders of the Hu family know about their affairs,

They have never made their stance clear, and their relationship is still quite awkward at home during the holidays.

Tang Yi said with a smile: "Secretary-General, you came just in time to be a matchmaker for the newlyweds.

Hu Qiu and Guan He both blushed. Even in front of Tang Yi, they still felt a little awkward when talking about the two of them.

Miao Ying said with a smile: "It's done, a match made in heaven."

Tang Yi smiled and said: "Then I'll leave it to you. When Commander Hu asks about it later, I'll take the lead you held when Qiu was in Liaodong."

Only then did Miao Ying know that Tang Yi was not joking, so she nodded: "Okay." Although she didn't know the origin of this woman, she thought it was the Hu family who didn't agree. Commander Hu didn't know who it was, but Secretary Tang asked her to

How could I possibly back down if it was such a big thing?

Hu Qiu was surprised when he saw that Brother Tang was "playing for real". He was a little excited and a little scared. He opened the window paper at home. He had been looking forward to it for a long time, but when the day came, he felt anxious.

very.

Seeing Hu's silly look, Tang Yi smiled: "You are now a colonel and deputy brigade commander? It's time to start a family and start a business. Why, don't you have the guts to show off your breasts in front of Uncle Hu?"

Hu Qiu was stunned for a while, then suddenly slapped the coffee table and said, "Okay, I'll tell you the truth."

Guan He is angry and funny, and Qiuti is not slow in his work, but why does he always look like a child who has not grown up? Is this also the case in the army?

Looking at Tang Yi gratefully, Guan He said sincerely: "Brother Tang, thank you."

Tang Yi smiled and clapped his hands on Hu Qiu's shoulder: "You understand responsibility and you are mature." He knew that although Hu Qiu agreed in a joking way, he must have made up his mind to go to the end.