"Sister, can we discuss something?"

Bai Qing raised her eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"Mu Guangsen is my secretary. He is a nice young man. I went to the party school this time to give him a long vacation. He plans to take this opportunity to get married. After a while, he wants to bring his wife to visit me. By the way

Take a tour of the capital. I want them to live at home, so they don’t have to stay in hotels and waste money.”

Bai Qing smiled and said, "You don't have to discuss this matter with me, you can make your own decision. Anyway, our house has a lot of rooms, Xiaolan Xiaoqing and a few nannies, it still looks deserted. Let alone two,

Any number will do."

"It's just..." She deliberately prolonged her voice, "Aren't you afraid of scaring them?"

Li Yuanlang understood his wife's deep meaning. Being scared had two meanings. One was that he was shocked by the luxurious style of the villa. The other was that Mu Guangsen did not know that Li Yuanlang and Bai Qing were married.

He knew something about Bai Qing. I think back then, Miss Bai could even reprimand Ming Shangbai, and she was a master that even Secretary Liu Hao of the Provincial Party Committee did not dare to offend. If he knew that Bai Qing was Lu Linsong's daughter, Mu Guang would

How will Sen react?

Therefore, Li Yuanlang said frankly: "Just know it if you know it. It's time to let him know."

Bai Qing understood Li Yuanlang's intention. This was to show Mu Guangsen's trump card and to show his trust in his secretary.

"That's right." Bai Qing thought of something and reminded: "You travel between the party school and home. I think it is more convenient to drive. There are many models in the underground garage. You can choose one yourself."

"Beijing has serious traffic jams and limited numbers. It's faster to take buses and subways." Li Yuanlang knew that there were more than ten cars of different models in the underground garage.

It ranges from tens of millions to several million, including cars, sports cars, off-road vehicles, and RVs. The worst one is the Mercedes-Benz G.

Li Yuanlang doesn't like publicity and is used to keeping a low profile.

As a government official in advanced studies, driving a million-dollar car will inevitably show off, have a bad influence, and is not in line with his character.

Taking the subway and bus can make you more down-to-earth, and Li Yuanlang is quite happy about it.

The admission requirements for this junior high school class are strict, the age limit is under 40 years old, and a full-time undergraduate degree or above is required.

The main purpose is to train personnel who can enter this university to prepare for the future training of provincial-level leading cadres, so the requirements are naturally high.

There are a total of sixty students in this batch, and they are divided into class one and class two according to their scores.

Generally speaking, the school pays more attention to Class 1 because the overall level of Class 1 is stronger and the proportion of good students coming out of Class 1 is higher. Therefore, the school attaches great importance to its training.

At noon on the first day before school started, Li Yuanlang completed the registration procedures.

He was assigned to a class and received a student card, meal card, library card and swimming card, as well as a schedule and notes.

The dormitory is shared by two people.

On one side of the door is the bathroom and on the other side is a wardrobe.

Toothbrushes, towels and other items have been prepared in the bathroom, so students do not need to bring their own.

Inside is a living room with a sofa, TV and a few simple pieces of furniture.

Further inside is the bedroom, with two single beds, a writing desk and chairs, and a desktop computer on the writing desk.

Li Yuanlang finished the visit and was putting clothes into the wardrobe.

The door opened and a man walked in. He was in his forties, of medium height, neither fat nor thin, and had very bright eyes.

"Comrade, do you live here?" The Mandarin spoken by the man was mixed with a strong Central Plains accent.

"I am." Li Yuanlang nodded in response.

The man took the initiative to extend his right hand and introduced himself: "My surname is Ai, Ai Mingao."

When Li Yuanlang shook hands with Ai Mingao, he also told the other party his name.

After shaking hands, both of them took out their cigarettes and greeted each other.

What Li Yuanlang has in his hands is the hard-boxed Hibiscus King that costs 25 yuan a box, while Ai Minggao has the hard-covered thin-branched Hibiscus King that costs 26 yuan.

"Haha!" The two people smiled at each other, and Li Yuanlang said: "It's really a fate. We both like to draw the same brand, so let's each draw our own."

"Okay, it tastes the same anyway."

They lit the lights, and Aimingao looked around from outside to inside, nodded slightly and said: "The conditions are not bad, it is as good as a three-star hotel."

Li Yuanlang said: "It doesn't matter whether the conditions are good or bad, the main thing is that the opportunity is rare."

"Yes." Ai Mingao nodded in agreement, "Those who can study in the School of Administration are all rising stars. I heard that one-third of this class will be able to take up provincial and ministerial-level jobs in the future."

"The proportion is quite high." Li Yuanlang was deeply touched.

Looking at the whole country, there are as many as 700,000 cadres at the division level, but at the department level, the number drops to 12, 12, or 30,000. As for the provincial and ministerial levels, it is conservatively estimated that there are no more than 3,000 people.

There are only about twenty people who have truly entered the inner circle, and only a few people who have reached the core level.

So, being able to be in a circle is already good enough, let alone a group of several people.

The two of them were smoking and chatting. Ai Mingao was the former deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city in Central Province and secretary of the Cheng'an County Party Committee.

It is common for county party committee secretaries to concurrently serve as deputy mayors. For example, Li Yuanlang served as deputy mayor of Guangnan City when he was appointed secretary of the Wuma County Party Committee.

Li Yuanlang heard this, clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations to Vice Mayor Ai on your bright future."

Ai Minggao waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't be so polite. It's awkward to call someone an official, but it's more pleasant to call him a comrade." He then curiously asked about Li Yuanlang's situation.

Li Yuanlang said truthfully: "I have just been transferred from my original position and before I have arranged a new job, the provincial party committee sent me to the party school for further study."

"Oh." Ai Mingao nodded, "Comrade Yuen Long, you were originally..."

"Deputy Secretary of the Huai City Party Committee of An Giang Province."

Ai Mingao didn't know much about Huaicheng, so he couldn't help but ask: "Is Huaicheng a county-level city or..."

"Prefecture-level city." Li Yuanlang replied calmly.

Aimingao's jaw suddenly dropped. Darling, I dare to admit that this person is more powerful than me. He has already served as the third-in-command of the municipal party committee at the age of thirty-eight.

This is really confusing. This is a department-level training class, and those below the deputy department level are not eligible to participate.

Come to think of it, this man who is two years younger than me will be promoted to a large extent after graduating from training.

He is now the deputy director, wouldn't the next step be to become the main director?

Although he and Li Yuanlang are in different provinces, there is no guarantee that they will intersect in the future. Now that cadres communicate so frequently, it might be useful.

With the idea of ​​not missing out if he could make friends, Aimingao immediately took out another box of Chinese gold coins from his inner pocket and presented it to Li Yuanlang.

"I have it here." Li Yuanlang shook half of the cigarette in his hand.

"Change one, change one."

Unable to resist Ai Minggao's kindness, Li Yuanlang had no choice but to continue and start fighting.

He was smoking here, but he had a different meaning in his heart.

Vice Mayor Aimingao is really interesting.

On the surface, he was smoking ordinary cigarettes worth 26 yuan, but he was actually smoking gold slim cigarettes worth 80 yuan a pack.

Before Aimingao came, he did a lot of detailed work.

Even though he only has one-third of an acre of land, he is the emperor of the land, and he sticks to his word.

But in the capital, especially in a place like the Party School, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Especially in his class, there are many who are at the same level as him, and there are not a few who are better than him.

Maybe in a few years, someone among them will take up a higher leadership position.

Being a classmate of so-and-so at the party school is a considerable amount of political capital and will be of great help to future development.

Therefore, learning is only one of them. Making friends widely and expanding your circle of friends are equally important.

In other words, the party school is a place for learning, but also a place for making friends.

Especially those cadres from the lower provinces and cities, because there are also students from various ministries and commissions in the class.

By making friends with them, you will at least have a stepping stone and a roadmap for your future projects.

It's not like he arrived at the capital ministries and commissions and his eyes were completely blank, and he didn't even have any acquaintances.

This is the current reality. Li Yuanlang does not think that Ai Mingao has gone too far. This is a normal reaction.

If he hadn't been Lu Linsong's son-in-law, he would probably do the same thing.

As long as it helps your work, there's nothing wrong with making some emotional investment.

At noon, Ai Mingao and Li Yuanlang went to the school cafeteria to eat together.

While Vice Mayor Ai was eating, his phone kept ringing.

There are work matters and personal contacts.

There was also a phone call, and Li Yuanlang understood the meaning.

In order for students to study in peace and order, the school does not allow secretaries to enter the campus.

Aimingao's secretary lives in the Beijing Office of the Cheng'an County Letters and Calls Bureau and provides liaison services exclusively for Aimingao.

Previously, the offices in Beijing specializing in hospitality at the prefectural and county levels were canceled one after another, but the offices of the Bureau of Letters and Calls in Beijing sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

On the surface, they are responsible for supervising and handling petitions, but in fact they are still performing the original duties of the Beijing Office.
Chapter completed!