Tears flashed in Xie Tianen's eyes. He suddenly stood up, held Wu Jiangkai's hand tightly, and choked with sobs: "Secretary Wu, Xie Tianen is very satisfied with your words. It was all my fault in the past.
You play the opposite role, no matter whether I will be in a leadership position in the future, I will firmly support you and support you. Thank you, thank you..."
It is better to win over an ally than to make an enemy, especially in the officialdom. Because interests can form alliances, because power can draw a circle, but there are no permanent allies, only eternal interests.
Wu Jiangkai sighed and said: "Lao Xie, you..." Wu Jiangkai wanted to persuade him a few more words, but he swallowed it and said: "You can do it yourself." After saying that, he waved his hand to him.
Xie Tianen closed his eyes, bit his lips and nodded, turning around to leave. The moment he opened the door, Xie Tianen turned back and said: "Secretary Wu, let Tianliang come back, we brothers will bear the responsibility for the mistakes we made together.
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Wu Jiangkai crossed his hands on his abdomen and licked his chapped lips with his tongue from time to time. Seeing Xie Tianen's sincere determination to repent, Wu Jiangkai nodded and said, "Come back."
Xie Tianen didn't know how he got home. When he got home, he didn't turn on the lights. Instead, he sat alone on the sofa in a daze, thinking over and over in his mind every crime he had committed over the years. It seemed so...
It was clear, but it seemed blurry, but he felt lighter than ever before, as if he was not afraid of the dark. He hit his head hard twice, hugged his head and curled up on the ground in pain.
After sending Xie Tianen away, Wu Jiangkai couldn't calm down for a long time. At first, he didn't want to save Xie Tianen, and even wanted to hand him over to the disciplinary inspection department so that he would be ruined like Lu Haofang. But later, Xie Tianen's words moved him again. Whether he meant it or not.
These words touched Wu Jiangkai's fragile nerves.
Kindness is really not a good thing for a prince. In other words, if Wu Jiangkai had no one to help him, he would never be able to get to where he is today by his own ability. He might just be a copywriter all his life.
He wrote and painted and spent his life mediocrely. However, he met a noble man and was lucky enough to shine in the officialdom. His life was destined to be extraordinary.
On the contrary, County Magistrate Ding Qingxiang climbed up step by step from the grassroots level. He has a lot of work experience and deep qualifications. His achievements today are really due to his resolute and courageous character and decisive methods, stepping on others. In terms of ability,
Ding Qingxiang does not need Wujiang Kaichai, but he lacks a strong backing, or it can be said that he lacks luck, which is why he has been stuck in the position of county magistrate for many years.
If you want to stand up in the officialdom and stand out, you have to be thick-skinned and dark-hearted. If you always have a kind heart, you can only be said to be a good person, not a good official.
Judging from Wu Jiangkai's various performances after he came to power, his bookish and coppery smell is the real reason why local officials dare to confront him. If it were Ding Qingxiang, it might be a different situation.
The hour hand pointed to ten o'clock. Wu Jiangkai sat in the room and stared at the clock in rapt attention. Every time it clicked, he felt inexplicably nervous. He didn't want to wait in such a depressing environment, so he stood up and walked out.
Office, get ready to go out and get some fresh air.
As soon as he left the door, he saw the light in the secretarial department was on. He walked over curiously, and through the crack in the door, he saw a young man immersed in copying something. Wu Jiangkai's heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered that he was the same way back then.
Working hard, he opened the door and walked in.
When the young man saw Wu Jiangkai, he quickly stood up and shouted tremblingly: "Secretary Wu."
Wu Jiangkai smiled and nodded, walked up to him and said, "What are you writing?"
The young man rubbed his head in embarrassment and said: "Secretary Wu, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Although I am studying Chinese, I have never been able to control the official language well, so I want to work overtime and study more. I will copy down the wonderful articles I see.
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Wu Jiangkai looked at the young man's densely packed notebook, picked it up and flipped through it with interest, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Secretary Wu, my name is Nie Shaoxin. I was transferred from Dongquan No. 3 Middle School a while ago."
Wu Jiangkai put down his notebook, patted Nie Shaoxin on the shoulder and said: "Comrade Nie Shaoxin, with your enthusiasm for learning, there is nothing you can't do, so work hard."
"Thank you, Secretary Wu, I will work harder." Nie Shaoxin bowed and thanked him.
"You should be busy. I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go for a walk." After saying that, Wu Jiangkai walked out of the secretarial department.
Just as he was about to go downstairs, Wu Jiangkai heard the cell phone ringing in the office, but he had no choice but to go back. When he returned to the office, he picked up the cell phone and saw that it was Wan Qiang's call, so he answered it.
"Secretary Wu, according to the informant's report, most of the private diggers did not go up the mountain tonight and were basically at home, which brought convenience to our arrest. However, the time dragged on for too long, and the weather
It's cold and the police are complaining a lot, can we take action in advance?" Wan Qiang said.
"No! I said that the set time cannot be changed. We must get the criminals to completely relax their guard before we can act. At this time, the action will definitely alert the enemy. Please let the comrades be patient." Wu Jiangkai said sternly.
Wu Jiangkai hung up the phone and saw that the time was almost up. He picked up the phone on his desk and called the county magistrate Ding Qingxiang.
"Hey, Old Ding, I'm Jiang Kai. Are you asleep?" Wu Jiangkai said.
Ding Qingxiang was a little baffled when he received a call from Wu Jiangkai, because Wu Jiangkai rarely took the initiative to call him. He looked at his watch and said: "Not yet, ready to rest. Secretary Wu, what's the matter?"
Wu Jiangkai smiled and said: "If you are okay, I would like to have a chat with you. Do you think that's okay?"
Now Ding Qingxiang was even more unsure, and thought to himself: "Which play is Wu Jiangkai going to sing in, and he actually took the initiative to make a date with himself?" He was stunned for a long time, and said: "Okay, where can we meet?"
"It's in my office, I'll wait for you." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
A good show is about to take place.
Half an hour later, Ding Qingxiang walked in. Wu Jiangkai went to the door to greet him personally and made Ding Qingxiang a cup of good tea, which made Ding Qingxiang feel flattered.
"Wu Jiangkai is definitely not good at being so attentive." Ding Qingxiang decided. He said with a smile: "Secretary Wu is still not resting at this late hour?"
Wu Jiangkai pointed to his head and said: "I haven't been able to sleep well these past two days, and my meals are not good. I wonder if I am entering old age early."
"Haha..." Ding Qingxiang laughed heartily, "I said, Old Wu, how old are you? Just over 40. I am over 50 years old and I still don't feel old. Aren't you looking down on me?