Three days later, Xu Junran appeared outside the gate of Changqing Township Government.
"Xu...Secretary Xu, are you here to work?"
A hesitant voice came from behind, which made Xu Junran turn his head, but found that it was Feng Shuqin who was chatting with him that day.
A smile appeared on his face, and Xu Junran greeted Feng Shuqin: "Sister Feng, you just came."
Feng Shuqin pushed a bicycle and walked to Xu Junran, looking at Xu Junran in surprise: "Secretary Xu, are you... not working in the Party Committee?"
She heard that the new Secretary Xu is the deputy secretary of the Party Committee and deputy township head, which means that he has offices on both sides. But what Xu Junran meant today was clearly the township government.
The office posture.
According to common sense, general leaders, the Party Committee work on the Party Committee, and the Government work on the Government. If you have part-time jobs, it depends on what the work is in charge. If the work in charge is mainly the work of the Party Committee.
, the office is in the Party Committee.
In situations like Xu Junran, many people, including Feng Shuqin, originally thought that he should be working in the crescent village.
No one expected that Xu Junran would come to Xinjian Village.
"Haha, I'm probably going to work here in the future." Xu Junran smiled at Feng Shuqin and said, "Secretary Ma sent me here. I'll ask Sister Feng to help you in the future."
Feng Shuqin smiled awkwardly and nodded: "Secretary, please be polite. I will ask you to take care of me more in the future."
No matter what, Xu Junran is the deputy secretary of the Party Committee and is a dignified member of the Party Committee. How could he need his own help?
The two walked towards the township government compound together. Xu Junran smiled and said to Feng Shuqin, "Sister Feng, how long have you been in the township government?"
Feng Shuqin said: "It has been nine years. It was the commune before, but now it is the township government."
"It's been so long." Xu Junran nodded: "By the way, Sister Feng knows why our township party committee and township government are not working together?"
"This..." Feng Shuqin hesitated for a moment, but did not speak immediately.
Xu Junran smiled and said, "We're just chatting. Sister Feng, you are the old man here. You know more than me."
He gave Feng Shuqin enough face. A deputy secretary of the Party Committee asked a government office clerk in such a low manner and was so polite. It was obvious that he hoped that Feng Shuqin could tell him the truth. Others might feel that they had no face.
But Xu Junran didn't think so. After all, Feng Shuqin was in her forties and was fifty. Speaking of which, she was no fewer than her mother and elders. Although she had a higher position, Xu Junran did not think she should be in those
What kind of leader airs do you put on in front of an older person?
Feng Shuqin was not stupid either. Xu Junran asked herself this question, if she didn't speak, wouldn't she offend the upstart? So, she thought about it and quietly told Xu Junran about the whole story.
After listening to Feng Shuqin's narration, Xu Junran then understood why this happened in Changqing Township.
Changqing Township was formed by the merger of two communes, the Xinyue Commune and the Xinjian Commune. The first party secretary was Zhu Zecheng, the current deputy director of the Organization Department of the County Party Committee. However, at that time, it was not called Changqing Township, but Changqing District.
The problems left over from Changqing Commune to Changqing District Commune, and then to Changqing Township. The two communes, Xinyue and Xinjian, have not been solved. At the beginning, it was because the office location was insufficient, so the two were put into use.
The original cadres of the commune were opened, but later it turned into a situation where the party committee and the government worked in different places respectively.
Such a situation became even more serious as Wang Xianglin and Ma Jubao took office.
Xu Junran thought something. It seems that the problem in Changqing Township is a typical problem between the top leaders of the party and government in later generations. However, due to historical reasons, the relationship between the party committee and the government in Changqing Township has become even more tense.
Just some.
"Secretary Xu, you don't know that Township Mayor Wang is actually very good. He is also a teacher. If it weren't for the Party Committee's too much..."
Feng Shuqin saw Xu Junran's expression and couldn't help but say something.
Xu Junran was stunned. He didn't expect that Wang Xianglin, the village head whom he had never met, would have such a high evaluation in Feng Shuqin's mouth, which was beyond his expectations.
Stopped, Xu Junran looked at Feng Shuqin: "Sister Feng, as you said, Secretary Ma is a bad guy?"
Feng Shuqin was stunned, and then her face became ugly. You should know that what she said just now was something that everyone said in private on weekdays, if it really came to Ma Jubao's ears, it would be a mistake, which would be equivalent to
It is to slander the leader behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, she quickly shook her head at Xu Junran, and said with a rattle: "Secretary Xu, I don't mean that, I..." In a hurry, she didn't know how to explain to Xu Junran.
Xu Junran laughed and waved his hand: "Just kidding, Sister Feng, you didn't say anything today, and I didn't hear anything."
After saying that, he walked straight into the township government office building, leaving Feng Shuqin with an inexplicable look on his face.
Sometimes, doing things cannot leave a handle, and Xu Junran doesn't want Feng Shuqin to spread the situation in her hometown everywhere. So in this way, putting a tight spell on Feng Shuqin's head, Xu Junran felt that it was very good.
necessary.
"Yuan, Secretary Xu." Walking into the township government building, Xu Junran met Ge Dazhuang who was about to go out.
"Captain Ge, is Chief Wang back?"
Ge Dazhuang was stunned, then smiled and nodded: "Secretary Xu came just right. The village chief just came back last night. Let's go, I'll take you there."
The two of them came outside an office, and Ge Dazhuang knocked on the door: "Governor, Comrade Xu Junran is here."
"Come in." A slightly hoarse voice came from the room. Although the voice was hoarse, the tone had a sense of temperament. Xu Junran couldn't explain clearly what this attitude was, but when he heard the tone and tone, he knew that he was talking inside.
The person who is full of confidence is a kind of confidence and majesty that can only be established after controlling power and responding to it.
Many people have always felt that most of the so-called rural cadres in grassroots townships should wear shabby straw hats, wear coarse cloth, and then roll up their trousers. They do farm work in the fields all day long, and meet interviews with superiors or reporters.
Most of them are full of swear words and act recklessly. Some people even drink wine all day long and can't even explain the words.
But in fact, Xu Junran knew that this was not the case.
Many grassroots cadres in the 1980s were taught by educated youth who did not return to the city after going to the countryside. The quality of these people is still very high. At least, in some aspects, their image is definitely not what people imagine.
That kind of mud legs.
It was like Wang Xianglin who appeared in front of Xu Junran at this time.
Wang Xianglin is about 36 or seven years old, with big faces in all directions, but he is not the kind of red-faced man, but he looks like a white-faced scholar, with a bit of a leader's temperament. He wears the most common Zhongshan suit in this era, and looks at his temperament.
The leader who had read books was different from the kind of roughness and tyranny of Ma Jubao. He was more like a teacher. At this time, he was sitting on an office chair, signing a document, and taking a look at Ge Dazhuang who was following Xu Junran.
He reached out and handed it to him, "Lao Ge, you can find someone to send it to the Party Committee."
Ge Dazhuang nodded, glanced at Xu Junran, and turned around and left the office.
After he went out, Wang Xianglin raised his head and looked at Xu Junran, stood up and walked to Xu Junran: "Secretary Xu, I'm sorry, I went to the village a few days ago and I was not at home. I couldn't even greet you when you came to take office.
Don't be surprised by you."
He is the leader. Since he said that, Xu Junran naturally would not take it to heart. He smiled and said, "You are polite, the village chief, you are busy with official duties, I still understand."
Wang Xianglin pointed to the sofa opposite him and said to Xu Junran gently: "Sit down, let's have a good chat."
The two of them sat down on the sofa. Wang Xianglin took out a cigarette and handed it to Xu Junran and said, "How is it? Are you used to it in the Party Committee these days?"
Xu Junran was not a fool either. He reached out to take Wang Xianglin's cigarette, but did not light it for himself immediately. Instead, he took out a match and helped him light it, and then he lit it.
Wang Xianglin took a puff of the cigarette and asked Xu Junran a question, but he didn't say anything for a while. To be fair, this silence can put a lot of pressure on people. The cigarettes rose in the house and when they were about to reach the roof, they dispersed.
Under such circumstances, ordinary cadres may have been unable to bear it anymore.
However, this is nothing to Xu Junran. Xu Junran has seen many big names in the capital. If others don’t say it, who can have those old men in China put a huge pressure on people? Whether it is Mr. Sun or Mr. Cao?
They were all big men who were so angry that the world was shocked. The pressure on them was much greater than that of Wang Xianglin, a small village chief.
Therefore, although Xu Junran was very politely smoking like Wang Xianglin, he did not feel uncomfortable at all, and the wind was light and clouds were calm and motionless.
"Thank you, Township Mayor Wang for your concern, I'm fine." Xu Junran said lightly to Wang Xianglin after smoking a cigarette.
Wang Xianglin was a little stunned, as if he didn't expect Xu Junran to have this spirit in the face of his own pressure, and he was clearly not influenced by himself. No wonder this guy has such ability. The cadres from the Central Party School are not ordinary people after all.
Looking at Xu Junran, Wang Xianglin shot the ashes and smiled and said, "No wonder, no wonder I can get the title of outstanding student of the Central Party School. It's good, good, very good!"