Ding Changlin wanted to chase Misidi in his heart. He couldn't tell where he was. He only felt that his mind was full of the red-faced little village woman, but his fallen body couldn't move. What does it mean to have a thief's heart but not a thief's strength? Ding Changlin had it all.
Really experienced it.
It was when Ding Changlin was drunk that Cui Jinshan received a call from the Organization Department, informing him of a meeting tomorrow morning. Lv Tiemei, the female director of the Organization Department, would send Ding Changlin to the Cultural Relics Bureau to take up the post of deputy director. A deputy division-level cadre was appointed, and the minister personally read out the appointment letter.
They are rare in Jing'an City, which shows how seriously Ding Changlin is taken.
When he received the news, Cui Jinshan was so shocked that he almost peed his pants. He was only half an hour away from getting off work. He called Zhao Yida to the office and asked him to immediately notify all cadres to come to the big meeting tomorrow morning.
With his eyes glowing green with anger, he asked Zhao Yida: "What is the background of that Ding Changlin?"
Zhao Yida was frightened by Cui Jinshan's appearance. He didn't know what happened. Ding Changlin was called by the municipal party committee secretary for a talk. There had been no movement in the past two days. Why did Cui Jinshan, who was so good, ask this again?
"Director Cui, I did check that this kid has no background. Secretary Qi's conversation with him must be related to the death of Mayor Liang Guofu. We can't scare ourselves. Besides, this kid is arrogant, so we should let him
I will guard Feng Dao's tomb for the rest of my life." When Zhao Yida thought of Ding Changlin's disrespect for him, he became angry, and taking this opportunity, he wanted to sue Ding Changlin for his crimes.
"Old Zhao, Old Zhao, what do you want me to say about you? Your political sensitivity is too poor. Tomorrow Minister Lu will personally send Ding Changlin to the bureau to be the deputy director. Now you are here to say that he has no background, you
How did you become the director of this office? Hurry up, get out, get out, inform tomorrow's meeting, and leave me alone." Cui Jinshan chased Zhao Yida away.
Zhao Yida didn't believe that the news he heard was correct. He looked at Cui Jinshan with confusion and asked, "Director Cui, you said Ding Changlin came to the bureau as deputy director?"
"Yes, I just received a call from the Organization Department. Please go down and inform tomorrow's meeting." Cui Jinshan was worried and chased Zhao Yida away again.
Zhao Yida did not dare to ask any more questions and walked out of Cui Jinshan's office in a daze. He felt as if he had fallen into a nightmare, so unreal. He pinched himself and felt the pain, only to realize that what he had just heard
Everything I have experienced is true.
As soon as Zhao Yida left, Cui Jinshan was extremely unwilling and dialed Li Wuyi's phone number. As soon as the call came through, he said: "Secretary Li, after get off work, can I invite Secretary Li to sit in the rose garden?"
Li Wuyi knew Cui Jinshan's intention of inviting him at this time, but he deliberately pretended to be confused and said: "Hey, Director Cui, what kind of wind is blowing today? Why do you think of inviting me to the rose garden?"
Cui Jinshan didn't care about Li Wuyi's sarcasm, and licked his face and said: "Secretary Li, Brother Li, it's urgent. For the sake of us having known each other for so many years, you can show me the way and come to the rose garden to see me."
I’ll ask you for advice in person, okay?”
"My Director Cui, Brother Cui," Li Wuyi laughed helpfully. When he called Cui Jinshan like this, Cui Jinshan's panicked mood calmed down. He thought that Li Wuyi would agree to meet. As a result, Li Wuyi
What he said after May 1st was: "I am accompanying my boss to receive the leaders of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. I can't go tonight. Let's do it another day. I will host another day and take Brother Cui to meet someone. Of course, someone can help you answer what Brother Cui wants to ask.
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When Cui Jinshan heard this, he asked disappointedly: "Then what should I do tomorrow?"
Of course Li Wuyi knew that Cui Jinshan was referring to Ding Changlin's appointment tomorrow, and said with a faint smile: "The organizational procedures have been completed, and you have no choice but to accept it."
"Is there no other choice?" Cui Jinshan asked reluctantly.
"Whoever the boss wants to hire, let alone you and me, no one even dared to object at the afternoon meeting of the Standing Committee. No matter how uncomfortable you are, you will have to knock out your teeth and swallow them in your own belly." Li Wuyi said without waiting.
Cui Jinshan responded again and hung up the phone.
Regarding Ding Changlin's appointment, not to mention Cui Jinshan's dissatisfaction, Li Wuyi was even more uncomfortable. He complained in front of Fang Shenghai, but at the Standing Committee meeting in the afternoon, even the boss's archenemy, Mayor Sha Rongchuan, did not object.
Cui Jinshan is useless. This is the reason why Li Wuyi doesn't want to see Cui Jinshan. He has to consult Fang Shenghai. It would be better for Fang Shenghai to come forward. After all, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he can't really be at odds with his boss.
When Cui Jinshan was checking out the details, Zhao Yida was not idle. As soon as he returned to his office, he handed over the task of notifying tomorrow's meeting to his clerk. He walked around in the office. He had calculated everything, but nothing happened.
Considering that Ding Changlin suddenly became his leader, Ding Changlin was nearly two rounds younger than Cui Jinshan. If this situation continues to develop, Cui Jinshan's position will sooner or later belong to Ding Changlin. Thinking of this, Zhao Yida became an ant on the hot pot.
, that’s all, it’s still too late to curry favor with Ding Changlin.
Zhao Yida quickly called Ding Changlin, but the phone was ringing and no one answered.
Zhao Yida's heart thumped, it's over, it's over. Ding Changlin probably saw that he didn't answer his phone, so he switched to the landline in the office and called Ding Changlin again.
After another long call, Ding Changlin fell into a drowsy sleep. He didn't know if he was answering the phone in his dream or if he had regained consciousness. He finally picked up the phone that kept ringing and asked without opening his eyes:
"Who is it? Who is this? Are you going to let me sleep well?"
Zhao Yida didn't expect that Ding Changlin was still sleeping at this hour, so he believed Cui Jinshan's words. This kid must have a good background. He was negligent and deserved to die.
Ding Changlin finally heard it clearly. It was Zhao Yida. This guy was so arrogant, but he called himself Director Ding. It seemed that the news that he was going to be the deputy director of the Cultural Relics Bureau had spread, but he still had to pretend.
, so Ding Changlin said angrily: "It's Director Zhao, what kind of director is not the director? Director Zhao is hurting me, or he thinks that I don't guard the tomb well, so give me this little carrot a candy."
The first taste is sweet, so you can guard the mausoleum with peace of mind, right?"
These words made Zhao Yida complain, and he quickly added: "Director Ding, our bureau has received news that your appointment letter will be read out by Director Lu of the Organization Department in person tomorrow. Don't you know?"
When Ding Changlin heard this, he sat up from the bed with a bang. He was half drunk and asked in disbelief: "Who, who do you think sent me to the Cultural Relics Bureau?"
Zhao Yida didn't expect that Ding Changlin didn't know the news yet. He was confused for a moment, but he still said flatteringly: "Minister Lu will personally send you to your appointment."
This time Ding Changlin understood. He was surprised and happy. He didn't bother teasing Zhao Yida anymore and ordered him: "Old Zhao, hurry up and ask the bureau's car to come to Changle Village to pick me up." After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Yida to speak, he was delighted.
Hang up the phone.
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