Chapter thirteen to get some political achievements
"We are already short of water in the east Linshui area." Chen Taizhong shook hands with Duan Weimin and scratched his head. "I came back after a long journey and my body... ended up like this."
"Oh, I forgot, you went to work on a temporary basis for training," Duan Weimin chuckled. Thinking of it, he also thought of Chen Taizhong's official title, which is not embarrassing. "Haha, how are you? Is it hard?"
Temporary training on a temporary basis? The chubby female Chairman of the Military Commission on the side was immediately dumbfounded. Although she was young, she also knew that people who could use the words "temporary training" were naturally state cadres.
Duan Weimin's appearance and demeanor were very official, and there was absolutely no way he could conspire with this migrant worker to deceive him. Realizing this problem, the fat salesman quietly backed up step by step.
Duan Weimin saw her action, but how could he care about it? Chen Taizhong also noticed it, but there were leaders present in front of him, and he didn't want to leave a bad impression on the people of the mission department just for the sake of being quick-tongued.
"It's not hard work," Chen Taizhong shook his head. "However, the natural conditions in that village are really bad. It's heart-wrenching to see..."
Speaking of this, when he thought of the difficulties faced by the villagers in Donglinshui, a very sincere sadness appeared on his face, the kind that came from the bottom of his heart.
"Huh, some people..." Duan Weimin was not moved by his expression, but snorted thoughtfully, then shook his head, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, you want to buy it today
TV?"
"Yes," Chen Taizhong nodded, feeling that his filial piety was finally in vain with others, "My parents are old and their eyesight is not good. I want to buy a bigger TV for them to watch."
"Oh, let's go. It's a rare encounter. I'll help you with your advice." Duan Weimin was quite enthusiastic, but his tone was totally out of tune with his style. "You know, I came from Phoenix Radio Factory.
Woolen cloth."
Radio factory, isn't the TV wired? Chen Taizhong doesn't understand the logic, but the TV signal...can also be said to be wireless? "I didn't expect that Minister Duan actually remembered me."
"What nonsense, what kind of minister?" Duan Weimin shook his head and smiled. In fact, the title was correct. He was the deputy minister of the mission department, "just an ordinary soldier."
The TV was quickly selected, and when Chen Taizhong was paying, the salesperson looked at him in astonishment with his mouth wide open. Apparently, people thought that he fit a very fashionable term - "peasant entrepreneur".
Chen Taizhong's mind was no longer on this. He pulled Duan Weimin and whispered softly, "Minister Duan, tell me, when can I be transferred back? My parents are both in the city."
That's right, he wanted to impress Minister Duan with his so-called filial piety. He didn't like Donglinshui. As long as he was a normal person, no one would like it there.
"This matter," Minister Duan looked at him with a smile, "It's useless for you to tell me about this matter. Our mission department is the Qingshui Yamen, and it doesn't care. Don't you have some contact with Mayor Duan? Go find it.
Mayor Duan, please tell me."
Compared with other departments of the Municipal Party Committee, the Propaganda Department is indeed an extremely weak department. However, as long as the boss does not stay in it for the rest of his life, sooner or later he will use the ladder to rise to the top. Most people will not deliberately neglect them. No matter what,
, there are also the words "municipal party committee" in front of it.
Therefore, Minister Duan's words were suspected of passing the buck. However, Chen Taizhong could no longer think about this. He screamed out loud, "Mayor Duan?"
He immediately remembered that he seemed to have troubled a cement factory director named Lu. In fact, the money he spent to buy a color TV came from someone's filial piety.
Am I in contact with him? Chen Taizhong can’t figure out the reason. Do you mean that Mayor Duan already knows that I blackmailed his friends?
Of course, he wouldn't say this even if he were beaten to death, so he finally discovered another problem, "Oh, Minister Duan, your surname is Duan too, you two?"
"He is my brother," Minister Duan replied calmly, and he looked at Chen Taizhong strangely, "No, don't you even know what Mayor Duan's name is?"
Mayor Duan’s name is Duan Weihua, and the person in front of him is Duan Weimin!
"Mayor Duan, what contact can you have with me?" Chen Taizhong murmured to himself. If there was no such thing as the cement factory, he would naturally not consider anything and dare to ask Minister Duan this question directly, but since there is that
Things, I feel like I can’t ask this question.
Minister Duan heard his muttering, but he did not answer directly, "Actually, you will be transferred back sooner or later. However, you are still young. It is good to hone your temperament more. Mayor Duan is doing this for your own good."
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"Also, young people, don't be impatient. Down below, you must get along with the local cadres and build a good reputation. As for your political performance, it comes second. In this way, if others want to help you, they can help you."
Minister Duan's intentions are not bad. However, Chen Taizhong already had a shadow in his heart, so naturally he couldn't hear the good intentions in it. What he heard was malice!
Yes, he believed that Minister Duan was misleading him!
He couldn't figure out the many twists and turns in it, but he thought he had grasped one point sensitively: You and Mayor Duan are brothers, isn't it the same if I beg you and beg him?
Minister Duan actually refused to help. It can be seen that the cement factory has already been exposed. You two brothers just want to trap me there for the rest of my life!
To be an official, you don’t need political achievements? Listen to this, it doesn’t sound authentic. Chen Taizhong sneered in his heart, my brother’s emotional intelligence is not as good as it was two years ago.
Okay, you don’t want me to make political achievements? I’m sorry, man, I really have to struggle in Donglinshui! For the first time in his life, Chen Taizhong plans to do something for the villagers under his rule!
This matter is really a bit of a mistake. If Yang Qianqian was present, she should be able to recognize that the mayor's brother is the examiner who wants to tutor her alone!
Mayor Duan was a comrade-in-arms with Yang Qianqian's father, and they were comrades-in-arms who faced each other when they slept together.
Yang Qianqian took the civil service examination. Father Yang knew it well and did not want her to take it. However, he also knew that failing the college entrance examination would be a big blow to his daughter, so he did not stop her in the end.
But he didn't want to make his daughter's misfortune worse, so he made an exception and went to his old comrade who was the mayor. Originally, he himself was a very decent person, and he had never asked his comrades for anything over the years.
Coincidentally, Minister Duan is one of the judges of the examination team. In such an occasion, people from the mission department are indispensable. Therefore, when he received a call from his brother to take care of Yang Qianqian, he must take care of her.
Of course, as for evening tutoring, it must be real tutoring, but having said that, Minister Duan also coveted Yang Qianqian's beauty. If Chen Taizhong hadn't intervened, it would be difficult to guarantee whether it would have happened that night.
what happened.
It seems a bit unfair to speculate on Minister Duan in this way, and this matter seems a bit outrageous. The mayor's comrade-in-arms daughter, the minister's brother, really dare to attack?
Don't tell me, that's really what happened. I think Duan Weimin is a demon of lust, and there are few beauties in the officialdom who have not experienced similar harassment. Therefore, the deputy director of the mission department personally believes that this is just his own urging.
Just acquainted with an official woman!
Besides, once he succeeded, he couldn't just take advantage without paying for it, so he believed that Yang Qianqian would not feel at a disadvantage.
Strictly speaking, apart from being easily criticized for being lecherous, Director Duan is still a very capable and potential boss, and there are no other major flaws in him.
Naturally, the minister didn't care much if Yang Qianqian didn't go to his home. Anyway, there were so many women throwing themselves at him, and he didn't care much about a young girl.
As for Minister Duan helping Chen Taizhong during the evaluation, that involves another public case and will not be mentioned here for now.
However, Chen Taizhong really misunderstood Minister Duan's words. On the way home with the color TV, he was thinking: What political achievements can I make in this poor village of Donglinshui?
When his son came home, he also bought a large color TV. Chen Taizhong's parents could hardly stop laughing. While Chen Taizhong was taking a bath, his mother cooked a sumptuous table of wine and food.
The father and son were drinking and chatting. As they chatted, the mother remembered something, "By the way, Taizhong, your teacher came to see you yesterday."
"Our teacher, which teacher?" Chen Taizhong was a little puzzled. There seemed to be no teacher close to him. "What did he say?"
"She said she was your invigilator," the father cleared the glass of wine with a squeak, and his eyes narrowed, with an ambiguous light shining in his eyes. He smacked his lips meaningfully and twitched his eyebrows.
"A great beauty, so loyal, with invincible double eyelids..."
"You bastard, you will never die," Chen Taizhong's mother glared at him, then turned to face her son, "She said if you want to call back, let us tell you, give her a call, she
I have something urgent to ask you."
Donglinshui Village is really inconvenient. Chen Taizhong doesn't even have a landline phone, but - "Who is the invigilator? I don't know this teacher's phone number. I don't even know her last name..."
"Her name is Ren Jiao," the old lady stood up, "I'll go find your phone number."
