All trends are developing in the direction beneficial to Zhuge Chu.
Zhuge's eyebrows were dancing with joy, and he took the initiative to say hello with a smile to everyone he saw.
At this time, even Ma Zi and Wang Na had some sense of taste: as soon as Gong Hanlin left, the two deputy section chiefs Zhuge Chu and Peng Yuanzheng had to fight it out. Someone would be promoted, and someone would be suppressed.
Zheng Shanshan, the current member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Minister of Propaganda, was Zhuge Chu's former "boss". In addition, Zhuge Chu had seniority and a long tenure, so he had the right time, place and people.
No one was optimistic about Peng Yuanzheng. Even Wang Na and Ma Zi felt that it would be better for Peng Yuanzheng to be transferred out of the Journalism Department and find another job.
On the morning of the 27th, Gong Hanlin’s appointment document was officially issued.
"Chairman Gong, you must give me a favor tonight and let the Corey brothers and sisters see you off!" Zhuge Chu chuckled and helped Gong Hanlin pack his things. He was impatient to sit in Gong Hanlin's seat.
Go up.
Gong Hanlin declined politely, "No, Zhuge, I haven't gone far. The Social Science Federation is working upstairs, and we are from the ministry. We are upstairs and downstairs, so there is no need to be so polite!"
In fact, Zhuge Chu just said a few polite words, and after hearing Gong Hanlin's rejection, he just went along with the situation and didn't mention it again.
After Gong Hanlin packed up his things, Zhuge Tuo waved his hand and said, "Xiao Peng, Xiao Ma, hurry up and help Chairman Gong deliver the things to the office upstairs. I heard that the Federation of Social Science and Technology has already vacated an office for Chairman Gong.
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Zhuge Chu was so excited that he called "Xiao Peng" casually. Before, he was called "Chief Peng". Peng Yuanzheng glanced at him, smiled brightly, and did not care about these verbal remarks with Zhuge Chu.
Ji Feng took the initiative to help Gong Hanlin carry his things.
"Chairman Gong, let me help you."
Gong Hanlin smiled, patted Peng Yuanzheng on the shoulder, and cast a deep look at him, "Thank you, Yuanzheng. If you need my help with Corey's work in the future, just give me a call! I'm in the Journalism Department.
I have been working for nearly 20 years and have a lot of affection for our journalism department!"
"That's natural. If there's any work we can't handle, we still have to ask the old leaders for advice." Peng Yuanzheng replied with a smile.
"Well, okay. Zhuge, Yuanzheng, you two are the leaders of Corey. We will communicate more about Corey's work in the future - OK, I will leave first, and we will keep in touch in the future!"
Gong Hanlin's words were actually meant to be heard by Zhuge Chu. Peng Yuanzheng is also the deputy chief of the Information Section. He is on an equal footing with you, Zhuge Chu. Before you are appointed by the ministry, it is too early for you to dominate others.
some.
Of course Zhuge Chu could not fail to hear it. His expression changed and he sneered secretly.
If Zheng Shanshan does not come to serve in the Propaganda Department, he is really not sure about taking over from Gong Hanlin. But now that Zheng Shanshan has become the Propaganda Department, his position as section chief is certain to be lost.
Although there are various signs that Peng Yuanzheng seems to have some backers, otherwise he would not have been promoted as a reserve cadre by the Organization Department soon after working; but the officialdom is a place that pays attention to seniority. At this point, Peng Yuanzheng simply cannot
There is no way to compare with him. Even in terms of background, the so-called county magistrate is not as good as the current manager. In the Propaganda Department, who can compare with Minister Zheng?
In fact, he approached Zheng Shanshan twice, and Zheng Shanshan also gave him a verbal promise.
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Gong Hanlin went to the Federation of Social Sciences to take office.
The vacant section chief of the News Department. Every time he sees Gong Hanlin's empty desk, Zhuge Chu feels like a cat scratching his heart. However, there is no formal appointment from the ministry, so he can't sit in that position by himself no matter how anxious he is.
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It will soon be New Year's Day. Zhuge Chu rarely stays in the office these days. He spends most of his time running around, probably busy with operations and taking over the job as soon as possible. Several times, Ma Zi saw him coming out of Minister Zheng's office.
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New Year's Day is Wednesday. Peng Yuanzheng wanted to go back to Beijing to reunite with his mother for the New Year. However, considering that he was too busy with work at the end of the year and too tight for time, he finally decided not to go to Beijing and stayed in Xin'an to celebrate the New Year.
Before getting off work in the afternoon, Meng Qiang's wife Zhang Meiqi suddenly called and invited Peng Yuanzheng to Meng's house for New Year dinner. Peng Yuanzheng declined lightly.
Although he no longer harbors deep resentment towards the Meng family because of his mother and does not want to hold on to the past, the invisible rejection in his heart cannot be eliminated no matter what.
Song Guo and Huang Dalong also extended invitations to him, but he rejected both of them. In fact, Song Guo had approached him several times in the past few days and wanted to get together with him, but Peng Yuanzheng did not agree.
He regards Song Guo as a friend who can be friends for a long time, but friends are friends and they cannot get too close. They need to keep a certain distance. If they are too close and warm, it only means that the relationship between friends has deteriorated.
As the lights began to turn on in the winter evening, Peng Yuanzheng wrapped his coat and walked slowly home. He went to the vegetable market opposite the community to buy some vegetables and meat, preparing to go home and make a sumptuous dinner.
But when he returned downstairs, he was surprised to find that the kitchen light was on.
He quickly went upstairs and opened the door, only to see Feng Qianru wearing her mother Meng Lin's apron, emerging from the kitchen and saying with a smile, "Brother Yuanzheng, you're off work!"
Peng Yuanzheng said in surprise, "Qianru, it's you! I was shocked. I thought there was a thief in my house! Why are you here?"
An extremely obscure and complicated light flashed across Feng Qianru's delicate and graceful face, but she smiled and said, "I came to Jiangbei to do some errands, so my mother and aunt asked me to come to Xin'an, because I was afraid that Brother Yuanzheng would be alone during the holiday.
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"Brother Yuanzheng, I've made a few dishes. You can try them later to see if they suit your taste."
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now.
Downstairs, Cao Ying was wrapped in thick bread clothes and looked up at the bright lights of Peng's house.
The cold wind howled like a knife, making people's faces hurt. Cao Ying hesitated for a moment, but went upstairs.
She has not seen Peng Yuanzheng again for so many days. As time goes by, she feels more and more that the distance between herself and Peng Yuanzheng is widening, forming a huge gap.
She wanted to talk to Peng Yuanzheng, and it took her a long time to muster the courage.
Dong Dong Dong! Cao Ying stood outside the door and knocked softly.
Peng Yuanzheng was taking a shower in the bathroom. Feng Qianru placed the dishes she had prepared on Peng's coffee table and was watching TV while waiting for Peng Yuanzheng to eat together.
She heard someone knocking on the door and opened it.
Seeing a girl of similar age to herself, with a beautiful face and a slender figure standing at the door, Feng Qianru was startled, then smiled and said, "Are you looking for Brother Yuanzheng? He is taking a shower, please come in and wait for a while."
Cao Ying was stunned by Feng Qianru's appearance. Her hesitant eyes passed over Feng Qianru's beautiful face, and her heart gradually sank.
Cao Ying was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and said softly, "Forget it, I'll come see him tomorrow. Goodbye!"
After saying that, Cao Ying turned around and left, but her steps were extremely heavy.
Feng Qianru stood thoughtfully at the door, staring down at Cao Ying's lonely back through the dim light, and sighed softly.
She guessed that this was Cao Ying. She had heard Meng Lin talk about Cao Ying and Peng Yuanzheng, but in her opinion, based on the character of the Cao family and his wife, Mr. Feng would never agree to marry such a person.
As an in-law. As the eldest grandson of the Feng family, Peng Yuanzheng’s marriage must be approved by the old man.
What's more... Feng Qianru was silent for a moment, then turned around and closed the security door tightly.
The meeting between the two women did not last more than 30 seconds. However, even though it was only a short moment, Feng Qianru's beautiful and noble face was deeply rooted in Cao Ying's mind. Intuitively, she felt that this woman was related to Peng Qianru.
The expedition relationship is very close.
Two lines of clear tears flowed down and were blown dry in the cold wind. Cao Ying's thin figure ran against the wind. Under the dark night of this New Year's Eve, no one could understand the silent pain deep in this girl's heart.
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