In the small conference room of the district government, the official cadres from various subdistrict offices and investment promotion bureaus arrived at the venue one after another in advance, sitting, chatting, and laughing. However, when Dong Xuebin came in from the outside, this situation immediately
Changed. I don’t know who whispered something, and the venue seemed to be quiet for an instant. Many people turned their heads, and their surprised eyes fell on Dong Xuebin’s face.
Dong Xuebin suddenly became the focus of the audience, but no one took the initiative to say hello to him.
Chu Qinghua from the Ping An Street Office also just arrived. After passing by Dong Xuebin, he sat in the middle row with an expressionless face, as if he hadn't seen him. Pan Zhengyi, director of the District Investment Promotion Bureau, came in through the door and saw Dong Xuebin.
His steps stagnated, he turned a corner, walked around and sat in the back row from the other side.
Just like the situation in the compound, Dong Xuebin was isolated.
If Dong Xuebin only offended one district leader, everyone would not be like this. After all, the factional relations in a district cannot be harmonious. If he offended one side, the other side would also have a chance. However, Nanshan District now only has the Wang family and Geng Faction.
Department, but Dong Xuebin offended both departments from top to bottom. This problem has become a big problem, so no one is willing to have any contact or involvement with Dong Xuebin rashly, otherwise they will end up like this.
In the eyes of Yuehua District Mayor who was in power at the time, it was inevitable that the leaders would misunderstand. What do you mean? You have a good relationship with Dong Xuebin?
After a while.
The sound of chatting gradually started to sound again in the conference room.
Dong Xuebin looked at this and that. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he felt a little embarrassed. Hey, what about you?
Dong Xuebin is so wicked! The less people want to talk to him, the more he has to join in.
"Hey, Lao Pan!" Dong Xuebin saw Pan Zhengyi who had just sat in the back row, and immediately showed an enthusiastic look on his face, and walked up happily. Under Pan Zhengyi's stunned gaze, Dong Xuebin put his arms around each other.
She sat next to him, looking very familiar, "When did Lao Pan come? Didn't I see you? How are you doing lately? Is the China Merchants Bureau okay? How many targets have you completed this year?"
Pan Zhengyi was so angry that he was so paralyzed, why did you return Pan? He still hugged my shoulders? When did I get to know you so damn well!
Pan Zhengyi's cousin Pan Zhou in Dafeng County was screwed by Dong Xuebin when he was still the director of the Investment Promotion Bureau, so he never had a good impression of Dong Xuebin.
"Lao Pan, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together!"
"Evening? I have something to do tonight."
"If you have something to do, you have to eat. Let's go for a walk. I'll treat you then. We haven't had a drink together for a long time."
Pan Zhengyi almost vomited blood, "Fuck you grandma! When did I drink with you? It was once, but that time it was Chu Qinghua's son getting married! We ate at the same table at the wedding banquet! Why did you make it sound like we were in private?
Looks very familiar to you? Dong Xuebin! You are so wicked! Aren't you talking about me? Pan Zhengyi turned green and looked at his watch, "We still have a while before we leave. I'm going to the bathroom." After that,
, stood up and left. Pan Zhengyi didn't want the Yuehua District Mayor to see Dong Xuebin holding hands with him.
Seeing Pan Zhengyi's expression, Dong Xuebin felt happy. He glanced around, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stood up and strode towards the middle row, "Hey, Lao Chu!"
Chu Qinghua tilted his body and almost lost his seat.
Dong Xuebin enthusiastically sat down next to Chu Qinghua and said with a smile: "I have been looking for you for a long time. I have reserved a table for tonight. Let's have a meal together!"
Chu Qinghua's eyes twitched, "I'm not feeling well today, so I won't go."
Dong Xuebin Li Jian asked with concern: "Hey, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"..." I have a persistent problem with my stomach.
"You should have told me earlier that I have learned some medical skills recently, and I will treat your illness tonight to ensure that it can be cured easily."
Chu Qinghua almost scolded her for treating illnesses! Just stay away from me and I won’t have any illnesses!
Dong Xuebin's background, fighting ability and fearless style of acting have been shown in his repeated struggles with district leaders. Few people in Nanshan District are willing to take the initiative to provoke him. This is a member of the cadre team.
A hooligan is a god of plague, and whoever gets it is the bad luck. So although Chu Qinghua hated Dong Xuebin's street for robbing their office of a model unit for respecting the elderly, Chu Qinghua did not have an attack at this time.
At this time, the conference room became quiet for a while.
A young woman under thirty years old came in.
"Secretary Ma."
"Secretary Ma."
Two staff from the district government office at the door greeted her politely.
Ma Jian asked: "Are the materials ready?"
One person said: "It's done and ready to be posted."
"Okay, let me take a look first." Ma Jian took one of the materials, flipped it over, and nodded slightly. "Okay, send it. Hurry up a little bit. Mayor Yuehua will be here soon."
"clear."
Dong Xuebin also looked over. Although he had never spoken to this person, he certainly knew that the young woman in front of him was Geng Yuehua's secretary, named Ma Wu. Well, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call her a correspondent. She was the deputy director of the district government office.
It is said that Xi'er's acting style is quite neat and he rarely drags his feet. Perhaps he has changed with Geng Yuehua, and his actions have also followed Geng Yuehua's vigorous and vigorous approach.
Not long after, Shen Fei, the head of District Executive Yu, came in.
Then, the sound of high-heeled shoes rang outside the venue, and Geng Yuehua came to the end. He was the last one to enter the conference room and sit on the main stage. Geng Yuehua didn't wear makeup today, but his face was still so frighteningly beautiful.
And it seems that every time Dong Xuebin sees her, Geng Yuehua has the same expression, the same hairstyle, the same dress, the same temperament. It has never changed. It is as antique as the temperament of a sixty or seventy-year-old man. But even so,
Just like an antique porcelain, although it has remained unchanged for hundreds of years, it is still beautiful no matter how you look at it.
As District Mayor Yuehua arrived, the small conference room suddenly became silent.
Everyone knew that District Chief Geng had an irritating temper, and no one dared to talk to him anymore.
Dong Xuebin stopped chatting with Chu Qinghua and Pan Zhengyi, and sat up straighter, looking at the stage.
The meeting began and was chaired by District Mayor Shen Feichen. He picked up the microphone and first briefly stated the theme of today's investment promotion meeting, "After contacting many parties, tomorrow, an investment delegation from Tokyo, Japan will come to our district for inspection.
The district has been preparing for this investment project for a long time..."
Japanese inspection team?
Investment project?
Only then did Dong Xuebin realize that this matter had something to do with him.
When he was still serving as the director of the investment promotion bureau of Yantai County, that is, about two months ago, he went to Japan with the directors of the investment promotion bureaus of various districts and counties in Fenzhou City. There was an investment promotion meeting, and the city contacted Tokyo.
After that, the investment promotion groups of each district and county began to recruit people according to their abilities. Yantai County had poorer resources and environment than the urban area, so no Japanese investors were contacted at that time. Finally, Dong Xuebin
There was a plane crash when I was flying back, and I almost died. As for this Japanese inspection group, it was Pan Zhengyi and others from Nanshan District who contacted me when I went to Tokyo last time. With such a considerable investment, the district obviously
Won't let it go.
After Shen Fei finished speaking, Geng Yuehua took the microphone with a straight face and gave a few instructions.
It is nothing more than asking the various sub-district offices to cooperate with this edict. Firstly, they say hello to the people below, make preparations, and leave a good impression on the investors. Secondly, they also give them the appropriate green light for some important matters. For investment inspections, it is best for the leaders in charge of each sub-district office to personally take the investors there and strive to retain a few more investments, so as to show the good investment environment of Nanshan District to the investors to the maximum extent.
The cadres below were taking notes one after another, sometimes concentrating and sometimes thinking.
Dong Xuebin knows that most people are pretending, because the leader is looking down, and you can't show any distracted expressions, otherwise the leader will think that you don't take her words seriously. But Dong Xuebin no longer needs to pretend. , he listened quietly and didn’t record anything.
After saying this, the microphone was turned to Shen Fei's hand again.
District Chief Shen looked down, holding a work report, and said in a deep voice: "Now let me summarize the investment promotion work of each street in the first half of the year, um..." After a pause, Shen Fei looked at the middle and back rows, "Here, let me first criticize the Guangming Street Office by name. It's already July. After half a year of investment promotion work, the total investment attracted is only 15 million, and the actual funds are only 7 million! Director Dong, your office's How did you do the investment recruitment work? Was your investment invitation answer sheet in the first half of the year too bad? "
Naming and criticizing is rare at district investment promotion work meetings.
Dong Xuebin looked up at the main stage and said nothing.
The investment recruitment work was not done well? This actually has nothing to do with Dong Xuebin. He has only been in office for a month, and Lao Shuchuoji was responsible for the street work in the first half of the year.
Shen Fei continued to criticize the Guangming Street Office's investment promotion issue. In fact, everyone present knew that it was not Shen Fei who was attacking the Guangming Street Office, but District Chief Yuehua who was attacking Dong Xuebin.
Pan Zhengyi looked at the back of Dong Xuebin's head in front of him, feeling a little gloating.
Chu Qinghua, the neighbors and the street office directors all looked at each other and turned their attention to Dong Xuebin and Geng Yuehua.
It’s finally here! It’s time to start taking action!
District Mayor Yuehua was indeed angered by Dong Xuebin!
He was sent to the party school by his younger brother for no reason and slapped Yuehua District Mayor in the face. This is an undying hatred!
The meeting is over.
Geng Yuehua stood up first without even looking at Dong Xuebin, and walked out with his secretary Ma Lao with a stern face.
Dong Xuebin also packed up his things casually and walked out of the meeting room with a natural expression, as if he was not the person who was criticized just now.
Many people looked at Dong Xuebin's back and said to themselves that you are really calm, but they all know that Dong Xuebin will not have a good life in the future.