Chapter 694 [Comrade Xiao Dong's political trough period]
A few days later.
It has entered August, and the heat in the air is gradually becoming less obvious.
On Friday morning, Dong Xuebin drove the new Santana owned by the street to the Nanshan District Party Committee compound, went upstairs and entered a conference room. There was a meeting in the district today, which was a summary meeting on the greening work. Dong Xuebin went in
In the conference room, most of the people in charge of the sub-district offices and leaders of relevant departments were present, and people from the district government offices were busy preparing documents and materials.[]
As soon as Dong Xuebin arrived, there was a sudden silence inside.
Many people turned their heads to look at him, and then looked away, each busy with his own business.
"Old Liu, are you here?"
"Just arrived, when did you come here?"
"I've been here for a while. Hey, Lao Li is here too? Aren't you sick?"
"It's a minor illness. I've received a transfusion and everything is fine."
"Haha, that's good."
Familiar leading cadres greeted each other one after another and sat down next to each other, but no one said hello to Dong Xuebin.
Dong Xuebin knew this would be the case and had already gotten used to it, so he came in late on purpose today, just in time for the meeting to start.
After a while, District Chief Yuehua and his party arrived.
The meeting started and everyone sat upright.
Dong Xuebin paid attention to Geng Yuehua's expression. It was still the same as usual, with a pretty face that was slightly calm, not angry or intimidating. She never looked at him for a moment, as if she didn't know him at all, and her eyes were scanning coldly.
Next, a speech was made about environmental work. Dong Xuebin was not in the mood to listen, but glanced leisurely at the plump body of Yuehua District Mayor, wondering what kind of underwear she was wearing today, or red
The one? The hollow one? The one with lace? Or the bright green one? Except for coming to the district to do errands and meetings, Dong Xuebin has not seen her much in the past month. Geng Yuehua seems to be very busy with work and has not returned to the street dormitory for a long time.
She stopped and didn't reply to text messages. She also had a business-like tone when calling. It made Dong Xuebin depressed but also missed her very much.
Suddenly, there was silence on the stage, and Geng Yuehua's speech came to an abrupt end.
When the cadres below saw it, they were naturally silent. They all looked over eagerly, not understanding what was going on.
Geng Yuehua looked coldly at Dong Xuebin, who was distracted below, with a straight face, and said in a majestic voice: "Director Dong!"
"Huh?" Dong Xuebin came back to his senses and looked away from Geng Yuehua's bulging chest, "District Chief Yuehua? You called me?"
Geng Yuehua's tone was a little cold, "Repeat what I just said!"
All the cadres present looked at Dong Xuebin with different expressions.
Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly when he heard this. He said to himself that you have been speaking for ten minutes and there is no need for a speech script. Say whatever comes to your mind. Brother, I will repeat it to you. Besides, he didn't even listen to what Geng Yuehua was talking about. Jing Gu
He was admiring her figure and guessing what kind of underwear she was wearing.
Dong Xuebin simply stopped talking.
Ma Li, secretary to the district mayor, frowned and glanced at Dong Xuebin.
Executive Deputy District Chief Shen Fei shook his head slightly.
The atmosphere in the venue was stiff, and only Geng Yuehua said coldly: "If you don't want to listen to the future work meeting, and who doesn't have the heart to listen, you can report to me in advance, and I will give you special permission not to come!" Although the words were directed at everyone!
It was said, but it was obviously aimed at Dong Xuebin alone.
Dong Xuebin's pricked head was beaten again, and he can't remember how many times this month.
Some people smile bitterly, while others want to laugh. This is what happens when people are outraged.
An hour later, the meeting ended, and Geng Yuehua strode out of the conference room with a sullen face, without wasting a moment.
Dong Xuebin looked back at the charming back of District Mayor Yuehua, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his forehead slightly. Life was hard, and it couldn't go on like this.
This month, Dong Xuebin acted like a normal person on the surface, doing whatever he was supposed to do and taking a rest. However, only he knew how stressful the work was. Although Wang Anshi's illness was not completely cured, Wang Anshi's condition was not fully recovered.
The cadres are not sick. Whenever Dong Xuebin wants to carry out any work in the streets and involves any departments, there will be people from the Wang family jumping over, either doing Tai Chi or showing off their faces. As for the Geng family, it is the same. Dong Xuebin understands that Yue
Why does the head of District Hua still keep contradicting himself? Everyone knows that Dong Xuebin brought Geng Xinke into the party school. In the system and in his position, many things are not a person's business. Geng Yuehua beat himself up.
Eighty percent of it is to show an attitude to everyone, probably out of control, and Dong Xuebin also understands.
However, as the days passed, Dong Xuebin became more and more miserable.
The district committee secretaries and district chiefs are suppressing the Guangming Street Office intentionally or unintentionally, as if they have raised a guillotine and are about to strike hard at some point.
And what about Dong Xuebin? He can only sit back and wait for death, which feels very bad.
Suppressed by the entire district committee and district government, Dong Xuebin is now as idle as a vacant cadre. No cadres from other departments are willing to deal with him, and few departments are willing to cooperate with their street office.
As a result, their office has almost become a decoration, useless. Now
It was Geng Yuehua who came to power and took over the overall work of the district committee. At most, she only tried to beat herself up a little bit in words and actions, pretending that she had no intention of touching her. But what about Wang Anshi? When he returns from illness, then
The matter is hard to tell. Dong Xuebin refused to save Wang Anshi's appendicitis, which must have offended him to death. When Wang Anshi comes back, he will obviously not be as easy to talk to as Yuehua District Mayor.
The situation is not optimistic.
Seeing that it was not long before Wang Anshi was discharged from the hospital, he had to think of a solution as soon as possible.
In the morning, Guangming Street Office.
After returning to his office, Dong Xuebin lit a cigarette and racked his brains to think of a solution.
When Dong Xuebin followed his temper and killed everyone regardless of his temper, he was mentally prepared to offend everyone, but he still thought about things a little simpler. At that time, he was so passionate that he was so angry that Dong Xuebin already regretted it.
I didn't listen to Yang Zhaode's suggestion. Indeed, if I were transferred to another street in another district, my work would have to start from scratch, and my relationships would have to be reorganized, but at least I wouldn't have as many obstacles and enemies as I do now, and it would be easy to make a comeback.
Many people, unlike now, are blocked everywhere when they do something. They are not even given the opportunity to make some achievements. They can only play games and hold meetings in the office all day long, which is meaningless at all.
Dong Xuebin sorted out the problem one by one, and immediately felt the urgency of the crisis. It was approaching him step by step. If this continued, he would not be able to keep his official position. Someone would definitely touch him!
Come and kill one?
I will torment whoever torments me?
Dong Xuebin got excited. This has always been the way he works. But after thinking about it, he smiled bitterly and calmed down. When will retribution happen? Dong Xuebin still has some confidence in his ability to fight, but this is
It's a trick that treats the symptoms but not the root cause. If you fight one person, a second one will stand up. If you fight a second person, a third one will stand up. When will it be the end? It's not over! And the most you can say is this.
Bad temper will only bring harm to Dong Xuebin's work, not any benefit, and no benefit at all!
Now what Dong Xuebin has to consider is no longer how to fight, he needs to get rid of the deadlock he has created for himself!
score!
Achievements!
This is what Dong Xuebin needs most!
Dong Xuebin's eyes narrowed. He had been in Nanshan District for two months. The establishment of the model unit had allowed him to accumulate some political capital, but his qualifications were still a little short. Dong Xuebin felt that what he had to do at the moment was to pay close attention to the work.
, make a lot of political achievements, and then be promoted to deputy director, in that case, Dong Xuebin can get rid of the current environment and get back on the right track of the system.
But a political achievement that is enough for Dong Xuebin to be promoted unexpectedly... is easier said than done?
Now Dong Xuebin is restricted by the district and district-level departments even in carrying out his work. It is so difficult that no one will give Dong Xuebin a chance to turn around.
At this time, Dong Xuebin entered his first political trough after entering politics. Of course, it is not that simple to get out of it. There are too many people in the system who are getting lower and lower during the political trough, and then they never recover and the sun sets.
Yes, there are too many to count, and Dong Xuebin doesn’t want to be one of them.
After stubbing out the cigarette butt, Dong Xuebin rubbed his eyebrows vigorously.
A turning point, he needs a chance to turn over!
Think and think.
Think and think.
Political Achievements...Deputy Department...Political Achievements...
Dong Xuebin's eyes suddenly fell on a newspaper in the upper right corner of his desk. This was yesterday's Fenzhou Daily. It was one of the newspapers ordered by the street. Dong Xuebin's eyes couldn't help but move, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
If you can use forward to advance time and see the Fenzhou Daily from a few days ago, then maybe there will be a chance for Dong Xuebin to turn around.
But when I thought about it, it was inappropriate. Fenzhou City is too big. Yantai County belongs to Fenzhou City, and Nanshan District also belongs to Fenzhou City. Such a short few pages of news might not record what Dong Xuebin wanted to do.
Isn’t it a waste to see what I saw? How about trying the Nanqi Morning News again? No, right? The scope seems too big. What Dong Xuebin wants to see now is only the things on Guangming Street. Only this is the same as him.
closely related.
For example, there will be personnel changes in the office in the next few days.
For example, the work report of the office in the next few days.
You can't see these in the city daily and Nanqi Morning News. Even if you encounter it by chance, it is estimated that it will not be detailed. At most, it will be a few lines of description and circuitous. And the effect of forward time is inherently short, Dong Xuebin
But he can't bet forward on luck. The current situation is too unfavorable for him. Dong Xuebin can't afford to gamble, so he must think of a foolproof strategy.