Two hundred and fifty-four chapters are pregnant with ghosts (5)
"Needless to say, we have seen this truth a long time ago. The problem is that we don't have the professional knowledge like those in the industrial sector. Without them, we would really have to eat pigs with hair. Nor are we like those in law, finance, justice, and civil affairs.
, have practical experience in administrative management. As for those powerful departments, their positions have been occupied by people with professional ambitions as early as 800 years ago. Look at the people in the education department now - except for those who graduated from the normal school, they are regarded as majors, Yang private
You have done bank accounting - all the other bad guys are from the "waste among wastes" profession in the eyes of the executive committee, it would be weird if you don't have soy sauce!" Yuan Ziguang became excited as soon as he drank it, and filled the cup
Drink all the wine in one gulp.
Zhang Zhixiang nodded: "Our education department has never been a department with real power, Qingshui Yamen! If you don't have power, you will naturally be in Qingshui. Most of the lively outside groups now have the core of the veterans of the real power department. Even the Queen has someone who is related to the grassroots
We have direct dealings with the Department of Social Work. We have no administrative power to rely on and we do not have the right to speak. We cannot attract soy sauce veterans - why don't you look at the cost-effectiveness of soy sauce veterans to join us? We don't even talk loudly in education."
"Hey, power! Those people think they hold the power now, but who holds the power in the future?" Yang Xinwu drank a few more drinks, his face was red, his eyes were red, and his whole body was hot. He only felt that Wen Siru was like
Yong, there are a lot of clever ideas, and the words become extremely fluent:
He stood up mysteriously and opened the curtains: the continuous lights of the port and industrial area were flashing in the distance. He took another big sip of wine, waved his arms and said: "The Senate is currently living in a corner of Lingao, but the industry
The scale and government governance model are already second to none in the world. Look at how many workers with naturalized civilian backgrounds are used in factories, the army, and the government! An intermediate management class has been initially formed between the Senate and the grassroots.
Let alone dominate the world and conquer the mainland. Even if we only occupy a few strongholds in Southeast Asia and a corner of South China, this management class will be enlarged dozens or hundreds of times! A new bureaucratic class will be formed! A class with vested interests!
The elders are workaholics, and they cannot manage this society in all aspects. They will eventually rely on this bureaucratic class! They will even form some kind of symbiosis of interests with the bureaucratic class in the future! In other words, the newly rising bureaucratic class will become the future sooner or later.
Part of the power class of the Australian and Song Empire, especially the actual implementation level of power - who do you think has more power, Humphrey or Huck?"
"In the foreseeable future, it is estimated that it will not reach the level of Lord Han, but it is certain that the bureaucracy will gradually gain some power." Zhang Zhixiang nodded.
"What does this have to do with us?" Yuan Ziguang still didn't come back to his senses.
"Damn, there's nothing else in your mind except uniform clubs and female students? Not just anyone can be a member of this bureaucratic class. They must all be selected from among the students in our Fangcaodi. Our students will be in the future
Spread across all walks of life throughout the empire, the best among them will become the holders of some powers, and as their mentors, we naturally have a natural connection. To put it bluntly, part of the future empire's power will be directly controlled by us.
To influence!”
"Yes! In this way, our education department is not so miserable." Yuan Ziguang suddenly became excited.
"That's right! What is Lao Chiang's biggest asset? Whampoa Military Academy! We are now the principal of Whampoa Military Academy and director of the General Political Department... Naturalized civilians are most of the officials. You don't have to call us 'principal'
, 'teacher'. When Duke Zhou went to Chongqing, many important people from the Kuomintang wanted to say hello to him. Why, wasn't he the director of the General Political Department of Huangpu?!" Yang Xinwu raised his neck and drank the rum in the cup.
He drank it down and said, "You can't play cards, but I can't fight! Hahaha..."
Zhang Zhixiang saw him beaming and talking while drinking, and knew that he had entered the first stage of drunkenness. He didn't want to get involved in the conversation at first, but he knew that Mr. Yang Yuan was a bit over the top because of Yang Jihong's matter, and he felt resentful and resentful, so he let him vent his drunkenness.
It was a good idea to take a nap, so I poured him another glass of wine.
Yang Xinwu held the wine glass and paced restlessly in the room, waving his arms and talking about the "grand plan" with foam at the mouth: "Before this, everyone in our education department must at least pull together a team of people.
By building momentum, the Senate can exchange interests with other small groups and influence the decisions of the Senate, gradually forming a mature group outside the Senate. When our disciples sit in high positions in the future and need someone to speak for them in the Senate,
Naturally, I will find my former mentor!"
"Haha, when you put it like that, I realized that our education department actually has quite a bargaining chip with various departments. The supply of graduates in Fangcaodi exceeds demand, and the expansion of various departments relies on the human resources we provide. In the past, we always
Shahehe helped everyone solve the problem, and now you can make requests!" Yuan Ziguang proudly lit up a Chuqing limited edition cigar, "Xinwu, tell me, what do you want to do this time."
"Every time students are assigned, many departments are like uncles. We should have united long ago to let them eat and hold back." Yang Xinwu thought of a female student with big breasts and long legs whom he had personally tutored.
I got a job as a confidential secretary in Kaohsiung through a transfer order from the Cadre Department, and I couldn't get angry.
"Do you want to discuss this matter with Lao Hu..."
"I don't think so for the time being. He is a member of the executive committee after all. It's not easy to get involved directly. We can just ask him to support us more in the future." Yuan Ziguang was so excited that his face turned red. He rarely did this except when talking to female students.
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Zhang Zhixiang was smiling, smoking a cigar and watching their heated discussion under the influence of alcohol. He didn't think so. The relationship between Chiang Kai-shek and Huangpu students was mutual. Although Chiang Kai-shek built his own team through Huangpu students, Huangpu students could
Playing a role has something to do with him becoming the leader of KMT and being able to hold the supreme power of the National Government for many years. If Chiang Kai-shek's political career had come to an end when he first came out of power, there would be no Whampoa relationship in the future.
Only by mastering political power can it be possible to establish one's own faction and base. Otherwise, the president of Tsinghua University will become the most powerful person in China.
Interpersonal relationships are nothing more than the exchange of interests. Parkview must be able to provide these students with sufficient interest support so that they will consider themselves "Fangcao". Otherwise, they will only form cliques to support each other in the form of a "classmate association."
, there is no deep connection with the school or teachers.
At present, the veteran teachers of Fangcaodi do not have the resources to provide any practical support to the naturalized citizens - not to mention the influence of the teachers themselves in the Senate, the current level of these naturalized graduates is too low. They have to wait until they are naturalized.
It will take at least three or four years for civilian students to reach administrative positions above the secondary level.
In Zhang Zhixiang's view, it is also very difficult to use a choke-hold method to enhance the right to speak in exchange for the power of the administrative system: shortages will inevitably cause corruption, and allocating scarce resources means power. The problem is that Fangcaodi and the Education Office do not control the allocation.
Power, this power is in the hands of the cadres of the Civil Affairs People's Committee. Fangcaodi is just a production factory. The whereabouts and prices of products are never decided by the workers on the assembly line. If you want to get stuck, you can only slow down the production speed of products and artificially manufacture them.
If there is further shortage, we will find a solution, but in this case, Hu Qingbai and himself will be seriously questioned. The production line leader who deliberately slowed down the work will only be replaced and will not be given more bonuses.
"Boss, I just want to mobilize the education sector this time. In addition to the distribution of students, our current advantage is that we have a lot of elders here, which resonates with the fringe elders in the Senate - it is easier when there are more people.
Of course, I also have selfish motives for building momentum in the Senate. I want to use these two advantages to talk to the people from the Law Society to see if we can find a win-win node, and then work on the Jihong matter.
, please give them a light sentence as much as possible. Maybe if I don’t do this, I can get a light sentence, but such a useless process is not what I want!” Yang Xinwu was high-spirited and waved his fist, “All power belongs to
senate!"
"How do you plan to mobilize? How to build momentum?" Zhang Zhixiang asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet," Yang Xinwu said impatiently, "But it doesn't matter, there is always a way! The key is to mobilize and make a fuss. With momentum, everything will be easier to handle!"
Yuan Ziguang asked: "Old Yang, how are you going to talk to the Law Society and go directly to Ma Jia?"
"Ma Jia is also an executive committee member. It's inconvenient to go to him directly. I want to talk to An Xi. But I want to ask someone who is familiar with both parties to be the intermediary to bring the two of us together."
"who?"
"Ji Xin!"
"Let's go." Zhang Zhixiang looked at Yang Xinwu who was already sleeping on the bed and snoring loudly, blew out a smoke ring and said to Yuan Ziguang.
When Yang Xinwu woke up again, the sun was setting. His head hurt a little and he was feeling dizzy - he drank a little too much.
Throwing off the blanket covering his body, there was the herbal tea prepared by Yuan Ziguang for him on the bedside table. He picked it up and took a big sip, feeling much better.
He sat there, dazed for a while, vaguely remembering what he seemed to have said at length when he was drinking at noon, but now he couldn't remember clearly. After thinking hard for a while, he only felt that someone was using a big
Smash your own head with a hammer.
Forget it, let's talk about this later. Yang Xinwu felt his stomach growling, but there was probably nothing in the kitchen - there was probably bread in the welfare institution. Just when he had finished washing, changed clothes and was about to go out, the doorbell rang.