Wang Guohua lowered his head and said nothing, resisting with silence. Xu Nan raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "You kid are still not convinced? I was wrong to criticize you?"
When Xu Nan smiled, Wang Guohua had to stop pretending, and said in a low voice with a calm face: "Uncle Xu, Secretary-General Shangguan is your person, right? Why don't you look down on me and go to such trouble?"
Xu Nanxia was so angry at the uncle's call that he picked up a document in his hand and knocked Wang Guohua on the forehead and said: "Don't pretend to be stupid when it's time to act stupid!" He said that he couldn't bear it.
He couldn't help laughing, then stood up and walked slowly in the middle with his hands behind his back. Wang Guohua stood in awe, waiting for his decision.
"Can this matter really be done?" Xu Nanxia stopped and turned to look at Wang Guohua. This is not a question of whether it can be done. Xu Nanxia is very clear about the pros and cons of doing this. The main thing is to find out Wang Guohua's true intention in doing so.
Wang Guohua chuckled and said: "I think this title should be considered. It is not just about poverty alleviation. As long as it is a major project in the province, the provincial party committee and the provincial government should strengthen supervision, and at the same time require local governments to be strict in the operation of the project.
It must be transparent and open. Without supervision of rights, it means the soil of corruption.”
Hearing the words "provincial government", Xu Nanxia smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Go away, I will think about this matter again."
Wang Guohua smiled and stepped back, knowing that Xu Nanxia had already made a decision. Frankly speaking, it was very risky to push this matter forward. Wang Guohua's level was still too low, but he would not be reconciled if he did not do this. Even if it was to marry someone else
Yishang, Wang Guohua also thinks it is worth doing this. No matter how this matter evolves in the future, it is at least a start. Among them, the openness and transparency of project operations and fund flow are the most important points for Wang Guohua. With this regulation,
Once a system is formed, the appearance of some people during the actual operation of major projects in the province will not be too ugly, and more benefits will fall into the hands of the people below. Of course, it is unrealistic to expect the ethics of some officials.
Corrupt officials exist in all times.
Back in the office, Zhang Guosheng and Gao Juanjuan stood respectfully in front of Wang Guohua, with a wedding invitation placed on the table. Wang Guohua looked at the careful looks of the two of them, and felt slightly uncomfortable. After thinking about it carefully, it was probably going to rain today.
, Mom is going to get married, why should you care about other people’s private affairs?
"The date has been set. If you have any difficulties, please tell me and I will try my best to meet your requests." Wang Guohua was able to say this, which was a great honor to them.
"Thank you, Director, for your concern! No, it's all ready." Zhang Guosheng spoke quickly, while Gao Juanjuan gently pinched Zhang Guosheng's waist, took a step forward with a smile and said: "Director, you are our great matchmaker. You are a good person.
Finally, take it
I still need a good car or two, so you have to help me with this."
Gao Juanjuan is indeed better at doing things than Zhang Guosheng in some aspects. Frankly speaking, such small things are not difficult at all. And it can bring her closer to Director Wang. Wang Guohua knew this in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "This
Easy to handle." He wrote down a phone number and handed it over, saying, "Call this number and ask Mr. Huang of Fangyuan Hotel to tell you that it's what I mean."
As soon as these two people left, Meng Jie came over and gave a report, telling all about the previous quarrel. Frankly speaking, Shangguan Tianfu used the inspection room as a model teaching material for the entire office to see, which made Director Wang feel very uncomfortable.
But then again, it is impossible to sit in this position without the approval of Xu ***. Although he is also a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, in a sense, the position of Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee Office is absolutely
Most of them are ***'s confidants.
It is unknown whether Shangguan Tianfu is Shangguan Tianfu, but it is certain that Xu Nanxia supports Shangguan Tianfu's work. In this sense, Wang Guohua can only hold his nose and endure it. But the relationship is not just a superior-subordinate relationship.
The problem may also involve some of Xu Nanxia's arrangements for the top leaders of the provincial party committee.
In short, everyone knows their own ups and downs! Although *** Xu did not say it explicitly, he still hinted that Director Wang should have a spirit of sacrifice and not guard his own vegetable garden.
After confirming the doubts in his heart, Director Wang also felt calm about who he loved and how he should live his life.
I just arrived at the office in the afternoon and unexpectedly received a call from the Propaganda Department. The caller called himself Xiao Zhang and said that a cultural and artistic delegation from Dajiang Province came to communicate with his brother's unit. Wang Guohua asked curiously: "What does this have to do with me?"
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The other side said: "Isn't Director Wang from Dajiang? Besides, this activity that enriches the cultural life of the people also needs the supervision of the provincial party committee. The Propaganda Department is also a department under the leadership of the provincial party committee, so it must be consistent in ideology."
Anyway, the idea was to ask Director Wang to come over, and added: "This is what Minister Zhang Xuanshuo meant."
What does Zhang Xuanshuo mean? Be ideologically consistent with the Provincial Party Committee? Can this be tolerated? Okay, just go and have a go.
Wang Guohua originally planned to ask Guo Ziming to go, but after thinking about it, he thought it was unnecessary. He has been so idle recently that he went to the study class to brag and spank. It is now the second day of the serious class.
Just as they were on their way, the Propaganda Department called again, asking Director Wang to go directly to the conference room of the Black Swan Hotel. There would be a welcome ceremony for Wang Guohua to attend later.
When Wang Guohua was on the road, he felt that the name Black Swan Hotel was very familiar. He seemed to have heard it there before. When he got there, he remembered that the boss of Cui Chengjing, who worked for the ***, didn't live here? Thinking of this,
Wang Guohua couldn't help feeling depressed. He hadn't received any news from Hu Yang these days, so he called and said that some provincial departments had removed people and took over the whole case. Hu Yang also thought this was good. It was not a day when he had a hot potato in his hands.
Better off.
A sign was erected at the door of the hotel, warmly welcoming the Dajiang Province Cultural and Art Exchange Delegation to stay at the Black Swan Hotel. As soon as Director Wang entered the door, a young man came up to greet him: "Is this Director Wang from the Provincial Party Committee Office?"
Wang Guohua nodded, and this man quickly made an invitation gesture and said: "Please come with me. Our leader is receiving the comrades from the brother units. He asked me to take him to express his regret for not being able to come to greet him."
Director Wang had an old grudge with the Civilization Office of the Propaganda Department. Did he hear the news? The young man went out of his way to explain. Wang Guohua smiled politely and said, "Your leader is too polite."
It is obvious that there is not much awe in the young man's expression, maybe because Director Wang is young? In this circle that emphasizes seniority, it seems that Director Wang, a young deputy department cadre, does not easily gain the respect of others.
I followed the young man and walked inside. When I came to the conference room, I met a gentle man in his thirties. He smiled and stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Is this Director Wang from the Provincial Party Committee Office? I am Xiao Zhang who called you, Minister.
Let me wait for you here."
Wang Guohua was a little strange. Zhang Xuanshuo and he probably had nothing in common. What did he do for such an exchange event? Could it be because they were coming from a cultural and art exchange group from Dajiang Province?
"Thank you!" Wang Guohua is often more polite when others are polite to him. This man is obviously older than Wang Guohua, but he calls himself Xiao Zhang, which shows his low attitude. Secretary Zhang did this, and the young man before him looked a little pale.
Okay. When he faced Director Wang just now, he didn't even give his name, let alone call himself Xiaox.
Without going into details, Wang Guohua followed him and walked inside, got on the elevator and went straight to the presidential suite on the 21st floor. When he arrived, Wang Guohua calmly waited for the door to knock on the door. At this time, the chief secretary turned around and explained with a smile.
He added: "Director Niu of the Propaganda Department of Dajiang Province is also here. He is a classmate of our Director Zhang at the Party School and worked together in the League Central Committee."
Wang Guohua smiled at Secretary Zhang and expressed his gratitude. In fact, Secretary Zhang had no obligation to explain. From this point of view, compared to Zhang Tianhao, Zhang Xuanshuo at least had his own way of employing people and controlling the people around him.
The person who opened the door was a lady. Director Wang was stunned for a moment. The lady secretly gave her a proud look. The two of them exchanged quick glances and went in. There were not many people in the living room, two men and three women. There was a large table.
In the middle, a man was splashing ink and swiping brush. Zhang Xuanshuo was looking down with his hands behind his back, as if he had no intention of greeting Director Wang.
The other three women also looked quietly at the middle-aged man's concentrated writing. After Wang Guohua passed by, Zhang Xuanshuo looked up and smiled. He looked at the table and indicated that he would wait until he finished writing before talking. Director Wang stood aside quietly and waited.
, at this time the middle-aged man wrote the last note. The five big characters "Zhou Yi is on the bedside" were written vigorously and powerfully, which has the meaning of an iron pen and a silver hook.
Wang Guohua didn't know much about calligraphy, but he knew a little about the meaning of these words.
After putting down his pen, Minister Niu rubbed his hands proudly and said, "Old Zhang, do you think my calligraphy has improved?"
Zhang Xuanshuo clicked his tongue and said, "This word belongs to me. I will frame it and hang it in my office when I get back."
Minister Niu laughed proudly and said: "What do you want this word for? If you like it, I will write it for you separately. This is wrong."
Zhang Xuanshuo shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter whether the meaning is correct or not. I think it can alert myself." After saying this, Zhang Xuanshuo suddenly said to Wang Guohua: "Director Wang, do you know what these words mean?"
In one sentence, everyone's eyes were directed towards Wang Guohua. Judging from the teasing look in Zhang Xuanshuo's eyes, it was a matter of bad intentions. Minister Niu smiled calmly, his eyes passing over Wang Guohua's face somewhat indifferently.
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The only one who was anxious might be Captain Murong. He looked at Wang Guohua a little worriedly. She wanted to help. Unfortunately, the literal meaning of these words was not difficult to understand, but the extended meaning was completely unknown.
Wang Guohua didn't seem to be disturbed by the looks around him, and said calmly: "I am a layman in the study, but I do know a little bit about the meaning of these words. What you said is wrong, please don't laugh at me, two leaders." Wang Guohua paused as he spoke.
He also said: "Wang Zhan, a native of Jin, showed no talent and was called a fool. He was fond of metaphysics and kept "Book of Changes" by his bedside so that he could read it from time to time. Li Shi in the Song Dynasty had a poem that said: There has always been a three-foot plain qin with a pillow.
"The Book of Changes" is on the bedside. This scripture implies the intention of retreating to seclusion and seeking peace. I don't know if I am right."
After Wang Guohua finished speaking, he couldn't help but show a hint of arrogance. The question raised by Zhang Xuanshuo had the intention of killing Director Wang. Unfortunately, this question failed to stump Director Wang.
Actually, Zhang Xuanshuo himself didn’t understand where this allusion came from. It could be said that it was a very cold allusion. He never expected that Wang Guohua could actually say such a string of words. At that moment, he couldn’t help but look at Minister Niu with doubt.
, waiting for his explanation.
Minister Niu also opened his mouth in surprise, and then smiled: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. Haha, Nantian Province is really full of talents. Director Wang is so knowledgeable at such a young age."
Saying this is tantamount to affirming Wang Guohua. Zhang Xuanshuo also looked at Wang Guohua curiously and said: "Director Wang is good. In fact, I didn't know the meaning of this allusion before. Thanks to Director Wang for clearing up my doubts."
The taste of these words was a bit strange. Wang Guohua quickly looked at Minister Niu and found that the guy's expression remained unchanged. He quickly smiled and whispered: "I also saw it by chance. I can't boast of being knowledgeable."
Wang Guohua's modesty attracted the praise of Minister Niu: "Xiao Wang, there is no need to be modest. I am sure that very few people know this allusion. Especially those of your age, even fewer. I am really curious. You are the only one who knows this allusion."
How could a young man know such a rare allusion? Even if he thinks about it, he would never put it down."
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong smiled and said: "Minister, what you said is on point. I can testify to this. I remember that when I first met Director Wang, he was holding a copy of "The Whole World" in his hand.
Song Ci"."
When Zhang Xuanshuo heard this, he was surprised and said: "Why, Captain Murong knows Director Wang?"
Murong explained with a smile: "When the theater troupe was having a hard time, Director Wang worked in Fanglan County. After being introduced by a friend, Director Wang invited the troupe to perform in order to enrich the cultural life of the masses. This provided a new opportunity for the survival of the provincial troupe.
Thinking about it, I would also like to thank Director Wang."
"Oh, there is another matter? Tell me carefully. At present, art groups in our province are also facing the challenge of survival in the new era. Since our brother units have good experience, they naturally have to learn a thing or two." Zhang Xuanshuo took it with a smile.
When he said that, Minister Niu showed a proud look on his face. The Dajiang Provincial Drama Troupe has indeed done well in recent years. There is no single unit hiding in the provincial capital. It has gone out everywhere and become a banner of the art system with good economic conditions. It has indeed saved Minister Niu a lot of worry.
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"Actually, it's nothing. It was Director Wang's invitation that year, which opened a window for our troupe. I used to think that doing art from a high position in the provincial capital would inevitably lead to the suspicion of being too high-minded. As I went on, I realized that local opera can only be performed among the grassroots people.
, is the place with the deepest foundation and the survival soil for local opera."