Following Director Zhang downstairs to the courtyard of the government side, he went straight to the fifth floor and stopped in front of the door number of the county magistrate's office. Wang Guohua's calm mind suddenly became unstable. When Director Zhang stepped forward and knocked on the door, Wang Guohua thought in annoyance.
, why can’t you remember how Zeng Zeguang was implicated?
The office door opened, revealing a slightly arrogant young face. Director Zhang stepped forward with a smile and said: "Secretary Liu, I have brought the person the county magistrate wants."
Secretary Liu, who was in his twenties, fair-faced and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked at Wang Guohua with dark eyes. He blocked the door for about six or seven seconds, then arrogantly nodded his chin slightly and stepped away and said: "Come in and wait.
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When Secretary Liu turned around, a hint of displeasure flashed across Lao Zhang's face, and he didn't forget to look back at Wang Guohua, who was a little distracted. "What are you thinking about?" Lao Zhang asked in a low voice after gently poking Wang Guohua.
"It's nothing, I've never met a big leader, so I'm a little nervous." Wang Guohua smiled to himself, took a deep breath, and took what he thought was an important step.
The sound was not loud, but it was enough for Zeng Zeguang inside to hear clearly. The county magistrate smiled slightly and felt very comfortable when he saw the cautious person entering the country.
Zeng Zeguang had a good impression of Wang Guohua yesterday. He had been working in the county committee for three days, but he didn't even know the county magistrate. This young man was very interesting, and his style of conduct could be reflected from one aspect. Zeng Zeguang learned that Wang Guohua read Chinese.
Guanglin had an idea and decided to let Wang Guohua take the empty article.
Zeng Zeguang didn't have high hopes for Wu Yiwu's speech draft, just to see what this young man would do. Unexpectedly, this guy didn't change a word and just added a page of notes.
The key is that after reading this note, Zeng Zeguang was moved by some of the ideas.
Nanshan County is one of the poorest counties in the province, with per capita cultivated land of less than one acre. The slogan of developing rural economy has been shouted for several years, but successive governments have actually not had a good solution. Zeng Zeguang is a business-oriented cadre, starting from the grassroots level.
He worked hard in one step and caught up with the youth and knowledge of cadres, so he became the head of a county before he was forty. It was precisely because of his understanding of the situation at the grassroots level that Zeng Zeguang felt that the kingdom
There is not much content in Hua's note. Among them, organizing the export of labor services is a method that can be effective in the short term under the current actual situation. The method was proposed by Wang Guohua. How to operate it specifically, Zeng Zeguang feels that it is necessary to ask clearly about this one. As for the other two
Road construction requires money, but the city government has no money. The mountain goods trade in the county will inevitably involve the interests of some people, and Zeng Zeguang can only ignore it for the time being.
Zeng Zeguang waved his hand gently, and Lao Zhang and his secretary Xiao Liu retreated.
"Xiao Wang, smoke!" Zeng Zeguang handed over a Chinese cigarette. Wang Guohua, who regained his composure, took it. When he reached for the lighter, his heart skipped a beat. He slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket and said with a smile: "County Magistrate, I forgot to bring a lighter.
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Zeng Zeguang did not expect that Wang Guohua, who was a little flustered just now, would soon regain his normal expression, admiring the young man's control in his heart. He threw a lighter to Wang Guohua, took it, and lit the cigarette calmly, without any embarrassment.
"You mentioned labor export, do you have any specific ideas?"
The conscience of heaven and earth, I did this just to meet some errands, Wang Guohua didn't take it seriously at all. But it's hard to say this to Zeng Zeguang, how should I put it? What specific thoughts can I have? I'm just here to burn
Cold stove!
Seeing Wang Guohua's contemplative expression, Zeng Zeguang looked at the young man with interest, somewhat hoping that this admired young man could give him a surprise.
"County Magistrate, to be honest, I just wanted to deal with the errands assigned by Director Zhang and came up with a few random ideas. Well, wasn't the draft drafted by the Comprehensive Department? As a new young man, I should respect my seniors, right?
?" Wang Guohua decided to tell the truth. He had no choice but to turn around and ask Zeng Zeguang for details. What would he answer?
Zeng Zeguang was stunned by this answer, and opened his mouth slightly, then returned to normal. Looking at Wang Guohua's calm face, he thought to himself that this boy was not lying. Since it was an errand, there was nothing to say. I was disappointed.
He raised his hand and said calmly: "You go back first."
Just as Wang Guohua stood up, a thought suddenly flashed through Zeng Zeguang's mind. He quickly raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute, sit down first."
Wang Guohua didn't know why. He was stunned for a moment and met Zeng Zeguang's gaze. He felt calm now. Wang Guohua didn't mean to dodge. He thought to himself that no matter how powerful your official authority is, you will be implicated and suspended in a few months, right? That's when he surrendered.
It's a good opportunity. There's no need to go up a pole and fawn over you now.
Who would have thought that this behavior would fall in the eyes of Zeng Zeguang, an old man in the world? It was another matter. First of all, he felt that this young man was honest and did not deceive his superiors. Secondly, this young man had a good attitude and was not disappointed even after he was sent away.
In the end, this twenty-year-old young man was very calm.
At this time, secretary Xiao Liu knocked on the door and came in. He gave Wang Guohua a meaningful look, and then said to Zeng Zeguang: "Boss, the people from the textile factory are at Deputy County Magistrate Zhou's place. Do you see?"
Hearing the word "textile factory", Zeng Zeguang frowned and waved his hand: "I got it!"
What was the thought that crossed Zeng Zeguang's mind just now? This young man was just doing his job, but one of the three suggestions he came up with overnight was actually a feasible strategy. What does this mean? There are many people in Nanshan County but little land, and there is no serious matter.
When things are done, it is easy for young people in society to get together and cause trouble. This is not conducive to social security.
Furthermore, if the other two can really be achieved, the economy of the entire Nanshan County will definitely be greatly improved.
This guy is a talent! This is what Zeng Zeguang had just thought. He was about to have a good talk with this young man when Secretary Liu came in and gave a hint. He glanced at Wang Guohua just now and then reported his work. What's going on here?
There is no reputation. The two sets of party and government teams in Nanshan County seem to be in harmony with each other. In fact, Li Xiongfei, the secretary of the county party committee, is very strong. He does not interfere much in the specific affairs of government departments, but he firmly grasps the general policies. Not to mention the distance.
, Executive Deputy County Magistrate Zhou Yong, whom Secretary Liu mentioned just now, is the person who follows Li Xiongfei closely.
Secretary Liu had only been out for a while when the phone on the desk rang. Zeng Zeguang picked up the phone and hummed twice. His expression became slightly stiffer and his eyes swept across Wang Guohua's face.
Wang Guohua didn't know the content of the call. He vaguely felt that Zeng Zeguang's eyes had changed, taking on a less friendly tone. As he was wondering why, Zeng Zeguang said in a low voice: "Xiao Wang, please go back first!"
Wang Guohua left somewhat puzzled, and Secretary Liu came into the inner room. Zeng Zeguang asked somewhat regretfully: "Is that correct?" Zeng Zeguang really admired Wang Guohua, and he finally confirmed it a little unwillingly.
Xiao Liu said: "That's right, I called and asked about the Personnel Department. He was admitted to the municipal party committee through Secretary Li's connections. He was at the deputy section level when he came up. Don't you know what the Political Research Office is? He is in
It’s hard to say if it has any other effect.”
Among the three old guys in the Political Research Office, Lao Zhang was at the deputy division level and had served as a standing deputy county magistrate before. The other two were also senior senior officers, and these three were sitting on the sidelines in the Political Research Office.
Naturally, there are historical reasons for being on the bench. When Xiao Liu said this, Zeng Zeguang also felt that it made sense. Maybe this young man was the eyes and ears arranged by Li Xiongfei. It was hard to say. How else to explain the deputy department level?
It was Xiao Liu's job for the secretary to eliminate unnecessary trouble for the leader. After calling the human resources department and getting the news about Wang Guohua, Xiao Liu felt faintly happy. When he first saw Wang Guohua, he felt that this person
It might be a threat to him, so Xiao Liu felt very strange why he would think so.
The first contact between Wang Guohua and Zeng Zeguang ended in vain because he felt that it was not a good time to hug each other. Wang Guohua had no regrets in his heart and calmly returned to the Political Research Office to continue his peaceful life.
The county party committee and county government compound is an old-fashioned courtyard with shady trees. You don’t feel too hot when you stay there most of the day, but it is particularly hot during the noon period.
It was still an hour before get off work, and everyone else in the Political Research Office had left. Wang Guohua was studying the materials found in the filing cabinet as usual. Although he was a reborn person, he was still a novice in officialdom.
When the phone rang, Wang Guohua felt a sense of relief when faced with a boring report.
"Xiao Wang, there is someone looking for you at the door." The voice of the concierge Uncle Qin sounded a little strange. Before Wang Guohua could speak, the phone hung up. The phone in the Political Research Office was a newly installed program-controlled phone, locked with a wooden box, and the key was in
In Lao Zhang’s hand, if you want to use the phone, you have to get the key from Lao Zhang. This kind of wooden box is very common in the county party committee office. As long as it is not a separate office of the leader, the phone always exists in this way. Mastering this key, in
Here is an expression of power.
Having seen the era when mobile phones cost only a few hundred yuan, Wang Guohua felt that this kind of thing was too nonsense. After putting down the phone, Wang Guohua wondered who was looking for him, and at the same time thought of ways to get some money to strengthen his communication means.
Nanshan County in 1994 was still a time when mobile phones and BB machines were rampant. Only the secretary and county magistrate were eligible to be equipped with mobile phones in the compound, and other deputy county leaders were only equipped with Chinese-display machines.
Hanging a BB player in a conspicuous position on your waist is undoubtedly a very popular thing in the courtyard. If the BB player suddenly goes off when there are many people, it is even more embarrassing.
From the perspective of a time traveler, neither a BB phone nor a mobile phone is very attractive. I sit on the bench in the Political Research Office, what do I do with those gadgets?
Hurrying to the entrance of the compound, a Hummer with its hood open was parked under the shade of the trees beside it. A modern girl wearing sunglasses in the driving position was waving to Wang Guohua.