Chen Zichuan is the deputy director of the case room under the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. The highest administrative level is deputy director level, which is equivalent to the local deputy department level. Although there are not many cadres above the deputy department level in Qingjiang City, they can still recruit more than ten or twenty cadres. As a person, he really can't be called very noble, but the county magistrate is not as good as the current manager. Chen Zichuan carries the banner of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, so his background is not insignificant.
Moreover, Chen Zichuan is thoroughly investigating the case of Qingjiang's adultery, and he has the future and lives of Qingjiang cadres in his hands. He can definitely be regarded as a dangerous person with a high official level. Even such a person seems to follow What kind of rules are there to sit at the bottom of the table in a low-key manner, so what qualifications do Qingjiang cadres have to sit at the top of him? Therefore, as soon as he saw Chen Zichuan coming, Ge Xinjun immediately shut up and shut up. , Let alone Ge Xinjun, who can't do it in his heart, even if he can really do it, he won't cause trouble for himself. Chen Zichuan even dealt with the mayor Hong Yiguo, and he is not short of having another CPPCC chairman.
"Director Chen is here. You must have been exhausted these days. When you came to Qingjiang to carry out work, the Qingjiang Discipline Inspection Commission did not provide any convenience to Director Chen, and did not do what the landlord should do. It is really against the rules of hospitality..." Chen Zichuan said to himself When he arrived at Qingjiang, he put on a cold and gloomy face, and looked at Yin Zhe as if he had a problem with everyone. He was definitely someone who was disgusted by others, hated and feared, but the Discipline Inspection Commission in the world was a family, and others could pretend not to know him. If you are not familiar with it, just ignore it, but Fu Dongcheng, the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, can't do it. No matter how unwilling you are, you finally stand up and say hello to Chen Zichuan.
"Secretary Fu is so polite. I have caused trouble to the comrades of the Qingjiang Commission for Discipline Inspection these days. I ask Secretary Fu to forgive me for any inappropriate things. The cases are almost all investigated now. The case transfer will be carried out in the next two days. It is inevitable." Please trouble Secretary Fu..." If Chen Zichuan could just nod his head and shake hands at ordinary times, it would be a favor to Fu Dongcheng.
But today, Chen Zichuan was in high spirits on happy occasions. He was very happy and politely extended his hand to shake Fu Dongcheng's hand without any arrogance or condescension. This was beyond Fu Dongcheng's expectation. There was even a feeling of being flattered in my heart, and I couldn't hide the joy on my face and said with a smile: "It should be, it should be..." [
Fu Dongcheng couldn't be unhappy. The working group of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection came to Qingjiang and said that it would only investigate cases and not interfere with the running of local work. However, the working group included more than a hundred senior and middle-level leading cadres in Qingjiang, and the situation was very frightening. People are panic-stricken. As long as they are leaders, they are afraid of being involved. How can they still think about their work? This has directly led to the paralysis of the first-level political power. Today, Chen Zichuan is going to hand over the case, which means that Qingjiang's chaotic state will be over. It's over, which means that everyone can finally put down their burdens and work hard. It means that they can finally hold their chests high and no longer have to worry about it.
After a few polite words with Chen Zichuan, Fu Dongcheng was satisfied and returned to his seat with a smile on his face. Facing the inquiring eyes of Bao Tongzhi, Ge Xinjun and others, instead of giving an answer, Fu Dongcheng sat down calmly and sat down. He picked up the teacup and made a show of gesture. The anxious Bao Tongzhi wanted to throw the tea in his face, but Bao Tongzhi had a smoother temper and could hold his breath more calmly. When he saw Fu Dongcheng, The appearance suppressed the curiosity in his heart, shook his head, and did not pick up Fu Dongcheng's trouble at all. This made Fu Dongcheng feel like a punch was punched in a pile of cotton, and his desire to show off suddenly became... One minus.
Just when Fu Dongcheng put down his cup of tea and wanted to inform everyone about Chen Zichuan's words, he suddenly saw Bao Tongzhi standing up from his seat. When he looked back, Liu Tong strode in. When everyone said hello, Liu Tong took the lead and said in a deep voice: "Secretary Song and Governor Li are here. Come with me to greet them..."
"Hiss..." The secretary of the provincial party committee and the governor came to attend the wedding of the mayor of the small town of Anping. Several people gasped together as if they had heard a fantasy, and the same thought flashed through their minds: " What is the origin of this Anping..."
Ge Xinjun, in particular, clicked his lips vigorously, and his face suddenly became hot. Although Ge Xinjun was reluctant to believe that Liu Tong's words were true, he also knew that Liu Tong would not make fun of the provincial party committee leader, let alone his politics. Life is a joke. Fortunately, I am not ashamed yet. I want to sit at the head table in front of me without any shame. Where is the good seat? It is not an exaggeration to say it is a powder keg, but I am just a department-level CPPCC member. Chairman, although he has entered the ranks of senior cadres, compared with those real senior officials, he is actually just a lowly person. If Zhenruo sat on it carelessly, surrounded by provincial and ministerial level officials, how could he be so useful? Face, I'm afraid not only will I lose my face, but Qingjiang's face will also be lost.
Ge Xinjun's self-deprecation was quickly proved difficult to prove. Not only Song Yuanqiao and Li Mengshan came to the province, but also the entire Beijiang Provincial Party Committee and the provincial government team came to see each and every provincial level that could usually only be seen on TV. The leaders got off the bus one after another. Ge Xinjun's heart was beating fast. What is a leader? These people are the real leaders. Compared with them, I, the chairman of the CPPCC, can't even mention it in a pile. of scum.
However, what surprised Ge Xinjun even more was that a group of leaders from Beijiang Province entered the small restaurant. Song Yuanqiao, the leader, glanced at the four empty dining tables, as if the empty dining tables were covered with table cards with names, and went straight to the second He sat down at a table, and more than 20 people behind him also sat in the two tables under him in an extremely orderly manner. The chief was the only one left vacant. Although Liu Tong, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, had the advantage of being a landlord, , but there was not even a seat available, and he returned to his table extremely disappointed.
At this time, Ge Xinjun's head was a bit exhausted. Even the secretary of the provincial party committee and the governor were not qualified to sit in the chief chair. It is difficult to think that there would be a bigger leader than the secretary of the provincial party committee and the governor to attend this wedding banquet, and a bigger leader than the secretary of the provincial party committee. A leader who is bigger than the provincial governor, isn't he the national leader? My dear, what is the origin of this Anping, what is his background, and how can he directly reach the sky? Ge Xinjun kept speculating in his heart. As he stood there, he felt a wave of fear due to his shameless words just now, and he was thinking wildly about whether he would offend Anping for this.
Perhaps the big shots always appear at the end. Just when Ge Xinjun was waiting eagerly and panicking, Qin Chuyue, who was able to take the chief position, finally appeared. The people beside him chatting and laughing were all old people in their 70s and 80s. The various old people, whether in terms of clothing or demeanor, are no different from the retired old people walking in the park. Ge Xinjun looked carefully and thought hard, but he didn't see any old people who looked like the national leaders in his impression. But as soon as these old men entered the door, Beijiang leaders led by Song Yuanqiao and Li Mengshan all stood up and helped these people to their seats with respectful expressions. This made Ge Xinjun a little confused and quietly turned his head. He came closer to Liu Tong and asked softly: "Secretary Liu, these old comrades don't look like they are from the capital. Do you know any of them..."
"Where did they come from? Do you know the leader? The others basically live in Pennsylvania. They are the ones who really control the lifeline of Beijiang..." Although Ge Xinjun is much older, he is of low rank, poor level, and in the same position. In second-line departments like the CPPCC, they are said to be leading cadres, but they actually have no power in their hands. They have never had contact with the real senior officials of Bac Giang Province, let alone know the real secrets of the province.
But Liu Tong was different. After all, he came from the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, and he was highly regarded by Song Yuanqiao. He had a good grasp of most conditions in Beijiang Province. Liu Tong knew these old men, and they were all consultants of the Beijiang Provincial Advisory Committee. , before the advisory committee, there were leaders who controlled the direction of Beijiang Province, including the secretary of the provincial party committee and the governor. Liu Tong also served an old man among them. It was under the guidance of this old leader that Liu Tong Only then could he lay a solid foundation and grow up smoothly, until today he serves as the Municipal Party Committee Secretary of Qingjiang.
It can be said that these old comrades are the anchors of Beijiang Province. Except for Song Yuanqiao, Li Mengshan and others who were transferred from outside the province, almost all the current senior leaders of Beijiang Province have worked under these people and were promoted by these people. Many of them are even their nephews and relatives. Although these old comrades have retired, the Central Committee has dissolved the advisory committee, and handed over the power in their hands, everyone has to admit that without the permission and cooperation of these old comrades, Song Yuanqiao It was difficult to move forward with Li Mengshan in Beijiang. Only these old comrades could make Song Yuanqiao take the initiative to give in.
Everyone has arrived, and the auspicious moment of the wedding ceremony has arrived. Soon, the door of the small restaurant was opened, and waiters in bright red clothes filed in. Plates of exquisite dishes were placed on the table, and amid a burst of commotion Amidst the sound, Li Hongjia took Anping's arm and, accompanied by the male and female guests, slowly walked onto the ceremony stage on the red carpet and accompanied by melodious music. The wedding began according to the established procedures. Anping and Li Hongjia Naturally, it became the focus of the audience.
Compared with the huge influence hidden behind it, compared with the various speculations, looks and negotiations under the table, the wedding process in Anping seemed ancient and ordinary, with extraordinary dignitaries on one side and most people with little cultural knowledge on the other. Although the two parties have different identities and different purposes, they are deliberately suppressing each other's temperament. They are more polite and less like dancing horses and spears, so the wedding banquet was held in a dull atmosphere. It was not until the end that Anping finally got rid of the torture like a puppet on a string.