※The old Seling Municipal Party Committee Secretary Xie Mingjun's name is very loud. In fact, he is a shriveled old man Zhaozhou's eyes are so turbid that it makes people sleepy.

Through the thick reading glasses, he quietly looked at Zhang Qingyun sitting in front of him, feeling extremely complicated. For the candidate for the Sangzhang County Party Committee, the Wuling Municipal Party Committee was in a mess, and in the end no one pleased him. Secretary Huang of the Provincial Party Committee rushed and ordered the young man.

When he thought of this, he was so hiccup. Xie Mingjun had someone on it. After touching Zhang Qingyun's bottom, he got the answer that he should not be arbitrary.

This is all bullshit. After working in Wuling for so many years, Xie Mingjun knew that Huang Xinquan was one of the people he had to offend. If the person he appointed had capsized in the gutter, it was hard to say what the consequences would be.

But Wuling is his own territory after all, and letting an outsider hold the authority of one side and make a fortune. It is good to look good on his face, but it will inevitably be used by other opponents. So how to grasp this level makes Xie Mingjun feel a headache.

"Qingyun! You are from Sangyong Mountain District. I won't talk about Sang Feng's situation. It's very complicated! Just mention any conditions if you have them." Xie Mingjun took a sip of the tea ceremony.

Zhang Qingyun replied respectfully: "Secretary Xie, I am new to you and I am not familiar with anything. How dare I ask for any conditions? I'd better go into battle lightly!"

Xie Mingjun narrowed his eyes, and Zhang Qingyun's answer was obviously a bit unexpected. Just one-handedly entered the right and wrong circle of Sangpang?

"That" Sangcui County Public Security Bureau Director has no candidate yet. You can recommend one person! Or you can order one person. I can transfer you from other cities." Xie Mingjun said again.

"No! No! There is such a critical position for the Public Security Bureau Director. When our county standing committee discusses and decides the candidates, and then communicates with the municipal bureau, how dare I choose it personally?" Zhang Qingyun said quickly. However, he was sneering in his heart. As soon as he entered the Yongping people, Sang Feng was already eye-catching. If he ordered a public security bureau director, wouldn't it be clear that he would tell others that he was moving?

Secretary Xie is indeed very experienced and looks like he supports himself strongly. In fact, there are little knives behind him. A public security chief has a useless job, and when it comes to Sang Zhang, he may be blocked. Zhang Qingyun doesn't do such a stupid thing.

To solve the problem of Sangcui, it is necessary to rely on Sangcui's people. How many people can you bring? If you bring too many, you will be so slapped with the hat of Shantuanism that you dare not look up. Just getting a public security chief is useless, but it will affect negative things.

"Qingyun, many of our cadres lack this point of yours. The organizational viewpoint is weak. This is a problem! We must work together to reverse this trend and improve the quality of our cadres. You have done a good job of showing off!" Xie Mingjun laughed.

Zhang Qingyun's expression changed. His governance direction was controlled by others. He first explained this. How could he win his support when he met a comrade with a weak organizational view in Sangzhang? Everyone said that we should work together. Can't you solve the problem of your county party secretary?

The old fox is so slippery that it makes people unable to get close to you. This is Zhang Qingyun's evaluation of Xie Mingjun. This old thing will complete the etiquette of Huang Xinquan in just a few sentences. If you can't handle it yourself, or if it goes wrong, he will just turn around. The Municipal Party Committee and I personally support your work so much, but you see that the result is not satisfactory. You and I can't stand Secretary Huang! You promise to be so choked that you have nothing to say.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyun could only smile bitterly. After staying in the provincial party committee for a long time, the chief officials of the border were really powerful, let alone the secretary of the Wuling Municipal Party Committee. Wuling's tourism is a piece of fat in Jiangnan. According to Zhang Qingyun, the princes and sisters in Rongcheng can be said to be in custody of heavy troops in Wuling. After all, Rongcheng is a provincial capital, and is too arrogant and scrupulous, but it is different in the prefecture-level cities below.

This is also because there is Red Building in Wude City, but there is no reason for Rongcheng. Wuling City's tourism development was jointly invested by the central government and local governments, with a maximum of tens of billions of yuan. Airport construction, infrastructure construction, tourist attractions opening, renovation, maintenance, advertising promotion in tourist areas, scenic cableway projects, how much gold and silver are there, and how much relationship these things involve. Will Xie Mingjun be an easy person who can firmly sit in such a place?

After leaving Xie Mingjun's office, Zhang Qingyun went directly to the government building and met Zhou Xiaokang when he reached the stairs. He smiled and said, "Secretary Zhang, you are here! Mayor Ou has been waiting for you for a long time.

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Zhang Qingyun's face turned upright and quickly signaled Zhou Xiaokang to lead the way. The two went to Ou Xianlong's office together and went to the secretary's seat. Zhang Qingyun stopped.

Zhou Xiaokang smiled and said, "Let's go in directly? The mayor has given instructions long ago. You don't need to go.

Zhang Qingyun's heart moved, but there was no expression on his face. He nodded to Zhou Xiaokang and went straight to the mayor's office. The address of this site has been changed to: Xiaolian Aopeng, please log in to 6 rounds to read

The head of the rubbish village, white shirt, fat, fat, this is the appearance of Wuling Mayor Ou Xianlong. When Zhang Qingyun entered, he was calling. Zhang Qingyun stood at the door. He waved his hand to Zhang Qingyun and told him to sit, while he continued to scream on the phone with a loud voice.

Zhang Qingyun felt unnatural. Fortunately, Zhou Xiaokang came to tea and gave Zhang Qingyun one.

"It's autumn. Why is it still so hot?" Zhou Xiaoou moved away. Ou Xianlong had already finished the call and said something unmatched.

Zhang Qingyun quickly got up and called mayor. Ou Xianlong smiled and said, "The kids in the mountains are back in the mountains? I am still working as a chalk factory at your age!"

Zhang Qingyun smiled embarrassedly and said, "Comrade Mayor is a post-controller. It's hard for young people, and there are many blessings in old age."

"Haha!" Ou Xianlong laughed loudly. He was shocked and was very happy. After a long time, he stopped laughing and said, "The youngest county party secretary in Wuling City is going to the most difficult place in Wuling City. This is also the opportunity for the organization to give you experience! Sangyong Mountain District was originally the Wugai Mountain in Yongping and the Huangsang Mountain in our Sangzhang. The two mountains are not connected. Do you know why everyone is used to being called Sangyong Mountain District?"

Zhang Qingyun smiled and shook his head, Ou Xianlong said with a righteous expression: "It's because these two places are poor and are both in the mountains. So everyone got up and talked."

Zhang Qingyun smiled knowingly. Although Ou Xianlong's statement was far-fetched, the meaning of it was very clear, that is, to put pressure on yourself and be prepared to deal with difficulties. The address of this site has been changed to: Foot Link Ao Peng, please log in to 6 circles to read

Although he and Ou Xianlong were only in contact for the first time, he felt that this person had a distinct personality and a great aura. He had a strong leadership style in every move and spoke aggressively, and was not necessary to be humorous. Generally speaking, such people are definitely capable of bearing.

"Secretary Huang has high expectations for you, and Sang Zhao is his hometown. I won't say anything extra. I'm saying ugly things ahead, I'm a person who treats you equally.

You have done it well. I have done it badly. Criticism is indispensable. Do you understand?" Ou Xianlong said.

Zhang Qingyun nodded repeatedly, but realized Ou Xianlong's style of killing messes. In fact, both him and Xie Mingjun faced the problem of how to explain to Secretary Huang. Xie Mingjun used the bone-transforming palm to completely transform Secretary Huang's factors.

Ou Xianlong, on the other hand, has the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, which directly points out the theme. What he wants is to be open and honest. The two have different methods. However, they have achieved their goals in the same way.

Zhang Qingyun was full of bitterness. It seemed that it was impossible to rely on the city to support him for the time being. Everything had to depend on himself. I didn’t believe that Sang Zhang was really a piece of iron. Even if it was an iron plate, he would have to poke a gap and then tear him apart.

Didn’t Secretary Xie and Ou Xianlong want to watch the battle? In their hearts, Sang Zhang is just a burden, so he made the burden more important first, which made the city so swollen. Seeing whether the two old guys still have the same kind as they are today, they are leisurely.

Having an idea in his heart, Zhang Qingyun had no idea of ​​staying for a long time. After accepting Ou Xianlong's words, he went straight back to the hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I received a call from Shan Jianhua, which was a good news call, which was to say that the second meeting of Sang Hui National People's Congress was concluded. This means that Secretary Zhang Qingzi can officially take office. Of course, Zhang Qingyun has to thank him.

But he felt a little funny. Huang Xinquan was in a stubborn manner, and Wuling was indeed a little nervous. The process of taking office was arranged for himself. This is not the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department selecting cadres, but it is clearly the Organization Department sending Bodhisattvas.

They dressed up their Bodhisattva and sent them to the Sang Zhao area smoothly, and then they clapped their hands and finished. As for what they wanted to do and what they did, they didn't care.

Maybe in their opinion, he is just a piece of meat on the chopping board! Waiting for this, I just want to see myself making a fool of myself and then I blasted myself back to Rongcheng in shame. With this in mind, Zhang Qingyun knew that he needed to do something, otherwise the youngest county party secretary in Wuling City would not have done anything at all, wouldn’t he disappointed me?

Back at the hotel, Zhang Qingyun took a shower and sat on the sand and closed his eyes to rest. The phone ringing of "Ding" in his heart rang.

He picked up the phone lazyly, and after hearing a word, he grew up. It was Ni Qiuyue who said in a sweet voice: "Haha, do you think I don't know if you come to Wuling?"

"You, where are you?" Zhang Qingyun said, his expression a little unnatural.

"Wuling Fairy Mountain. You come here about the Band Kilometer Road! How about it? I'll send you a big trip?" Ni Qiuyue said.

"This woman is really powerful. It seems that there is no place he is not familiar with in Jiangnan!" Zhang Qingyun said in his heart. He knew that Ni Qiuyue said this, which showed that she had something to say to him. As soon as he thought of this, he said:

"Is there anything you can't say on the phone? It's mysterious!"

"Well" Ni Qiuyue snorted, **to the bones. Zhang Qingyun felt hot when he heard it, and smiled in a hint of a hint: "What's wrong? It seems that the time has been much shorter this time?"

"You" Ni Qiuyue screamed shyly, and Zhang Qingyun laughed and said, "Okay, wait! I'll come. Aunt, you're satisfied!"
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