Deputy Minister Wang of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee is Wang Yonghui. Although his surname is Wang, he has no blood relationship with the Wang Feng family. However, interests are often the most important things in the officialdom. When there is a conflict of interest, you must also separate the relationship. When there is a benefit, you can always get involved. Because of the same surname as the Wang family, the sons and nephews of the Wang family, who are the Wang family, now the sons and nephews of the Wang family, who are the Wang generation, will call him uncle. In this way, Vice Minister Wang has become much closer to Wang Bei.

Of course, Zhang Qingyun was not aware of these situations. He is now an official in East China, and he tried to think less about the factions in the capital. He was sent down to the lower place and was able to eat at the local area. Otherwise, he would be embarrassed to be disgraced and return to the capital and would often become a laughing stock for others.

Zhang Qingyun went up to two floors under the leadership of Deputy Director Zhan. Finally, he turned left and right to find Deputy Minister Wang's office, and reported the situation in the secretary's office. Deputy Minister Wang's secretary was very young. He looked at Zhang Siyun carefully for a while, and his expression was a bit strange. "Xiao Li, has Minister Wang not finished his work? You..." Zhan Changsheng said.

"I'll go and report it right away!" Secretary Li said, and when he turned around, he looked at Zhang Qingyun for a while. Zhang Qingyun frowned, feeling that Yunren's face was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. "Director Zhan, this Secretary Li looked familiar, but he couldn't remember..."

Zhan Changsheng smiled and said, "He is Li Shaoyun. You may not know him. He is too young. But he has a brother who should know you, who is Director Li Shaoshan of the Ministry of Finance. You should be very familiar with him, right?"

Zhang Qingyun suddenly realized that no wonder Yunren looked very familiar. Thinking about how he was really quarrel with Li Shaoshan, looking at his expression just now, Zhang Qingyun judged that the other party might know him, but he had never met him before and how to introduce him.

Li Shaoyun came over in just a moment and said politely: "Mayor Zhang Qingyun, Vice Minister Wang asked you to go to the living room, and he will come over soon!" He made a clear gesture and took Zhang Qingyun to the reception room.

The reception room was very small and a little cramped. The lights in the room seemed a little cold. Perhaps because of a little nervousness, Zhang Qingyun felt that the temperature in the room was much lower than that outside when he entered the door, and the air conditioning effect seemed completely different.

Zhang Qingyun sat down, and Li Shaoyun quickly served Zhang Qingyun a cup of tea. After a few minutes, Zhang Qingyun heard a cough and looked up and saw a thin old man pushing the door in. His clothes were casual, and they belonged to the very simple casual outfit, dark gray.

It is said that it is an old man, mainly because his hair is white and looks much older than his actual age. He is holding a notebook in his hand and his fingers are slender and long. Perhaps because of his long-term pampering habits, his skin is particularly fair and even an unhealthy color without seeing the sun.

Zhang Qingyun stood up and was about to speak, but he smiled slightly and squinted his hands and spit out a word: "Sitting" sounds dry and hoarse, as if there was a sputum in his throat, which made the listener feel a little uncomfortable.

After Zhang Qingyun sat down again, Deputy Minister Wang also pulled out the chair and sat down. As soon as others sat down, the smile on his face immediately stopped and replaced by seriousness. A pair of originally somewhat turbid eyes quickly became lively and sharp, constantly scrutinizing Zhang Qingyun at close range but not speaking, which gave people great oppression. "Comrade Zhang Qingyun! Today, I will talk to you on behalf of the organization, and the content of the conversation needs to be absolutely confidential." Deputy Minister Wang said.

Zhang Qingyun responded, "Yes!" His expression gradually returned to normal, and his mood also calmed down. Deputy Minister Wang looked at him, suddenly smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, the organization has no intention of embarrassing you, you just need to answer the questions truthfully."

Next, one question and one answer, and one formal and serious organizational conversation kicked off. Vice Minister Wang asked a lot, mainly about Zhang Qingyun's life and work in East China, and about the work style and atmosphere of the East China political arena.

In addition, he also asked a lot about the members of the Gangcheng and East China team, and he even asked Zhang Qingyun about his impression of Secretary Qin Weiguo.

It was very difficult to answer such a question. Even though Zhang Qingyun was mentally prepared, sweat was oozing from his forehead, and it felt like a battle was fought.

Vice Minister Wang's eyes are very lively and sharp, and he often slips over Zhang Qingyun's face inadvertently. While putting pressure on Zhang Qingyun, he is also examining the young cadre in front of him.

Zhang Qingyun is very famous, but he has never seen him before. It was nothing. As the deputy minister of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee, he has seen too many young talents. With Zhang Qingyun's fame, he doesn't even care about him.

But Zhang Qingyun is different after all. Vice Minister Wang never expected that the promotion and appointment of a department would touch the hearts of so many people. The capital shouted in all aspects that Zhang Qingyun returned to Beijing, and the leaders of the East China Provincial Party Committee were desperately dragging him and did not want to let him go.

Other provinces and cities, such as Jiangnan and Beijing and Tianjin, Huang Hai also reported to ask for this person. The normal promotion and adjustment work was immediately extraordinary because of so much attention. Even at the meeting of the Party Committee of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee, the charter was drafted. Many of the people who can enjoy this treatment are provincial and ministerial-level local officials. Zhang Qingyun is just a department official! "Comrade Zhang Qingyun, you have already made new considerations in your next stage of work." Deputy Minister Wang Yonghui said Hu Sheng.

Zhang Qingyun felt relieved and felt that a big stone in his heart had finally been put down. He had a strong sense of oppression when talking to Wang Yonghui. He answered the questions before and was trembling and walking on thin ice. Now it seems that he has finally passed the test and finally talked about whereabouts.

After experiencing so many rumors and ups and downs, Zhang Qingyun became calm and calm when he arrived at this S1. No matter how the organization arranged it, he felt that he could accept it calmly. So he was not very excited. On the contrary, his expression was very calm and his expression was Gu Jingbubo.

His expression fell into Wang Yonghui's eyes, but he was shocked. After looking at it for a long time, he could not see anything extraordinary about Zhang Qingyun. However, at the last moment, he saw the highlight. In the officialdom, one's cunning often determines one's achievements.

At this time, Zhang Qingyun's expression was so calm, which means that his mind was mature enough to reach the level of perfection. He nodded in his heart, thinking that Zhang Qingyun should be so worthy of the trust of the organization. "Look at this?" This is the report of the Pan-Three City Economic Zone established by the Hong Kong City, and it is your East China Provincial Party Committee.

It is said that the first thing you did was to come out of your hands. Is that true?" Wang Yonghui said. Zhang Qingyun carefully took the things from Wang Yonghui and passed them ten times a day, and was shocked. He was familiar with this thing, and it was indeed a report on the development of the three economic zones of Panhuanghai, Gangcheng and Huaiyang.

But what surprised him was that there were many red comments on the report, a report of tens of thousands of words, with comments and records made by someone in red pens. The handwriting was very small, and the dragon and phoenix danced, and some words were not clear.

But if you look at it for a moment, you can see the extraordinary annotations. Then look at these small characters in a fly head, written in a red ballpoint pen. Although it is sloppy, its character cannot be underestimated. When you see that the person who makes records is not ordinary people.

"Stop reading, this thing was sent to you by Secretary Huang Hailing. Your report was well mentioned and was given to you, which happened to be in common with the central government's recent policies and policies. Huang Hai and its surrounding economies have always been an important economic zone for the Republic. It is time to integrate well and become bigger and stronger!" Wang Yonghui said. He said this casually, but who is not shocking and dying.

Even if Zhang Qingyun was calm, he couldn't help but pick up the report and stood up when he heard this. Secretary Huang Hailing made annotations for his report and gave him another copy of the annotations. This honor made Zhang Qingyun flattered.

Huangsong City is the largest municipality directly under the central government of the Republic and the most well-known city in the world. Apart from the capital, the place that best represents the Republic is the Huanghai. The secretary of the municipal party committee of such a city is a member of the Political Bureau of the Central Committee. Its weight is extremely heavy, and even Zhan Jiang Hui and Xia cannot compare with Ling Group Hong.

Many of the highest leaders and tiers of the Party have had experience in Huanghai's employment. The Secretary of the Huanghai Municipal Party Committee is also the most dazzling star in the Republic's officialdom. It was very touching to Ling Zuhong to read Zhang Qingyun's report, not to mention that he wrote annotations and corrections, and also returned the first-hand materials to Zhang Qingyun. How could Zhang Qingyun not be excited?

Zhang Qingyun keenly felt that his work was likely to be related to the cooperation between the three cities of the Pan-Three Cities, Huanghai, Gangcheng and Huaiyang, one is a municipality directly under the central government, one is a deputy ministerial-level city and the other is a prefecture-level city. The three cities have a big difference, and it is difficult for the cooperation of the three cities to stand on the same starting line. In addition, in the process of cooperation, the communication mechanism is not easy to be smooth.

These situations invisibly restrict the progress and depth of the economic zones of the three cities. Zhang Qingyun feels that if the central government really pays attention to this, the first thing to change is this issue. To change this issue, personnel means are indispensable.

With this in mind, Zhang Qingyun basically felt a little clear-headed and felt very calm for a moment. It seemed that he had not been transferred back to Beijing after all. Staying in East China or the Yellow Sea might be his job below.

Sure enough, Wang Yonghui randomly mentioned the topic to Zhang Qingyun's whereabouts and bluntly stated that the central leadership, the East China Provincial Party Committee and the Huanghai Municipal Party Committee attached great importance to Zhang Qingyun's development report on the economic zones of the three cities. Taking into account Zhang Qingyun's actual situation and work ability, the organization decided to let Zhang Qingyun participate in this grand plan.

Wang Yonghui said: "Comrade Zhang Qingyun, your specific appointment issues need to be notified by the organization. Today I will give you a vaccination and determine a general direction. After all, the problems of the Pan-Three Economic Zone involve Huanghai and East China Province, and some issues need to be solicited by the leaders of the Huanghai Municipal Party Committee and East China Provincial Party Committee. In short, the organization will definitely give you a stage to show your talents. At the same time, the organization hopes that you can disobey the trust of the Party and the people and do your work well and do your work solidly!" "Thank you, the organization, thank you Minister Wang!" Zhang Qingyun said, with a smile on his face, and stood up slightly and bowed to thank him.

With the general direction determined, Zhang Qingyun felt very satisfied. As long as he had the position and power, could display his talents, and could continue to work in East China or around the Yellow Sea, Zhang Qingyun felt very satisfied.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Qingyun left the Organization Department of the Central Committee. He took out his cell phone and saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls on the phone. He flipped over one by one and finally opened an unread message: "The notice from the Organization Department of the Central Committee appointed Ren Jianian, Secretary of the Huaiyang Municipal Party Committee, as a member of the East China Provincial Party Committee, as a member of the Standing Committee and Concubine of the Hong Kong City Committee, as a member of the Standing Committee, and the secretary, has been issued... The signature is a 'Zhou, word!"

Zhang Qingyun shook his hand and suddenly turned around and looked at the towering building behind him. His heart was extremely complicated. The candidate for the Hong Kong City Municipal Party Committee Secretary who had been talking about for so many days was finally settled. But the result was so unexpected that he had no chance with him, and Che Xiaowei could not do it. Who is the Nian of the family? Zhang Qingyun was not familiar with this person before!

Zhang Qingyun is not a suspicious person, but he still wondered why this notice was not sent early or late, and it was a bit off (8 when he entered Beijing. Is there any other meaning in it?

Originally, Zhang Qingyun was about to return to Gangcheng to do after-coordination work immediately after the conversation. Now it seems that the necessity should be gone. The new secretary took office immediately, and Ren Jianian was also a cadre who grew up in East China. At this time, Gangcheng was his place of use. The little bit of people's hearts in Gangcheng now can just give him a new official the opportunity to take office three times.

With a slight look, Zhang Qingyun found his parking space for a long time. After getting in the car, he put on a seat belt and closed the door but did not leave for a long time. He just looked in front of him in a daze. Although he had already felt a sense of luxury in his heart, for some reason, he still felt a little disappointed.

The ideal position for Zhang Qingyun to stay in East China is to serve as the secretary of the Hong Kong Municipal Committee. Although the span is a bit large, it is not impossible. Although Zhang Qingyun knew in his heart that this probability was not high, he still felt a little caught off guard when the real reality came!

I don’t know how long it took, Zhang Qingyun thought about the situation he talked with Zhan Jianghui yesterday, and recalled the conversation with Minister Wang just now, and his mood gradually calmed down. Zhan Jianghui and Minister Wang both hinted that they wanted to believe in the organization, why bother to disturb themselves here? "Ding, Ding!" The phone rang again, and Zhang Qingyun took out the phone and looked at the number and answered without hesitation. "Dad, Dad! I agreed to take me out of the amusement park in the afternoon. Where are you now?" The voice of his daughter Manman came from the other end of the phone.

Zhang Qingyun felt warm, and the remaining melancholy and loss in his heart completely dissipated. He was in a good mood and said, "I'm back soon, how about I'm going to do my job? Have you done my mother's job? She needs to have time!" "We'll pack up our things and wait for you at home! Come over! Zhao Jiayao took the phone on the other end of the phone, coughed gently, and lowered her voice: "How about it?" In just three words, all the care was silent.

Zhang Qingyun's mouth bent a curve and said, "Good! Everything goes well. Huan decided! Stay in the capital for a few more days this time, take this opportunity to visit elders and contact friends and brothers more, haha~" He smiled happily, and suddenly felt relieved.

Since the moment he landed in Port City, his spirit has been tense and has never relaxed. Now the adjustment of the Port City team has begun. First of all, the top leader of the team has been confirmed, and he has lost a sense of participation in his heart.

As soon as he relaxed, Zhang Qingyun felt relieved all over. He raised his hand to look at his watch, no longer hesitated, and started the car, Fengchi electric car and drove out.

After staying in the capital for three days, he visited Secretary Huang and visited him, and spent most of his time with his daughter and Zhao Jiayao. His life seemed to return to the time when he was the director of the old cadre. He was leisurely all day long, and there was nothing he had done except to seek relatives and friends.

The only difference is that Zhang Qingyun was in the low point of his career when he was the director of the old cadre. I don’t know how much mocking and gloating look behind Zhang Qingyun’s leisure. But now it’s completely different. Zhang Qingyun returned to Beijing from East China and returned in glory.

Now that the organization has arranged his work again, it is for sure that he has to go up. In this situation, all forces in the capital can only see that he is envious and jealous. Zhang Qingyun had enough halo on his head, and now, with the halo of the East China cadres, it makes people feel a mysterious sense of distance.

Imagine that people are called a beast in the capital and East China, and Zhang Qingyun (8) can take root in that place and rise step by step. What's wrong with this? Many people are trying their best to think about it, but Zhang Qingyun is not leaking the water and not giving up the slightest argument, so others can only think about it.

On this day, Hou Zan called again to visit Zhang Qingyun. As Zhang Qingyun's former subordinate of the Development and Reform Commission, Hou Zan has always been respectful to Zhang Qingyun. Almost every time Zhang Qingyun goes to Beijing, he tries every means to meet Zhang Qingyun or invite Zhang Qingyun to a meal. He is even better than Huang Yao.

Of course, Zhang Qingyun would not let Hou Zanzhen come to visit. The two agreed to meet at a club not far from the Development and Reform Commission’s office building. Zhang Qingyun also drove over by himself. When he arrived, Hou Zan had been waiting for a long time. "What? Director Zhang, my sister-in-law didn’t come to enjoy the whole place?" Hou Chai said the first sentence downstairs to welcome guests truthfully.

Zhang Qingyun smiled and waved his hand. Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glance at a man hiding not far from Hou Zan. He couldn't help but be stunned. Hou Zan smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't you recognize my brother?"

What Zhang Qingyun saw was Hou Guanjun. Hou Zan came to welcome the guests. Hou Guanjun sat upright there without moving, but his eyes kept glancing here, which made people feel a little embarrassed. I don’t know if I should go forward to say hello to him. After pondering for a while, Zhang Siyun still smiled and stretched out his hand, saying, “Hello! I haven’t seen you for a long time!”

"I dare not take it! Let's sit down." Hou Guanjun said, his tone was a little calm, and he pointed to the chair in front. Hou Zan's face changed. He coughed, as if he felt that Hou Guanjun's attitude had gone a little too much. He hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Qingyun pull the chair open.

Zhang Qingyun smiled on his face, but he frowned secretly in his heart. He didn't know what happened to Hou Guanjun today. He saw him a few times before, and he was generous. Why did he feel a little weird when he saw him again this time?

He suddenly felt a move in his heart, and the muscles on his face twitched, as if he had thought of a possibility, and his mood suddenly became a big mess, and he felt a little headache.

"Director Zhang, are you eating some snacks? We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's drink two drinks to make love!" Hou Zan said, very enthusiastic. Zhang Qingyun bowed and told him to arrange it casually, took out a cigarette and lit it, and then handed one to Hou Guanjun.

Hou Guanjun was stunned for a moment, Zhang Qingyun nodded at him, and after a while he took the cigarette, touched his pocket but was there a lighter. Zhang Qingyun ignited the fire with a snap, handed the lighter over, and Hou Guanjun lit the cigarette. "What's wrong? I see you like this, I guess if you are right, you're heartbroken, right?" Zhang Qingyun said in an inverted voice.

Hou Guanjun snorted and Hou Zan was silenced. Zhang Qingyun knew that he had made a right judgment, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Guo Xuefang was an alien after all. He pursued perfection too much, so he was too far from reality.

"You don't have to look at me like this, it has nothing to do with me!" Zhang Qingyun said loudly, taking a puff of Yan Yi and said, "I said you have a miserable life, what kind of woman is bad, but I just like a woman with a strange temperament, ah..."

Hou Guanjun didn't say anything, just stared at Zhang Qingyun in a daze. I don't know how long it took, "I suddenly said, "I heard you are going to be promoted? Are you going to be the deputy director of the Development and Reform Commission or the provincial leader of that province?"

Zhang Qingyun was stunned and subconsciously wanted to deny it, but Hou Guanjun did not give him a chance to speak, and said, "You don't need to explain most of it. I really admire you. Xuefang always compares me with you. I have been working hard, but I can't compare you to you. In the end, it's true. I don't blame anyone. I am willing to accept the loss!" He coughed twice, "It's nothing to bet for a man like you to be liked by women. Besides, Xuefang's eyes are higher than the top, and it may be you..." "Don't interfere..." Zhang Qingyun interrupted Hou Guanjun's words, "Don't talk nonsense! Guo Xuefang and I are good friends, but that's all! There's nothing else.

But you...you..." Zhang Qingyun shook his head, not knowing how to say that Hou Guan was the right person. Things in the world could be so absurd, which made him a little overwhelmed.

Hou Zan, who was standing aside, couldn't interrupt for a while when he saw the two of them talking like this. He had a kind intention and wanted to invite Zhang Qingyun to come out to get together, but now he saw Hou Guanjun and Zhang Qingyun like this. "It seems that this gathering has disturbed people's hearts.

There is only one thing that Hou Zan knew in his heart that Zhang Qingyun was about to be promoted again. This alone has already hit the young talents, including his brother. Deputy Ministerial-level officials in the vice-provincial provinces were truly a doctor in ancient times. Zhang Qingyun arrived at this position at a young age. How could he not discourage his peers? Besides, Hou Guanjun has other reasons?
Chapter completed!