Rebirth as an official

"Hey~ I want to take the responsibility this time, but Secretary Chen doesn't agree. If it weren't for having no other choice, I wouldn't be so shameless as to beg you. I'm just asking about this, and I can understand if you don't want to. .”

Peng Zheng blushed a little after what Li An said, and felt that this matter was too difficult. Even if he was taking the overall situation into consideration, the sacrifice was a bit too big.

"Li An, please rest, I'll think of a solution for this matter. No, I'll talk to Secretary Chen again, or let me do it."

Peng Zheng stood up slowly and prepared to leave the office.

"Brother, take your things with you." Li An put the specialties given to Peng Zheng on the coffee table into Peng Zheng's arms.

When Li An saw Peng Zheng in such trouble, he couldn't bear it. If it was a notice of criticism, he would just take it casually, but the warning within the party had a great impact on him.

After Peng Zheng left, Li An sat back in his previous position. The cup of green tea he had made in the morning had already cooled down.

Li An picked up the glass and drank most of it. His mouth was filled with a bitter taste. After a while, he felt a trace of sweetness in his mouth. This is the so-called sweetness.

Li An looked at the green patches in the teacup and couldn't help but think of why Chinese people like green tea.

Maybe this is just like life, eighty or ninety percent of it is suffering. After tasting most of the suffering, you get a moment of happiness.

The hands of the wall clock on the wall of the office were spinning in circles as always. Li An sat quietly on the sofa, closed his eyes, and rubbed each other with his right thumb and index finger habitually.

The minute hand of the wall clock rotated around and around. When the hour hand and the minute coincided, Li An's rubbing fingers suddenly stopped and his eyes slowly opened.

Li An left the office and went to the sixth floor. When he walked into Peng Zheng's office, he saw that the ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts. Peng Zheng was just leaning on the sofa, looking very decadent.

Li An could understand the problem that Chen Xingsheng had posed for him. As a secretary, he had to find a way to solve it, but his eldest brother didn't want to embarrass himself, so he was now in a dilemma.

"Brother, I have decided..." Li An started.

After leaving Peng Zheng's office, Li An felt relieved. He had already made everything clear to Peng Zheng, and he didn't want to worry about the rest.

Li An decided to take a vacation for himself, returned to the office, packed up the specialties his mother had brought for him in the taxi, and prepared to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

As soon as I reached the second floor, I saw a group of people gathered around the door of the Organization Department office. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be cadres from the county government office.

Li An hurried over and heard bursts of scolding and crying.

"Chief Wang, why did you demote me to the grassroots level? What mistake did I make?" a man roared.

"Wang Jiabin, I have been in the agency for more than [-] years and I am about to retire. You leaders can't be so heartless." At this time, a female comrade began to cry.

"Wang Jiabin, do you want to send us to the hospital to feel comfortable?" This voice is a bit old, and the person who speaks lively must be older.

Li An saw Ma Xiaoyue standing outside the crowd, listening with her ears open, so he pulled her aside to ask about the situation.

"Sister Ma, what's going on?"

"Director, the fact that Wu Lianyong suffered a cerebral hemorrhage because of Wang Jiabin's anger has spread throughout the county government. These people have come to Wang Jiabin to ask for an explanation."

Li An counted more than [-] people gathered around him, but something was wrong. Wang Jiabin only interviewed a dozen people in total, and the number of people here was obviously higher.

"Why are there so many people? I remember Wang Jiabin didn't interview so many people." Li An asked curiously.

"Director, someone got the list of everyone who was transferred this morning. I don't know who started it. Now all the cadres on the transfer list have come over." Ma Xiaoyue said.

Li An's heart sank when he heard this. Apart from the three people evaluated at the time, the only ones on the transfer list were Peng Zheng, Cui Huajin and Chen Xingsheng.

You don't need to think about it to know who is behind this. They are trying to make things bigger.

Li An pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. He saw several older comrades surrounding Wang Jiabin and constantly scolding him. Their fingers almost poked his face.

Wang Jiabin argued with a few people at the beginning, but his eloquence was average, and when Wu Lianyong was involved, he was a little unreasonable. After a while, he was left tongue-tied and his face flushed.

Li An watched this scene with his hands folded. He didn't want to stop it at this time. He wanted to watch Wang Jiabin in embarrassment for a while longer.

Li An thought to himself: "These comrades are all going to be transferred away. What does it matter if I yell at him Wang Jiabin twice? It's just a way to vent his dissatisfaction."

However, as time went by, more and more people criticized Wang Jiabin verbally and writtenly. You must know that emotions can affect each other. With more curses, some people began to push Wang Jiabin from behind, which almost caused him to lose his temper. He fell like a dog and ate shit.

At this time, Li An had to stop it. He was worried that trouble would occur.

"Stop it all!" Li An shouted to silence the entire audience.

Li An walked to Wang Jiabin with a gloomy face, looked around, looked at everyone present, and said in a deep voice.

"One by one, do you still look like party members and cadres? What do you want to do standing here now? Are you ready to fight like the gangsters on the street?"

"We can't be blamed for this. In order to express himself in front of the leadership, Wang Jiabin deliberately expanded the scope of cadres to be transferred. We are all victims." A middle-aged woman with a long face spoke. Judging from her trouble-seeking expression, and The way she spoke sounded a bit like a shrew.

Li An knew this woman. Her name was Zhou Zhaodi. She was an officer in the Seventh Section. She often did not abide by work disciplines, was either late or left early, and basically did not work much.

Li An stared at Zhou Zhaodi and said, "Zhou Zhaodi, how do you know that Section Chief Wang deliberately expanded the scope of cadre transfers? Have you seen the transfer list?"

"That's for sure, otherwise why would I say that." Zhou Zhaodi said with an unconvinced look.

Li An's face darkened and he said coldly: "This transfer list is confidential. Who did you see it from?"

"This...this..." Zhou Zhaodi was speechless for a moment.

"Who told you the news? Tell me." Li An asked again.

"I heard this from someone else." Zhou Zhaodi obviously didn't want to say who told her.

"Hmph, you came here to question Section Chief Wang without confirming the authenticity of the news. Are the work disciplines just for show? I wonder if you really want to be sent down to the grassroots level." Li An's threat made everyone uncomfortable. He dared to speak, but he couldn't help but lower his head.

"Director, we have seniors and subordinates. If we are really sent to the countryside, what will happen to our children and wives? I hope the director can understand us." A tall, thin man in his 30s wearing glasses said with a pleading expression. said in a tone of voice.

Li An also recognized the speaker. He was a cadre from the Information Department. He worked diligently on weekdays, but his ability was indeed insufficient and he had made many mistakes. During the initial evaluation, Li An thought he could stay, but Wang Jiabin was Firmly opposed.