Excellent little farmer

As the top leader of the government, Xu Youbing naturally would not allow this situation to occur. After the initial low-key and retreat, he began to take action. According to the different situations of several deputy mayors, he dealt with them differently, including fighting and pulling. After the division and collapse, it took less than three months to reverse the situation and strengthen government control.

In this process, Shang Tingsong did play an important role. However, everything was done in secret and was not made public. This is the biggest characteristic of Shang Tingsong. He did not choose sides, but he was always working closely with the secretary and the other party. They both left a good impression on the mayor and were accepted by both of them, which is difficult for ordinary officials to achieve.

Of course, this kind of opportunistic behavior is only suitable when the conflict does not intensify. If it comes to a point where differences must be resolved through a power struggle, no matter how cautious he is, he must choose a camp and stand clearly on one side. Otherwise, no matter where he wins, he will be marginalized and face the risk of settling scores later.

In the officialdom, if you reach a certain level, whether you can get promoted depends not only on your political performance, but also on whether you are on the right team. If you make the wrong choice, you will pay a heavy price, which can last for more than ten years. After more than 20 years of being on the bench, with no hope of promotion, or worse, going bankrupt or going to jail, this is an important multiple-choice question before every official, and almost no one can avoid it.

Fortunately, however, due to his acquaintance with Zhou Mingfeng, deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, Shang Tingsong was able to avoid many conflicts in Qingyang's officialdom and was successfully promoted. However, even so, Li Weiguo, secretary of the municipal party committee, was still absent from tonight's farewell dinner. This shows that Li Weiguo actually has some opinions about him, but he has not shown it before. In terms of the depth of the city and the toughness of his tactics, no one in Qingyang can compare with Li Weiguo.

"What should we do next?" Xu Youbing dusted off his cigarette ashes and asked vaguely.

Shang Tingsong understood what he meant. He picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, pondered for a long time, and then said softly: "Procrastinate, trade time for space."

Although he said this, in fact, he was not very optimistic about Xu Youbing. Municipal Party Committee Secretary Li Weiguo's control over Qingyang's officialdom was airtight. Even if Mayor Xu had the ability, it would be difficult to use it at present. He could only wait until two years. Only after Li Weiguo retreated could he find an opportunity to completely reverse the situation.

Of course, there are great variables in that case. Maybe Mayor Xu will be transferred before the change of office. Things in the officialdom are always unpredictable, and no one can predict the changes in the future.

"Yeah, it's a good idea to exchange time for space." Xu Youbing was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it. He just frowned and took a few puffs of cigarette, put out half of the cigarette, threw it into the ashtray, and chatted with Shang Tingsong for a few more times. Then I yawned.

"Mayor Youbing, please rest first." Shang Tingsong smiled slightly, put down the tea cup, picked up the briefcase next to him, and stood up to leave.

"Okay, then I won't see you off tomorrow morning." Xu Youbing smiled, got up and walked him to the door. Monk Shang Tingsong shook hands warmly, watched him go downstairs, and then gently closed the door, with a look on his face. Showing dignity.

At the Standing Committee meeting a few days ago, when discussing Shang Tingsong's successor, he suffered a major setback. Li Weiguo, secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, stuffed a chess piece in his mountain, which made him feel extremely sad, but at the same time completely indifferent. After all, he had too few political allies in Qingyang. Shang Tingsong's departure was actually an invisible loss to him.

Shang Tingsong went downstairs and came to the foyer on the first floor of the guest house. When he saw me sitting alone on the sofa beside the wall smoking, he walked over and said with a smile: "Xiaoquan, let's go! Find a place and let's sit together. There are still some things to discuss.”

"Okay, Mayor Shang." I smiled slightly, followed Shang Tingsong and walked out quickly, got into the Range Rover, and led the way from the front.

I found a teahouse nearby and stopped, accompanied Shang Tingsong to the second floor, sat by the window, and ordered a pot of Biluochun. After the waiter left, he took out a beautifully shaped gift box from his bag and gave it to her. , smiled and said: "Mayor Shang, this is a little bit of my thoughts."

"Oh?"

Shang Tingsong took the gift box and opened it. He saw that it was a piece of emerald green jade jewelry. He couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Yes, the gift is very beautiful. By coincidence, I also have something to give you."

After saying that, he put the jade jewelry back into the gift box, opened his briefcase, took out two thick brown notebooks, handed them to me, and said with a smile: "These are work notes, there is no point in keeping them." , take it and have a look, maybe it can be helpful to you."

"Thank you, this is the best gift!"

I collected the notebook and put it solemnly into my leather bag. I took the teapot from the waiter, made two cups of tea, and asked tentatively: "Mayor Shang, over there in the provincial capital, um! ... There is no problem anymore. Alright?"

Shang Tingsong frowned slightly, played with the cup, and said softly: "Well, there's nothing wrong for now!"

I smiled and said in a low voice: "When will you leave tomorrow? I'll give you a ride!"

"No need, get up early and leave so as not to disturb the people here!"

Shang Tingsong picked up the cup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "The municipal party committee office is not as comfortable as in the development zone. There are many rules. You have to be more cautious there, and if possible, don't get involved in right and wrong too early. , you should watch more, learn more, think more, talk less, hide your strength and bide your time, practice for two years, and then go to Lin'an to help me."

"Ok."

I smiled and nodded, already knowing in my heart that Shang Tingsong still wanted to take me with him. No matter from any aspect, this is a happy thing. Of course, I can't bear to leave Qingyang for the time being. This is one question.

Shang Tingsong drank tea, introduced me to some official experience, and also gave me some suggestions for my future work direction. Finally, when he stood up with his bag, he did not forget to remind me: "Xiao Quan, and Secretary Jin You should be careful when getting along, Wan Zhengyou is very close to him."

My heart skipped a beat, and a complicated expression appeared on my face. After a while, I nodded and said softly: "I understand, Mayor Shang."

When I got home, it was already half past ten in the evening. Xiaohui and Tongtong had already rested. I took a shower, wrapped myself in a bath towel and went to the study, opened a black leather book, and started flipping through it.

There are some political notes in it. If you study carefully, it is not difficult to learn something. However, what I think about most at this time is the reminder Shang Tingsong said when he left, that Wan Zhengyou and Secretary Jin are very close!

That sentence was like a thorn, making me always feel a little uncomfortable and a sense of crisis in my subconscious. Twenty minutes after reading it, I lit a cigarette, walked to the window, and started smoking silently. .

Obviously, Shang Tingsong also has some worries, otherwise, he would never remind himself for no reason. Although he and Wan Zhengyou have reached a compromise through transactions and maintained a certain tacit understanding, it is difficult to trust each other. Everyone will be on guard. Even if a conflict suddenly breaks out without warning at a certain point in time, it is very likely.

Just as I was lost in thought, there was a crisp knock on the door. I turned around and said softly: "Please come in!"

The door opened and Fang Yunxi walked in from the outside. She was wearing a white suspender skirt with an extremely narrow hem. It covered her plump buttocks and outlined a sinful waist curve. Her pair of well-proportioned and slender legs, Half of it is exposed, white and pink, extremely hot.

Fang Yunxi put a cup of tea on the desk, glanced at the black book on the desk, pursed her lips, smiled, and said softly: "Mr. Ye, it's already very late, so you should go to bed early."

"It's okay. I drank some wine and felt a little energetic. I don't want to sleep yet."

I smiled, turned around, walked to the desk, and said softly: "Aunt Fang, please just call me Xiaoquan from now on. It will appear more cordial. What's more, I'm not a deputy general manager. That's what they were joking about."

Fang Yunxi covered her lips with her hands, smiled sweetly, leaned on the edge of the desk, and said softly: "Xiaoquan, Master Song and his wife came over in the evening. They sat there for more than an hour before leaving. Speaking of which, I haven't seen them both for a long time. Nothing has changed.”

I nodded with a smile, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and asked with concern: "Aunt Fang, how are you feeling lately?"

Fang Yunxi pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "It's pretty good. I'm recovering quickly. I'm going to do some hygiene today and I feel much more relaxed. I should be able to go to work normally after the new year."

I waved my hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the garment factory won't start work until about June or July. During this time, you can rest at home and do some housework. Your salary will be paid monthly."

Fang Yunxi blushed a little, shook her head and said, "That's not possible. I'm still thinking about working early and paying the rent. How can I get more money from you."

I smiled, took out the money clip, took out the money, handed it over, and said with a smile: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, let's buy some New Year's goods, and buy some new clothes for the two little guys."

"No, there's really no need!"

Fang Yunxi looked a little nervous, pushed a few times, turned around and walked to the door, and said nervously: "Xiaoquan, I'll go back first. You can tell me in advance what delicious food you want to eat every day."

"Ok."

I smiled, watched her leave, read the notes for a while, then went back to the bedroom and lay down. As usual, I picked up the phone, dialed the number, and called Song Jiaqi. The two of them talked on the phone softly. Here comes the porridge.

Unconsciously, we chatted until early in the morning. After hanging up the phone, I pulled up the quilt and was about to fall asleep when I heard something moving in the living room.

I listened for a few minutes, then quietly got off the floor, opened the door, and looked out. In the darkness, I saw a figure shaking slightly next to the sofa...