Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Feng Sizhe had just sent Feng Xijun away when he called Secretary-General He Wenbao for a talk. He wanted to tell He Wenbao his ideas and let him implement his decision. But before the two of them could say a few words, the phone on the desk rang. He saw that the caller was from the office of the provincial party secretary. Feng Sizhe picked up the phone respectfully, "Hello, Secretary Guan, I am Feng Sizhe."

"Come to my office right away. Remember, right away." After saying that, Guan Changxiao hung up the phone.

Feng Sizhe smiled and shook his head. It seemed that Feng Xijun had reported to the higher-ups, but he did not hate him, because Feng Xijun was also doing this for his own good. He immediately turned to He Wenbao and said, "Wenbao, pass on what you said immediately. I'm going to the provincial party committee now, and I'll talk to you about the details when I come back."

In the office of the provincial party secretary, Feng Sizhe was sitting opposite Guan Changxiao with a smile on his face. On the contrary, Guan Changxiao lost his usual smile and became very serious.

"What are you laughing at? Do you know how wrong the decision you made was and how big a risk it is? What if something really goes wrong? If your superiors are unhappy, then all the work we have done during this period of time will be in vain, do you understand that?" Guan Changxiao stared at Feng Sizhe and said harshly.

Guan Changxiao really couldn't figure it out. What on earth was Feng Sizhe trying to do? Didn't he know? Exposing the most ordinary side to the central leaders, once they found out about the problem, it would be a huge event. Other places were trying to cover up their mistakes, but Zhongzhou Province had its doors wide open. Did the door squeeze their brains?

Feng Sizhe could understand Guan Changxiao being angry. After all, he was the secretary of a province, and the honor and disgrace of the province could be reflected on him. It was normal for him to be nervous. But once Feng Sizhe made a decision, he would not change it just because of his superiors' dissatisfaction. He was a person who insisted on the truth.

"Secretary Guan, please don't be angry. I can understand your feelings. It is because the brother provinces all welcomed the leadership inspection in this way that I thought of setting a different standard. Think about it. The central leaders always see the best side when they come to inspect the work. It is conceivable that they will only understand less and less about people's livelihood and sentiment. As the leaders of the party who formulate national policies, if they themselves do not understand the situation, then will the policies and lines they make be reasonable? So although there are certain risks in doing this, it is indeed beneficial to the country and the people."

"Okay, stop flattering yourself. I just want to ask you one thing. Show your usual work performance to the leader. Can you guarantee that there won't be any problems?" Guan Changxiao didn't want to hear Feng Sizhe's explanation now. He just wanted to know how confident Feng Sizhe was.

"No." Feng Sizhe answered very straightforwardly. Since it was the normal side, there must be a problem, because problems can happen from time to time.

"You..." Hearing Feng Sizhe's straightforward answer, Guan Changxiao was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Since you know there is a problem, you still want to do this. What are you thinking? Do you not want to be the secretary anymore?"

"Of course not. It's because I want to be a good secretary that I want to show my most ordinary side to the leader. If we hide the bad and show the good, this can indeed cope with the leader's inspection. But is there any difference between this and fraud?" Feng Sizhe insisted on his own reasoning.

"What do you mean by fraud? This is for a better job. It's just a working method. Do you understand? Okay, you don't have to say more. In short, this matter has been settled. What you said won't work." Guan Changxiao waved his hand and showed the authority of the provincial party secretary. He just couldn't bear to see Feng Sizhe do such a thing.

Feng Sizhe also knew that it would be difficult to convince Guan Changxiao at this moment, so he simply kept silent and sat there with his head down, which made Guan Changxiao a little puzzled. "Okay, we have discussed the issue, you can go back now, why are you still staying here with me?"

"Nothing, I'll leave soon." Feng Sizhe looked up and smiled.

"Hmm?" Seeing that there seemed to be something wrong with Feng Sizhe's smile, Guan Changxiao became alert. But before he could take any measures, the red phone on the desk rang. Usually, this phone ringing means that the head of the central government is calling. Guan Changxiao immediately walked over and quickly answered the phone, "Hello, I'm Guan Changxiao."

"Xiao Guan, you are Miao Fengshan." An old man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ah? Hello, Mr. Miao." Upon hearing it was Mr. Miao's voice, Guan Changxiao immediately became respectful.

"Well, what are you doing? Are you scolding Sizhe? I tell you, his idea is very good, and I support it. Over the years, whenever the central leaders went down to inspect the work, they only saw the good side. This is not good. Is our country really that good? The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the government performs its duties conscientiously. I don't think it's entirely like that. Sizhe can treat this kind of thing from another perspective. This spirit is not easy to come by, so what we should do is affirm and support, not deny. Do you understand?" Old Miao's voice was like a stone, knocking on Guan Changxiao's heart again and again.

"Yes, Mr. Miao. But..." Guan Changxiao wanted to explain something.

"But what? It's settled. You guys can handle the specifics. Don't let me down." Mr. Miao said all this in an unquestionable voice. After that, he hung up the phone, leaving Guan Changxiao holding the microphone in a daze.

Feng Sizhe made this call before coming to the provincial party committee. He knew why Guan Changxiao wanted to see him, and he also knew that it would be difficult to convince the other party with his own ability, so he made a call to Mr. Miao. The content of the call was not complicated. He just said that he wanted the central leaders to see the real side of the situation.

As old cadres like Miao Lao, they did not follow the principle of seeking truth from facts at that time. Now they are naturally very happy to hear Feng Sizhe has this idea. To be honest, although Miao Lao has not been out of Beijing for many years, he does know some of the customs of the cadres below. Thinking that it is rare to have a cadre like Feng Sizhe who is willing to tell the truth, he will certainly encourage him. Of course, he also asked Feng Sizhe with some concern, that is, whether Zhuangcheng City can stand the test.

Feng Sizhe answered Elder Miao's question without hesitation, "Please rest assured, Grandpa. Even if there are some problems in Zhuangcheng City, we are not afraid of seeing them or investigating them. Besides, without this test, how can we know our own shortcomings? How can we correct them?"

Feng Sizhe's answer was in line with what Mr. Miao was thinking. A person is not afraid of making mistakes. The key is to know where his mistakes are and whether he can correct them. Mr. Miao immediately said that he would support him and said that he would call Guan Changxiao personally.

Now that Elder Miao called, even if Guan Changxiao was unhappy, he didn't dare to say anything else. His current situation was entirely the result of the Miao family's cultivation, and he was definitely not an ungrateful person. So when he hung up the phone and looked back at Feng Sizhe, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, since Elder Miao also means this, then do as you say, but remember to make the corresponding preparations. We still have to try not to make mistakes in our work, do you understand?"

Seeing that Guan Changxiao agreed, Feng Sizhe was naturally very happy. "Yes, Secretary Guan, please rest assured."

"Hey, Sizhe, if you encounter such things in the future, just tell me directly. We should not let Mr. Miao worry about the problems of our Zhongzhou Province. He is old and should have more rest. We'd better not disturb him." Guan Changxiao thought about it and felt that it was necessary to remind Feng Sizhe. Of course, no official would accept a report from a subordinate who went up the chain of command.

But no matter what, this time Guan Changxiao agreed with Feng Sizhe's approach. He immediately convened a meeting after returning to the Zhuangcheng Municipal Committee, called all the standing committee leaders of the Zhuangcheng Municipal Committee, and announced the results of his discussion with Secretary Guan.

This incident naturally caused a storm, and the cadres in Zhuangcheng were all very surprised. They knew that their secretary was bold, but they didn't expect him to be so bold that he dared to try new tricks when facing the inspection of the central leaders. Did he really not want to be an official anymore, or was he too confident in his work performance?

Because at the Standing Committee meeting Feng Sizhe announced that the first-level leaders of each unit must manage their own personnel well and do their own jobs well. If something goes wrong in any aspect, they will hold the leader of that aspect to account. This sentence touched the hearts of all cadres. Even for their own future, everyone had to make preparations for the reception this time. To this end, each unit quickly checked the work situation within its jurisdiction, striving to do every job and every little thing well.

Time passed day by day, and the National Day came. In a blink of an eye, there were only two days left before the Central People's Congress members and Comrade Yu Hengfu arrived in Zhuangcheng. At this time, the atmosphere in the officialdom of the entire Zhongzhou Province was extremely tense.

In the governor's office, Tang Chengwei had just talked to someone and gave instructions on the welcoming work on the provincial government's side. Just as he had finished all this, the red office phone on the table rang.

"Hello, this is Tang Chengwei." When the red phone rang, no provincial leader dared to put on airs.

"Xiao Tang, this is Wen Guoyue." An old man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

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