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Chapter 167: The Birth of a Powerful Ally

Section Chief Hu thought for a moment and said, "Director Zhao has seen the blackboards you drew, your paintings, your writing style, and heard you and Yu Haitang talk about the literary evening. He thinks that everything you say can be regarded as a classic..."

It turned out that Director Zhao heard the news from Yu Haitang and from their daily jokes.

It is no wonder that Director Zhao is reluctant to let go of the Art and Literature Propaganda Department. Section Chief Hu and Deputy Director Li's people are all competing for it, as there are indeed many benefits involved.

First of all, there are so many beauties in the art performances, all kinds of them, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first, and then secretly makes unspoken rules or something? With the look of Deputy Director Li, he must have been coveting this position for a long time, right?

Secondly, there is plenty of money to be made in this art performance, whether it is purchasing props, venue decoration, worker subsidies, travel expenses, etc. There are many places and reasons to make money.

Third, with these, you will have more opportunities to come into contact with major leaders in the future. You never know when you may be able to show up in front of a major leader, making it easier to climb up.

The fourth point is also important, that is, this department has no fixed number limit, and one can abuse power for personal gain, stuff people in, and establish a wider network of relationships.

Deputy Director Li has already taken control of the logistics side. If he takes another big bite out of this piece of cake, he will soon pose a threat to Director Yang's position.

In the original TV plot, after years of planning, Deputy Director Li took advantage of a strong wind and surpassed Director Yang in one fell swoop, becoming the unrivaled director of the Revolutionary Committee.

Even when the steel mill selected its director, they mainly followed his opinion and chose Xu Damao who had pledged allegiance to him. Later, he was the one who took Xu Damao down.

Wang Gensheng really lived up to Section Chief Hu's trust and did not tarnish Director Zhao's reputation as a mentor. After a conversation, Section Chief Hu exclaimed that listening to a word from him was worth ten years of study.

Having achieved my goal, I jumped up with joy, only to realize that it was past dinner time and felt very embarrassed.

He raised his hand, took off the watch on his wrist, and stuffed it into Wang Gensheng's hand without saying a word.

"Brother, look at you, you don't even have a watch. You've already missed dinner time. Take a watch so you can check the time later."

"Brother, that's really not necessary. You're so polite that I feel embarrassed."

"Don't be embarrassed. With what you taught me, I'm qualified to be the deputy director of the Propaganda Department. I can't thank you enough."

Chief Hu sometimes sighed in his heart: This world is so unfair. Some people can’t even reach Rome after working hard all their lives, while others are born in Rome.

With Wang Gensheng's experience and suggestions in literature and art, he is a perfect candidate for deputy director of general affairs of the Propaganda Department. With some additional background, he may even be able to take the position of Director Zhao.

Look at Wang Gensheng again, he is a young man under 20 years old.

"It seems that you are determined to get this position, brother? Think about it carefully. If you are undecided, you can call me again and we can study together."

Brother Hu was very considerate. As it was past dinner time for the two of them, he specially asked someone to buy some more food and had the canteen cook four more dishes for them.

Comrade He Yuzhu was not happy with such a request. When he heard Ma Hua say that the person who had not eaten was his uncle Wang Gensheng, He Yuzhu complained and prepared four dishes and a soup for the two of them.

"Mr. Hu, no, Deputy Director Hu, I'd like to offer you soup instead of wine here to congratulate you in advance."

"You're welcome, bro. If it weren't for your help..."

"No, brother, I'm just here to study. I still have to thank you for giving me this opportunity to study."

"Haha, easy to say, easy to say."

After finishing his meal, Section Chief Hu did not even take a break at noon. He took advantage of Wang Gensheng’s enthusiastic lecture to rush out a plan for the cultural and artistic publicity for the sports meeting.

Just after the afternoon rush hour, I hurried into Director Zhao's office in the office building.

"Director Zhao, Wang Gensheng really didn't disappoint you! This is the draft of the literary and artistic propaganda that we just finished at noon. Please give me your comments."

"Old Hu, don't be anxious. Sit down and talk slowly. As long as we find the right direction, it will be a piece of cake to get started."

After comforting Section Chief Hu, Director Zhao picked up the draft plan he had submitted and looked over it carefully. Although the content looked a bit messy, it was not difficult to see that the content was still remarkable.

After reading it again, Director Zhao smiled. He didn't say anything, but he thought in his heart that the candidate for the deputy director must be Section Chief Hu.

Judging from this plan, the only one who can compete with him for this position is Wang Gensheng. Will Wang Gensheng come to compete with him? Is there a chance for him to compete with him?

No, otherwise, would Wang Gensheng have nothing better to do than to teach his opponent to compete with him? He was just creating a powerful ally for himself, which would provide him with more convenient conditions at work in the future.

"I've looked at it. There are two places that need to be slightly modified. It's not a big problem. Have you thanked Comrade Xiao Wang?"

Director Zhao said this with a smile, and Section Chief Hu was shaking with excitement and nodded vigorously.

"Thank you!"

"I don't think it's enough. Okay, you can put your mind at ease. Go back and have a rest. I'll revise the manuscript for you this afternoon. Just come and get it before you get off work."

Old Hu was so excited that he finished the manuscript at noon that his eyes turned red and he was more excited than if he had been injected with chicken blood. Section Chief Zhao asked him to go back and have a rest.

There's no way he could lie down.

With a wide smile on his face, he excitedly said to the secretary: "Dongzi, you have been with me for several years, right?"

"Yes, Chief Hu, it's been almost five years."

"It's been five years. When you graduated from college and came to intern here, you were a level five clerk, earning a level 23 salary."

"Yes, my boss made me a regular employee two years ago. I'm now a Level 22 clerk, earning a Level 56 salary of yuan per month."

"Hey, don't blame Brother Hu for being rough and crude. He's not that thoughtful and only noticed your silent efforts now."

When Dongzi heard this, tears welled up in his eyes. His efforts were finally noticed by his leader, so it was not in vain.

"I'm going to tell you something, don't tell anyone."

"Don't worry, boss. I'm very tight-lipped."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will be able to move up one step next month."

As he spoke, Lao Hu also leaned back on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling.

"Congratulations on becoming the leader!" Dongzi also smiled, which also indicated that he also had the opportunity to move up to the next level.

"I've worked hard all my life, so I should stop here. At most, I can get a half-grade promotion when I retire, and get a department-level salary. But you're different. You're still young, not even thirty."