An Zhe smiled slightly: "You will understand when you arrive at my position."

Qiao Liang scratched his head, and was confused for a moment.

"Can't figure it out?" An Zhe said.

Qiao Liang nodded.

"Then don't think about it for the time being, you will understand it later." An Zhe said.

Qiao Liang nodded again.

Then An Zhe leaned into the back of the chair, sucked two cigarettes, and said slowly: "This time you were promoted to deputy director of the office. This is an important step in your official journey. It is of profound significance, but at the same time, it is only a small step. You can be proud, but not proud. Moreover, there is really nothing to be proud of for a deputy position."

Qiao Liang nodded: "Then can I be proud of being a full-time job and becoming the top leader?"

An Zhe snorted and laughed: "You probably won't have time to be proud at that time."

"Why?" Qiao Liang said.

"Because the responsibilities and pressures that the top leader has to bear, you have no time to be proud, of course, except for the gangster who has no faith." An Zhe said.

Qiao Liang nodded again, thought for a while and said, "Shu An., you said, as the top leader, under great responsibilities and pressure, and in the complex contradictions and struggles, what are the most basic things to consider in daily life?"

An Zhe thought about it: "Whether it is a unit or a region, as the top leader, if you want to stabilize your position, control the situation, and be invincible, then you must do three things well in daily life."

"What three things?" Qiao Liang became interested.

An Zhe said in an orderly manner: "First, crisis judgment. As a top leader, you must learn to defend against dangers and crises, and ensure that you can eliminate all the dangers of crisis in the bud or firmly control them. In this way, you are safe. Therefore, the main job of many top leaders every day is to judge where their opponents are and where the organization's risks lie.

Second, control contradictions. Any organization has contradictions. We should not try to eliminate contradictions or turn a blind eye to them. Instead, we should discover contradictions, use contradictions, control contradictions, and strive to achieve balance. The so-called balance is the coordination of contradictions.

Third, allocate resources. How to allocate resources in an organization is both technology and art. If you cannot allocate resources, you will sit at the crater. Just look at Xiang Yu and you will know that after becoming a king, you will start to divide the brigade. This is the high point of his life and the starting point of failure. The high point of his life is to master the right to distribute the distribution, and the starting point of failure is because there is no good division, which leads to the next civil strife..."

Listening to An Zhe's words, Qiao Liang secretly admired him. His thinking was so clear and his thoughts were so profound. This height and depth were not something he could achieve in a day.

At the same time, thinking about the result of this personnel adjustment, it seems that An Zhe is practicing these three points. While defending against crises at all times, he strives to control the subtle contradictions between senior management and allocate resources reasonably. He must adhere to principles and morality, unite the majority, and try his best to balance.

It is really not easy to do these three things well, it is really tiring and tired.

The next day, Qiao Liang officially took office as deputy director of the office. The head of the Secretary Section 1 took the initiative to come over to meet him, congratulating Qiao Liang on his success and welcome Qiao Liang to take charge of the Secretary Section 1.

Qiao Liang expressed his gratitude and then held a meeting for all the staff of the Secretary's Section 1.

Qiao Liang's office was also changed and moved to a single room next to Anzhe's office.

This was specially arranged by Zhang Haitao, of course, to make it easier for Qiao Liang's work.

Although he was promoted and his office became a single room, Qiao Liang felt that his work content seemed to have little change except for the secretary's department.

This made Qiao Liang feel at the same time as he was relieved.

Although Qiao Liang still regarded himself as An Zhe's secretary from the bottom of his heart and felt that there was no substantial change in his work content, there were still changes. According to Zhang Haitao's arrangement, Qiao Liang used to do some daily affairs and miscellaneous work in An Zhe's office, which was previously done by Qiao Liang, was taken over by the office's internal staff. Of course, important documents and archives were still managed by Qiao Liang.

And An Zhe told Qiao Liang that he would go out with him in the future and arrange food, accommodation, luggage and other things to do.

This made Qiao Liang feel that An Zhe and Zhang Haitao agreed from the heart that they were An Zhe's secretary, but in a certain way, they treated themselves as the deputy director of the office.

In this way, I have indeed been promoted, and it is indeed different from before.

Qiao Liang thought about his career in the middle school, the career he fought for, the bumpy experience from the middle school to the deputy, and the thought that he finally stepped up this hurdle, and his heart was filled with emotion.

Two days later, on the Mid-Autumn Festival and holidays, An Zhe went to Huangyuan and Qiao Liang went home to celebrate the festival with his parents.

Before returning home, Qiao Liang took Mooncakes to the mental hospital to see Zhang Mei.

Sitting in Zhang Mei's ward, looking at Zhang Mei sitting by the bed and staring at the window, Qiao Liang sighed slightly, took out the mooncakes for Zhang Mei to eat, and said, "Zhang Mei, today is Mid-Autumn Festival. Your parents are in the far south. You can't celebrate the festival with you. I'll accompany you, but I can only accompany you for a while, because I have to go home to accompany my parents in the afternoon..."

Zhang Mei looked at Qiao Liang while eating mooncakes, and seemed to not understand what Qiao Liang said.

"Is the mooncake delicious?" Qiao Liang asked.

Zhang Mei nodded.

"Do you miss your relatives?" Qiao Liang asked again.

Zhang Mei murmured with confusion in her eyes: "My relatives...who are they?"

Qiao Liang felt a dull pain in his heart: "Your relatives have your father and mother, and...and me..."

Zhang Mei frowned slightly and looked at Qiao Liang in a flash: "Are you my relative? Who are you?"

Qiao Liang nodded: "Yes, I am your relative, my name is Qiao Liang."

"Why are you my relative?" Zhang Mei continued to frown.

Qiao Liang let out a light sigh: "Because we were together, because we were lovers..."

"Love? What is love?" Zhang Mei's brows frowned even more.

Qiao Liang thought about it: "Love is someone who loves and is willing to help you."

When he said this, Qiao Liang's heart was trembling. He remembered the time he spent with Zhang Mei, the emotions he devoted to this short marriage and the price he paid. He couldn't help but feel a little sadness and unspeakable sorrow.

I sat with Zhang Mei until noon, and Qiao Liang returned to his hometown in the afternoon.

After arriving home, Qiao Liang saw a pile of gifts in the main hall, so he asked his mother who gave it to him. His mother told Qiao Liang that Liu Yiping had come to see them and had just left.

When Qiao Liang heard that Liu Yiping had come, he couldn't help but feel ups and downs. Since she met Liu Yiping with Li Youwei, since she was in the township, she has been visiting her parents at home every Mid-Autumn Festival. When she was busy with work, she would arrange people to come.

I didn’t expect that when my relationship with her gradually became distant, I didn’t expect that when she was in a downturn, I still remember to come to my house to check it out.

Thinking of the past from the time when he and Liu Yiping met to the intimate past, Qiao Liang was moved and felt an indescribable feeling.

Qiao Liang knew that after Liu Yiping was transferred to Jiangzhou, her home was still in Sanjiang. After seeing her parents, she should have returned to her home in Sanjiang County to celebrate the festival.

This time, the middle-level personnel adjustment in the city, although Wen Yuan left the Cultural Bureau, Liu Yiping did not properly uphold her as she wished and remained on the spot. I wonder what she would feel when she celebrated this festival at home.

Qiao Liang pondered for a moment and decided to go to the city to see Liu Yiping tomorrow. He came to thank him, and he also wanted to talk to her. The two of them had not met and talked to each other for some time.

During the three-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Liu Yiping should be in Sanjiang.

In the evening, Qiao Liang and his parents finished drinking and eating mooncakes, walked out of the house alone, and walked casually along the stream at the entrance of the village.

The night in the mountain village is quiet, and unknown insects are chirping in the grass by the stream, and a few dog barkings are heard from a distance.

A cool night wind blew, and Qiao Liang shivered slightly.

Qiao Liang looked at the deep night sky in the mid-autumn season, with a bright moon hanging in the night sky, and the bright moonlight shining on the earth, with a little gentleness and a little desertedness.

The moon is bright in my hometown, and people are relatives in my hometown.

At this moment, Qiao Liang couldn't help but think of Zhang Lin in the Kingdom of Heaven, Fang Xiaoya, who was suffering from a serious illness in a foreign land, who were reunited with at this time, whether they were eating moon cakes, and whether they were thinking about themselves...

Thinking of this, Qiao Liang's eyes couldn't help but wet.

In the night of this quiet mountain village, under the moonlight on this mid-autumn night, by the stream where he gave birth to him and raised him, Qiao Liang stood for a long time...
Chapter completed!