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Section 117 Curve (1)

After saying this, some words can only be said to a certain extent. Zhao Guodong also knew that in fact he had already passed the words today, but fortunately, Han Dong is here, so it is not too rude. Many things are mixed with some family affection, which makes it seem natural.

When the three of them finished their meals and packed up, Zhao Guodong also felt that Han Du was feeling very comfortable today. There were indeed not many such opportunities for him. Three people, one was a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, the Minister of Organization, and the other was a prefecture-level city’s Piaotianwenwen Station on the headlines.

"Guodong, if you have such an opportunity, you will have to call me up in the future. It has been a long time since I have been so happy. I usually go anywhere I go, and I have to be gentle and gentle when I eat. Just like the ancient women, I have to smile without showing my teeth and pay attention to style. I am as casual and casual as today, and no one knows you. How great it is."

After a few bottles of beer, Han Du, who had not had a good alcohol tolerance, seemed to enjoy it very much. He usually didn't drink at dinner parties. Even if he was forced to do so, he just raised his glass to touch his lips. Everyone knows that he doesn't drink, and no one can persuade him at this position, so today I haven't experienced this feeling for many years. In a word, it's very comfortable and enjoyable.

"Hehe, as long as you Minister Han likes it, I will be there anytime. Otherwise, one day you come to our Ningling, I will take you to Xijiang Snack Street to try the dishes of the Miao, Dong and Tujia ethnic minorities. You will be even more happy to keep it." Zhao Guodong said carelessly.

"That's a matter of a word. I'll come alone one day. We'll just go and have fun. I'll have a delicious mouth, but my skills are limited, so I don't have many opportunities to try those unique snacks. The dinners in hotels are the same, and I lose my appetite when I see them." Han Du rarely speaks so easily in front of his subordinates. Sitting in Han Dong's Fukang car, looking at the slowly retreating street scene, he said with regret: "Sometimes, when you walk to a certain position, you will lose a lot of happiness that should belong to you."

Han Dong seemed to understand his second uncle's feelings very well. Sometimes his second uncle was also very lonely. After graduating from Shijiazhuang Army Academy, he was assigned to the Shenyang Military Region. He had little time to come back. In addition, the boy was rough and thought he was a man. He didn't want to rely on his home. He had very little time to call home. He didn't like to socialize outside, so the family was inevitably a little lonely. Therefore, the second uncle and second aunt especially liked to go back by themselves, just like having an extra daughter, who could talk, chat, and talk about current affairs, which was also a kind of comfort.

"Minister Han, I think that when you go to a certain position, you must be able to endure loneliness, but you should also adjust your mind well, find some suitable hobbies, and make some real friends, so that you will not become lonely and your life will not be too dull." Zhao Guodong said with some insight.

Han Du nodded. Zhao Guodong was able to reach this point at this age, and he was still somewhat profound in any aspect. It was not just as simple as economic development, but also different from generalizations in cultivating cunning and thinking.

Han Dong's heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of happiness. This feeling was unique and complex, making her want to immerse herself in this pleasant pleasure.

Why don’t the happy and pleasant things belong to you? It’s really so difficult to have such a thing?

Thinking of this, Han Dong's mood became complicated again. Because it was short, he was happy?

When Han Du was sent home, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Han Dong, who was sitting in the car waiting to take Han Du home, was silently staring at the black-blank door.

It was such a bad fate that was endless and chaotic. Zhao Guodong could only use this phrase to describe it.

He could not ask Han Dong to change anything for him, nor could he ask Han Dong to do anything, because he did not have the qualifications. Just as Han Dong said himself, he could choose to refuse and give up, but he had no right to interfere in her feelings and likes and dislikes, nor had the right to point fingers at her choices.

Friendship lasts forever? Zhao Guodong didn't know what would happen between himself and Han Dong in the future. He had a bad premonition, or his intuition told him that no matter how this so-called "friendship" between the opposite sex would ferment and taste.

Han Dong returned to the car and reignited the fire, "Where do you live?"

"I'll go back to my mother's place, or I'll just throw me to the intersection in front and take a taxi back." Zhao Guodong's voice was quiet.

"Are you afraid that I will send you home and cause a misunderstanding?" Han Dong looked back and glared at Zhao Guodong.

"Do you think I mean that?" Zhao Guodong smiled helplessly, "Okay, I can't ask for it."

Cars flowed in the bustling river of Andu City. Both of them didn't speak for a while, as if they were experiencing this wonderful quiet space.

"Guodong, do you want your Ningling cadres to go out?"

"Well, of course I want to have a chance. A local cadre is also an affirmation of the development of a local area. I think Ningling deserves this honor." Zhao Guodong nodded, "This time the province may undergo major adjustments one after another. As the secretary of the Ningling Municipal Party Committee, of course, I have to strive for a development platform for some colleagues who are capable of taking higher positions. This is normal."

"I didn't say you were abnormal." Han Dong glanced at Zhao Guodong charmingly, "But I guess even if my second uncle is willing to help you, he alone may not be able to do it. As the head of the party and government in the local area, the organization minister and the secretary in charge can only have the right to recommend and suggest. If you don't have the right to decide, you should know."

After so many years of polishing in the Andu Municipal Committee, Han Dong is no longer the girl who just entered the agency and knew nothing. She has seen the ups and downs of the municipal party committee compound, and has also become an ordinary cadre to a deputy department-level cadre, and has some understanding of higher-level competition in the career path.

"I know, but the Organization Department is the first level and a crucial level. So I need to introduce the situation to your second uncle and let your second uncle have a basic understanding of the situation here. After all, your second uncle is facing fourteen cities and dozens of provincial government departments in the province. There are so many deputy department-level cadres. If there is no deeper impression, it will be difficult for him to make judgments and analysis."

Zhao Guodong shrugged, feeling helpless. This is the drawback of the personnel system. There are too many artificial factors, and ability performance is only one aspect, especially under the glory of the main leaders, it is even less likely to be discovered.

Han Dong nodded silently. In front of him, Zhao Guodong always seemed so frank and casual, which made her both happy and a little disappointed.

"Well, my second uncle probably has little problem here. The key is to be with the secretary, so you can operate it yourself." Han Dong sighed quietly.

Standing outside the community gate and watching Fukang car disappear outside the tree-lined avenue, Zhao Guodong sighed. It would be best to keep such a distance. Although it is not a long-term solution, it can only be like this at present.

Zhao Guodong waved his racquet vigorously, and the ball went straight to the bottom line. Ren Weifeng on the opposite side gently turned sideways, flexibly stepped half a sliver, observing the landing point of the ball, and returning the ball out of bounds. Ren Weifeng won the game, smiled and picked up the towel next to him, wiped the sweat stains on his body, and placed the racket aside.

"Guodong, your skills are very average. Apart from your good physical strength, I really don't feel that you have any talent in this regard." Ren Weifeng shook his head, took a big sip of Canglang essence spring water, his face was rosy, and he could not tell that he was already a person in his fifties.

"Hehe, Governor Weifeng, isn't it an advantage to have good physical strength? If any kind of exercise does not have enough physical strength to support it, it is a tree without roots. The concept of sports is to exercise. Which part of the body is exercised? Isn't it just to develop abundant physical fitness?" Zhao Guodong seemed much more peaceful than Ren Weifeng's panting. Ren Weifeng's skills are good, but his physical fitness is far inferior. If he plays a few more games, Zhao Guodong can drag him to death.

"Sit for a while, I can't compare to you young people. Their physical strength can't keep up. If you turn around for ten years, I can compete with you for a few more games. I was thinking about it back then, and I was also a healthy player." Ren Weifeng was a little reluctant to give up the feeling of winning with all his strength. He wanted to experience it, but he also knew that if he was fighting, he was afraid that his body would really not be able to support it.

"Well, Governor Weifeng, you are in good health. I used to play basketball with Minister Zhuang Quan and Minister Yunhua. They can't compete with you. They're panting like a cow." Zhao Guodong smiled and wiped his sweat, leaning on the recliner. "It turns out that he often came to play basketball in Huaiqing. Now that he has arrived in Ningling, there is no time."

"Working and rest, Guodong, although you are still young, you should also pay attention to exercise. The body is the capital of revolution. This sentence will always apply to anyone." Ren Weifeng nodded, "But this year, you are afraid that you will not be able to take time. Ningling has to carry the banner of development and cannot live without you."

"Hehe, Governor Weifeng, this world is the same as everyone else. I will develop even if Ningling is gone. I just happened to catch up with this one." Zhao Guodong smiled honestly.

Ren Weifeng sneered and said, "Why has Guodong become so humble and low-key? There is no need to do it in front of me. Secretary Ying has high hopes for you. Don't let his expectations down. You will go to a higher level in the second half of the year, so that Secretary Ying can set you and Ningling as a model."
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