ps: Maybe it will be interrupted at any time, and it is helpless. The kitten will persevere, never give up, never give up. You know!

In the municipal government office building, Zhang Xiaohua is orderly organizing Peng Rui’s schedule today. This is a work that has been repeated over time, but Zhang Xiaohua has been enjoying it and enjoying it. He has been a secretary for nearly a year. He knows the personal dependence between the secretary and the leader, and it is difficult to get rid of the dilemma of success, failure, and Xiao He.

Therefore, even if it is a small matter, Zhang Xiaohua did it very well. What made him feel relieved was that although his boss Peng Rui was young, he was very experienced in dealing with people and had his own ruling philosophy. Moreover, on the political stage of Yinbian City, he was good at dancing and had a great reputation both in the folk and officialdom.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua cherishes his identity more and regards serving Peng Rui as a springboard for his leap, as a once-in-a-lifetime political opportunity. Last night, Peng Rui worked until one o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Xiaohua stayed silently until the end, but early this morning, he came to the office with great energy. He wanted to do his best to devote all his time to his boss Peng Rui.

What's more, in the municipal government, because of its special position, prominent position, and humble rank, I don't know how many eyes stare at him, and inadvertently reveal something, it may be used to write articles. Politics is unpredictable, human nature is dark, and he is a little lazy to escape, and I'm afraid the bad words behind him will fly all over the sky.

"Mayor Peng has to hold a discussion with the workers of the canning factory in the morning, take a bus to the Finance Bureau for investigation at 2:30 in the afternoon, and 5:00 in the afternoon..." He gently recited Peng Rui's activities. Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but sigh that Mayor Peng is really not easy. He has almost no time for himself this day. He can't say that he opened his eyes and was so busy that he turned off the lights.

After gently knocking on Peng Rui's office, Zhang Xiaohua respectfully handed the schedule in his hand to Peng Rui. Peng Rui was holding a pen and writing something. On the surface, Peng Rui was still in full spirit at this time.

Mayor Peng slept later than me last night, and now he is still so energetic. It is really rare. It seems that I have to learn from Mayor Peng in the future, otherwise I may not be able to catch up with Mayor Peng’s pace.

Although Peng Rui has not been in Yinbian City for a long time, he has worked at a fast pace. He has changed several secretary. Although those secretary have arranged well, Zhang Xiaohua doesn't want to be transferred so early.

"What's the situation with Master Qiu's instant noodle factory?" Just as Zhang Xiaohua was about to leave, he suddenly heard Peng Rui ask.

Why haven’t I heard of Master Qiu’s instant noodle factory? For a moment, Zhang Xiaohua was a little dissatisfied with his work from the bottom of his heart. He didn’t even know the factory that Mayor Peng paid attention to. What does this mean? It means that his secretary is unqualified.

He was immediately a little embarrassed. Instead of being timid and unable to explain the reason, it would be better to answer directly. He quickly said, "Mayor Peng, I don't understand this factory."

Peng Rui seemed to have realized something, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. Please adjust your schedule and hurry up and call Xie Chuanzhong, so that he can hurry up and go to my office."

"Okay mayor." Zhang Xiaohua agreed and left.

After coming out, Zhang Xiaohua was a little annoyed. Why didn’t he know what the mayor value so much?

After calling Xie Chuanzhong, he began to think about Master Qiu's instant noodles. After quickly searching the memory bank, he did not find that there was such a brand of instant noodles.

In desperation, he called his wife, hoping to find something useful from her. Unfortunately, his wife knew nothing about this and asked him what the instant noodles had to do with him. Zhang Xiaohua habitually spoke sternly, and hung up the phone just by saying a few perfunctory words.

Zhang Xiaohua is very busy at work, which does not allow him to spend a lot of his time on other things. However, during the work in the morning, the instant noodles were like a rope, constantly entangled in his mind.

"Xiao Zhang, are you busy?" Just as Zhang Xiaohua revised a copy of Peng Rui's speech again, someone knocked on the door and walked in.

Seeing the visitor, Zhang Xiaohua stood up with a smile and said, "Hello, County Magistrate Xie."

"Is it convenient for the mayor now?" Xie Chuanzhong came to Zhang Xiaohua with a smile and asked amiable.

As Peng Rui's secretary, Zhang Xiaohua naturally knew the status of County Mayor Xie around Secretary Peng, so he did not dare to urge him to say: "County Mayor Xie, Mayor Peng is waiting for you, please come with me!"

After leading Xie Chuanzhong into Peng Rui's office, Zhang Xiaohua quickly went to pour tea. At this time, he heard Peng Rui say, "County Magistrate Xie, how is that Master Qiu's instant noodles factory now?"

"Mayor Peng, I specifically learned about it before coming. The trial production was successful and the effect was good. It has been officially put into production now!"

It seems that in the future, to understand the affairs of Master Qiu instant noodle factory, we must start with Xie Chuanzhong. Zhang Xiaohua's thoughts flashed and secretly looked over Peng Rui's face when pouring tea.

At this glance, Zhang Xiaohua almost threw away the tea bowl in his hand. Mayor Peng, who used to be calm, frowned at this moment.

Is this instant noodle factory inseparable from Mayor Peng? Thinking of this in my heart, Zhang Xiaohua calmly placed the water cup in front of Xie Chuanzhong and prepared to leave. Although he was very curious, he knew better that he should not listen to things that he should not listen to.

"I'm a little too impatient!" Peng Rui finally spoke, but this sentence seemed to say to Xie Chuanzhong, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

Xie Chuanzhong did not speak immediately, but just sat there. Peng Rui continued: "County Magistrate Xie, it is not difficult to launch a project, but also to close the sales. Now instant noodles factories in various places are like leeks, emerging one after another. How can people have no one, and people have good ones? This is a lot of work to do. Once the product is unsold, then all the things stored in the previous area will be wasted!"

Xie Chuanzhong had a lot of confidence in the instant noodle factory that Cheng Jiemin went to. At this time, when Peng Rui said this, he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, but he really didn't know what to say for a moment.

"The so-called one moves the whole body, and the superiors are also paying attention to him. Once this instant noodle factory is not done well..." Peng Rui said this, but he didn't say it any further.

Xie Chuanzhong's heart trembled. He knew very well that he could be called a superior leader by Mayor Peng, which would definitely be an amazing big shot. He did not expect that even such leaders were paying attention to Cheng Jiemin, an instant noodle factory.

"Mayor Peng. What should I do now? Otherwise..." Xie Chuanzhong wanted to come up with an idea. However, in this case, he felt that everything he said was not meaningful and was just a substitute.

Peng Rui took a sip of water and said in a deep voice: "Let's see the situation first."

"How is the current situation of Xihua Edible Oil Factory?"

Speaking of Xihua's use of oil, Xie Chuanzhong's expression improved a lot. He said excitedly: "Xihua's edible oil trend is very good. It has occupied the largest share of the edible oil market, and profit and tax has become an important pillar of our Cangliu County. According to statistics, by the end of the year, the profit and tax of only one Xihua factory can reach 10 million."

For Cangliu County, which has only 30 million annual fiscal revenue, an increase of 1,500 yuan at once is a shocking number.

Peng Rui nodded and said, "Well, this is great, at least it won't hurt your vitality..."

The meaning of not being able to hurt vitality is that Mayor Peng is not optimistic about the instant noodle factory. Xie Chuanzhong originally thought that Cheng Jiemin could create another miracle, but now, his mood is a little heavy...

The Yinbian Municipal Party Committee Small Guesthouse is not large in size, with only a four-story building, but it is covered with green trees, which is very rare. When you see it, you will feel like you are traveling in a painting. In the north of the building, a small lake covering an area of ​​two acres is rippling with green waves, which adds a bit of coolness to the courtyard.

Under a big willow tree, Mo Wenchao was sitting on a small stool, holding a fishing rod in his hand, fishing leisurely. Under the breeze, Mo Wenchao looked like a god, floating out of the dust.

"Secretary Mo." Zhao Chengdong gently placed the cut watermelon on a small table next to it and said with a smile: "This is the watermelon that has just been soaked in well water. Please try it."

Mo Wenchao did not take the watermelon, but said a little unhappy: "The ancients said that I had been free for half a day in my life. I was so busy that I was so busy that I finally decided to relax myself. You have found this place again. What's the matter to bother me?"

Zhao Chengdong, who knows Mo Wenchao's temper, thought to himself, my boss, you have no intention of fishing. You should be happy when I come. But on the surface, he still smiled and said, "Secretary, our entire Yinbian City depends on you to take the helm. If you have been free for half a day in your life, the operation of our Yinbian City has become a problem."

"Okay, don't just pick up nice words." Mo Wenchao put down the fishing rod in his hand and said, "What's wrong with you running over?"

"Secretary Mo, I want to report to you about our work." As Zhao Chengdong spoke, he helped Mo Wenchao pick up a piece of watermelon again, and he almost fed it to his mouth. He smiled and said, "Secretary, I want to review you. In Kuanyang Township, I have not done my job well."

A child who can cry has milk. Mo Wenchao was not satisfied with Zhao Chengdong's work, but when he heard him admit his mistakes, he was not good to criticize him again. Instead, he said in a deep voice: "I know that I didn't do it well, and I am still self-aware. Since that's the case, what are you going to do next?"

"Secretary Mo, I have been thinking about this issue recently. I think I should use my strengths to deal with Cheng Jiemin's weaknesses. Only in this way can I achieve my goals." Zhao Chengdong said, looking at Mo Wenchao's expression. When he found that Mo Wenchao's expression was peaceful, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After expressing his idea of ​​suppressing Cheng Jiemin through personnel forces, Zhao Chengdong waited for Mo Wenchao to speak, but unfortunately, Mo Wenchao did not speak. Just when Zhao Chengdong was suffering, he heard Mo Wenchao say: "Although Secretary-General Lu's method is very experienced, it is not complete."

After hearing Mo Wenchao say that this method is from Lu Qingfu, Zhao Chengdong complained about Lu Qingfu in his stomach. You teach me this method. I am grateful to you. I will be grateful in the future and be grateful. Just thank you for your kindness. Why do you have to talk too much to Secretary Mo?

However, Zhao Chengdong wrongly accused Lu Qingfu this time. Mo Wenchao could hit the nail on the head and say that this method was Lu Qingfu's idea, entirely because he knew these two people very well. Zhao Chengdong is clever, but lacks great wisdom. He likes to confront each other head-on in many things. He can change his thinking so quickly and find the most powerful method. This is Lu Qingfu's style.

However, Zhao Chengdong didn't know this. Seeing that Mo Wenchao pointed it out was Secretary-General Lu's idea, he could only smile embarrassedly and said, "Secretary General Lu and I are both taught by you. The two of us combined are not as good as Secretary Mo's brilliant."

Mo Wenchao smiled and said, "You. I ask you, why can I catch this fish under the water?"

When Zhao Chengdong heard Mo Wenchao say fishing, he really didn't understand. In the past, Mo Wenchao was not a person who liked fishing, so he, as a secretary, naturally didn't know what wisdom there was in fishing.

"Secretary Mo, I think the reason why fish were caught is because they are greedy for the deliciousness of the bait."

After thinking quickly, Zhao Chengdong gave a self-thinking answer.

Mo Wenchao smiled and said, "You have answered the point. But it's not comprehensive. The reason why this fish takes the hook is because it has movements. If it keeps lurking at the bottom of the water and doesn't move, even the most powerful angler will be helpless."

"Isn't this the case for a person? When you attack and work hard on a target, it is also the weakest time for him. Because in order to achieve his goal, he devotes all his energy to that, and his loopholes are also revealed at this moment."

"So, there are many great figures in history who failed at the last moment, and that's probably the reason."

Mo Wenchao's words aroused Zhao Chengdong's thoughts, and he suddenly realized it. He said in a deep voice: "Secretary Mo, I hope that after this matter, I can come back to you. I need to learn too much from you."

"You should stay at the grassroots level for a long time. This process of tempering cannot be replaced." Mo Wenchao said this, took out a piece of material from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Chengdong and said, "Look at this piece of material."

Zhao Chengdong opened it and saw an analysis report on the instant noodle industry. In this material, the operating conditions of several instant noodle factories in this city and surrounding cities were analyzed. The final conclusion was that only 20% of the hope that the newly established instant noodle factory in Kuanyang Township could stand out.

Twenty percent, this number made Zhao Chengdong feel very happy. Doesn’t this number mean that Cheng Jiemin is going to be unlucky this time, and it’s not just unlucky. Thinking about his response in Kuanyang Township, Zhao Chengdong’s teeth are itchy.
Chapter completed!