At this point, this annual cadre adjustment meeting ended perfectly....
Liang Jiangtao returned to the office and threw away everything on his desk.
Venting out the anger in my heart.
He called Lin Yong over again and shouted, "Is there still no news about the person who hurt Sheng'er?"
Lin Yong replied with some fear: "Minister, we have checked everything we should check, but there are really no clues."
"Where have you been guarding for so long? No suspicious people have appeared?"
Hearing him ask this, Lin Yong suddenly remembered the extraordinary commander of the military region.
He said hesitantly: "Minister, the commander of the military zone once passed by Linyang County, and he was the one who discovered the bandits..."
"I remember reporting this to you..."
Liang Jiangtao stared at him coldly, "Of course I know that it was because of him that the Linyang County incident was exposed, but his last name is Mu,"
"Do you know what this surname means in Jing City?"
"I'm just bored, why would I go and cause trouble for him?"
He sat back at his desk and whispered, "Besides, he has no grudge against Sheng'er, so he wouldn't have done it."
When Lin Yong heard him say this, he knew that the other party was someone he couldn't afford to offend. Even he couldn't afford to offend him, let alone him, Lin Yong.
He was just trying to make a living, there was no need for him to try so hard to show his loyalty and offend others.
So I didn’t plan to mention that there were other people in the car.
No matter how crazy the office is, Jiang Qisheng's side is harmonious.
He told the secretary, "Go, send out the letter I wrote..."
One of the secretaries walked out, and the remaining one smiled and congratulated the man at the desk.
"Minister, Secretary Fu has finally made a step forward this time. Congratulations."
Jiang Qisheng showed an imperceptible smile in his eyes, and said: "He could have gone a long time ago, but the kid has his own way of doing things."
"Sometimes I can't understand his thoughts."
His thoughts were churning in his mind as he continued, "No matter what he was thinking, he still didn't let me down. He did a great job in Anyang County. I believe he can do even better in the future."
The secretary praised him a few more times, and Jiang Qisheng waved his hand and said, "Go and sort out the materials for today's meeting, and give me the names of the people everyone mentioned today."
The secretary withdrew in response.
Jiang Qisheng picked up the phone and dialed the number of Anyang County Party Committee.
After a transfer, Fu Weilun was successfully contacted.
He said softly, "Alan, your appointment documents should be issued after the new year. I'll let you know."
Fu Weilun on the other side of the microphone chuckled: "Thank you, teacher."
Jiang Qisheng sighed, "Why thank me? You have come this far thanks to yourself. The teacher didn't help you at all."
"Teacher, don't say that. You have helped me a lot."
Jiang Qisheng smiled and said, "Okay, don't forget your original intention in your new position, just continue to contribute to the motherland and serve the people."
"Teacher, I will never forget it."
Jiang Qisheng nodded with satisfaction, "Teacher believes in you."
Fu Weilun spoke in a clear voice, "Teacher, I wish you a happy new year in advance."
"Okay, thank you, teacher."
Jiang Qisheng hung up the phone with a smile in his eyes. He stood in front of the window, looking at the snow-covered scene outside, and murmured, "Yes, the New Year is coming soon."
Indeed, Laba Festival has passed and the Chinese New Year is approaching.
The lazy winter sunshine shines through the sparse shadows of the trees, illuminating the thick ice and snow, making it sparkle and dapple with light and shadow.
As soon as the 59th day of the lunar calendar began, the Fu family began to prepare New Year's goods.
[This story is purely fictional and has no specific meaning. The content of the meeting is also made up by the author and does not contain any specific information. Please be aware of this.]
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