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The speaker is a girl, wearing a professional suit and having a neat short hair. She looks very capable with well-proportioned facial features, but there is a hint of hostility between her eyebrows.
Qin Chizian handed the microphone directly to her. The girl stood up and said, "Hello everyone, I am Wang Tong from the Organization Department. First of all, I want to make it clear that I am very disappointed with my one year of work in the Organization Department. We have twenty-one outstanding talents, yet not a single one has been promoted to the deputy department level."
- Otherwise, I would definitely know about it in the Organization Department.
"Did you follow the proper procedures for your appointment as Deputy Director of the Party and Government Office, including Qin Chizian's recent position?"
Qin Chizian felt a surge of unidentifiable anger. Whether the proper procedures were followed was an organizational matter; what right did you have to discuss it with me, a party involved? Besides, you're just a minor clerk in the Organization Department, yet you act more powerful than the minister.
This kind of person, when they rise to power in the future, will definitely bully those below them and flatter those above them.
Qin Chizian didn't indulge him, sitting there leisurely saying, "Regarding my appointment, the township party committee has issued a formal document and reported to the County Committee Organization Department for approval. How come Minister Miao Jiantao didn't report to you?"
Wang Tong is a bit silly: it's all just small talk, how dare you not give the Organization Department any face, being embarrassed and unable to come down from the stage.
Wang Hongqiang took the microphone and resolved the awkwardness: "Next, let me talk about myself. I am currently in Chengguan Town, doing some auxiliary work at the Party and government office. In the future, any classmates who come to county for business or meetings can contact me."
Amidst the hustle and bustle, it took nearly three hours just to do introductions and such.
It's time for dinner. Everyone went to the restaurant together, and each seat had a formal place card with a name on it. Zhu Lijuan's card was placed directly across from the door, with Han Hongyu and Wang Tong on either side. When Yuan Ziqiang saw that his seat was facing away from the door, Qin Chizian removed his own place card, circled around, and sat next to Yuan Ziqiang: "I want to discuss some rattan weaving work with Brother Yuan, it's easier to talk when sitting closer." As they conversed, it turned out that Yuan Ziqiang was indeed in charge of rattan weaving in Gedagu Camp Township.
Yuan Ziqiang complained, "Brother Qin, the willow resources in our two villages are about the same. Why are the people there so motivated while ours are unwilling to work?"
Qin Chizian felt a stir in his heart and asked, "How much do you pay the villagers for a small item?"
Yuan Ziqiang replied, "Isn't it three dollars and fifty cents?"
Qin Chizian pulled him up and out the door: "How much money do you give to the masses for rattan weaving big items?"
Yuan Ziqiang realized he might have said something he shouldn't have, but now that the arrow was on the string, he had to continue: "woven bed 35, rattan table (chair) 50 per set..."
Qin Chizian asked again: "Who is in charge of this area in your village?"
"Yuan Ziqiang replied, 'Deputy Township Head Wong Dabai? The one who just talked back to you, that's Wang Tong's father?'
Damn, no wonder he has such authority.
To boost everyone's productivity, Baliushu had already raised the settlement fees for each township: five dollars and fifty cents for small items, fifty dollars for a woven bed, and sixty-five dollars for a set of rattan tables and chairs. He actually managed to hold back so much money from the villagers!"
Qin Chizian, clinking, to Yuan Ziqiang, "I'll go give the leader a report later. According to what I know, the other townships are doing pretty well......"
Returning to the dinner table, Wang Hongqiang called on everyone to raise their cups together, but Wang Tong just sat there without moving: "Sorry, I'm driving, can't drink, you walkers or cyclists can have a drink instead."
Qin Chizian raised his cup in front of him: "My body's not good either, so I'll substitute with tea, please excuse me."
After three rounds of drinks, Wang Hongqiang toasted everyone one by one. When he came to Wang Tong, she said to He Hongjuan next to her, "Xiao He, I should be the one drinking Hongqiang's toast, but I have to drive... Can you drink this glass for me?" Her words carried a condescending tone and an air of imperiousness.
He Hongjuan seemed unable to drink alcohol and didn't know how to refuse. His cheeks had already turned red. Just as he was at a loss, Yuan Ziqiang stood up and said, "He Hongjuan, if you can't drink, then don't drink!" After speaking, he didn't even look at the unfriendly Wang Tong.
Qin Chizian thought to himself, "This kid, aren't you just making yourself uncomfortable?"
Wang Hongqiang is good at socializing. He turned to He Hongjuan and said, "Hongjuan, let's talk after we've had some drinks. You should eat some food first."
After walking around, Yuan Ziqiang volunteered, "Brother Wong, let me take a round next!"
Yuan Ziqiang raised his glass and toasted everyone one by one. When he got to He Hongjuan, he said, "You can use tea instead of alcohol."
He Hongjuan gratefully drank down most of the cup of tea. But then, he directly skipped Wang Tong: "Teacher Wang, since you're driving, I won't pour you a cup." All of Wang Tong's refusals were forcefully held back.
When they arrived at Qin Chizian's place, Yuan Ziqiang poured himself a cup of tea as well: "Brother Qin, you are the most practical. Today, let me accompany you with tea. Next time, let's find an opportunity for just the two of us to drink together!"
Qin Chizian also raised his cup and clinked it with Yuan Ziqiang's, and they both finished their drinks. But then Wang Tong, who was nearby, made a comment in a neither friendly nor unfriendly tone: "Is it interesting for two grown men to do this?"
This woman must have a scar in her brain.
During the lunch break, Qin Chizian and Yuan Ziqiang were in the same room. Yuan Ziqiang, who had a bit too much to drink, started to open up.
This young man, wearing black-framed glasses and looking somewhat ethereal, turned out to be a second-generation official. His father was formerly the deputy head of the county's petition office, but a few years ago, there was a significant issue in the petition sector, and he was taken down as the scapegoat.
The petition incident occurred in Gedagu Camp Township, and the person involved in the petition was the current Deputy Township Head, Wong Dabai.
The incident began when several villages reported that village was charging excessive fees. Yuan Ziqiang's father handled the complaints and, according to regulations, forwarded the documents to Gedagu Camp Township. However, village refused to rectify the situation.
As a result, villagers collectively escalated their grievances to Jiangcheng, leading to disciplinary action against the then County leaders. The leadership redirected their anger and directly dismissed the person in charge of handling complaints. The then Town mayor, Wong Dabai, was demoted to Deputy Township Head.
Yuan Ziqiang also mentioned, "This Wong Dabai relies on being a local in Gedagu Camp Township. Not only does he disregard the current Town mayor, but he even competes with the secretary.
- Wong Dabai is the person of Executive Deputy County Magistrate Wu Youshun.
- Speaking of Wang Hongqiang, Wang Hongqiang's uncle Wang Sixi is the director of Chengguan Town police station, and he can talk to many leaders in the county. There is also Zhu Lijuan, whose father is the Deputy Director of the Education Bureau. As for the boy named Wu Bin, his mother is the Deputy Director of the County Family Planning Office, and his father is the Vice Principal of County No. 1 Middle School...
- After this introduction, Qin Chizian felt overwhelmed.
Think about it, it's better not to attend gatherings like this in the future.
— It's fine to want to find connections through such events, but if you have nothing to offer, there's nothing you can exchange, and people are not interested in including you.
So, Different Paths, No Collaboration, Different Paths, No Collaboration.
Different circles, no need to force integration.
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