Chapter 912 Thoughts on Radish and Pits

After the fireworks show, tourists on the lakeside viewing square have successively left. For tourists who stay in the lakeside vacation wooden houses, they can continue to enjoy the lakeside light and moonlight at leisure.

Zhang Ke sat on the terrace with his father and the municipal party secretary Jiang Shangyuan. Recently, the most popular project in Xinting’s Dongshan Island Port Construction Project has not much to do with Xinwu. Although Jiang Shangyuan was interested, he talked more, and it was impossible to talk more with Jiang Shangyuan. After ten o'clock, Jiang Shangyuan’s young grandson was clamoring to sleep. Zhang Ke and the others said goodbye. Jiang Shangyuan held his waist with his hands and said, “By next Labor Day, Xinwu’s tourism economy can go to another level – Mayor Zhang is a hero who comes to Xinwu!”

"You still need Secretary Jiang to take the helm..." Zhang Zhixing smiled modestly, shook hands with Jiang Shangyuan and said goodbye.

Down from the outdoor stairs, pebbly paths, outside the path is a beach with phosphorescent under the moonlight on the lakeside.

"When leaving, Jiang Shangyuan's words seemed to mean something!" Zhang Ke said to his father.

"What is it referring to?" Zhang Zhixing was thinking about other questions. He suddenly heard Zhang Ke say this and turned his head to ask him.

"Jiang Shangyuan hopes that you will work in Xinwu for another year..."

"Work for another year?" Zhang Zhixing repeated with a little confusion, "What's the worry about me in Xinwu?"

"Dad, you come to Xinwu to do something practical, but others don't miss you so much. How many officials are not actively engaged in the pursuit of going to the next level?" Zhang Ke smiled and squeezed his eyes at his father, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"Ah," Zhang Zhixing patted his head. He had been thinking about other things, but he really didn't expect to go there. "If you want to talk about cultivating, you kid is more suitable than me..."

Jiang Shangyuan is 62 years old this year. He is a person who can retire or not when he is the Secretary of the Xinwu Municipal Party Committee at this age.

Although Jiang Shangyuan had to bear some leadership responsibilities in the Luo Guiyuan case, the Luo Guiyuan case has been in the past two years and the negative impact has been small. Besides, ordinary citizens are always forgetful. When the newly built city defense river embankment resists the once-in-a-century flood in summer, the contribution of punishing the Luo Guiyuan case to rebuild the river embankment naturally belongs to the head of this municipal party committee. After the flood season, the people on the riverside spontaneously went to the municipal party committee, municipal government and Century Jinhu Hotel to set off firecrackers and hang banners, which is rare in politics in recent years. Provincial and municipal media have reported it in a high-profile manner. In addition, Xinwu's economy, social security and other aspects have entered a benign development channel. Even if there are some slight words among the people, Xinwu City has become beautiful after all. Besides, after the Golden Week, the development of tourism industry will become the pillar industry of Xinwu. Jiang Shangyuan's reputation in Xinwu will be stronger than the previous municipal party secretary.

Jiang Shangyuan can fully serve as the Secretary of the Xinwu Municipal Party Committee, and the province will not take the initiative to ask him to retire.

After seeing off Zhang Zhixing and his son, Jiang Shangyuan sat back on the terrace and picked up the cigarette to smoke. His wife served his grandson to fall asleep and walked out to grab the cigarette from his hand. Jiang Shangyuan dodged and said, "Just smoking a few cigarettes every day, it will not be dead; people who are tired can live a short life."

"Have you been worrying about these years?" His wife retorted angrily.

"It's always better," Jiang Shangyuan smiled slightly, took out the lighter and lit the cigarette, "I'm worried now that others blame me for not being in love..."

"If others blame others, are you worried about Liu Jue?" Jiang Shangyuan's wife moved a chair and sat down, saying, "What are you talking about today? You never tell me these things?"

"It's not Liu Jue, I mean Zhang Zhixing."

"Does Mayor Xiao Zhang complain?" Jiang Shangyuan's wife was a little surprised. "I think his attitude is very good. With his background, maybe you, Secretary Jiang, don't take it seriously."

"You can't say 'resentment'. I'll keep sitting in this seat, and others can't say anything," Jiang Shangyuan couldn't help but talk too much, "But Zhang Zhixing probably didn't have the patience to wait for another three years, and he will find ways to relocate Xinwu? Although Donghai Province has a carrot and a pit, there are many suitable seats in Jiangnan Province, but there are so many provinces and cities across the country, plus central ministries and commissions... "

"What's wrong? Does Mayor Xiao Zhang want to transfer Xinwu? Why don't I feel it at all?"

"When people notice it, they cannot be saved," Jiang Shangyuan sighed softly, "People go to high places and water flows to low places. In another three years, Zhang Zhixing will reach the 50th year mark. If he wants to go up, he will not have much age advantage. The three years before the 50th year are a battle for any person with political ambitions - this is not necessary for him to hint at all..."

"Ah, what did you mean when you sent Mayor Xiao Zhang away just now?" Jiang Shangyuan's wife asked vigilantly.

"What are you doing so nervously? Are you more in love than me?" Jiang Shangyuan smiled relaxedly, thinking that "Madam consciousness" is not just a random thing these days. "You have also seen the changes in Xinwu in the past two years. It is good for Xinwu to stay. "

"If you want to move your seat, you have to move Liu Jue out. Why do you want you to let the wise man?" Jiang Shangyuan's wife couldn't help but feel a little higher.

"No one wants me to let me go, where do you want to go?" Jiang Shangyuan waved his hand and made his wife's voice lower, "Why do you have to make people angry and resentful to the sky and people before you know how to advance and retreat - you women have long hair and short knowledge, and it's useless to tell you. Go back and see if your grandson wakes up. Don't tell others about this!"

After Luo Guiyuan's case, Jiang Shangyuan became open-minded and looked open-minded about some things. His life state always suddenly became clear. Besides, he took the initiative to give up his seat to Zhang Zhixing next year. Both Jinhu and the province must remember this. Why wait until he kicked it directly in three years and could not get anything better? Of course, Jiang Shangyuan can consider the fundamental interests of the city more, and he also plans to stay in Xinwu for retirement.

Continuous transfers in positions are not uncommon, but promotions at administrative levels have formed fixed rules over the years. No matter how deep the background is, it is extremely difficult for officials to get promoted twice in their lives. Zhang Zhixing was promoted from deputy to chief office, and it took only two years to go from chief office to deputy department. It took only two years to go from deputy department to chief office, and he had to work for three years. In the summer of 1996, Zhang Zhixing was transferred to deputy mayor and executive deputy mayor. No matter how fast he was, he would have to wait until next year to serve as mayor, director or director of department director in ministries and commissions.

Tang Xueqian had a relatively high starting point. He was promoted from the position of dean of Haizhou Normal University to the municipal government and directly served as deputy mayor. He worked as deputy mayor for five years, acting mayor, mayor, and secretary of the municipal party committee for four years, and then further went to the current position of provincial standing committee member.

Zhang Zhixing really intends to pursue his career, and his strength is strong enough. It is normal to plan for the mayor position one year in advance, so that he can enjoy the prestige of a provincial and ministerial-level official position before retirement.

Zhang Zhixing was not very enthusiastic about his career, especially Jinhu was so strong in China, which made him more cautious. It has fulfilled his wish to benefit one party. As for how big the official position can be, I have never considered it, and the significance is not particularly great - but Liu Jue would not think of him so much, and Jiang Shangyuan would not think of him so much.

Zhang Zhixing and Liang Gezhen lived on the mountain, and Du Fei and Shengxia did not dare to live together openly. In order to avoid suspicion, two men and three women lived on the island in the middle of the lake together.

The plane from Tang Jing and Shengxia back to Hong Kong was on the afternoon of the 4th. They stayed in the mountain overnight. At noon the next day, they had lunch early in Xinwu City and took a bus to Jianye International Airport. After arriving at the airport, they directly asked Ma Hailong and other entourages to drive back to Haizhou for vacation. Zhang Ke didn't want anyone to follow him all day, so he left a car to see Tang Jing away. After Shengxia, he, Du Fei and Chen Feirong could drive back to Jianye by himself.

After seeing Tang Jing off, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon after midsummer. Du Fei drove Zhang Ke and Chen Feirong back to the city. As soon as the car entered the city, Du Fei received a call and turned to Zhang Ke and told him that he could not go back to Xuefu Lane directly if he had something to do. Zhang Ke asked him what happened, but he refused to say that he wanted to leave the car for Zhang Ke and he took a taxi by himself.

"You drive away, I'll ask you to send a car to pick us up." Zhang Ke asked Du Fei to drive away, but he didn't know if he suddenly had something inconvenient to say in front of Chen Feirong.

Seeing Du Fei driving away quickly, Zhang Ke joked with Chen Feirong: "Why didn't you just send Shengxia away? You're going to meet your little lover again?"

Chen Feirong smiled and said nothing, looking at Zhang Ke with beautiful eyes.

Only then did Zhang Ke realize that he was most qualified to tell such jokes. He smiled embarrassedly, took out his cell phone and planned to let someone drive to pick them up. He checked out a few numbers and thought that it would be impossible for anyone to have a big holiday. He asked Chen Feirong: "Do you want us to go back on the bus?"

"Ha, can you still take the bus?" Chen Feirong said with a smile, and she was on tiptoe slightly. She looked particularly tall in jeans and pointed to the bus stop in front of her elegantly. "There is 36th way in front, so you can go directly to the front entrance of Xuefu Lane... Do you know that taking 36th way can you go directly to the gate of our school?"

"I'm not as good as you think, and I'm going to open my mouth for food, okay?" Zhang Ke smiled, took out his wallet, and said in pain, "Maybe I'm going to eat your soft rice. You shouldn't be able to use the credit card on the bus? I'm going to go to Oak Garden, and there are some things you can do with me?"

"Well..." Chen Feirong nodded and agreed to follow Zhang Ke to Oak Garden. Oak Garden is next to Xuefu Lane and Dongda.
Chapter completed!