?Wang Dong walked into the office of the Political Department, and Xiao Hai, a staff member, was typing a report in front of the computer. Seeing him, he hurriedly stood up and said, "Morning, Brother Wang, Minister Qiu is waiting for you," he pointed to Qiu Shaohua's independent office.
"Well, thank you." Wang Dong put down his briefcase, knocked on the door and entered, "Minister Qiu, are you looking for me?"
Qiu Shaohua raised his head, his long-term smile caused deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his skin was well maintained, and he didn't look like a man who was almost 50 years old at all, but the Mediterranean hairstyle on his head was a bit funny, "Hehe, little The king is here, why didn't you rest well? His complexion is a little pale."
"I slept a little late yesterday."
"Haha, young people, be temperate." Although Wang Dong is only a small secretary, his father is Wang Mingcheng, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. Qiu Shaohua knows that behind these people there are powerful forces that cannot be underestimated, and the speed at which they will rise in positions in the future cannot be generalized by ordinary people, so when dealing with these bosses, he never regards himself as a boss, but like a relationship between friends. Making some harmless jokes can bring each other closer.
Wang Dong smiled lightly, "It's just that it's too late to read the information." He didn't explain too much, some things get darker and darker, the more you explain, the more people think you are covering it up, Qiu Shaohua's idea is at least much better than the guess about giving aphrodisiac medicine. As for a man, you can say he is poor, but don't say he is useless.
Qiu Shaohua was not obsessed with the authenticity of this matter, and said down the pole: "The work, you can take it easy, and a proper combination of work and rest will help the further development of the work. By the way, Secretary Wang is an old man. How are you doing recently?"
If Wang Mingcheng heard Qiu Shaohua's words, he would feel extremely comfortable. The difference between Secretary Wang and Deputy Secretary Wang is a world of difference. Furthermore, Qiu Shaohua was actually not much younger than Wang Mingcheng, and the two were of similar levels, but Qiu Shaohua greeted him in the tone of a junior, how could it not be pleasant to listen to.
Wang Dong naturally understood the twists and turns, and said unambiguously: "Thank you for your concern, I will convey your greetings to my father. His health is still good, and he often mentions you to me, asking me to be with you The subordinates should work hard and learn more experience."
"Haha, Secretary Wang is really too polite." Qiu Shaohua, who got a satisfactory answer, laughed before saying the main topic of calling Wang Donglai, "There will be a meeting in the city next week, which is about planning and looking forward to the overall economic and social development. You and Xiao Zhou are going to prepare a speech."
"good."
Wang Dong walked out of the office, summoned Xiao Zhou and Xiao Hai, and conveyed Qiu Shaohua's instructions. The leader's speech is often only one to twenty minutes, but the people below have to prepare for several days of work. The perspective of the speech, the selection of materials, the drafting of the title, the characteristics of the language, etc. must be carefully studied, deliberated, and even every word and sentence. He ordered everyone to draw up an outline first, write a speech each, and finally select some incisive and important content from the speeches of everyone.
After the work was assigned, Wang Dong also began to conceive the speech, but he sat in front of the computer in a daze, smoking one cigarette after another, but he still couldn't find the idea of ??the speech. As soon as his mind turned, he would think of the nightmare in the morning. In fact, he had such a dream more than once, but this time his memory was still fresh, like a smoke that would linger for a long time.
He always felt that someone was secretly peeping at him, looking around the office, everyone was busy with their own business. Don't think about it, no one will know, he reminded himself time and time again, open the file and force himself to find information.
When the phone rang, Wang Dong walked out of the office and answered the phone: "Dad?"
Wang Mingcheng's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you coming back for dinner today? Your Uncle Zhou and his family are coming to play tonight."
Wang Dong did not live with his parents, he bought a three-bedroom, two-living room house in Lijing Garden to live alone, and sometimes it was convenient for Fang Xuan to come over. At this moment, when I heard my father say this, I understood the meaning behind it, so I refused: "There will be a meeting in the city next week, and I want to write a manuscript."
"Don't make excuses, can you delay your dinner with that stupid thing?" Being rejected by his son, it's natural for a father to have a bad temper.
"Last time it was Uncle Liu, this time it was Uncle Zhou, what's next time?" Wang Dong was already irritable, and his tone was quite impatient.
Seeing his son speak directly, Wang Mingcheng did not go around in circles, "Finding a wife who is well-matched will be of great help to your political career in the future. I am not doing it for your own good."
"For my own good, don't interfere with my life!" Wang Dong really wanted to tell his father that he didn't like women, but only men. But he didn't dare, he was afraid that his father would have a cerebral hemorrhage when he heard the news. But he would definitely not go looking for a woman with a political background. If things got serious in the future, it would be a fatal blow to him and his father.
The son's tough attitude almost made Wang Mingcheng half dead, but he only had such a son, so he had to give in first, and said in a soft tone: "Your mother said that she hasn't seen you for a few days, and misses you."
A pair of melancholy eyes floated in front of his eyes, and Wang Dong thought of his mother who swallowed her anger and accepted it, his heart softened, and he compromised: "We will talk about it when the time comes, I will go back when I have time."
"Then you'd better come back early." Wang Mingcheng hung up the phone resentfully, quite saddened by his son's attitude of not being close to him.
Last time, he forced his son to deal with major marriage matters, which made the relationship between father and son tense. As a result, his son moved out in a rage, and his wife scolded him for a long time. Although Wang Mingcheng was not afraid of his wife, being surrounded by a woman like a fly buzzing around his ears all day was really annoying. If it wasn't for paying attention to the influence, he would have wanted to move to live with his lover. He has passed the age of "knowing the destiny" and is about to enter the "sixties". The chance of climbing is slim, so he can only pin his hopes on his son. But this son, who can't beat or listen to scolding, doesn't understand his painstaking efforts.
What's wrong with finding a well-matched wife, even to a wife with a richer political background? Nepotism is a magic weapon left by the ancestors.
The ancients said: There is no joy in having a boy, no complaints about having a daughter, but Wei Zifu dominates the world. Without Wei Zifu, Wei Qing and Huo Qubing might still be drawing circles in some corner, could they have a day of immortality? It is true that Wei Qing and Huo Qubing later proved through their own abilities that they were not in vain. But who can guarantee that without Wei Zifu's relationship, Han Wudi Liu Che would give them a platform to show themselves?
People often say that wishes are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Wang Mingcheng made thousands of calculations, but he didn't realize that his son doesn't love women. Therefore, his plans for in-laws never came to fruition.
In fact, if he could stand in Wang Dong's place and think about it, he might applaud Wang Dong's idea. Marrying a woman without loving a woman should be regarded as a fraudulent means of bullying women. Bullying also depends on the target. The revenge you get from bullying someone who is stronger than you may be a disaster. Only those who bully people who are weaker than you are not afraid of the other party's revenge. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com