Fan Chunfang asked curiously, "Why do you want to know about this person?"
For the first time, Lu Yiwei talked about work with her, "Some things can't be said for the time being. We have to confirm his identity before making a conclusion. Tell Dad that if there are any strangers looking for him, it's best to reject them, especially this person. "
Fan Chunfang asked nervously, "Who is he? Is he a threat to Dad?"
"I'm not sure now. It's best to prepare for a rainy day, or it'll be too late."
Even though Fan Chunfang didn't understand what he said, she trusted him and nodded, "Okay, I'll call him tomorrow."
"Well, don't say it's me."
Fan Chunfang was helpless, "Yiwei, you and Dad should sit down and have an open and heart-to-heart talk. Every time I see you two fighting, I feel very uncomfortable being stuck in the middle. "
Lu Yiwei gave in and compromised, "Okay, I'll talk to him when he comes back."
Fan Chunfang was instantly happy and put her arm around his shoulder, "That's right. We are a family, so we should be united. My Dad has a bad temper, but his heart is always on the family. My Mom's words are not pleasant to hear, but she never meant any harm. As a junior, we should learn to be tolerant and understanding. Thank you for taking care of us all these years. "
Lu Yiwei also didn't want this family atmosphere to continue, "As long as you, Lang Lang, and Xiao Yu are happy, I can endure any hardship."
"Oh, right, next Friday is Xiao Yu's birthday."
Lu Yiwei's brain worked quickly, but his memory was still fuzzy. He flipped open the calendar to confirm it. "Isn't that so, Xiao Yu will be twelve in the blink of an eye. Time really flies."
"Then have you thought of how to pass it to her?"
According to the local custom, the twelve-year-old had a hairpin ceremony. Since the Zhou Dynasty, the Han people had the custom of hairpin ceremony. It usually referred to the transition of a fifteen-year-old girl from childhood to adulthood. To change her hairstyle, she had to comb her hair. In ancient times, it meant that she was going to get married. Xijiang Province was earlier than the agreed age. According to relevant historical records, Gu Xijiang was a frontier fortress against the Xiongnu, so it needed a large number of strong men to charge and break through the enemy lines. Due to the lack of population, the girls were married off early to reproduce, and the ceremony was brought forward.
Of course, there was no need for a wedding ceremony now. The feudal system had long been abolished. However, the 12th birthday was quite grand. Most people would invite their family and friends to celebrate together. At the same time, they could receive a lot of red envelopes, which became a way to accumulate wealth. Lu Yiwei didn't plan to make it grand. It was just a gathering of his relatives.
As for how to live, he had to ask his ex-wife, Li Shu-man, for advice. "I'll ask Shu Man first," he said.
Fan Chunfang said excitedly, "If you're not worried, why don't you leave this matter to me?"
"Can you do it?"
"I'll definitely do it well for you. Bring your parents over too. They miss their grandchildren too. "
"Alright."
Fan Chunfang was happy. She rolled her eyes and said, "Have you thought of a gift for Xiao Yu?"
"This …"
"Alright, you don't have to worry about it. I'll make the decision. Rest early, I'll go see Lang Lang. "
Fan Chunfang went out happily. Lu Yiwei didn't have the mood to investigate Tian Jundong's matter anymore. His mind was recalling the bits and pieces of his ex-wife …
The next morning, Lu Yiwei went downstairs after breakfast. The car was already waiting downstairs. After getting in the car, Hu Peng asked, "Secretary-General Lu, to the Municipal Party Committee or Guwei District?"
"I'll go to the Municipal Party Committee first."
"Alright."
Fifteen minutes later, Lu Yiwei appeared in the Municipal Party Committee building. The deputy director of the Municipal Party Committee, Zhao Zhiwen, saw him and immediately got up to follow him into the office. He smiled and said, "Secretary-General Lu, are you busy?"
Lu Yiwei had always hated people who were hypocritical and two-faced, and the "boss stool" in front of him was such a person. He was old and had no hope of getting promoted. He sat in the office all his life thinking about people and things. He had a bad mouth and was very sensitive to the secrets of the building. If there was any movement, he would spread it like a loudspeaker. A lot of things that came out of nothing were spread by him. He liked to snitch. On the surface, he was polite to you, but behind your back, no one knew how many bad things he said. Moreover, he was a typical fence-sitter. No matter which leader came, he would be popular. His flattery skills were enough to surpass He Shen, but he didn't have He Shen's life.
He liked to take advantage of others. He was basically in charge of the logistics of the general office. He bought the daily necessities of each office. Over the years, he had made a lot of small profits. Even if it was just printing paper, he would bring it home. There was a reason why such a short-sighted person couldn't get promoted.
Lu Yiwei had already guessed what he wanted to do. He sat down and deliberately said, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Zhiwen quickly stuck out his fat butt and handed over the documents with both hands. Maybe the clothes were a little small. When he handed over the documents, the clothes that didn't fit bulged up. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing a knitted sweater that had been worn for many years. There were fur balls on the cuffs, but the watch on his left wrist was shining. He said, "It's the matter of transferring people to the Secretariat. After careful consideration, investigation, and recommendation, a total of eight comrades have been selected. Please take a look."
Lu Yiwei took the list and glanced at it. There were four people in the education department. The rest were from the Development and Reform Bureau, the News Center, the TV station, and one from the Literary Association. He put aside the others first. These four people in the education department were thought-provoking.
Zhao Zhiwen was originally a teacher. He was seconded to the "Three Representatives" office. After the event, he stayed in the Municipal Party Committee office. If he guessed correctly, these four people were arranged by him, and he must have received a lot of money from others. Transferring from education to politics meant a higher chance of promotion, not to mention entering the Secretariat. If a leader took a liking to him, his career would be just around the corner.
Zhao Zhiwen was playing a trick by purposely changing the order of the four people. This trick could fool Lu Yiwei. He did not raise his head and said, "Have you consulted Secretary-General Bao?"
"Yes. He wants you to decide."
"What did he say?"
"He wants you to consult Minister Lui."
Lu Yiwei put the list aside and said, "Since Secretary-General Bao has no objections, then it's settled."
Zhao Zhiwen was overjoyed. He grinned and said, "Is there anyone here that you recognize?"
Lu Yiwei used to be a secretary and did not like to have people around him all the time. But this year, he was not able to do what he wanted and needed someone to share his burdens. "Everyone is fine. Let me consult Minister Lui first."
"Okay, okay. When this batch of people comes in, I will step up the training and serve the leader as soon as possible."
Lu Yiwei smiled faintly and did not say anything.
"If there is nothing else, I will go out first."
"Okay. Oh, call Feng Ze from the Second Secretariat over. "
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