After a while, Feng Ze knocked on the door and came in. He said respectfully, "Secretary Lu, are you looking for me?"
The Secretariat had a total of three departments. The first was dedicated to the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, the second was for the deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, and also took care of some of the functions of the Confidential Office. The third did not have a clear service target, mainly responsible for drafting all kinds of documents and taking care of some responsibilities. Lu Yiwei was in charge of the Secretariat. Usually, he did not ask questions. First, he had no time. Second, he had learned to delegate power and let the directors of each department handle some affairs.
Lu Yiwei was originally a secretary, and now he was also doing the work of a secretary. He had an inseparable feeling for the Secretariat. As someone who had been through it, he could personally understand the difficulties and hardships of being a secretary. It was simply not something a human could do. Overtime was a common occurrence. He left early and came back late every day. After a few years, he had been tossing and turning. People joked that the bald officials were either secretaries or they had worked their way up by drinking.
Although it was a joke, it was not without reason. It seemed that every day they drafted boring, monotonous, and difficult to understand eight-legged essays, but it was ever-changing and flexible. They had to understand the intentions of the leaders and ponder the essence of the matter. If they were not careful, they would make a fool of themselves and lose face. A large group of secretaries often pondered over the words and sentences all night, one draft after another. If they did not work until they became bald, they would not be able to see how much effort they had put in.
Although Lu Yiwei did not ask much about the Secretariat, he knew everyone like the back of his hand. And Feng Ze, who was in front of him, was one of the people he appreciated.
Feng Ze graduated from Xijiang University with a major in Chinese Language and Literature. He was a civil servant. When he first started working, he was only 22 years old. After three or four years of training, he was basically competent for the job. This person was flexible and had a clear mind. The key was that he had a lot of ideas. Moreover, the young man was tall, handsome, and dressed very well. He was an oddity in the Secretariat.
Many people did not like him, including Bao Shuming and Zhao Zhiwen. The reason was that he was sharp, flamboyant, liked to show off, and often put forward some unacceptable views. He remembered that Bao Shuming had once arranged for him to draft a speech for the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee during a city-wide art conference. In the end, when he received the speech, he flew into a rage and cursed at the content of the speech. Lu Yiwei had seen this speech before. The entire speech was composed of four or six parallel sentences. It was brilliant and did not lose its artistic quality. But it was more or less inappropriate as a speech.
Lu Yiwei's only hobby was literature, and he especially liked people who had a solid foundation in writing. He wanted to put Feng Ze in an important position, but Bao Shuming didn't like it, so there was nothing he could do about it. It was good to leave him alone for a period of time. At the very least, he could polish off his rough edges. The officialdom didn't need people who showed off their abilities, but people who were obedient.
Lu Yiwei planned to use him. He pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down and talk."
If the other secretaries saw him, they would all be respectful and fearful. However, Feng Ze was different. He exuded confidence and vigor from within. His every move was neither servile nor overbearing. He was a very opinionated person.
"What have you been up to recently?"
Feng Ze immediately said, "Recently, I've been studying the report of the 17th National Congress."
"Oh? What research results are there? "
"Let's not talk about ideology. Let's focus on the country's development plan for the next five years and some policy developments related to our Xijiang Province. The report proposed new viewpoints of adjusting the industrial structure, reducing energy consumption, and optimizing the environment. I think the country will carry out major reforms for some enterprises with high energy consumption and a single industrial structure. For example, in our Xijiang Province, the coal industry is the pillar industry, and many people have become rich. However, the management is chaotic, and accidents occur frequently. It is very likely that the country will advance and the people will retreat. "
Feng Ze threw out a new viewpoint, which surprised Lu Yiwei.
As for what he said, it was not that Lu Yiwei had never thought about it. The coal bosses were excessively allowed to mine wantonly. These people completely disregarded the protection of the ecology and squandered the money they got. However, if they were asked to take out some money to restore the vegetation and feed the agriculture, they would all become poor. Special safety accidents happened one after another. Most of the coal bosses used concealed reports and spent money to solve the problems themselves. The country had already realized the drawbacks of this model and would inevitably take action to stop it. However, it was debatable whether the country advanced and the people retreated.
One must know that many coal enterprises had just been reformed. The original state-owned enterprises were restructured and contracted to individuals to operate. After experiencing a wave of retreat and the people advancing, the country would not go back on its words so quickly. This would be a reversal of history. But this was related to the overall situation, and no one knew how it would develop.
Lu Yiwei did not continue to pursue this issue and changed the topic, "Then, what do you think about the relocation of the enterprises?"
Feng Ze seemed to be confident and cleared his throat, "I think we should look at it from both sides. Some enterprises should indeed be relocated, such as the steel factory. Such a large polluting enterprise should not exist in the city. As for some chemical factories and bearing factories, there is no need for them to be relocated. They should be digested on the spot and completely restructured or disappeared. "
Lu Yiwei immediately got up and closed the door before returning to his seat, "Did you think of this yourself, or do you have any basis?"
Feng Ze said confidently, "I have seen a province's enterprise restructuring plan. Basically, they implemented an elimination system for all kinds of small and medium-sized enterprises in the province. What's the point of those sugar and wine factories? They should have been eliminated a long time ago."
Sure enough, he was showing off. Lu Yiwei smiled, "Then how do you think we should eliminate them? How do we settle the thousands of workers?"
"That's simple. Either we disband them or push them to the market to fend for themselves. As for whether we can implement a step-by-step distribution of workers, we still need the supporting policies from above."
Feng Ze's naive thoughts amused him. Perhaps this was the reason why he liked him. Maintaining a sense of innocence and innocence was actually easier to mold. Just like a blank piece of paper, how to draw a blueprint for the future or what kind of person to mold him into was completely up to him.
Lu Yiwei did not continue to discuss with him and said straightforwardly, "You will follow me from now on."
Feng Ze did not seem to hear it clearly and asked again. After getting an affirmative answer, he was immediately overjoyed and said excitedly, "Secretary General Lu, I actually have this intention for a long time. Firstly, you are young and should belong to the same generation. We have a common language. Secondly, you are talented in literature and I have always admired you. Thirdly, you are kind and have a good reputation. The people in the secretariat are all praising you in private … "
Feng Ze said "come" seven or eight times in one breath. Lu Yiwei did not want to know his personality, so he patiently listened to him and said, "Following me is not for enjoyment. You will have to work harder than others. Are you willing?"
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