What was the official map? In Lu Yiwei's world, a complete and mature system framework had yet to be constructed. Just like the planning of a city, he was just a grain of sand in the city, far from being the master who built the framework and controlled the overall situation.
A person's life was always full of drama. He vowed to hold great ideals and what kind of person he wanted to become in the future. But who could control fate, especially in the officialdom, a transfer order as wide as two fingers was enough to destroy one's great ambitions.
Did he want to enter politics? Never. When he first returned to his hometown and stepped into school, he only wanted to teach the knowledge he had learned to the next generation, have a stable job, marry a wife and have children, accompany his parents in their old age, and raise his children to be useful to society. That was all. Even if he had the ambition to save the universe, would he be able to realize it?
However, fate was not destined to let him be ordinary. With a transfer order, he was transferred from the education system to the statistics bureau to participate in the national census, and his official career began. At that time, the people who were transferred did not expect him to become a great person in the future. At most, they thought that he was a teacher and could write more standard words when filling in the forms.
This was a small turning point in his life, but the real decisive factor was that meeting. He seized the opportunity to stand up and answer the question raised by the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee. Thus, he rolled up his belongings and stepped into the government office, starting from a small secretary writing materials. Relying on his solid writing skills and a flexible mind, he became the favorite of the county magistrate.
At that time, he personally experienced the pleasure that power brought him. The bureau chief was polite to him, even nodding and bowing. If it was in the past, the village chief would not even pay attention to him. Not only that, but he also had a "political marriage", which helped his career to reach another level. He originally thought that he had wings to soar, but who knew that fate would play a joke on him and leave him in Beihe Town, where he stayed for five years.
At that time, he was completely disheartened, giving up all hope and no longer holding any illusions. He had the urge to resign several times, but he was subdued by fate because he had lost the ability to survive. A few years in politics had wasted his skills. Perhaps, other than being an official, he could do nothing else.
Fate did not forget him, until Zhang Zhiyuan appeared. He set off again, returning to the heart of politics. It could be said that Zhang Zhiyuan had given him a second chance at life. It took him less than three years to become a section chief and then a deputy director. To most people, becoming a Section Chief in a County was already a miracle. Zhang Zhiyuan had reached a position that no one else could reach, and there were doubts and objections. But Zhang Zhiyuan had withstood all the pressure and carried on. Apart from their superior and subordinate relationship, there was also an indescribable friendship between them.
From the day Zhang Zhiyuan was transferred, his political life had just been awakened, and he began to implement his ideas on the concept of county governance. His time in Black Mountain County was short, but it was the happiest time of his life.
He had been in politics for more than ten years. Although he didn't dare to say that he was clean and honest, at least he lived a magnanimous life. Other people came to power to make a lot of money, but he had already completed the primitive capital accumulation, so he no longer needed to use his position to make a lot of money. Besides, he didn't care too much about money. It was fine as long as he had enough to spend. Once a man has satisfied his desire in one respect, he will turn to another.
What was the purpose of being an official? This was the question he had been thinking about. The answer was obvious. It was to serve the people. But now, this sentence had become a joke in the mouth of some people, and they no longer believed in their "nonsense."
Most of the time, being an official was a process of self-cultivation. He had to constantly sharpen himself, reflect on himself, and struggle with himself, trying to find a reasonable explanation and breakthrough point, and seek a balance and support point. However, this balance point could never be found.
Bumpy roads and staggering steps were the most suitable description for him. From having no backing and nothing to having everyone's help, it was not the result of his hard work, but the arrangement of fate.
He had expected the sudden incident at the car factory, but it still happened. He reflected on himself over and over again. If he had resisted the pressure to stop the relocation, it would not have led to a tragedy. If he had really done so, his conscience would be at ease, but his superiors would have made him bear a groundless accusation. He chose to compromise after making a painful choice.
The self-blame in his heart made his conscience uneasy. All he could do now was to let the living live with dignity.
"Hello, Minister Lu, this is Yiwei. Are you busy now?"
Organization Minister Lu Fengrong had a good relationship with Bai Zongfeng. After all, she was promoted by Bai Zongfeng. The relationship between the two was harmonious, and Lu Yiwei was sandwiched in the middle. He had a drink at noon, and just as he was about to lie down to rest, he suddenly received a phone call. He wanted to get angry, but when he heard it was Lu Yiwei, he suppressed his anger and said: "It's Yiwei, what's the matter?"
"Minister Lu, I have an urgent matter and want to see you now."
Lu Fengrong looked at her watch and said: "Oh, why don't you come directly to my office after work in the afternoon?"
The other party had already refused, and Lu Yiwei was not willing to give up: "Minister Lu, this matter is really urgent."
Lu Fengrong thought for a moment and said: "Then come over."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yiwei immediately went downstairs and asked Ning Yugang's driver to send him to the Municipal Party Committee Family Quarters. He hurriedly went up to the seventh floor and knocked on the door. Lu Fengrong was already dressed and waiting for him.
Lu Yiwei smelled alcohol, and he did not want to waste too much time, so he went straight to the point.
After Lu Fengrong heard it, she closed her eyes and thought for a long time. Then she opened her eyes and looked at him: "Is this Secretary Bai's instruction?"
Lu Yiwei did not dare to lie, so he told the truth: "Secretary Bai's mobile phone has not been connected, and he should be on the plane. But before boarding the plane, he instructed me to handle this matter at all costs. "
Lu Fengrong shook her head and said: "Yiwei, you also know that personnel transfer is not a child's play. It needs Secretary Bai's signature, and then it needs to be approved by the Standing Committee. Even if it is a transfer of the same rank, without Secretary Bai's signature, I can't make this decision, let alone a transfer from a lower level city. How about this, let's do a temporary transfer, and we can talk about the future later. "
Lu Yiwei was very clear about the authority in his hands. It was easy for an ordinary person to be promoted to a deputy section chief and then transferred back to the provincial capital, but he needed to get Secretary Bai's approval. There were nearly 30000 Party members in the city, and if he had to do everything himself, he would be exhausted.
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