"How was it held in the past years?"
Jiang Zhentao said: "It was held before the New Year. The province should be holding it in the next few days, followed by the city, and then the county. Long 'an has always held the three-level Cadres Meeting and Commendation Meeting, and the Economic Work Meeting. "
"Oh, what other meetings are there before the New Year?"
Jiang Zhentao said: "The meetings before and after the New Year are more concentrated. Other than the Three Cadres Meeting, there is also the CPPCC Tea Party, Veteran Cadres Spring Festival Symposium, and the system's year-end summary meeting. There will also be a variety of condolences, including armed police officers, retired veteran cadres, old Party members, and the Red Army. After the New Year, there will be a Hometown Meetings in Beijing, Guangzhou, and Hangzhou, followed by the National People's Congress and the CPPCC. "
Lu Yiwei has been in politics for many years, and he is very familiar with these meetings. But these meetings must be held. He asked curiously: "Are there many Long 'an people outside?"
"Yes, there are many. The Beijing Hometown Meetings are mainly for some Long 'an officials, businessmen, scholars, professors, and the like. The Guangzhou Hometown Meetings are mainly for migrant workers in our county who cannot return home for the New Year. Every year, there will be a meeting to condolence them. As for the Hangzhou Fellow Townspeople Association, it specifically targets the cadres from Long 'an going south. They are scattered in Zhejiang and Fujian. "
"Is there a specific directory?"
"Yes, the County party committee and the Bureau of Veteran Cadres have it."
"Okay, you can arrange it one by one. But I want to change the format of the Hometown Meetings this year. Can you invite them back? "
"This … I am afraid it will be difficult. Most of the old cadres in the capital left Long 'an when they were young, and they do not come back often. Moreover, they are old, and it is difficult to move around. In addition, the distance is long, so it is difficult to organize them. As for the cadres who went south, most of them have already retired, and their feelings for Long An aren't that deep … "
Lu Yiwei frowned and interrupted: "Then have they contributed to Long 'an?"
Jiang Zhentao was silent for a moment: "But the physicist Xu Haiqiao has donated money to Long 'an, and the rest …"
"What is the point of organizing the Hometown Meetings every year if they have not contributed? They do not treat Long 'an as their home, and we still have the cheek to beg them? Don't be so spineless. "
Seeing that Lu Yiwei was furious, Jiang Zhentao cautiously explained, "These people have no feelings for Long 'an because of their history. Many of them were persecuted during the revolution, so …"
Lu Yiwei understood. He pondered for a long time before saying, "Let's do as I said just now. Invite them back for a conference next year and they won't go out anymore. As for whether they want to come back or not, that's their business. Let's get the job done first. Send out the invitations, then call them one by one to verify. Let them come back and see if there are any changes in their hometowns. "
Seeing that the decision had been made, Jiang Zhentao didn't say anything further.
"Give me the number of the Association of Hometown Leaders. I'll contact them personally."
"Alright."
After Jiang Zhentao left, Lu Yiwei sat uneasily at his desk. He was worried about the changes in the Provincial Government. It didn't seem to have anything to do with him, but a few key figures had a direct stake in it. He could not sit still any longer and decided to go back to Jiangdong City overnight. Since he was going back, he couldn't return empty-handed. After thinking for a long time, he dialed Zhang Zhiyuan's number.
"Hello, Secretary Zhang. Do you have time tonight?"
"You're back?"
"No, I'm going back."
Zhang Zhiyuan said with concern, "Don't come back if there's nothing important. The road is not safe."
"It's okay. Just take it slow."
"Oh, I have a dinner party tonight. How about this? You can come with me."
Lu Yiwei was excited and asked, "Who's there?"
"Deputy Director Ma of the Department of Land and Resources, the Chairman of the Dongsheng Group, Mayor Wang of Pingkang City, and Deputy Director Yang of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee."
Hearing that they were all important figures, Lu Yiwei was eager to meet them, but there was no one he wanted to meet. He asked tentatively, "Who set this up?"
"Dongsheng Group's Lu Dongsheng."
There was nothing to hide from Zhang Zhiyuan. Lu Yiwei plucked up his courage and said, "Secretary Zhang, I want to meet Director Liu of the Department of Transportation. What do you think …"
Zhang Zhiyuan understood what he meant. After thinking for a long time, he said, "I'll try. If he doesn't have time, then there's nothing I can do."
"Okay, I'll go back now."
Before hanging up, Zhang Zhiyuan did not forget to remind him, "Be careful on the way back. Don't worry. I'll wait for you."
Hearing this, Lu Yiwei felt warm in his heart. The relationship between them was far beyond that of a superior and a subordinate. They were more like family. If their relationship was ordinary, he would not have said that last sentence.
Without further ado, Lu Yiwei looked at his watch, got up, went downstairs, and drove straight to Jiangdong City. Fortunately, the highway was not blocked. In less than five hours, he arrived at Jiangdong City. This was the first time he went home after taking office. Looking at the colorful night view of the city, his vision suddenly broadened. He had been hiding in the ravines all day and had no idea what the outside world was like. In other words, he had adapted to life in the city.
When the car arrived at Donghu Club, Lu Yiwei sat in the car and observed the cars around. He did not see Zhang Zhiyuan's car, so he picked up his phone and called him.
"You're back?"
"Yes, I'm at the door."
"Come straight to Hall Six."
"Okay."
Before getting out of the car, Nan Chao took out 50,000 yuan in cash and handed it to him. Lu Yiwei was puzzled. "Who gave it to you?"
"Manager Zhao of the hotel arranged it. He said that he should have more cash with him in case of emergencies."
Lu Yiwei did not have much money with him. He hesitated for a moment and said, "You take it first. We'll talk about it when we need it. You can come in now."
Donghu Club had been closed for a period of time, but the reason was unknown. When Secretary Huang of the Provincial Party Committee was still around, he especially liked to eat at the Golden Dragon Club next to it. After he left, the place fell into disuse. Not many people came here anymore. Later, it was said that a big boss bought it, renovated and expanded it, and turned it into an internal reception place. But people were still used to calling it Donghu Club.
Lu Yiwei could not be more familiar with the place. He had gone in and out with Zhang Zhiyuan many times. After it was closed, he had never come here again. This was the first time.
At the door, a man rushed forward with a smile and said, "Are you Secretary Lu?"
"Yes."
"Come with me. Director Zhang and the others have been waiting for a long time."
"Oh, my driver …"
"Don't worry about that. I'll take care of him."
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