While waiting for the new Secretary, Lu Yiwei was a little nervous and anxious. Coupled with the drizzle, it made them even more anxious and restless. He did not know Li Moqun's background at all. All of his judgments were obtained from Zhang Zhiyuan and the internet. How he longed to meet a good leader who would support him and understand him. During this period of time in Long An City, he had been too sullen.
"Secretary Lu, it's raining. Let's go in and take shelter," Guo Jianye said. Receiving the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee should be the counterpart of the County Party Committee. What was a director of the National People's Congress doing? Not only him, but Zhang Jianwen, the Chairman of the CPPCC, and Deng Zhongyuan, the Deputy County Head, also came to greet him. Everyone wanted to be familiar with the new Secretary.
While they were talking, a Toyota Coaster minibus with the license plate "West F 89999" appeared at the corner. A group of people quickly got up and tidied up their clothes, staring into the distance. Some of them had smiles on their faces, and their bodies could not help but lean forward. They kept moving forward with the fullest enthusiasm.
The bus slowly stopped on the side of the road. The door opened, and Nie Wenqi, the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee, looked around and said, "Comrade Yiwei, get in. The rest of you can go back."
As if meeting his mother-in-law for the first time, Lu Yiwei got in the car nervously. He smiled and nodded at Li Moqun, who was sitting there. He tried to reach out, but the bus had already started. His body swayed, and he quickly held his back, not daring to sit without Li Moqun's order.
Li Moqun's eyes moved from the window to him, and he pointed to the seat opposite him. "Sit."
"Thank you, Secretary Li."
Lu Yiwei sat down and carefully looked at him. Compared to the photo, Li Moqun was more handsome. His thick hair was neatly combed back, and not a single white hair could be seen. His full forehead was shining under the reflection, and his two sword-like eyebrows were slanted to his temples, forming a "Chuan" character between his eyebrows, as if carved by a knife. It went down the bridge of his nose, like a towering mountain, tall and majestic. His skin was not very good, with pockmarks, which should be the marks left when he was young. What attracted the most attention was his eyes. They were resolute and resolute, filled with strength and boldness, and even more so, righteousness and unruliness.
Although it was a superstition, the wisdom of the ancients was not without reason. Some people's faces were as sharp as autumn water, almost no different from their personality and usual performance. From Li Moqun's appearance and clothes, one could basically get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg, which was similar to what Zhang Zhiyuan had described.
Li Moqun wasn't in a hurry to speak. Instead, he kept looking out the window. There were four items on the table: a glass of water, a mobile phone, a cigarette, and a brief introduction of Long'an County. The corner of the paper was folded, which meant that he had read it.
May was coming to an end and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. Although it was a cloudy day, the minibus was a little stuffy. Sweat flowed down his back and wet his white shirt.
In such a big minibus, there were only seven or eight people including him. Li Moqun, Nie Wenqi, the driver, him, and a young man that he didn't know. If he guessed correctly, he was Li Moqun's secretary, Cui Junkai. There were also a few people sitting at the back, who should be news reporters.
When the two looked at each other, Cui Junkai smiled at him. A kind smile instantly narrowed the distance between them. Perhaps this was the tacit understanding between peers.
At that moment, Li Moqun's mobile phone rang. He looked at it and picked it up with a blank expression. Finally, he said with a strong accent, "I'm now in the countryside. I'll call you when I get back."
As soon as he hung up, Nie Wenqi's mobile phone also rang. He ran to the back of the car to pick it up. She quickly ran to the front and whispered in his ear, "Secretary Li, this afternoon, Deputy Secretary Feng of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection will go to Nanzhou for research. Secretary Liang of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection asked him to consult you. Also, Director Wang of the Development Research Center of the State Council will arrive in Nanzhou at ten o 'clock in the morning. What do you think … "
Li Moqun put down his crossed legs and said, "Let everyone receive me. Just say that I'm in the countryside."
Nie Wenqi didn't seem to understand him, but she didn't dare to ask again. She nodded and returned to her seat.
Li Moqun picked up the introduction on the table and flipped through it. His eyes glanced over through the glasses and said, "I heard that you've only been in office for half a year?"
Lu Yiwei adjusted his sitting posture and said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "To be precise, it's less than half a year. It's been 5 months and 21 days until today."
"Oh."
Li Moqun put down the introduction and didn't rush to talk about work. Instead, he asked, "Are there any historical allusions in Long 'an?"
"Long 'an is an ancient county with a history of thousands of years. There were human activities as early as the Zhou Dynasty. It has a deep historical and cultural heritage. In ancient times, it was called the Sky Pass. It was a place where many famous people emerged. In modern times, it was the revolutionary base of the Fushan Military Region. In a while, we will go to the Red Flag Village, where many great people once lived. It can be said that Long 'an is a place with good Fengshui. "
Li Moqun nodded thoughtfully, "Culture is the soul. With culture, we can protect our roots. You can do a good job in this area."
Lu Yiwei quickly took out his notebook and wrote it down. Every word he said now had a guiding significance for future work.
"You like to talk about extravagance?"
Hearing this question, Lu Yiwei was stunned and didn't know what to do. Thinking about it carefully, Li Moqun should be talking about the banners and road closures. He glanced at Nie Wenqi, but she pretended not to see it and looked out of the window.
Lu Yiwei was thinking about how to resolve the crisis. Li Moqun didn't make things difficult for him and said, "The youngest secretary of the County party committee. You're quite famous."
Lu Yiwei quickly said, "Secretary Li, I'm ashamed. I don't know if it's true or not, but I don't like this title."
Li Moqun sat up and said with interest, "Why? Not satisfied?"
Lu Yiwei relaxed and said, "Not really. This title gives me a lot of pressure. Of course, pressure is a good thing. I prefer to be low-key and do things in a high profile. I want to do everything well and do practical things for the people. As for the rest, I don't care. I don't need to be complacent because of a title. Maybe there will be someone younger than me coming up soon. It's better to be down-to-earth. "
These words touched the other party's heart. Li Moqun nodded and said, "Doing things down-to-earth is easier said than done. Actually, people nowadays are very impetuous and eager for quick success. They are eager to make contributions for the sake of political achievements. Do you exist? "
Lu Yiwei said honestly, "I exist. I think this is human nature. Being young is my advantage and also my disadvantage. Young people should be full of vigor and energy to lead the county's cadres to start a business. This is something that others don't have. "
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