As the Millennium Lunar New Year approached, the county town became even livelier. The Seven Mile Long Street and the Liberation Road, from the south to the north, were crowded with people early in the morning. All kinds of hawking sounds accompanied the first rays of dawn, breaking through the harsh winter cold. The people who had worked for a year were full of energy to buy some belongings for their families. Some people who came from the countryside ignored the cold and wore thick cotton clothes. They were wrapped up like dumplings and rode open-top tricycles to the market.
Lu Yiwei's family was also very busy. His mother, Liu Cuilan, woke up early and went to the market to buy goods for the Lunar New Year. His father, Lu Weiguo, went back to his hometown to get some things that he thought were valuable. After Lu Yiwei got up, he hurriedly washed up and then went to the kitchen to bring the meal that his mother had prepared early in the morning to the living room. He watched TV while eating with relish.
In her pajamas, Lu Ling came downstairs in a daze. She went to the sofa and lay on it to catch up on her sleep. Lu Yiwei took a bite of a bun and asked, "Lingling, I've been busy these few days. I don't have time to care about you. Didn't you tell me that you're going to your boyfriend's house for the Lunar New Year?"
Lu Ling closed her eyes and said with something in her mouth, "I'm not going. I've discussed it with my boyfriend. He'll come to our house first after the Lunar New Year."
"Oh." Lu Yiwei said, "That's fine too. I'll check on him for you."
"What check? How can the person I like be a weakling? Who do you think I am? "Lu Ling said with disdain.
Lu Yiwei smiled and said, "Fine. When he comes over, I'll give him a big red packet for you. How about that?"
"Pfft!" Lu Ling said, "Forget it. His family doesn't need money. Save it. Let's not talk about me. Let's talk about you. What do you plan to do?"
"What do you mean?" Lu Yiwei knew what Lu Ling wanted to say. He buried his head in his food.
Lu Ling sat up and patted Lu Yiwei's shoulder. "Lu Yiwei, can't you be a little more accurate? After what I've done for the past few days, Mei Jia's side has softened a little. She's agreed to get along with you first. "
"What are you talking about? Don't worry about me. Just take care of yourself." Lu Yiwei didn't respond. He was upset.
During this period of time, due to being busy with work, Lu Yiwei had neglected relationship issues and had not contacted Su Meng for a long time. When he heard Lu Ling mention this matter, he felt very apologetic. He had to make time to go to the provincial capital to visit her.
Lu Ling seemed to be possessed. He tugged at Lu Yiwei and said, "Lu Yiwei, is Mei Jia not good enough for you? She was a virgin, but look at you, tsk tsk! More than enough for you. To be honest, you should really consider her. "
"You want me to have a foot in both boats?" Lu Yiwei asked.
"Your girlfriend from the provincial capital? I think you should forget it. A person's mentality changes as they grow older. I used to fantasize about marrying a man like Takuya Kimura. But when I came back to reality, I found out that you were nothing. Like what I told you two days ago, find a good woman and you will live a happy and relaxed life. "Lu Ling advised patiently again.
"I'm not talking to you anymore. I have to go to work. I'm going to be late." Lu Yiwei stuffed the last piece of mantou in his hand into his mouth, put on his clothes, and ran out of the door. Lu Ling was so angry that he threw the pillow on the floor and continued to sleep on the sofa.
Lu Yiwei was very popular during this period of time. He was very busy. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Lu Yiwei had gotten lucky. Zhang Zhiyuan had taken a liking to him and placed him in an important position again. Zhang Zhiyuan was willing to bring Lu Yiwei to any event and let Lu Yiwei be in the limelight.
The New Year was approaching, and it was time to test the leadership of the government. All the leaders were racking their brains to send gifts to the County's leaders through various channels. Zhang Zhiyuan must be the highlight. Some leaders could not see the situation clearly. At first, they went to the government office's director, Cai Jianguo. Cai Jianguo was also happy to help. But when it came to Zhang Zhiyuan, they were rejected. At this time, the leaders realized that Cai Jianguo's method was not going to work. So, they turned to Lu Yiwei.
Lu Yiwei was not sure about Zhang Zhiyuan at first, and he did not dare to agree. But after a few dinners, Zhang Zhiyuan hinted to Lu Yiwei to accept the gifts. In the end, Zhang Zhiyuan told Lu Yiwei, "It's normal for subordinates to send gifts during the New Year. If you don't accept it, you will seem like you are too inflexible and unreasonable. In the future, if anyone sends gifts, you will be in charge of screening them. Don't accept cash or valuables. Also, you must make an accurate judgment on who you can accept and who you can't. "
Zhang Zhiyuan made it easier for Lu Yiwei to do what he wanted. But the problem was, who should he not accept? This was a difficult problem. So, during this period, Lu Yiwei's phone was exploding with calls, and his dinners were scheduled until after the New Year. Lu Yiwei strictly followed the rules set by Zhang Zhiyuan, and reported to Zhang Zhiyuan on time every day what each person had sent. After listening, Zhang Zhiyuan only nodded, and did not express any opinion.
The language of officialdom was exquisite and rich. Not saying anything did not mean that there was no opinion. On the contrary, it was a tacit agreement. And Zhang Zhiyuan also secretly remembered who came to pay their respects, and who did not. As a leader, at this juncture, his brain was unusually sharp. He could remember very clearly who had come, what had been sent, and could also remember very clearly who had not come.
Of course, those who gave gifts to Zhang Zhiyuan prepared three sets. One for Zhang Zhiyuan, one for the driver, Xiao Guo, and one for Lu Yiwei. The three sets of gifts were definitely different.
Gifts were very particular, especially for leaders. The subordinates put in a lot of thought about what to give. Under normal circumstances, the subordinates would cater to the leader's preferences, or simply give expensive cigarettes and wine. Take Liu Kecheng for example. Everyone knew that he liked all kinds of wine, so the subordinates spread a net all over the country, and collected all kinds of famous wine with different tastes. It was said that Liu Kecheng's house had a room dedicated to storing gifts from others, and there was no space for them. So where did the money for the gifts come from? Basically, no one paid for it, and it was all from the various departments.
Of course, as an ordinary person, they naturally could not enjoy such treatment. For them, the New Year was a kind of torture. Basically, a few months' salary would be gone when they gave gifts.
Over the past few days, Lu Yiwei had received all kinds of gifts, most of which were tobacco, wine, and tea. There were also some supermarket shopping cards, local specialties, and so on. It made him feel as if he had returned to five years ago. This long-lost feeling was too nostalgic. However, his mind was always clear, and he carefully recorded the gifts he received in a small notebook.
Why were so many people willing to be officials? Not only did they look up to their leaders, but they were also infatuated with the leader's hands. With the pen in their hands, they could do whatever they wanted, and with the power in their hands, they could satisfy their desires and needs. Of course, these were the narrow thinking of bureaucrats. In real life, once you have the power, you will have to bear a heavy responsibility.
Zhang Zhiyuan was busy all day, running back and forth. What was he after? Was it for himself? Maybe part of it was for himself, but most of it was for Nanyang's development and the people. This was his responsibility. This was the mission given to him by the country and the people.
Lu Yiwei entered the CPPCC's compound and saw the County party committee's Office Director Dong Guoping's car. He thought to himself: "What is he doing here?"
Lu Yiwei did not have time to think and quickly alighted from the car. When Lu Yiwei opened the General Affairs Office's door, the Political Affairs Office Director Du Qinggang ran over. "Yiwei, Chairman Duan wants you to go to his office."
"Oh." Lu Yiwei asked suspiciously. "He didn't say what is it?"
Du Qinggang smiled mysteriously. "Something good!"
Lu Yiwei did not have time to think and quickly went up to Duan Changyun's office on the second floor. When he entered, he saw the County party committee's Office Director Dong Guoping and Liu Kecheng's secretary He Xiaotian sitting on the sofa chatting with Duan Changyun.
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