Dong Guoping looked haggard as he sighed, "Secretary Zhang, logically speaking, there's no need for me to compete with the youngsters in my current state. So what if I'm elected? I look sick, and I won't be able to do my job well. Instead, I'll become a burden. But if I don't run, I won't be able to accept it. After all, I've been working for my entire life, and my biggest wish is to be acknowledged by the organization. I hope that Secretary Zhang can understand. "
Dong Guoping's words were simple, but it was infectious, which made Zhang Zhiyuan sigh. "Guoping, I understand you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have called you personally to participate in the election. This opportunity is something that I've fought for with my superiors, and there might not be a next time if I miss it. The rules aren't set for a single person, but a large group. But it also needs to be humane, and the current proposal is beneficial to you. I hope that you can grasp it well. "
Dong Guoping nodded, "Thank you, Secretary Zhang, for thinking about me. Since the organization trusts me and feels that I can contribute to Nanyang's development, then I will fight for it even if I have to risk my life."
"That's right! That's what I want from you! " Zhang Zhiyuan was gratified. "There will be a meeting in the afternoon to finalize this matter, so let's work hard together. But I have to remind you not to work too hard. Your health is more important. "
After Dong Guoping left, Lu Yiwei came in with the proposal. Zhang Zhiyuan signaled for him to close the door with an uneasy expression on his face.
"Yiwei, we'll talk about the proposal later. Make a trip to Wei Guoqiang's house to see how he's doing. "Zhang Zhiyuan said.
Lu Yiwei was baffled. "I have already discussed with Minister Yan about his son's job, and it will be arranged soon."
"No, it's not about that!" Zhang Zhiyuan sighed, "Wei Guoqiang is also running for the Deputy County Head. Go and seek his opinion. I will get his matter approved by the Standing Committee."
"Ah?" Lu Yiwei thought there was something wrong with his ears and asked in surprise, "Isn't he sick?"
"He's fine!" Zhang Zhiyuan said in disbelief, "He has already recovered from his illness."
"Huh?" Lu Yiwei exclaimed again and said in surprise, "There's such a thing?"
Zhang Zhiyuan leaned back in his chair and said helplessly, "Last night, Mayor Su Qiming called me and ordered Wei Guoqiang to participate in the election. Not only do you have to run for the election, but you have to succeed. "
"Ah?" Lu Yiwei exclaimed for the third time. He still couldn't figure it out. How did Su Qiming get involved?
Zhang Zhiyuan didn't explain too much and said, "Mayor Su is now the Executive Deputy Mayor, not to mention that he has worked in Nanyang before. I have to give him face. You can go and implement it."
After coming out of Zhang Zhiyuan's office, Lu Yiwei still couldn't believe it. Some time ago, he went to see Wei Guoqiang with Zhang Zhiyuan. Wei Guoqiang was insane and unconscious. How could he say that he was fine? Even if he had just recovered from a serious illness, he recovered at the right time. It was simply amazing!
Why did Su Qiming call him personally to take care of him? Thinking of the cement factory incident, Lu Yiwei could more or less guess the reason. Anyway, since the leader had given me a task, I must implement it. He went downstairs and drove to Wei Guoqiang.
On the way, Lu Yiwei couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't know what he owed Wei Guoqiang in his previous life, but in this life, he had always been connected to him. However, Wei Guoqiang was really powerful. He had risen and fallen several times, and now he wanted to run for Deputy Mayor. This kind of courage was guaranteed to be impossible for others to achieve.
When he arrived at Wei Guoqiang's house, it was completely different from the previous time. The courtyard was neat and tidy, and it didn't look like a mental patient at all. Wei Guoqiang seemed to know that Lu Yiwei was coming. He stood at the door and looked into the distance. When he saw Lu Yiwei enter the door, he rushed over like an old hen hunting for food. He used his fat hands to hold Lu Yiwei tightly and shook him. He said warmly as if he had seen a family member, "Yiwei, you're finally here."
Lu Yiwei looked up and down at Wei Guoqiang. He didn't look sick at all. Instead, he looked like he had just returned from a holiday and was well-nourished. At this point, he also began to wonder if Wei Guoqiang was sick. Could it be that he had been pretending before?
"Guoqiang, why did you let Brother Yiwei stand in the courtyard? It's cold outside. Hurry up and go inside!" Wei Guoqiang's wife stood at the door and shouted. She was like a different person compared to before.
Lu Yiwei entered the door. The couple's enthusiasm was indescribable. Wei Guoqiang's wife served tea and snacks, afraid that she didn't treat them well. Wei Guoqiang placed all kinds of good cigarettes and kept stuffing them into Lu Yiwei's hands. He was trying his best to "suck up" to Lu Yiwei.
Before Lu Yiwei could ask, Wei Guoqiang explained himself, "Some time ago, my wife brought me to Beijing Hospital for a walk. Coincidentally, we met a good doctor. He said that my brain was stimulated, but guess what? I didn't take any medicine or injections. I just lay in a big thing that looked like a cannon barrel. After some counseling, I recovered! Don't you think so? "
If he was suspicious before, Lu Yiwei now firmly believed that Wei Guoqiang's previous illness must have been faked. He couldn't help but admire Wei Guoqiang's superb acting skills. They were simply impeccable and more than enough to win an Oscar. In order to avoid responsibility, he had risked his life. For a moment, he felt even more disgusted with him.
Wei's wife also agreed, "This is great, our Old Wei's illness has been cured, I can finally relax. When I heard that the county was going to select a Deputy Magistrate, I encouraged Old Wei to join the election. Staying at home would only bring harm to his condition. If he got sick again, I wouldn't have a future in this life. Yiwei, you can be said to have been groomed by our Old Wei. If not for our Old Wei, you wouldn't be where you are today. So, at this critical moment, you can't be ungrateful. You must help Old Wei. "
"Get out! Do you know how to talk? "Wei Guoqiang roared at his wife.
Wei's wife ignored Lu Yiwei's expression and continued, "Am I wrong? Aren't you the one who raised Yiwei? "
"Get out!" Wei Guoqiang felt guilty and pushed his wife out of the room.
After Wei's wife left, Wei Guoqiang slowly sat on the sofa and said apologetically, "Yiwei, don't listen to that old woman's nonsense. I, Wei Guoqiang, have let you down." After saying that, tears welled up in his eyes. His acting skills were top-notch.
Lu Yiwei did not believe in crocodile tears and said directly, "Secretary Wei, I was asked by Secretary Zhang to seek your opinion. Are you going to run for the Deputy Magistrate's position?"
"Of course," Wei Guoqiang said impatiently.
"Oh." Lu Yiwei said, "Then please write something in writing so that I can report back."
"Sure. I will write it now." After saying that, Wei Guoqiang went to another room and took out a piece of paper. He did not even think before he wrote it.
After that, Wei Guoqiang passed the paper to Lu Yiwei with both hands. Lu Yiwei glanced at it, folded it, and put it in his pocket. He stood up and said, "Alright, I'll go back and report. You should rest more." After saying that, he walked out the door as if he was escaping.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Wei Guoqiang said politely as he followed Lu Yiwei out of the room.
Wei's wife saw Lu Yiwei was about to leave and pulled Lu Yiwei back. "Yiwei, remember our relationship. You must help Old Wei."
Lu Yiwei smiled bitterly and walked out of the room.
Wei Guoqiang looked at the departing car and grumbled to his wife, "You talk too much!"
After Wei Guoqiang was confirmed to be a candidate, Zhang Zhiyuan went through the implementation plan based on Wei Guoqiang's situation. "Is Wei Guoqiang still carrying out his punishment?"
Lu Yiwei replied, "Mayor Su removed his punishment after he came."
"Is it a year?"
Lu Yiwei counted with his fingers and called the Commission for Discipline Inspection office. "It will be one more week."
"Oh. That's fine. Alright then, let him participate. "Zhang Zhiyuan made the decision.
Lu Yiwei was worried and reminded, "Secretary Zhang, will Wei Guoqiang cause other people to be unhappy?"
"Of course!" Zhang Zhiyuan said, "Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, but this is a political task. I can't guarantee that he will succeed in the election, but I can guarantee that he will be qualified to participate in the election.
At this point, Lu Yiwei couldn't say anything else.
"Have you informed the Standing Committee?"
"Yes, except for Minister Yang of the Armed Forces, who went to the provincial military division for a meeting, everyone else has been informed," Lu Yiwei said.
"Ok." Zhang Zhiyuan stopped looking at the proposal and looked up. "Yiwei, Dong Guoping will not be coming back. Go to the Organization Department for a few days and come back after that."
"Alright. I will listen to Secretary Zhang's arrangement."
Zhang Zhiyuan stood up and said, "Don't let your guard down even after you are in the Organization Department. Work with Minister Yan to come up with the two proposals as soon as possible and find effective measures. Once the Deputy Mayor is selected, implement it immediately. Understood? "
"Don't worry, Secretary Zhang. I know what to do!" Lu Yiwei nodded.
"Alright. You can go first. Call Secretary Ma over."
Before leaving, Lu Yiwei mustered up his courage and asked, "Secretary Zhang, can I work creatively when I am in the Organization Department?"
Zhang Zhiyuan looked up and was puzzled. "Tell me what you are thinking."
Lu Yiwei said, "Didn't we recruit 12 new civil servants some time ago? I want to make use of them to prepare a batch of young talents for Nanyang."
Zhang Zhiyuan thought for a moment and said, "Alright. Don't worry and do it. I will inform Old Yan later."
"Thank you, Secretary Zhang." Lu Yiwei bowed deeply.
Many people looked down on these 12 youngsters. They even thought that they were just kids. What could they do? Even if they could do something, they would only be ordered around by traffic officers. They would either clean the office or write or draw. Especially when they were assigned to the villages, many of them were just doing odd jobs in the office and could not play their role.
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