That night, Lu Yiwei did not sleep at all. He got up before five o 'clock the next day and sat alone on the balcony in a daze. He did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse for him to meet the Provincial Party Committee Organization Minister Zhao Chunjiang today, so he felt uneasy.
Fan Chunfang turned over but could not touch Lu Yiwei. When she opened her eyes, he was not there. She got up and went to the living room, only to see him sitting there alone smoking. She walked over and hugged his shoulder from behind and said with her cheek close to his, "Yiwei, why are you up so early? Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"
Lu Yiwei turned back and smiled, "I can't sleep. Wait for me, I will make breakfast for you." After that, he got up and went into the kitchen.
Fan Chunfang looked at Lu Yiwei's back with a happy smile on her face. She enjoyed the wonderful world of the two of them. No one would disturb them. This was the life she wanted. However, how long could such a life last? Perhaps he would be transferred to a new position tomorrow, and they would be separated more than ever. Thinking of Zhang Zhiyuan's tragic ending, she was very afraid.
Fan Chunfang was not the kind of woman who had a strong desire for control. She was not even worried that Lu Yiwei would fool around outside, as long as he kept this family in mind. Men nowadays could not bear loneliness and liked to fool around. It was not that money made people impulsive, but it was the nature of female animals. Even if they did not take action, they had thought about it thousands of times.
And Lu Yiwei was the kind of man who was "not safe". He was handsome and burly, gentle and elegant. It was easy for women to like him. There was no doubt about this. Therefore, Fan Chunfang was extra careful to maintain the relationship between the two, afraid that she would lose him one day.
However, her worry was unnecessary. Lu Yiwei was quite good in this aspect. At least after marriage, he kept the bottom line of marriage and did not touch it easily. Of course, he must have thought about it, but thinking about it and doing it were two completely different concepts.
When Fan Chunfang finished washing up, Lu Yiwei had already served the steaming hot noodle soup on the table, which made her salivate. She couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks to eat.
Fan Chunfang ate by the side while Lu Yiwei sat by the side and watched thoughtfully. She looked up and asked in confusion, "Why aren't you eating?"
Lu Yiwei shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry, you eat."
Fan Chunfang put down her chopsticks and asked with concern, "Yiwei, is there something on your mind?"
Lu Yiwei pondered for a long time before saying, "Chunfang, there's something I want to tell you. I have to go to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee this morning. It might be related to my work. Whether it's good or bad, you have to be mentally prepared. "
Hearing this, Fan Chunfang heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I was wondering what it was. Don't worry, I definitely won't drag you down."
Lu Yiwei raised his head and said seriously, "I'm not talking about that. I think the worst outcome is to transfer me to a remote mountainous area. If that's the case, it's very likely that I won't be able to come back in a short period of time. You won't blame me, right? "
Fan Chunfang was stunned and returned to her seat, forcing a smile and said, "Why would I blame you? Just follow the organization's arrangements. Don't worry, I'll take good care of Lang Lang. It's fine as long as you can go home often. "
Hearing that Fan Chunfang was considerate, Lu Yiwei's worries completely disappeared and he said, "Thank you."
Fan Chunfang smiled and lowered her head to eat. Little did he know that she would feel terrible thinking about her future life. But who asked her to choose this man? Sacrifices must be made. Even if she didn't agree, what could she change?
"After that, you should register for a driving school so that it'll be convenient for you to commute."
"Okay, I'll go this weekend."
After dinner, Lu Yiwei sent Fan Chunfang to her office and went straight to the Provincial Party Committee's compound.
As an important department of the Provincial Party Committee, the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department was naturally located in the compound to facilitate business connection. As mentioned earlier, the Provincial Party Committee's compound was built on the original yamen. It was antique, simple and elegant, and had a strong cultural atmosphere. And the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department was located in a side building on the side of the Provincial Party Committee building.
When Lu Yiwei arrived, it was only 8: 15. He patiently waited until 8: 30, took a deep breath and went upstairs.
Meeting with the provincial leaders was not as casual as the grassroots leaders, who could meet at any time. The provincial leaders were very busy and had a strong sense of time. They would meet at any time according to the urgency of the matter, but most of them did not exceed 10 minutes. Because you were not the only one to meet, there were many people waiting in line.
Because there were too many people to meet, they might as well follow the hospital's appointment system. The secretary was in charge of the meeting time and who to meet.
After Lu Yiwei went upstairs, the corridor was already filled with people. All of them looked dignified, waiting anxiously. And the staff going in and out were all expressionless, with their heads held high and full of arrogance. This was how the group leaders were. This was their occupational habit.
Time passed, Lu Yiwei's heart beat faster every time he heard the door open. The closer it was to the meeting time, the more nervous he became. Coupled with the seriousness of the department, the air was filled with a suffocating smell.
At this moment, it was not an exaggeration to say that every second felt like a year. Lu Yiwei's back was wet, and his palms were sweaty.
He looked at the other waiting people, standing there like statues. They looked calm on the surface, but their hearts were in turmoil. When he heard his name being called, he stood up as if he had been electrocuted, straightened his clothes, walked to the door with his head held high, and knocked lightly. When the door opened, he bent down, and his tensed face instantly bloomed into a bright smile. And the first thing the people who came out did was to wipe the sweat on their foreheads. Some were beaming with joy, some were dejected. It was a performance of life.
"Lu Yiwei, which one is Lu Yiwei?" A man wearing glasses shouted in a low voice.
Lu Yiwei immediately sat up, straightened his clothes like the other leaders, and followed the man in glasses in.
"You only have six minutes. Get straight to the point and be concise. Do you understand?" The man in glasses said with a very serious expression. That imposing manner was enough to make people even more nervous.
"I understand."
"Okay, come in with me."
After entering, the room was cool, and it was the polar opposite of the heat in the corridor. He saw Zhao Chunjiang sitting there, wearing reading glasses, reading documents, and did not even have the time to raise his head.
The man in glasses walked over, put a piece of paper in front of Zhao Chunjiang, and whispered a few words. Zhao Chunjiang immediately raised his head and glanced at him, making Lu Yiwei even more anxious.
After the man in glasses went out, Zhao Chunjiang took off his reading glasses, lit a cigarette, and leaned on the chair, closed his eyes, and thought deeply. This was a very difficult matter.
It should be known that the Minister of the Provincial Party Committee faced the leaders of all levels in the province, but in reality, he rarely asked about the transfer and appointment of officials below the county level. Generally, he had a macroscopic grasp of the leaders of the province, and the specific affairs were handled by the local bureaus or leaders in charge. When it came to his turn, it was usually the bureau level leaders. To put it bluntly, Lu Yiwei was not in their eyes at all.
However, this small county official was directly contacted by the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, Zhang Bingtong, and asked him to personally deal with it. But the handling was more subtle and complicated.
It should be known that Lu Yiwei was previously found to have a problem. If he was promoted, it would be easy to be criticized, and it would also be a promotion with a disease. Then how should he use him? Zhao Chunjiang was in a dilemma.
The problem lay in Zhang Bingtong's words, "handle it properly". How should he "handle it properly"? Should he handle it with emotion, or should he put him in an important position? Zhao Chunjiang and Zhang Bingtong did not have a close relationship before, so he could not guess what Zhang Bingtong was thinking.
"Go out first, and come back later."
"Okay." Lu Yiwei stood there for a full five to six minutes, and without saying a word, he was asked to go out again. His heart was beating fast, and his legs were stiff like lead.
After exiting the door, the other people waiting were all eager to give it a try, but no one called their names.
After Lu Yiwei went out, Zhao Chunjiang called the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, Tu Qiang, to discuss the problem with Lu Yiwei.
Tu Qiang's answer was also very simple. "Secretary Zhang said that he is a talent, but he has a lot of problems."
Hearing this, Zhao Chunjiang was even more confused. "Brother Tu, can you give him some advice?"
Tu Qiang thought for a moment and said, "Since he is a talent, he should be put in the right position. Since there's something wrong with him, we should get rid of his branches. "
At a certain level, the speech had to be artistic, especially when it came to sensitive positions. One could not easily make a conclusion, but give the other party unlimited imagination. By doing this, one could show one's authority and leave a way out for oneself.
Who knew what the leader was thinking? If he said something wrong, the other party could push the blame to him in the future. Therefore, Tu Qiang only explained the leader's intention clearly. As for the arrangement, it was up to the leader.
Zhao Chunjiang hung up and fell into deep thought again. After a while, he called the bespectacled man in, and it took a full twenty minutes before he invited Lu Yiwei in again.
Zhao Chunjiang did not beat around the bush and said straightforwardly, "Comrade Lu Yiwei, I have a general understanding of your situation. You are very outstanding. Not only did you participate in the training at the Party School, but you are also one of the outstanding young cadres of the province. However, you are inexperienced and need more experience. "After some discussion, it has been decided that you will be transferred to the Jiangdong High-tech Zone Management Committee as the director. After that, you can go to the Second Cadre Department to get a letter of introduction and report to the Organization Department of Jiangdong tomorrow."
Hearing this result, Lu Yiwei's worried heart was relieved. The Jiangdong High-tech Zone Management Committee was a department-level unit, and being the director there was a flat transfer. However, going from a poor county to the provincial capital was definitely a big step, and others did not even dare to think about it. It seemed like a flat transfer, but it was actually a promotion.
Lu Yiwei quickly bowed and thanked Zhao Chunjiang. Zhao Chunjiang only smiled and quickly returned to his serious expression. He nodded and did not say anything.
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