Morning.
County Party Secretary's office.
Knock, knock. Dong Xuebing knocked on the door, and a middle-aged man said, "Come in." Dong Xuebing entered and closed the door.
"Secretary Meng, nice to meet you."
"Huh? You are? "
"I am Dong Xuebing. I am here to report to you."
"Oh, Mayor Dong. Have a seat."
After sitting down, Dong Xuebing did not lean forward like before. He sat on the chair. Although his rank was not as high as Secretary Meng, it was not too far off. Of course, Dong Xuebing did not lean against the back of the chair. This was a sign of respect. After that, Dong Xuebing looked at Secretary Meng. He is a middle-aged man with a beard. He does not look outstanding and does not have any special features. He looks like he is in his fifties and has the aura of a leader.
"How is it?" Meng Rui looked at Dong Xuebing. "Are you used to living in Zhen Shui County?"
Dong Xuebing smiled. "It's alright. The atmosphere and environment here are good."
Dong Xuebing chatted for a while. After all, this was the first time they met.
In the end, Meng Rui nodded. "That's good. There will be a Party Committee meeting later to discuss our County's financial problems. Do you want to prepare first?"
"Ok."
"That's all?"
"Ok. I will go back now."
Dong Xuebing had thought that Meng Rui would try to recruit him and had prepared some words. He still does not want to side with any party. But Secretary Meng did not even mention anything about this. Dong Xuebing thought of many possibilities. First, Meng Rui does not think highly of him, and it doesn't matter if he stands with him or not. Second, Meng Rui knew that Dong Xuebing will side with him. After all, Mayor Jiang's influence in the County was much lower than Meng Rui. Third, Secretary Meng was not in a good mood today. Maybe he had gone to the Provincial Government to ask for money and was rejected. That's why he was not in the mood to recruit Dong Xuebing. Hmmm … all these possibilities were possible.
In the corridor.
Dong Xuebing thought for a while and returned to the Mayor's office. As the County Government's second-in-command and the Executive Deputy Mayor in charge of Finance, Dong Xuebing must meet with Mayor Jiang for the Party Committee meeting. He also wants to understand the situation. He had just been appointed to take charge of the County's Finance yesterday and did not have the time to check on the County's finances. What if Dong Xuebing does not know anything during the meeting?
Mayor's office.
Dong Xuebing knocked on the door.
"Please come in," Li Xiaona said.
Dong Xuebing entered. "Is Mayor Jiang around?"
"Mayor Dong?" Li Xiaona paused for a second and stood up. "Mayor Jiang had gone out and will be back soon. You …" Li Xiaona wanted to ask Dong Xuebing to wait for a while, but she remembered Mayor Jiang had instructed her not to inform Dong Xuebing and changed her words. "You can go in first."
Dong Xuebing replied. "I will wait here for a while."
"It's fine. You can go in," Li Xiaona said.
"Ok." Dong Xuebing blinked and entered the office.
Li Xiaona looked at Dong Xuebing's back view with a weird look.
Inside the office.
Dong Xuebing could feel Li Xiaona's attitude towards him. He frowned and thought to himself. Secretary Li's attitude towards him had changed. It was obviously different from before!
What's going on?
County Head Jiang was the same. Why were they all bewildered?!
Dong Xuebing touched his face and laughed. Since when did I become so charming? Impossible!
One minute …
Two minutes …
Mayor Jiang is not back yet.
The Party Committee meeting had been arranged temporarily, and Mayor Jiang should be handling this matter.
Dong Xuebing could only sit in Secretary Li's office and look around. Suddenly, he saw a wooden photo album on the table. The photo album is facing Mayor Jiang's desk, but it is slightly slanted. Dong Xuebing could see half of a man's face from where he was sitting. He looks familiar. Huh? Why is there a photo on Mayor Jiang's desk? It was not there when he came in. A man? Whose photo?
Dong Xuebing's curiosity was aroused. He guessed that the photo on the desk should be of Mayor Jiang's late husband. He wanted to take a look and looked at the office door. The door was open, and Mayor Jiang is not around. Dong Xuebing could not close the door, and he could see the secretary's office outside. But he could not see Li Xiaona. Her desk is not on the same level as Li Xiaona.
Anyway, no one knows. Let's take a look.
Dong Xuebing knew this was not a good idea, but he could not suppress his curiosity. He wanted to see who was lucky enough to marry such a beautiful woman like her.
Dong Xuebing walked over and looked at the photo frame.
There are many handprints and fingerprints on the photo frame. It should be Jiang Fangfang's fingerprints. It is a photo of a man and a woman. The woman is Jiang Fangfang, but she is very young and should be in her early twenties. She is not as mature and pretty as she is now. The background is a school building, and when Dong Xuebing looks at the man, he was stunned. Why is there a photo of me here?
Damn!
What's going on?
Dong Xuebing was shocked. But when he took a closer look, he realized that the man in the photo was not him. Of course, it was not him. This was because Dong Xuebing had never met Jiang Fangfang before and could not take a photo with her. The man in the photo had a gentle smile, and from the corners of his eyes and nose, one could tell the difference between him and Dong Xuebing. But … … his mouth and eyes were very similar. If it was someone who was not familiar with Dong Xuebing, they might mistake him for Dong Xuebing!
This is Mayor Jiang's husband?
What the hell! Why does he look so much like me?!
Dong Xuebing suddenly thought of many things. He finally understood why Mayor Jiang lent her car to him. He finally understood why Mayor Jiang took the initiative to cook for him and even lowered herself to wash his clothes and underwear. It's because Dong Xuebing looks like her late lover! Mayor Jiang had treated me as her husband? It should not be. It should be a form of spiritual sustenance.
At this moment, Dong Xuebing understood many things.
Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. It should be Jiang Fangfang.
"Mayor." Li Xiaona immediately said. "Mayor Dong is here. He is in your office."
"Okay, I got it." As the footsteps got closer, Jiang Fangfang slowly entered the house and closed the door.
Dong Xuebing heard the sound of the door opening and quickly walked back to her office. He stood up and waited for her in the office. "Mayor Jiang."
"You are looking for me?" Jiang Fangfang asked calmly and walked over to her desk.
Dong Xuebing nodded. "It's about our County's finances …"
Jiang Fangfang was already standing in front of the table. She glanced at the photo frame on the table and reached out to press the photo frame on the table. She flipped it over and said, "Go ahead." She opened a drawer and kept the photo frame in it. After closing the drawer, she looks at Dong Xuebing, waiting for him to speak.
Dong Xuebing pretended not to see anything. Some things must not be said.
A few minutes later.
After chatting with Jiang Fangfang, Dong Xuebing left. But his body had left, but his heart did not leave. On the way back, Dong Xuebing was still thinking about that photo. This discovery had made Dong Xuebing confused, and he doesn't know how to express himself or how to deal with it. Dong Xuebing had found the reason why Jiang Fangfang treated him so well, but he doesn't know what Mayor Jiang was thinking. Sigh … Anyway, Dong Xuebing felt flattered. Hmmm … I will figure this out later.
… …
10 am.
The County's Party Committee meeting is about to start.
This is the first time Dong Xuebing attended a Party Committee meeting. In the past, he had never attended such meetings. Even if he attended, he could only listen and not speak. He does not have the authority to make any decisions. This is his first time attending this meeting, and Dong Xuebing must be prepared. The Mayor's meeting cannot be compared to the County's Party Committee meeting.
Small meeting hall.
The County's Party Committee members arrived one after another.
County's Party Secretary: Meng Rui.
Mayor: Jiang Fangfang.
Deputy Party Secretary: Zhang Wanshui.
Organization Department Head: Liao Haiwei.
Commission for Discipline Inspection: Pu An.
Political and Legal Committee Secretary: Chu Peng.
Publicity Department Head: Cheng Fuguang.
United Front Work Department Head: Jian Xiangrong.
County Party Committee Office Director: Jiang Hai.
Deputy Mayor: Ci Boyang.
Of course, there is also the Executive Deputy Mayor, Dong Xuebing. There are a total of 11 Party Committee members.
According to the ranking, Dong Xuebing, as the Executive Deputy Mayor, should be ranked behind the Political and Legal Committee Secretary, Chu Peng. Every County is different, and there will be differences. But overall, Dong Xuebing's position on the Party Committee is in the middle. But Dong Xuebing had just been promoted to the County's Party Committee and does not have any experience. That's why he is ranked lower in Zhen Shui County's Party Committee.
Dong Xuebing found his seat and sat down. He opened his thermos flask and took a few sips of tea to calm himself down.
After a while, a few leaders looked at him and took the initiative to speak to him.
"Mayor Dong is here?"
"Haha, Old Jian, have you met Mayor Dong? Mayor Dong is the youngest Deputy County level leader in our province. "
"Nice to meet you, Mayor Dong. I am Jian Xiangrong, and I am in charge of the United Front work. Let's meet more often in the future."
He greeted them one by one and remembered their names. At the same time, Yao Cui had told him about the political situation in Zhen Shui County and the factions of the County's leaders. Dong Xuebing did not dare to be arrogant and greeted them one by one. He greeted them one by one and memorized their names. At the same time, he remembered what Yao Cui had told him about the political situation in Zhen Shui County.
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