Chapter 1803
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Two days later.
Police Station.
Around 8 am.
Dong Xuebing woke up early to wash up in the on-call room. He tidied up his clothes and luggage. He looked at himself in the mirror to make sure he looks fine before leaving the room with his luggage. Today was the day Dong Xuebing officially signed his appointment letter. He had stayed at the station for a few days and had done what he needed to do. Dong Xuebing does not know what others think of him, but he was satisfied with the way he handled things before he was appointed. He also felt it was interesting. But he does not know how effective it will be. Anyway, this is a try.
Dong Xuebing left.
Reporting to the City.
Dong Xuebing carried his luggage out to the courtyard.
But when he stepped out, he saw the Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and Public Security Bureau Chief Chang Lin was already waiting for him in the courtyard. Dong Xuebing had told Dong Xuebing more than once that he will not meet any County's leaders or leaders before he takes office. But because of that incident, Chang Lin, as a member of the County's Party Committee, cannot avoid meeting him. He is also the only person who can meet Dong Xuebing. Both of them had meals and drinks over the past two days, and Dong Xuebing had prepared all the meals. That's why they are closer, and Dong Xuebing got to know more about Jiaolin County from Chang Lin.
"Secretary Dong!" Chang Lin immediately walks up to Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing smiled. "Chief Chang, why are you here?"
Chang Lin replied. "I heard you are reporting to the City today, and the transportation here is not convenient. That's why I got a car for you."
Dong Xuebing replied politely. "No need. I can go by myself. There are cars in the City."
Chang Lin replied. "How can you do that? I had called my driver over, and I will ask him to come back after he arrives. After that, you can follow the City's car over."
Dong Xuebing thought for a while. "Alright."
Chang Lin looked at Dong Xuebing's luggage and quickly took it from him. "Give me your luggage. I will get someone to arrange for it to be sent to your quarters."
Dong Xuebing replied. "It's not suitable. Never mind."
Chang Lin took the luggage from Dong Xuebing. "Why are you so polite with me? It's just a small matter. "
Dong Xuebing had no choice but to accept Changlin's goodwill and boarded the car.
… …
Forty minutes later.
The car got off the highway and arrived at Baohong City.
Dong Xuebing had seen Baohong City when he came from the Provincial Capital. But the scenery on the highway is a little off, and he could not see the whole picture. After entering the city, Dong Xuebing realized Baohong City and Jiaolin County are not very different. Although Baohong City is better than Jiaolin County in terms of infrastructure, environment, and culture, there are not many differences. After all, Baohong City is not a rich place, and the locals might be able to tell the difference. But to Dong Xuebing, everything is about the same, and he is not disappointed. Furthermore, no one knows why he is here. Dong Xuebing is here for the position of Deputy Chief. Even if the environment here is not as good, Dong Xuebing can accept it. He had worked in a poor County for quite some time, and what's there to be afraid of? He was also not a picky person.
Baohong City.
Municipal Committee Compound.
The car arrived and stopped at the entrance.
Dong Xuebing does not have any luggage with him, and he grabbed his bag. He opened the door and said to the driver. "Thank you. Let's go."
The driver asked politely. "Can I wait for you?"
Dong Xuebing laughed. "No need. The City has a car to send me back."
The driver hesitated for a second. "Alright. I will go now."
Dong Xuebing replied. "Alright. Drive slowly. Have a safe trip."
The driver felt Dong Xuebing was too polite, and he is not a talkative person. He hesitated for a while and thanked Dong Xuebing before alighting.
The driver waited for Dong Xuebing to enter the compound before driving back.
… ….
The compound.
Dong Xuebing was stopped by the security guard when he entered.
The guard might have not met Dong Xuebing before and asked. "Register. Who are you looking for?"
Dong Xuebing calmly replied. "I am looking for the City's Party Committee's Organization Department."
"Register first." The guard took out a notebook.
Dong Xuebing did not get angry and wrote his name on the notebook.
The guard looked at Dong Xuebing's name and was stunned. "Dong Xuebing? Are you the Party Secretary from Jiaolin County? "
Dong Xuebing nodded. "Yes."
"Sorry. Please come in." The guard immediately said.
Dong Xuebing asked. "Which building is the Organization Department?"
The guard pointed to the building. "That building. It's on the third floor."
Dong Xuebing laughed. "Ok. Thank you."
Dong Xuebing entered the office building and walked up the stairs. This city's economy is average, and many aspects of the economy are affected. For example, the City's Party Committee building looks old and should be at least a few decades old. The walls are still painted green, and it looks old. Dong Xuebing walked up the stairs and found the City's Party Committee Organization Department's floor. There is a sign on the floor.
A staff walked over and saw Dong Xuebing. She stopped and asked. "Who are you looking for?" Dong Xuebing did not recognize Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing replied. "I am looking for your Minister."
The woman frowned. "Looking for the Minister? Who are you? "
Dong Xuebing replied. "Dong Xuebing. I am here to report to the Organization Department."
The woman heard Dong Xuebing and looked at him. She looked at him for a few seconds before replying. "I know you. Yes. But the Minister is out and might not be around today. If you are here to report, you can look for Minister Ma. He is at this side of the corridor, in the third room."
Dong Xuebing nodded. "Ok. Thank you."
"You're welcome." The woman looked at Dong Xuebing again and left.
Dong Xuebing followed her directions and looked at the door. He saw the Executive Deputy Minister's sign and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock.
A man's voice came from inside. "Come in."
Dong Xuebing entered the room. "Nice to meet you, Minister Ma."
Ma Wei looked up at Dong Xuebing and asked. "You are?"
Ma Wei was a middle-aged man in his early forties. He didn't have the beer belly and balding that most leaders had. He looked very young. His hair was neat and clean, and he was quite thin. Only the wrinkles on his face showed that he wasn't young anymore.
Dong Xuebing replied. "I am Dong Xuebing. I am here to report to the Organization Department."
Ma Wei stood up and said. "Nice to meet you. I have been waiting for you."
Dong Xuebing saw the man extending his hand out for a handshake and shook his hand. Dong Xuebing hesitated if he should shake with one hand or both hands and decided to use both hands. Although this person's rank is not much higher than him, he is still one level higher than him, and it's not wrong to be polite. But Dong Xuebing is also a kind person, and he will show it through his actions. Even when he shakes hands politely, Dong Xuebing's expression is not servile or overbearing. He is still very magnanimous.
Ma Wei also looked at Dong Xuebing.
After a brief introduction, Dong Xuebing took out the letter of appointment and passed it to Ma Wei.
Ma Wei looked at it and nodded. "The Minister is not around today. He is out for work. You will be taking over today. Ok. Let me bring you out."
Dong Xuebing smiled. "Ok. Thank you, Minister Ma."
Ma Wei replied. "Don't mention it. Where is your luggage? Do you want me to get someone to help you carry it? "
Dong Xuebing replied. "No need. I had arrived a few days ago and had gone to Jiaolin County. I had left my luggage there, and I only have a leather bag with me. Haha."
Ma Wei replied. "Ok. Wait for me for a while. We will leave after I settle my work here. I also need to call a taxi."
Dong Xuebing replied. "Ok. Just carry on with your work. There is no hurry."
Dong Xuebing sat on the sofa and did not play with his phone. He poured himself a cup of warm water and drank it slowly. From Executive Deputy Minister Ma Wei's eyes, Dong Xuebing could tell that the City Government should know about the trouble he had caused in Jiaolin County. That's why Ma Wei was looking at him strangely.
Dong Xuebing was also sure of one thing.
That was, his appointment this time did not seem to be very welcomed by the city.
Why? Dong Xuebing could tell from the fact that the Head of the Organization Department was not around. In the past, when Dong Xuebing's rank was lower than now, the Head of the Organization Department would bring him to the Head of the Organization Department. This was not only a sign of respect, but it was also a sign of their attitude. The date of Dong Xuebing's appointment was set half a month ago, and the local authorities should know about it. Even the guards at the entrance know Dong Xuebing's name. It's impossible. But he is not in the office at this time and chose to go out at this time. This shows he is not taking Dong Xuebing seriously. He should not want Dong Xuebing to be promoted or does not want to have any contact with Dong Xuebing. That's why he is acting this way. Dong Xuebing does not believe the Head of the Organization Department has something urgent to attend to. Everyone in the government has their own reasons for doing things. In the government sector, people are not as considerate as they are in real life. Sometimes, people are doing things purposely.
As for why?
Dong Xuebing knew.
This is the Fang Family's territory, and Fang Wenping had given Dong Xuebing a heads-up. The Fang Family's trusted aides should know about Dong Xuebing's promotion. Someone must have informed them beforehand, and that's why Dong Xuebing was threatened on his first day. The Provincial Government and City Government do not welcome him, and it will be hard for Dong Xuebing to carry out his work in the future.
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