At the Jiang City International Airport, Chen Xing pulled his suitcase and walked out of the airport slowly. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, Chen Xing heard a familiar voice in his heart. "Jiang City, here I come."
Several days had passed since the graduation ceremony of the Party School. After Chen Xing rested leisurely at home for a few days, the organization department informed him that Chen Xing's free and relaxed days had come to an end.
The Jiang City Cadres Meeting was scheduled to be held the day after tomorrow. After contacting Chen Xing, the organization department of Jianghai Provincial Party Committee informed Chen Xing that he only needed to arrive tomorrow. The Jiang City Cadres kept in touch with Chen Xing and asked when Chen Xing would arrive so that they could arrange to welcome him at the airport.
Chen Xing did not give Jiang City an exact time of arrival, so he came here early today.
Obviously, Chen Xing was too familiar with Jiang City. He had experienced the unforgettable pain of a breakup in this city when he just graduated from college. Later, he followed Zhou Mingfang to work in the provincial capital and stood in this city again. Many of Chen Xing's experiences were related to this city. It was this city that made him experience from a young age after graduating from college to maturity. It was this city that made him understand the big difference between a cruel society and a beautiful ivory tower. It was this city that made him understand the reality and what it meant to be well-matched.
And today, he, Chen Xing, was here again.
Without informing anyone in advance, Chen Xing came silently. This mayor, who would be appointed as the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Jiang City at the Jiang City Cadres Meeting the day after tomorrow and was nominated as a candidate for the mayor of Jiang City, was quietly standing in the taxi waiting area outside the airport with his suitcase.
To the city. After getting in a taxi, Chen Xing said to the taxi driver.
"Okay." The taxi driver was a man in his 40s or 50s, and he answered heartily.
The taxi sped towards the city. Chen Xing looked at the scenery outside the window with a nostalgic look. He was very familiar with Jiang City, but he hadn't been here for a year or two. He felt that it was familiar and a little strange at the same time.
"Little brother, where are you going to the city?" After a few minutes, the taxi driver turned around and asked.
When we reach the city center, you can drop me off at any hotel. Chen Xing thought for a while and said.
In that case, how about Hualong Hotel? It's faster there, and it can help you save some money. The taxi driver laughed.
Alright, let's go to the Hualong Hotel. Chen Xing nodded with a smile and did not object. He knew that many taxi drivers actually had a cooperative relationship with hotels and guesthouses. For example, they could take a commission if they sent a person to a hotel. These were all ways of doing things. However, since he had asked the other party to explain, there was no need for him to take it seriously.
At this moment, the taxi driver could not help but smile. Perhaps it was because he had met a passenger like Chen Xing who was easy to talk to, or perhaps it was because he had a good harvest today.
Little brother, are you here on a business trip? The taxi driver was in a good mood and took the initiative to chat with Chen Xing.
It wasn't a business trip. He was here to work.
Is that so? Is it a state-owned enterprise, a private enterprise, or a government unit? The taxi driver asked curiously. Obviously, he was also very gossipy.
Government units. Chen Xing smiled.
Government units? Oh, good job. Jiang City is a good place. It's a developed coastal city. I heard that the civil servants here have high salaries and good benefits, much better than the civil servants in small cities in the west.
Brother, which province are you from? When Chen Xing heard the taxi driver's words, he could not help but ask with a smile.
I'm from Nangui Province. Our economy is backward, and the treatment of civil servants is worse than that of your coastal city.
Brother, this is not necessarily true. You have never worked there, so how would you know? Chen Xing laughed.
I've been in Jiang City for almost ten years and I'm very familiar with this place. Before I drove a taxi, I was a driver for a boss. At that time, I often followed him to socialize with some government officials. Thanks to the boss, I could sometimes sit and eat with him. I've heard a lot about your government. Thinking back to that time, I was really happy. The work was easy, and I could eat and drink with the boss every day. Life was really comfortable. If the boss's factory hadn't closed down, I definitely wouldn't be driving a taxi now. The taxi driver seemed to have turned on his chatterbox and could not stop talking.
Even if you've heard some things about the government and understood the treatment and benefits of civil servants here, you've said that you've been in Jiang City for almost ten years. This shows that you rarely stay in Nangui Province. How do you know that the treatment of civil servants in Nangui Province is poor? Chen Xing glanced at the taxi driver with a smile, intending to argue with him. In fact, the taxi driver was right. There were differences in the salaries and benefits of civil servants in different provinces. This was related to the development of the local economy. With the economic level of Nangui Province, it was definitely much worse than Jiang City.
Brother, you don't know this. My son works in the Provincial Development and Reform Commission. His monthly salary is only four thousand. You say it's not bad? And he works in the Provincial Development and Reform Commission, which is even worse than a civil servant in an ordinary office in Jiang City. The taxi driver sighed. So it's better to go to the developed coastal city to make money.
How many years has your son worked in the Provincial Development and Reform Commission? What's his level? Chen Xing asked with interest.
Hey, he's only been here for four or five years, and he's still a small staff member. I have no money, no background, and no ability to help him. I can only rely on him to work hard. The taxi driver curled his lips helplessly.
When Chen Xing heard the taxi driver's words, he subconsciously wanted to reply that the taxi driver did not have to think that the government agencies were so dark. If you have the ability, you can still be promoted. Don't always think about currying favor with others. However, when the words were just about to come out of his mouth, Chen Xing did not say them in the end. Even he himself felt that these words were quite hypocritical. Perhaps he was willing to believe that the atmosphere in the government agencies would only become more and more clear in the future, but this was not something that could be achieved overnight.
As he chatted with the taxi driver, he inadvertently turned his head to look out of the window. Chen Xing suddenly froze. The familiar face under the traffic light outside the window was none other than Zeng Jing.
Why was she here? Chen Xing frowned slightly, and his heart was full of doubts. If he was not mistaken, Zeng Jing was directing the traffic. But this should not be the case. Zeng Jing was the deputy director of the district sub-bureau. How did she become a traffic policeman directing the traffic?
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