They stood in the same place for a while. Chen Xing turned to Wu Gang and said, "Brother Wu, it's getting late. Let's go back."
"Okay." Wu Gang nodded.
The two of them parted on the spot. Chen Xingxian watched Wu Gang take a taxi back, but he wasn't in a hurry to hail one. He was quite familiar with the streets of Rivertown. This place wasn't far from the Rivertown Hotel. It would only take him 20 to 30 minutes to walk back.
The night passed quietly. The next day, Chen Xing came to the office early as usual.
Cai Jiachang was cleaning in Chen Xing's office. Cai Jiachang was not surprised that Chen Xing came to work earlier than usual. On the second day after she was arranged by Ma Xiaoning to serve Chen Xing, she came early to clean the office for Chen Xing. She was shocked to see Chen Xing already sitting in the office. The next day, she learned to be smart and came to the office one hour earlier than usual. Finally, she arrived earlier than Chen Xing. Cai Jiachang was used to Chen Xing's habit of coming to the office early these days.
"Cai, didn't I say that you don't have to do the cleaning work yourself?" Chen Xing saw Cai Jiachang and said with a smile.
"Mayor, I have nothing to do here early anyway." Cai Jiachang giggled. "Besides, a good day lies in the morning. Getting up early to work is good for the body and mind."
"Where did you hear this nonsense?" Hearing Cai Jiachang's words, Chen Xing shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't you girls like to stay in bed? You can come to the office during normal working hours every day."
"Mayor, you are talking about other girls. I don't have the habit of staying in bed." Cai Jiachang said seriously.
If her parents saw Cai Jiachang's serious look at this moment, they would not know whether to laugh or cry. Cai Jiachang, who liked to stay in bed since childhood, told others that she didn't have the habit of staying in bed.
Seeing that Cai Jiachang was busy, Chen Xing didn't say much and continued to read the documents. In the past few days, he had deliberately asked people to postpone the work arrangements to go out so that he could understand Jiang City 'on paper' first. As for how much of Jiang City's economic data on paper was falsified, he would have to find out in practice later.
Time passed quickly. Chen Xing had been in the office for a week, and the candidate for his secretary had not been decided yet. Outside, because Chen Xing had been staying in the office for a long time, some people had secretly given Chen Xing the nickname of "Closed-Door Mayor". No one knew who gave this nickname to Chen Xing, but it had spread among the cadres in the city.
In the city, there was a three-story western-style building in the downtown area. It was in the best area of the city, but it was quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle. It was surrounded by towering ancient trees, as if it was isolated from the hustle and bustle of the city, making this place seem deep and secluded.
The door of the small building was full of retro elements, which added a bit of Chinese style to this western-style building. Outside the door, there were some luxury cars parked sparsely. If someone who was familiar with the local political and business circles of Jiang City saw the license plates on the cars, he would probably be surprised that these big shots in the local business circles of Jiang City would often appear here.
On the first floor of the small building was a small library, equipped with various comfortable seats and sofas. There were also people who helped grind coffee and provide drinks and pastries. As for the second floor, it was a reception hall decorated in an antique style. It was high-end and dignified. On the third floor, there was a exhibition hall with various kinds of paintings on display. There was also an art studio separated by floor-to-ceiling windows.
At this moment, in the art studio on the third floor of the small building, a middle-aged man was quietly painting something. Next to him stood a good-looking woman who was watching.
The woman knew nothing about painting, nor did she know how to appreciate paintings. But when it came to the man's painting, the woman seemed to be very patient. She held a cup of steaming coffee in her hand and gently stirred it with a spoon.
"It's time to drink the coffee, otherwise it won't taste good." The woman blew a few mouthfuls of hot coffee and smiled.
"Put it on the side." The man stared at the drawing paper attentively without turning his head.
"Changyuan, what kind of person do you think Chen Xing is? He has been in office for more than ten days. Except for the first two days when he visited those retired cadres, he stayed in the office for the rest of the time. Don't you know that now people have given him the nickname of 'closed-door mayor'? " The woman put down the coffee and chuckled.
"Who cares what kind of person he is? Weiwei, as the president of the Chamber of Commerce, when did you start to worry so much?" The man smiled.
"It's because the new Mayor Chen is quite special. After all, he has the halo of the Zhang family. Even I can't help but be interested in him." Han Weiwei smiled.
Grandpa Zhang had passed away, and the Zhang family was no longer the Zhang family of the past. The man smiled and then shook his head. However, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. No matter how bad the Zhang family is, we don't have the qualifications to look down on them. No matter what, they are still bigger than us.
What he said was true. However, there was a saying that a strong dragon couldn't suppress a snake in its territory. People who didn't abide by the rules of the game would often become unwelcome. Han Weiwei smiled faintly. "I heard that this Chen Xing is a very sharp person.
He's a young man. If he doesn't have a bit of spirit, he can't be called a young man. At his age, he should be like that. Otherwise, the cadres of the Party would be lifeless. " The middle-aged man curled his lips disapprovingly. "I quite admire his character."
While they were talking, the middle-aged man suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, haven't you decided on a secretary for Chen Xing?
Not yet, right? Why? " Han Weiwei looked at the man.
"Nothing. The day before yesterday, Old Yu came to me and said that his nephew is in the Organization Department. He wanted to ask me for help to see if his nephew could become Chen Xing's secretary. I almost forgot about it." The man smiled.
You, besides these paintings, what else can you be interested in? Tell me, you haven't been home for a few days. You've been sleeping here all day. Those who don't know might think that I'm a bad wife. Even my husband doesn't dare to go home. " Han Weiwei pouted. She was almost forty years old, but she acted like a little girl. It was a different kind of flirtatious look.
People lived their lives to be free and unrestrained. They didn't care what others said. The man smiled. "Alright, since you remembered this, you should go and help Old Yu. If you can succeed, then do it. If you can't, then forget it. At least we've done our part, lest Old Yu asks us about it." The middle-aged man smiled.
When Han Weiwei heard her husband's words, she could only smile bitterly. Her husband was like this. Other than his beloved paintings, he didn't care about anything else. She was the one in charge of everything at home and outside. She was also the one in charge of interpersonal relationships and social circles. Sometimes, Han Weiwei thought that if her husband had been willing to pursue an official career, he would have been at least at the head level.
"Old Yu is very capable. Why doesn't he try his best? Why does he have to beg you for help?" Han Weiwei asked as she collected her thoughts.
"No matter how capable he is, it depends on the situation."
Han Weiwei was stunned when she heard that. Then, she understood. Chen Xing had just taken office. It could be said that he didn't have many interpersonal relationships in the local political and business circles. There were too few people who could talk to him.
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