Mr. Song was sitting at one end of the desk, leisurely drinking the dragon ball brewed by Ge Dami. Although he was from Yun Province, his favorite drink was jasmine tea, which was considered a unique thing on this desk.
This time, almost all of the more than 30 veteran cadres from Yun Province came to the compound to attend the working meeting of veteran cadres, except for some leaders who had difficulty moving and were recuperating at home. This was also rare in the history of Yun Province.
The movement related to the great rectification movement in the official system is closely related to everyone.
The person presiding over the meeting was not Deputy Governor Li, but Cao Hongfei, who had just been promoted and served as the chief official officer of Yun Province. Although it can be regarded as a local force, everyone knows that without Mr. Song, Cao Hongfei would never have been able to sit in this position in his life.
"Let me talk about a small matter first." President Song ignored the livid Mu Zhi: "The addition of two comrades, Cao Hongfei and Luan Zhengping, to the committee was carefully decided by the organization.
The main reason for this is that the province considers that Yun Province's anti-crime, anti-drug, and anti-smuggling work has heavy tasks and a heavy workload. If everything is easy to communicate with the boss, it will waste time and easily delay the war opportunity. Therefore, he specially applied to Kyoto and obtained special permission to join the committee.
Everyone knows Comrade Cao Hongfei. He is an old man in Yun Province’s official service system. He is dedicated and serious in his work and has been awarded first-class merit many times. Such an old man, who is young, strong and capable and has a good understanding of the work of Yun Province’s official service system, will be rewarded early. He should be promoted.
Comrade Luan Zhengping is the chief in Kyoto. He is very dedicated to cracking down on crime, anti-drugs, and combating smuggling. I hope that everyone here will not be biased and cooperate with Comrade Luan Zhengping's work. "
Luan Zhengping and President Song finished, stood up, and bowed slightly to the bosses. He sat down again without saying a word.
This made the old Yun Sheng people present realize that this time they were going to take action for real.
The main tone of this meeting is to set a tone. From now on, the focus of the Yun Province official system will be on cracking down on crime, anti-drugs, and combating smuggling.
Mu Qiqi's face was livid. He was attending as a retired veteran cadre, but until now, he could not decide which department the provincial party committee appointed him to. Now, he can't quit even if he wants to, and he has no job and no unit. Moreover, we must respond to Mr. Song’s call at any time...
Moreover, you said that adding two more provincial committee members is a trivial matter.
The real reason why he has always been indifferent is because there are seven voting members of the Standing Committee of the province, and among these seven, four are purely from the Pamu family, and with the help of Vice Governor Li, even if he is not in the province , still controls the say in the province.
However, if the number of Standing Committee members increases to nine, and Cao Hongfei has obviously pledged his allegiance to President Song, and Luan Yunping himself is a member of President Song, it will become a five-on-four situation, and the right to speak will be completely lost.
In other words, before adding more members to the Standing Committee, if President Song wants to issue a decree that is not conducive to the Mu family, as long as four members of the Standing Committee raise their hands to oppose it, the decree issued by President Song will be aborted.
But now there is no such worry.
This is progress for Mr. Song, but it is a step back for Mu.
This completely disillusioned the backbone of the Mu family who had some illusions about Mr. Song.
Ye Mu fully realized that Mr. Song was a wolf in sheep's clothing...
It's ridiculous to say that, growing up, in Mu Zhongzhi's eyes, President Song was just a pampered lamb. With Old General Song still alive, he rose through the ranks and finally took the position of chief of the weapons group.
Just a little bit of the achievements and experience of the ruling party can take the final step and transform the fish into a dragon.
In order to maintain the relationship between the Mu family and the Song family, Mu Zhongzhi spared no effort to encourage Mr. Song to go to Yun Province.
According to his understanding of Mr. Song, such an old man who has been working in the enterprise for many years has some official skills, but has no experience in governing.
As long as he lands in Yun Province, the Mu family will still have the final say in all major affairs in the province.
In other words, although he retreated to the second line, he still controlled the overall situation of Yun Province, and eventually pushed Mu Jianguo to the top.
President Song transformed into a dragon and flew to Kyoto, and Mu Jianguo also took power.
But what I never expected was that Mr. Song also had ambitions.
People like Yun Sheng are not afraid of you doing anything wrong, but they are afraid of you doing something good.
Because any action he takes will be a blow to the heads of all the old people in Yun Province.
It is already the end of September, and the red leaves in Nanshan are all red.
The red valley is truly stunning.
Liu Yue supported her great-grandpa and walked slowly toward the top of the mountain along the gently sloping mountain road, stepping on the fallen red leaves.
Old General Song is over ninety years old. He is neither blind nor deaf. He drinks two taels of wine and a cigarette every noon... His legs and feet are so agile that he does not look like a birthday man.
He would walk this mountain road every day as long as it was not windy or rainy.
The reason why she let Liu Yue support her was because she really liked this cute and pretty little granddaughter from the bottom of her heart: "Your mother is also heartless. She hasn't come to see me for more than ten days."
Liu Yue burst into laughter, and her silver bell-like laughter echoed through the mountains and forests: "Your old lady also said that it has only been ten days, and she will probably go up the mountain tomorrow. When I came, she said she was going to Niujie Street. , go buy you and grandpa, the Ye family’s grandpa’s favorite sauce beef.”
General Song shook his head and smiled: "Lao Ye, Lao Liu and I have the same hobby. No, Lao Ye's favorite food is stewed and cooked with fire. He said that the first bite he ate when he came to Kyoto was braised pork. I fell in love with it when I cooked it, and I haven’t gotten tired of eating it for decades..."
"Grandpa Ye's family said that braised and cooked food is a welfare for the poor."
"Yes, in those days, eating meat was just a luxury for the poor, so the people of Kyoto stewed their unwanted sesame. But beef was only for the rich."
Old General Song has been upright and aboveboard all his life, and has never concealed the cognitive gap between him and Old General Ye. Because he was born rich, while General Ye was born poor.
Eating beef is the daily meal of General Song. But for General Ye, having a braised and roasted meal is equivalent to celebrating the New Year.
"Didn't your mother buy braised pork?"
Liu Yue rolled her eyes at him cutely: "Grandma, are you jealous?"
General Song laughed loudly: "Are you kidding? I am jealous of Lao Ye, but it is just a mouthful of braise and fire. Besides, Lao Ye is afraid of poverty in his life. He wants to eat more and occupy more of everything..."
Liu Yue murmured to herself: "The Braised and Huo Shao will be delicious if you buy it tomorrow morning. If my great-grandpa likes it, I will go back and tell my mother and ask her to buy you one too..."
Old General Song laughed dumbly: "Ghost girl, I heard that the old lady of the Ye family gave you a silver bracelet."
"Well!" Liu Yue proudly stretched out her left hand, her sleeve slipped off, and on her white jade wrist, a simple and black silver bracelet was firmly placed on it.
"Do you know the origin of this bracelet?"
Liu Yue shook her head blankly.
"This is your Grandma Ye's dowry, and it is also the only valuable thing in the Ye family for so many years." Old General Song smiled a little bitterly: "Every time when Old Yeshan ran out of money, he took out this silver bracelet and roared , I have money..."
