"Okay, you don't accept it, right? I'll have a good fight with you."
As a master of materials, Zhou Mi clearly saw the shortcomings of Zhang Wenxiong's manuscript (Zhou Mi felt that it could not be called a manuscript at all), and specialized in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction.
"Look at your words, 'Let us be like children under the sun, running hard with a pure heart and welcoming a bright and bright tomorrow for organizational work in the new era!'"
"What are you saying? Do you know who you are writing for? It is for the Minister of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee! Can the Minister say such a thing?"
"Or are you facing the grassroots organization ministers across the province? Is it disgusting? Is it greasy or not? Do you think this is a TV station party?! Huh?!"
"You also said that you wrote a speech for the president of Beijing University? You just gave him such a manuscript? He stopped laughing?!"
In fact, Zhang Wenxiong has never written a manuscript for the principal secretary at all. The principal secretary is a serious ministerial leader. There are so many cadres around him who write manuscripts. How can he be a student?
It was just a campus speech. He participated in writing a press release and published it in the school newspaper, nothing more.
This incident was amplified by his non-obviousness and he wrote a manuscript for the secretary and principal, and even he was deceived.
Self-paralysis, self-brainwashing...
"Let's talk about this, directly quoting an ancient poem as a subtitle, 'Ask the canal how clear it is, so that there is a source of living water.' How can you draft a subtitle like this? Are you writing poetry or material?"
Zhou Hanyang and Ning Bin both laughed. They really found it funny. It was the first time they saw someone writing material like this. They were really talented.
He is a talented person from Beijing University, but his way of thinking is really unmatched by ordinary people.
At this level, Liang Jiangtao is not even worthy of carrying his shoes!
Zhang Wenxiong's face turned green and red. Originally, he was extremely confident in this manuscript. Just now, he thought that Zhou Mi was trying to suppress him deliberately. But now that Zhou Mi pointed out the problem, he himself felt that it was not appropriate. Strangely, he Why didn’t you feel that when you wrote it?
At that time, I just felt so passionate and my head was so hot that I piled up all kinds of gorgeous words without thinking.
After writing it, I felt like I was filled with energy. It was an unprecedented masterpiece, and I didn’t read it in detail.
In fact, as a top student in the Chinese Department of Peking University, Zhang Wenxiong's writing ability is very good, his basic skills are also very solid, and he has read a lot of books. If he concentrates on studying for a few years, he will definitely become a pen master.
But potential is not the same as ability, and advantage is not the same as winning. It takes a lot of training and hard work to gradually unleash it.
The reason why Liang Jiangtao is able to write mature materials also comes from the tempering of the twenty years before his rebirth!
Everything has a threshold, and the threshold for writing is especially high, let alone political materials that are at the top of the writing pyramid!
The problem with Zhang Wenxiong is that he has a high self-esteem and high self-positioning. He wants to be a penman from the beginning and wants to run before he has learned to walk. He is seriously out of touch with reality and distorts the growth pattern of materials workers.
Liang Jiangtao watched all this with cold eyes.
In fact, he met many such people before his rebirth, but none of them were as confident and arrogant as Zhang Wenxiong. They exposed their ignorance to others and dared to contradict the leader in person.
With Zhang Wenxiong's character, he should not stay in the system.
Either you will remain frustrated and sink, or you will suffer a big fall.
In his opinion, apart from being a graduate of Peking University, Zhang Wenxiong has absolutely no merit.
"Okay, let's not talk about form and language style first, let me talk about content!" Zhou Mi stared at Zhang Wenxiong and continued, "I told you how to write it before, but did you listen? Is it the same as what I said? ? Tell me now, what I said at that time, repeat it to me!"
"I told you...I have to write four points..."
Zhang Wenxiong's voice was like a mosquito bite. He only remembered that Zhou Mi said he would write four points at the beginning, but he didn't listen to the rest of the words. Even if he did, it went in one ear and out the other, and he had long since left it in Java.
"Very good, you still remember four o'clock? But what time did you write?"
It was okay if I didn’t say it, but I became even more angry when I mentioned Zhou Mi. Zhang Wenxiong wrote a total of ten points!
"You wrote ten points! How could the leader talk about so many points? Do you think it's a political report?"
Zhou Mi slammed his materials on the table.
Zhang Wen was eloquent and his face turned purple...
"Also, you didn't follow the main line I mentioned at all, and you didn't write any of the questions I mentioned. Do you know that you only wrote the second half of the material! It must echo the first half! Liang Jiangtao I did a good job and basically took care of everything, but what about you? Man said that your writing is not good. Even if your writing is good, can it be combined with the previous one? Can it be used? So, your material is useless! You are so useless! You can’t use a single word! You are just wasting everyone’s time!”
Zhou Mi's voice got louder and louder as he spoke, startling Zhou Hanyang and the others!
"You just don't care about politics! You don't understand the rules!"
After Zhou Mi finished speaking, he felt still angry and added another sentence, which showed how much he disliked Zhang Wenxiong.
These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhang Wenxiong's heart so hard that he was on the verge of collapse.
Growing up, he only received praise and affirmation from his teachers, and his parents were extremely proud of him. When had anyone ever criticized him?
In fact, his psychology is extremely fragile.
Arrogant people often have low self-esteem deep down...
What Zhou Mi said was reasonable and well-founded, and it was he who contradicted him first. At this time, he did not dare to refute, and he only had ten thousand regrets.
Too impulsive.
Careless!
"Since you are so awesome, you better not come to the research laboratory. I will tell Minister Wan Jun that the laboratory temple is too small to accommodate your giant Buddha. You should find another job!"
Zhou Mi waved his hand and said another harsh word.
When Zhang Wenxiong heard this, he was immediately frightened.
Although he is arrogant, he still understands the basic rules and respects his leadership.
Seeing that Zhou Mi was about to report to the minister, I was anxious and afraid!
He opened his mouth to speak, but before the words came out, tears started to flow out.
Zhang Wenxiong was shocked, how could he shed tears?
You try your best to hold it back, but this is how emotions come up, the more you suppress them, the more they will explode.
In the end, Zhang Wenxiong's tears turned into rivers and seas, and he broke down and cried.
Zhou Mi and others were stunned. They were so arrogant and arrogant just now. Why did it end with just a few words?
The grown man is crying!
Such a gaffe?
Is this really a top student from Beijing University?
Zhou Mi was also stunned. He didn't expect that he would scold a big boy to tears. How cruel would he think he was if word spread?
The hand holding the phone just hung there, neither typing nor putting it down.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"woo woo woo woo......."
Zhang Wenxiong wanted to control his tears, but he couldn't.
I wanted to explain, but no words came out.
