Power and Wealth

Afternoon.

A little more.

In the district political axe small meeting room, the street office and the main deputy cadres of the China Merchants Bureau gradually arrived early in the meeting room, sat down, chatted, and laughed. However, when Dong Xuebin came in from outside, this situation changed immediately. I don't know who whispered something. The venue seemed to be quiet for a moment. Many people went back to their heads, and their suspicious eyes fell on Dong Xuebin's face.

Dong Xuebinton became the focus of the whole scene, but no one took the initiative to greet him.

Chu Qinghua of Ping An Street Office had just arrived, and after rubbing his shoulders with Dong Xuebin, he sat in the middle row with no expression on his face, as if he had not been seen. District Director of China Merchants Bureau Pan Zhengyi came in through the door and saw Dong Xuebin's back. He stagnated, turned a bend and sat far from the other side to the back row.

As in the case of the compound, Dong Xuebin was isolated.

If Dong Xuebin only offends one district leader, everyone is not like this, after all, factional relations in one district cannot be a team together, offend this side, the other side can also have a chance, but the entire Nanshan region now has only kings and Geng system, but Dong Xuebin offended both series of horses from top to bottom, the problem is huge, so no one is willing to rush into any contact and involvement with Dong Xuebin. Otherwise, it will inevitably mislead the leadership in the long term of the Yuehua district of power at this time, what does that mean? You have a good relationship with Dong Xuebin?

A moment later.

The conference room gradually sounded like chatter again.

Dong Xuebin, look at this. Look at that. Nobody cares about themselves. He can't get off the stage when he's on a pause. Hey, you guys?

Dong Xuebin lacked virtue. The more people didn't want to talk to him, the more compact he was.

“Ouch, old Pan!” Dong Xuebin saw Pan Jingyi just sitting in the back row. He immediately showed a passionate look on his face. He walked up happily. Under the stunned gaze of Pan Jingyi, Dong Xuebin sat beside him on his shoulders, looking familiar. "When did old Pan come? Didn't see you? How's it going? How's the Merchants? How many indicators have been completed this year? ”

Pan Jung-yi is dying, paralyzed, old Pan? Still hugging my shoulder? When the fuck did I get to know you so well?

Pan Zhengyi's cousin Pan Zhou in Dafeng County was screwed by Dong Xuebin, who was still the director of the China Merchants Bureau, so he hasn't been a little fond of Dong Xuebin.

“Pam, are you free at night? Let's have dinner! ”

“Night? I have business at night. ”

“You can't stop eating, walk, I'll buy you then, we haven't had a drink together in a long time. ”

Pan Jung-yi almost threw up blood. Fuck you! When have I ever had a drink with you? Once, but that was Chu Tsinghua's son getting married! It's dinner at the wedding table! What, you sound like you and I are intimately acquainted? Dong Xuebin! You're too weak! Didn't you say something about me? Pan Zhengyi's face turned green and looked at the watch, "It's a little while before I leave. I'll go to the bathroom.” After that, he stood up and left. Pan Zhengyi didn't want to be seen by Yuehua District Governor Dong Xuebin wrapping his shoulders around him.

Seeing Pan Zhengyi's expression, Dong Xuebin was delighted, his gaze swept away, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up and walked to the middle row. "Yo, drink, Chu! ”

Chu Qinghua's body was crooked and he almost didn't sit steady.

Dong Xuebin sat in the seat next to Chu Qinghua and laughed: “I've been looking for you for half a day. I've set a table for the evening. Let's have dinner together! ”

Chu Qinghua's eyes jumped, “I'm not feeling well today, I'm not going. ”

Dong Xuebin immediately cared: “Yo, what's wrong? Where's the pain? ”

“... my stomach is not very strong, I have an old problem. ”

“You told me earlier that I had recently learned some medicine, and that I would treat you at night, so that you could get rid of it. ”

Chu Qinghua almost cursed her! You stay the fuck away from me, I'm not sick!

Dong Xuebin showed the background, fighting ability and fearless behavior in the battle with the district leaders over and over again. Few people in Nanshan have been willing to proactively offend him. This girl is a gangster in the cadre army, a plague god, who has bad luck with whom. So even though Chu Qinghua hated Dong Xuebin's street robbing the old model unit of their office, Chu Qinghua didn't have a seizure at this time.

At this point, the meeting room will take a moment.

A young woman under thirty walked in.

“Secretary Ma. ”

“Secretary Ma. ”

The staff of the two District Axes Offices at the door greeted her with courtesy.

Marie asked, "Are the files ready? ”

"- [sic]" It's done. I'm just about ready to send it. ”

“Okay, show me first.” Marie took one of the materials and flipped it, nodded slightly, "Okay, send it, a little faster, Moon Hua District Governor will be here shortly. ”

“Understood.”

Dong Xuebin also looked at the past, although he had not spoken to this person, but of course he knew that the young woman in front of him was Geng Yuehua's secretary. Her name was Marie, well, perhaps a correspondent would be more appropriate. She was wearing the title of deputy director of the district political axe office. She heard that the style of action was quite smooth, and rarely dragged mud with water. She was probably following Geng Yuehua for a long time. She also followed Geng Yuehua's thunder wind when doing things.

Shortly after, Deputy Managing Director Shen Fei came in.

Afterwards, the high heels rushed off the venue, and Geng Yuehua pressed the shaft. The last one entered the conference room and sat on the podium. Today Geng Yuehua doesn't have makeup, but one face is still so beautiful and scary, and it seems like every time Dong Xuebin sees her, Geng Yuehua has the same expression, the same hairstyle, the same outfit, the same temperament, never changed, the antique is like the affection of a 60-70 year old man. But even so, it's like an antique porcelain game, but it hasn't changed for centuries, but how do you think it's beautiful?

As the mayor of the Moon Hua arrived, the little conference room was silent.

Everyone knows that Geng District can't rub the temper of sand in his eyes, and no one dares to cross his ears again.

Dong Xuebin also stopped chatting with Chu Qinghua Pan about justice. He sat back and looked at the stage.

At the beginning of the meeting, chaired by Shen Feishen District Manager, he picked up the microphone and briefly stated the theme of today's China Merchandise Workshop. "Tomorrow, after multiple contacts, an investment expedition from Tokyo will come to our district to study the investment project. The district has been preparing for this for a long time...”

Said it was an expedition?

Investment projects?

Dong Xuebin only found out that it had something to do with him.

When he was also the director of the Yantai County Bureau of Commerce, that is, about two months ago, he went to Japan once with the director of the Bureau of Commerce in all districts and counties of Fenzhou City. There was a China Merchants Association, which contacted Tokyo in the city. Then the regional and county merchants' groups showed their ability to pull people together. Yantai County did not contact any investors at that time because the resources and environment were worse than those in the city. In the end, when Dong Xuebin flew back, there was an air crash and he almost died. And this tour, the last time they went to Tokyo, Pan Zhengyi in Nanshan District contacted them, such a sizeable investment, obviously the district will not let go.

Shen Fei finished, Geng Yuehua answered the microphone with his face and said several instructions.

All you have to do is ask each street office to cooperate with this investment work. First, say hello to the next one, prepare for it, make a good impression on the investors. Second, turn on a green light appropriately. There are some important investment visits. It is best that the head of each street office take the investor with him personally and try to keep a few more investments to maximize the good investment environment in Nanshan District.

The cadres underneath are taking notes, sometimes focusing, sometimes thinking.

Dong Xuebin knows that most people pretend to be garlic, because the leader is looking down, you can not show any distracted expression, otherwise the leader will think that you did not take her words seriously. However, Dong Xuebin no longer had to pretend to be garlic, so he listened quietly and did not record anything.

When this was over, the microphone turned to Shen Fei's hand.

Shen District Governor looked down, holding a work report, and said, "Next, I'll tell you about the summaries of the first half of each street's investment work, um...” In a tone of voice, Shen Fei glanced at the middle and rear row, "Here, I will first name and criticize the Guangming Street Office. It has been July. Six months of investment work, the total amount of capital raised is only 15 million, and the actual funding is only 7 million! Director Dong, what happened to your office's recruitment work? Isn't that a little too bad for your first half of the year? ”

Criticism of naming - this is still rare at district investment workshops.

Dong Xuebin looked up at the chair table and did not speak.

Didn't you get the job done? In fact, this has nothing to do with Dong Xuebin. He only took up his post a month ago. The first six months of street work were the responsibility of the old secretary.

Shen Fei continued to criticize the issue of China Merchandising in Guangming Street. In fact, everyone at the venue knew that it was not Shen Fei who was in trouble with Guangming Street, but the head of Yuehua District who was in trouble with Dong Xuebin.

Pan Zhengyi looked at the back of Dong Xuebin's head in front, a bit of a disaster and joy.

Chu Qinghua and several neighboring street office directors also looked at each other and threw their gaze at Dong Xuebin and Geng Yuehua.

Finally! This is the beginning!

The mayor of Yuehua District was really pissed off by Dong Xuebin!

He broke into the party school for no reason, beat the face of the head of Yuehua District. This is an endless vendetta!

The meeting was concluded.

Geng Yuehua didn't even look at Dong Xuebin. The first person stood up and walked out with Mary, secretary, wearing an old face.

Dong Xuebin also randomly packed up his things. His expression naturally walked out of the conference room, as if the person who had just been named and criticized was not him.

Many people looked at Dong Xuebin's back and said that you were really calm, but they all knew Dong Xuebin didn't have a good time later.

……

(To be continued)