Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

half an hour.

Gao Yuliang stood by the window, lit a cigarette, and took deep drags without saying a word.

Qi Tongwei was unwilling to give up, "Teacher."

Gao Yuliang turned to look at him, "Qi Tongwei, now you say you have no love for Liang Lu, but who was it that knelt down and proposed to Liang Lu in public back then?"

"You're being ungrateful, taking advantage of others and then acting innocent."

With just a few words, Qi Tongwei was rendered speechless.

Qi Tongwei said with a wry smile, "Teacher, I also had nowhere else to go back then!"

I graduated from university with excellent grades and outstanding abilities, but because I refused to obey Liang Lu, she deliberately targeted me and sent me to a judicial office in a remote town!

Later, I was on a mission to apprehend spies at Guying Ridge. I was shot three times, narrowly escaped death, and made a great contribution, which earned me commendation from the province and the ministry.

In the end, it still couldn't change the fate of struggling!

Teacher, tell me, is this really fair?

Back then, Chen Yang also broke up with me; I really had no choice.

Years of pent-up resentment erupted at this moment.

Gao Yuliang pushed up his glasses. "Tongwei, I understand this feeling better than you do."

My decision to leave teaching for politics wasn't out of greed for power or a desire for fame. It was precisely because of your situation that I wanted to make some changes.

But after all these years, I've seen through it all.

There are some things that I, Gao Yuliang, cannot change on my own.

Without the Liang family's support and guidance, you wouldn't be where you are today.

Don't you think so?

There were some things Gao Yuliang didn't want to say, but he couldn't hold back anymore.

Liang Lu's father, Liang Qunfeng, had been a mentor to Gao Yuliang.

It was Liang Qunfeng who appointed Gao Yuliang, who then left Handong University and embarked on his official career.

Although Qi Tongwei was a little unconvinced, he nodded and said, "Teacher, I know, I will do as you say."

Gao Yuliang sat back in his office chair. "Tongwei, I don't care about anything else."

Mind your own business.

Now is a crucial time for your promotion; you absolutely cannot afford any trouble at home.

Otherwise, you can forget about making any progress.

The worst thing is to make a mistake, which can lead to complete failure.

"Okay, teacher." Qi Tongwei remembered tomorrow's arrangements. "Oh, right, teacher, Governor Song is going to the Martyrs' Cemetery to pay respects tomorrow and specifically asked me to accompany him."

Gao Yuliang smiled. "Tongwei, I know. Governor Song personally called me and invited me to go with him. Ji Changming will also be there."

Qi Tongwei looked surprised and sighed softly.

"Teacher, what a big fuss!"

Gao Yuliang remarked with emotion: "Tongwei, read more books and understand more things; this is the essence of governance."

When a high-ranking official takes charge of a region, it is routine for him to visit martyrs' cemeteries, meet with retired cadres, and conduct research at the grassroots level at the beginning of his term.

Firstly, it serves to commemorate the martyrs and win over the hearts of the people.

Secondly, it establishes an image of respecting the elderly and wins the support of retired cadres.

Thirdly, this opportunity will serve to integrate the leadership team and strengthen team cohesion.

It turns out that every action has a profound meaning.

Qi Tongwei nodded slowly, seemingly lost in thought. "Teacher, on the other hand, Secretary Sha doesn't seem to have done that."

Gao Yuliang shook his head. "Not necessarily."

Tongwei, don't try to guess what he's thinking.

Perhaps Secretary Sha had already planned and acted on this in advance.

Or perhaps, he has other plans.

You just don't know it.

We should never judge a book by its cover.

Otherwise, a situation might arise.

Qi Tongwei asked curiously, "Teacher, what's going on?"

Gao Yuliang laughed, "That's like someone selling you out, and you're still counting the money for them."

Hearing this, Qi Tongwei felt a little embarrassed.

the other side.

Organization Department of the CPC Hantong Provincial Committee.

Minister's Office.

Wu Chunlin slumped on the sofa, leaning back slightly, his eyes vacant.

Sigh after sigh.

He raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing temples.

suffocated.

regret.

He had only raised his hand and approved the freeze, and within half a day he was ordered to write a self-criticism.

In all his years in politics, he had never been treated so humiliatingly.

The most pressing issue right now is no longer being reprimanded.

Rather, it was a somewhat strained relationship between her and Song Yunhui.

Throughout today's meeting, Song Yunhui withstood the pressure and rejected the freeze, demonstrating exceptional vision and courage.

Repairing a relationship is incredibly difficult.

What?

No solution.

Wu Chunlin took out his cigarette case, shook out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, but did not light it, his brows furrowed.

He quickly reviewed his network of contacts and considered who to ask to mediate and act as a bridge between them.

The first person who came to mind was Ding Jianguo.

Ding Jianguo is now deeply trusted by Song Yunhui and is currently the most sought-after figure in the Handong Provincial Government.

But as soon as the thought popped into his head, he immediately nipped it in the bud.

He and Ding Jianguo had only ever been nodding acquaintances.

There is no friendship, no human touch, and no interaction.

Asking for help at such a critical moment will only be seen as opportunism and sycophancy.

Not only did they fail to get on the bridge, they also became a laughing stock.

Asking for help from someone you don't know well is just asking for humiliation.

Then, he thought of Gao Yuliang.

Gao Yuliang has been deeply rooted in Handong for decades, with a solid foundation and numerous students.

If someone is willing to step in and mediate, the situation will surely ease.

After a moment's consideration, Wu Chunlin abandoned the idea.

Gao Yuliang is shrewd and calculating, and he only ever does business that is guaranteed to make a profit.

Gao Yuliang would never rashly step into the fray and get himself involved in this mess.

Going to find Gao Yuliang would be a complete waste of time and energy.

After much deliberation, with no way out and no way to turn around, Wu Chunlin felt that the road ahead was bleak and he was stuck in a stalemate.

One wrong step in the officialdom of Handong can lead to being controlled at every turn.

Just as he was feeling frustrated and helpless, the landline on his desk rang.

Actually, it's a bit annoying, and I really don't want to answer.

Unfortunately, the phone kept ringing.

Wu Chunlin stood up and casually answered the phone, "Hello, this is Wu Chunlin, who is this?"

"Minister Wu, hello, I am Zhou Haoyang, the secretary of Governor Song Yunhui."

Song Yunhui's secretary!

Wu Chunlin felt like he had been given a pillow just when he was sleepy.

Zhou Haoyang called to deliver a message: "Governor Song, tea and desserts have been prepared. Please come to the Provincial Party Committee Compound No. 2 at 5:30 for tea and a chat."

A simple invitation is an extremely friendly signal.

The steps were coming, and Wu Chunlin smiled.

Wu Chunlin was a little excited. "Please tell Governor Song that I will arrive on time shortly and will definitely not delay things."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Chunlin let out a long sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

Having spent half his life in officialdom, he knew all too well the ins and outs of it.

If Song Yunhui held a grudge about what happened during the day, this wouldn't have happened.

Inviting someone to have tea is not about holding them accountable; it's about giving them an opportunity, a way out, and saving face.

An evening tea party is a good opportunity to mend relationships.

Li Dakang, Tian Guofu, and others also received invitations from Song Yunhui to have tea.

Wu Chunlin attached great importance to it.

Appearance reflects attitude, and attire reflects stance.

The more critical the juncture, the less room there is for complacency.

The opportunity has arrived; we must seize it.

Wu Chunlin returned to the No. 5 compound of the Provincial Party Committee. "Wife, I'm back."

His wife, Zhang Ke, was reading a book.

Zhang Ke is currently a professor in the Department of Chinese Language and Literature at Handong University.

Zhang Ke looked up at the sound, glanced at Wu Chunlin's slightly flustered expression, and spoke calmly.

"Chunlin, why are you back so early today?"

Have you finished dealing with things at work?

Wu Chunlin walked quickly to the clothes rack and picked up a set of clothes.

While changing clothes, she said, "I had a bit of an unpleasant experience with Governor Song during the meeting today."

Governor Song, you're a magnanimous person, please forgive my petty offenses and invite me over for tea.