Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

Lu Xiaola didn't care what Zhong Zhengmian was like; she just came to spite him.

Once the objective is achieved, leave immediately.

When they arrived at the door and saw Cao Yanwen, they only gave him a perfunctory greeting.

Upon entering the ward, Cao Yanwen comforted Zhong Zhengmian, "Old Zhong, it's just a snake bite, why be so afraid?"

Chung Cheng-mian said with a wry smile, "Sigh! The psychological impact on me is at least the size of a football field. What can I do?"

Cao Yanwen, on the contrary, said, "Your external injury will definitely heal in ten or eight days, nothing serious."

Perhaps you should see a psychologist.

Emotional trauma can heal quickly if you find a good psychologist.

If left unchecked, it could have lifelong consequences.

Chung Cheng-mian immediately sat down, put on his shoes, and got out of bed. "I'm being discharged. I'll go see a psychologist right now."

I don't want to stay cooped up in the hospital anymore.

Not for a moment.

Cao Yanwen held Zhong Zhengmian's hand. "Don't rush. I have another important matter to discuss with you. Ruijin went to Handong and is now the top province in the country. He needs help. The Zhao family originally wanted to send someone to Handong."

Zhong Zhengmian rolled his eyes. "Pah! Zhao Anbang isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes. It has to be someone from our Zhong family. But right now, we have no interest in anyone below the vice-ministerial level."

If they were to assist Xiao Jinzi, they probably wouldn't want to go unless they were given a powerful vice-ministerial position.

If Chung Cheng-mian were to run for president again, he might personally take the field in Handong and become governor Dang-dang, or he might directly replace Kim-jae and become the King of Handong.

Cao Yanwen waved his hand, "Actually, I've analyzed this before. It's not that our strength is lacking, but rather that the energy system is too wealthy. We chose the wrong location. We shouldn't have put the battlefield here."

The higher-ups don't want to see this either.

The dean disciplined you for this very reason.

Chung Cheng-mian became interested and immediately dismissed his secretary.

And so.

Cao Yanwen and Zhong Zhengmian stood by the window.

Chung Cheng-mian stroked his chin. "What's your opinion? How should we proceed?"

Cao Yanwen waved his hand and said, "Tian Guofu and Ruijin have both gone to Handong. We will continue to increase our stakes in Handong and set up a game."

Hou Liangping, the son-in-law of the Zhong family, is very suitable.

He's only a section chief now; it's embarrassing to even talk about it.

Zhong Zhengmian chuckled, "Well, in that case, I'll talk to my older brother and we'll get it done, sending Monkey to Handong."

Cao Yanwen held Zhong Zhengmian's hand and said, "Yes, we'll stop playing around if we don't want to."

If we're going to play, let's go big.

Zhong Zhengmian was a little smug. "Indeed, Song Yunhui is the culprit."

We've set up our forces; Gao Yuliang, Li Dakang, and Zhao Lichun must all be finished.

noon.

After finishing their meal at the provincial government canteen, people gradually left.

Accompanied by his secretary Zhou Haoyang, Song Yunhui returned to the governor's office.

I didn't want to go back to rest, so I went to the Martyrs' Cemetery this morning.

I'm so excited right now, I just want to get things done.

Zhou Haoyang walked to the French windows, raised his hand and pulled open the blackout curtains, and the indoor lighting immediately improved a lot.

A moment later, Song Yunhui picked up the office landline. "Hello, Xiao La, are you sleeping?"

Lu Xiaola's lazy sheep voice came through the receiver, "Xiao Hui, you're not asleep."

I just finished having dinner with Director Chen and Zhao Dehan.

This morning at the hospital, I was in the second position of the third grade in the middle school entrance exam. It felt so good!

I was in a good mood and had a full meal, so I didn't plan to take a nap.

Song Yunhui smiled and said, "Xiao La, the personnel transfers we discussed before I came to Handong should be implemented now."

"You should take the lead in completing Zhao Dehan's paperwork as quickly as possible, and arrange for him to take up a post in Handong soon."

Now that we're in Handong, and Zhao Dehan is a talented individual who's also one of our own in the energy sector, we must make good use of him.

Moreover, Zhao Dehan is now a full-fledged department-level official, so it's quite reasonable for him to hold a powerful position at the department-level.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Xiaola was silent for two seconds before saying bluntly, "Governor Song, after this period of investigation, I know Zhao Dehan's background. He is capable enough and skilled in his work, but he is too stingy."

"Oh, Xiao La, how exactly are you stingy?" Song Yunhui was actually quite interested.

Lu Xiaola couldn't help but complain, "Sigh! Zhao Dehan is the kind of person who'd rather split every penny in two. For example, the three of us ate lunch together, splitting the bill, and Zhao Dehan took all the leftovers, even the pickled vegetables and steamed buns that were given to us, home."

Song Yunhui shook his head. "Xiao La, Zhao Dehan is the person I need."

I believe he can be of use to me.

"You don't need to worry about anything else. Just get the person here. I'll handle the subsequent discipline and training myself."

Song Yunhui's confidence stems from his ability to employ people without being bound by convention and his skillful methods of controlling them.

Zhao Dehan's behavior is not a flaw at all; it clearly reflects the image of a frugal cadre.

Lu Xiaola immediately responded, "Okay, Xiaohui, since you want Zhao Dehan, let's get the paperwork done as soon as the department meeting is over."

It's good that Zhao Dehan is gone, as Lu Xiaola can now nominate someone else to serve as director.

The radish made a hole, and others can fill it.

"Okay," Song Yunhui replied casually, then hung up the phone.

The office returned to silence.

Song Yunhui sat in his office chair, recalling the journey back from the cemetery.

I had a brief conversation with Qi Tongwei and Zhao Donglai and felt that both of them were capable, but had shortcomings, and were not one of my own.

Moreover, both of them harbored resentment and unresolved issues.

Qi Tongwei's obsession was to reach the vice-provincial level and be promoted to vice governor of Handong Province.

Zhao Donglai's wish is to concurrently serve as the vice mayor of Jingzhou City.

Based on his memories from his previous life, Song Yunhui recalled the Dafeng Factory 116 Incident.

Xiao Jinzi, Gao Yuliang, and Li Dakang failed to resolve the No. 116 wind power plant incident.

When Gao Yuliang was imprisoned in Qincheng Prison, Dafeng Factory had not yet been demolished.

The Dafeng Factory incident is actually very complicated, involving various forces.

Song Yunhui was still figuring out how to solve the problem.

The goal is not simply to demolish a large wind factory, but to find a proper solution that does not hinder the development of Handong.

To get things done, you need a few reliable people working diligently behind the scenes.

No matter how capable Qi Tongwei and Zhao Donglai are, they are not his direct subordinates and cannot be considered absolutely reliable people.

People's hearts are unfathomable, and there are no close relatives in officialdom.

It can be used, but not extensively.

They can get things done, but they can't provide a safety net.

This is Song Yunhui's clearest assessment of the two.

With this thought in mind, Song Yunhui immediately abandoned the idea of ​​taking a lunch break.

The personnel arrangements are urgent and cannot be delayed in the slightest.

He pulled out his contacts and dialed Ding Jianguo's number.

The call connected instantly, and Ding Jianguo's steady voice came through, "Xiao Hui?"

Song Yunhui got straight to the point: "Jianguo, I urgently need people on my side."

Could you help me filter the criteria? There are only three options.

First, their foundation is absolutely solid, with a clean resume and no obvious blemishes.

Second, they must be bold, capable, and competent in their work, without lying down, shirking responsibility, or passing the buck.

Third, they must have a sound political stance, a stable temperament, and rich experience in grassroots work.

Ding Jianguo sighed softly, "Xiao Hui, Handong has never lacked capable and pragmatic cadres."

However, given the current atmosphere in Handong, too many people have had their edges smoothed out and their hands and feet tied.

Many cadres are capable, but due to various constraints and concerns at every level, they become timid, hesitant to take the lead, and unwilling to do more.

The greatest tragedy at the grassroots level is that those who are capable dare not do the work, and those who want to do the work cannot.

The two agreed to meet in Song Yunhui's office later for a detailed discussion.

Some things simply cannot be said over the phone, nor can they be clearly explained.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yunhui leaned back in his chair, thinking about the chess game in Handong.

What should be the next move?