Name: The Holy Son of the Energy Department Enters Handong

"Dad! Do you think my position as Minister of the Organization Department is really secure this time?"

In the office of Zhong Huaimin, Executive Deputy Minister of the Organization Department of Handong Province.

Chung Huai-min held up the phone and asked his father, Chung Ming-ren, on the other end.

The meeting of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee of Handong Province has concluded, and the news circulating is that he will be promoted to the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee by exception and will serve as the Minister of the Organization Department.

But he always felt something was wrong, why was it going so smoothly?

There was an eerie feeling about everything.

So he made a phone call to Zhong Mingren, asking him about his adoptive father once again.

"Don't worry, I trust Xiao Jinzi's abilities. Besides, the provincial party committee has recommended him, so there's no reason for them to refuse. Moreover, Xu Ming is the deputy minister of the organization department..."

He was a talent that Old Master Zhong had been secretly cultivating.

He has nine very important adoptive fathers, so don't worry, your situation won't fall through. Just wait patiently for good news!" Zhong Mingren said cheerfully. What he didn't say was...

The old man has already used his last favor to help Xu Ming by speaking well of him to some of the older generation, so Xu Ming's position as the executive deputy minister of the Organization Department should be secure.

Then Zhong Huaimin's appointment is guaranteed, isn't it?

What's there to worry about? There's nothing to worry about.

"Thank you, Dad!" Zhong Huaimin said emotionally upon hearing this, knowing that he would have needed Zhong Mingren's help along the way.

This thank you is heartfelt.

There is absolutely no falsehood in it.

"Why thank me? It's been so many years, I've long treated you like my own son. I don't expect you to do anything for the Zhong family. I'm satisfied as long as you carry on this surname!" Zhong Mingren chuckled.

His face was practically wrinkled from smiling so much!

She only has one daughter, who is already married, and her nephew has taken someone else's surname.

Chung Huai-min is his only hope for continuing the Chung family bloodline.

He invested a lot of affection in Zhong Huaimin.

They certainly don't ask for anything in return; they only hope that the other party can go as far as possible and continue the Zhong family name.

"No, you will always be my father. I will ensure that the Zhong family name continues and even flourishes!" Zhong Huaimin said, patting his chest.

All I need is for you to be safe and sound; I don't need you to be high up or in the limelight!

Besides, you're still young, and you're about to become the Minister of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, a guaranteed high-ranking official position. If you work hard, you might even be able to compete in the national server promotion tournament.

As Chung Ming-jen spoke, a kind smile spread across his face.

As Zhong Huaimin listened, he became completely absorbed in the music.

The pie that Chung Ming-ren painted for him was extremely large and delicious, and Chung Huai-min ate it with great relish.

The two had become engrossed in fantasies of a bright future.

They hadn't considered the possibility of anything unexpected at all.

After all, this was the last thing Grandpa Zhong had asked for.

The purpose was to help Xu Ming establish himself in the Organization Department.

Once Xu Ming has established himself, he should have considerable say in the selection of the Organization Department Minister recommended by the Standing Committee of the Handong Provincial Committee, and this matter can be finalized.

Each and every item is connected.

I refuse to believe this matter can fall through.

Unless the head of the organization department explicitly rejects the matter, expresses strong opinions about it, or other highly respected individuals feel that the matter is inappropriate.

Otherwise, this matter would be a foregone conclusion.

But how could that be possible?

.........

Therefore, both Zhong Jia and Sha Ruijin now believe that the selection of the Minister of the Organization Department is a done deal and has been secured.

I was once overjoyed, thinking it was a short-lived victory!

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In the office of Sun Liancheng, the head of Guangming District.

"District Chief Sun, you must uphold justice for us! The people from Shanshui Group deceived our boss, Cai Chenggong, and they also cheated us workers. We had no idea that our shares had been mortgaged."

That signature was a lie Cai Chenggong told us to sign.

We didn't know this was a mortgage agreement.

We were unaware of this; we can't let them demolish our Dafeng Factory.

Our Dafeng factory cannot remain sealed off indefinitely.

We must resume production, we must work, we must create value, and we must serve the people!

Qian Shengli, who had recently been promoted to chairman of the trade union at Dafeng Factory, slammed his fist on the table in Sun Liancheng's office and tearfully complained in a righteous and indignant manner.

When asked, they claimed to be unaware of the situation, saying the workers were ignorant of the law and had been misled.

The fault is never his; they are never wrong!

The law will always protect this seemingly vulnerable group of the bourgeoisie.

Sun Liancheng felt a headache coming on.

"Haha, I will report this matter to my superiors, but as you know, Secretary Dakang is still in the hospital."

"Our procedures in Jingzhou City might be a little slow. It's not that we're not doing our job, it's just that we have no choice. Some things need to be reported to higher authorities for processing, but then problems arise at higher levels!" Sun Liancheng said with a smile, trying to smooth things over.

If these people weren't disguised as ordinary citizens, Sun Liancheng would have been cursing them out.

This is blatant disregard for court judgments and treating contracts as private property.

If you want to take something seriously, then take it seriously; if you don't want to take it seriously, then don't take it seriously. There's no such thing as a free lunch. Do you really think the world revolves around you?

Even if you were unaware of it, how could something signed in black and white be so easily overturned?

"Sun Mingcheng, you're lazy and negligent in your duties, unwilling to serve the people!" Qian Shengli, the chairman of the union at Dafeng Factory, pointed at Sun Liancheng's nose and started cursing.

Seeing this, Company Commander Sun tightened his face and obediently accepted the scolding!

There was no way around it; behind them was Chen Yanshi, who had an adopted son named Sha Ruijin, the current provincial party secretary. Sun Liancheng couldn't afford to offend him.

The former leader who promoted him has already moved to another province.

Without his backer, Sun Liancheng naturally lost his backbone; otherwise, if Chen Yanshi had called him "Little Jinzi," he would have been finished.

So Sun Liancheng did nothing, just smiled faintly and said nothing, but his attitude was very firm.

The matter cannot be resolved.

After the other party had finished hurling insults, Sun Liancheng said with a forced smile, "We can hold a mediation meeting regarding the matter between Dafeng Factory and Shanshui Group. Of course, Shanshui Group may not necessarily come to mediate."

"Sun Liancheng, you're just a lazy official! What good are you?!"

"Let me tell you, Sha Ruijin, the Party Secretary of Handong Province, has already signed a guarantee with the workers of our Dafeng Factory. He will definitely resolve this matter. You will be the first one to be publicly tried. Just wait, Sun Liancheng!" Qian Shengli cursed viciously when he saw that Sun Liancheng did not speak up to help him. He smashed his cup and slammed the door as he left.

Sun Liancheng watched his departing figure, his face darkening.

He wiped the water droplets that had splashed onto his face, and his expression worsened.

People with connections speak differently.

He was very assertive, and he slammed the door, splashing water all over Sun Liancheng, but Sun Liancheng didn't dare to say a word.

How wonderful it would be if I had my own connections.

Sun Liancheng was daydreaming like this.

Just then, the secretary rushed in from the door.

"District Chief Sun, District Chief Sun, great news! Great news! You're getting a promotion!!!"