Rebirth in officialdom and rising to the top

Compared with Tong Zaihu, United Front Work Department Minister Wang Guanjun's attitude was much colder.

He just nodded, said hello lightly, then found a seat at the back of the conference table and sat down, holding his own thermos cup and drinking tea.

Tong Zaihu smiled and winked at Chen Wangyang, as if telling him: "Lao Wang is like this, don't mind."

Seeing Chen Wangyang smiling and nodding, as if he understood what he meant, the admiration in Tong Zaihu's eyes became even stronger.

He wanted to chat with Chen Wangyang for a few more words, but Tong Zaihu felt that the time and place were not right, so he said nothing more, said hello to Chen Wangyang and sat down next to Wang Guanjun.

Although they are both members of the Standing Committee, their seats are also particular.

Generally speaking, the seats are arranged according to each person's ranking in the Standing Committee. The county party secretary of course sits at the top, and then in the order of the county mayor and full-time deputy secretary.

Except for these three positions, other standing committee members are ranked based on seniority regardless of position.

Although Wang Guanjun, Minister of the United Front Work Department, is the oldest at almost 55 years old, he was the latest to join the permanent membership, so he consciously sat at the bottom of the list.

Next, members of the Standing Committee walked into the conference room one after another. Chen Wangyang followed Qi Fenglian and reviewed it:

Cheng Dashi, the executive deputy county magistrate in charge of industry and commerce.

Organization Minister Xing Dahai.

Propaganda Minister Deng Jiang.

Song Tianlin, Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission.

Chang Leiluo, Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee.

Full-time deputy secretary Zhang Changgeng.

Chang Huiyao, deputy county magistrate of the Standing Committee in charge of public security and justice.

Except for Deng Jiang and Xing Dahai, the other five members of the Standing Committee all had a somewhat neutral attitude towards Chen Wangyang. They couldn't say what was good or bad about him.

In short, it's that attitude of knowing that you exist but pretending that you don't exist, which is very annoying.

Chen Wangyang was mentally prepared for this, and behaved politely, neither humble nor overbearing, and calm from beginning to end.

His performance fell in the eyes of many caring people, and naturally aroused many reactions in their hearts:

Some admire and admire him, some think he is pretending to be dismissive, and some think he is young and pretending to be mature, but actually he is panicking inside...

At ten o'clock sharp, Li Wenda walked into the conference room on time, followed by Qi Zhenghui, director of the government office.

When Li Wenda arrived, all the Standing Committee members, whether they were from Li Wenda or not, stood up and greeted Li Wenda warmly. Even Deng Jiang, who wanted to kick Li Wenda, was no exception.

No matter what, the struggle is behind the scenes after all.

Even if they are all being crazy secretly, on the surface everyone is still a united, harmonious, and united good comrade.

The kind of wonderful drama like in Western countries where government officials and members throw shoes at each other when they disagree, or even get into a group and stage an all-out martial arts show, is simply impossible to happen here.

Li Wenda also greeted everyone very kindly, and even smiled and chatted with Chen Wangyang in an elder manner:

"Wang Yang, your uncle, I have watched you grow up since childhood. I didn't expect that you would become my colleague in the blink of an eye. Time flies so quickly, it's so touching!"

Seeing that the culprit who killed me in the previous life actually pretended to be a kind elder and talked to me,

Chen Wangyang was scolding his mother in his heart, but on the surface he still dealt with it very politely.

"Zhenghui, you should also attend the meeting today and sit next to your master!"

In order to show closeness and to get guidance from the director of the county party committee office, younger government office directors usually call the director of the county party committee office "master" in private.

Of course, only in private.

There are not many people like Li Wenda who say it in front of everyone, but they are very few.

Moreover, as Qi Zhenghui, he should sit with Qi Fenglian and Chen Wangyang when attending the Standing Committee. How could he be allowed to sit at the table next to Deng Jiang?

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Chen Wangyang couldn't help but frowned slightly:

What is Li Wenda doing?

"Okay Secretary Li!"

Qi Zhenghui didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he didn't call Li Wenda the county magistrate, but the secretary.

Of course, Li Wenda, the county magistrate, also has the title of deputy secretary of the county party committee, so it is not wrong to call him that, but calling him that in the Standing Committee would be a bit overstepping his bounds.

Chen Wangyang was dissatisfied, but it was a pity that he didn't have the right to speak here, otherwise he really wanted to say something to Qi Zhenghui.

Fortunately, Ye Siqi hadn't come yet, otherwise Ye Siqi's character, who didn't have much scheming, might have been unable to help but get angry on the spot.

Seeing that Qi Zhenghui actually pulled up a chair and sat down calmly under Deng Jiang, Chen Wangyang also figured out something unusual:

It seems that Li Wenda wants to catch Ye Siqi off guard today and directly nominate Qi Zhenghui as the director of the county party committee?

However, the secretary is in charge of hats and the county magistrate is in charge of money. It is an iron rule that Ye Siqi holds the power of personnel no matter what he says. Why is Li Wenda so confident that he now allows Qi Zhenghui to sit at the meeting table of the Standing Committee members?

Just when Chen Wangyang was puzzled, the time had come to 103:[-], and Ye Siqi walked into the [-] conference room with steady steps.

Facing the "enthusiastic" greetings from everyone, Ye Siqi coughed lightly and said only one sentence:

"Good morning everyone, we have a meeting!"

After saying this, Ye Siqi put down the notebook in his hand and sat down at the head of the conference table.

Just as everyone was holding their breath, waiting for Ye Siqi to announce the theme of this impromptu Standing Committee meeting, Ye Siqi's eyes fell on Qi Zhenghui.

For ten seconds, Ye Siqi said nothing, and just looked at Qi Zhenghui quietly, his eyes as calm as water, but there was lightning and thunder in his eyes.

With Li Wenda's support, Qi Zhenghui was still holding on bravely at first, but in the end, he couldn't even hold on for ten seconds before he collapsed in a cold sweat and turned his eyes to Li Wenda for help.

As a result, Li Wenda sat there without saying a word as if nothing had happened. He even unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and drank it slowly.

In fact, Li Wenda didn't really ignore Qi Zhenghui. After all, Qi Zhenghui was also his number one confidant who had been with him for many years.

The reason why Li Wenda did this at this moment was that he was using Qi Zhenghui as a gun to test Ye Siqi's bottom line for the last time.

If Ye Siqi turned a blind eye to Qi Zhenghui's arrogance in order to take the overall situation into consideration and said hello to me and everyone, then Li Wenda would consider using another gentler way to deal with Ye Siqi:

Boil frogs in warm water.

If Ye Siqi can't even bear it and gets angry on the spot, then Li Wenda's long-planned plan will be put into action:

If you dare to block the way of me, Li Wenda, even if you are Mr. Ye's grandson, I will never be merciful!