Zhang Xiaoliang finally understood what Fang Zhicheng meant. He wanted to temporarily take in Mo Jin and the others, but he complained, "How can Old Mo and his gang be considered Liangshan heroes?"
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said in a deep voice: "From now on, if the Xiaguang District lacks these people, it will indeed lead to chaos, so it is better to settle for the next best thing."
Fang Zhicheng had considered everything carefully. He realized that the xenophobia in Xiaguang's officialdom was very serious. If he really forced Mo Jindou to step down, the consequence would most likely be a strong backlash, and he would no longer be able to stay in Xiaguang's officialdom. The ultimate beneficiary would undoubtedly be Deng Shaoqun, who could use his dispute with the Ma faction to completely control Xiaguang.
Fang Zhicheng's perspective is one level higher than Zhang Xiaoliang's. Zhang Xiaoliang is thinking about how to help Fang Zhicheng fully obtain government power, while Fang Zhicheng has already considered the confrontation at the Standing Committee level. That is the decisive step in determining whether Fang Zhicheng can fully control the government and allow Xiaguang to develop according to his own ideas.
Cheng Hao was not good at speaking, but his heart was open. He was quite surprised by Fang Zhicheng's method, because few people, when they have the upper hand, would not kill the opponent, but shake hands and make peace, and consider giving the opponent a chance to live. This kind of demeanor was not what he should have at his age.
Zhang Xiaoliang's brain raced, and he finally understood something. He whispered, "Boss, I'll go to Lao Mo's house later, how about that?"
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said, "Cheng Hao, go to the old district chief's house."
Cheng Hao knew that Fang Zhicheng wanted him to be a stepping stone. He had worked with the old district chief. Although he had some grudges in his heart, the old district chief chose Mo Jin instead of him. After comprehensive consideration, it was the most suitable for him to visit Ma Zhencai, so he did not refuse. He said in a serious tone: "I understand. I will have a good communication with the old district chief."
Chapter 0500 When Will Dawn Come
Choose war or peace, conflict or comfort
Mo Jin didn't expect Zhang Xiaoliang to visit him suddenly and seemed a little caught off guard.
Zhang Xiaoliang didn't beat around the bush and spoke his mind directly and frankly, "Lao Mo, District Chief Fang has something to tell you. We will let bygones be bygones for what happened before. I also think District Chief Fang's idea is good. Let's put aside personal grudges, work together, advance and retreat together, earnestly seek benefits for the people, and make our own efforts for the economic development of Xiaguang District. What do you think?"
Mo Jin shook his head and said, "You are not a very good lobbyist!"
Zhang Xiaoliang was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "This is indeed my first time as a lobbyist, so my skills are not very proficient. But my mission as a lobbyist is also very simple, just to bring a few words. Of course, you can also think about it from another angle. The reason I came here is to give you a way out."
"Stairs?" Mo Jin couldn't help laughing. It wasn't that he thought Zhang Xiaoliang's point of view was ridiculous, but he felt that his own situation was ridiculous. At the same time, he felt that Fang Zhicheng's judgment was correct, and he also felt self-deprecating.
Mo Jin suddenly understood. Although he seemed to be constantly rubbing and colliding with Fang Zhicheng, Fang Zhicheng had never considered himself an equal opponent. Fang Zhicheng's attitude at the banquet on the first day he arrived in Xiaguang District told Mo Jin that in his eyes, he was just a chess piece.
Chess pieces are only worthy of being manipulated by others and have no right to speak.
Mo Jin felt that many of his subsequent actions were ridiculous, because he still mistakenly believed that he could use tricks to force Fang Zhicheng to leave. In fact, in Fang Zhicheng's eyes, he was just a clown. Fang Zhicheng felt that his real opponents should be Ma Zhencai and Deng Shaoqun, and the others were just pawns.
Mo Jin sighed helplessly and said, "I understand what District Chief Fang said, but I still need to consider this matter carefully."
Zhang Xiaoliang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He originally thought that Mo Jin would ridicule him and drive him away, but he didn't expect that Mo Jin not only did not refuse, but also expressed his willingness to seriously consider it. He was full of admiration for Fang Zhicheng because Fang Zhicheng showed a superb level in controlling Mo Jin's psychology.
After seeing Zhang Xiaoliang off, Mo Jin called the old district chief Ma Zhencai.
Ma Zhencai had already guessed that he would call, and said softly: "Xiao Mo, times have changed. You must learn to make your own decisions in the future. Cheng Hao came to me this evening, and I answered him the same way at that time."
Cheng Hao and Mo Jin were Ma Zhencai's right-hand men in the beginning. In the end, Ma Zhencai chose Mo Jin to take over his job and turned Cheng Hao into an abandoned pawn. But in the final analysis, both of them had a master-disciple relationship with Ma Zhencai.
Mo Jin smiled bitterly and said, "Old leader, we are all soldiers brought up by you. We will obey your orders at any time and in any place."
Ma Zhencai was silent for a moment and said, "I am very happy that you can say that, but the reality is cruel. I don't want the soldiers I lead to be wiped out in the end. I haven't made any outstanding achievements in my life, but I am proud that I have brought up a group of capable cadres. In my opinion, you are already fully grown, and I believe you can also make your own way without my protection."
Mo Jin was very touched. Ma Zhencai's evaluation of him was very pertinent. One of the key reasons why he became the evergreen in Xiaguang District and served as the district chief for so many years was that he brought out batches of outstanding cadres. In terms of treating subordinates, Ma Zhencai has always had a good reputation, so even if he left his post.
Mo Jin had already received Ma Zhencai's tacit consent that the old district chief was willing to hand over his subordinates to Fang Zhicheng.
After hanging up the phone, Mo Jin let out a long sigh. Once people lose power, they will undergo tremendous changes. In the past, he had the impression that the old district chief was omnipotent and as reliable as a mountain, but when he really retired to the second line, he found that he was just like an ordinary old man, without courage, ambition, and content with seeking stability.
Mo Jin was originally very conflicted. He wanted to join Deng Shaoqun's camp, but Deng Shaoqun treated him too casually. He treated him like a chess piece, asking him to charge into battle without caring about his life or death.
Fang Zhicheng's attitude made Mo Jin feel that things were turning around.
Although Fang Zhicheng did not show up himself, he at least sent Zhang Xiaoliang as a lobbyist to express some respect.
Although the conflict between him and Fang Zhicheng had once been very intense, people in official circles had long been accustomed to such conflicts. However, when the situation developed to a certain extent, they could often choose to abandon their prejudices in order to maximize their interests.
Fang Zhicheng needs Mo Jin more than Deng Shaoqun now. Mo Jin represents the power of the Ma faction. Deng Shaoqun even hopes that Mo Jin's forces will be wiped out more than Fang Zhicheng.
After thinking it all through, Mo Jin finally made an important decision. He accepted the letter of amnesty sent by Zhang Xiaoliang and was willing to support Fang Zhicheng to become the district chief.
The next morning, Mo Jin took the initiative to come to Fang Zhicheng's office and stayed there for two hours. From this unusual signal, many people sensitively realized that the renewal of the Xiaguang District Government was completely completed. The young acting district chief Fang Zhicheng had been in office for nearly four months. He lay dormant for the first three months and made great efforts in the fourth month. He made alliances and used both soft and hard tactics to make Mo Jin, the old-school representative of the Xiaguang District Government, recognize him.
No one knew what Fang Zhicheng and Mo Jin talked about, but around 3 pm, a document notification about the preparation plan for the Yunhai Office of China Merchants was quickly issued. This preparation plan was completely different from the one submitted by China Merchants before. Some people believed that it was personally handled by Fang Zhicheng, but submitted in the name of China Merchants.
Xiaguang District set up a new investment promotion office in Yunhai and no longer undertook government reception work. The annual investment promotion task needed to exceed 20 billion... Everything was carried out according to Fang Zhicheng's ideas.
At ten o'clock on Saturday morning, Fang Zhicheng drove himself to visit Wenfeng. Although he had made great breakthroughs and progress in his work, the haze of life had always shrouded him.
In fact, his own life experience has puzzled him for many years. If his old illness was exposed, he would not only fall into anxiety, but if he had not developed a good self-cultivation and the skills to conceal his mentality over the years in officialdom, Fang Zhicheng would probably find it difficult to behave so calmly.
Fang Zhicheng has been to Song Wendi and Wenfeng's home in Qiongjin many times. Song Wendi was not here today, as she was attending a central meeting in Yanjing, and Wenfeng was exercising at home. After Fang Zhicheng rang the doorbell, he felt a little embarrassed when he saw Wenfeng, because her clothes were soaked with sweat and looked a little thin.
In Wenfeng's eyes, Fang Zhicheng is her junior, so she didn't think there was anything wrong. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel and smiled, "I'm usually busy with work, so I usually choose to exercise for one to two hours on weekends. If people exercise regularly, they will not only be healthy, but also maintain vigorous energy in dealing with problems."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "I won't bother you, will I?"
"Of course not! Having someone to chat with me won't make me feel lonely while exercising." Wen Feng shook her head and led Fang Zhicheng to the balcony. They stepped onto the stepper and then pressed a button to start running briskly. Fang Zhicheng sighed inwardly. Although Wen Feng was over 40, she was well maintained. Her figure in particular gave people a refined feeling. The mature charm she exuded in both movement and stillness was quite unique.
Fang Zhicheng didn't know why he was a little distracted. Men are like this. Even though he knew that the woman in front of him was his boss's wife, evil thoughts would unconsciously arise in his mind.
Fang Zhicheng took two steps back, leaned against the wall, and said to Wen Feng sideways, "It won't annoy you, that's good."