afternoon.
A little more.
In the small conference room of the district government, cadres from various sub-district offices and investment promotion bureaus arrived at the venue in advance one after another, sitting, chatting and laughing. However, when Dong Xuebin came in from the outside, this situation immediately changed. I don't know who whispered something, and the venue seemed to be quiet for an instant. Many people turned their heads, and their surprised eyes fell on Dong Xuebin's face.
Dong Xuebin suddenly became the focus of the audience, but no one took the initiative to say hello to him.
Chu Qinghua from the Ping An Street Office also just arrived. After passing by Dong Xuebin, he sat in the middle row with an expressionless face, as if he hadn't seen him. Pan Zhengyi, director of the District Investment Promotion Bureau, came to the door. When he came in and saw Dong Xuebin's back, he hesitated, turned a corner, walked around and sat in the back row from the other side.
Just like the situation in the compound, Dong Xuebin was isolated.
If Dong Xuebin only offended one district leader, everyone would not be like this. After all, the factional relations in a district cannot be harmonious. If he offended one side, the other side would also have a chance. However, in Nanshan District, there are only Wang and Geng. Department, but Dong Xuebin offended both departments from top to bottom. This problem has become a big problem, so no one is willing to have any contact or involvement with Dong Xuebin rashly, otherwise they will end up here. In the eyes of Yuehua District Mayor who was in power at the time, it was inevitable that the leaders would misunderstand him. What do you mean? Do you have a good relationship with Dong Xuebin
After a while.
The sound of chatting gradually started to sound again in the conference room.
Dong Xuebin looked at this and that. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he felt a little embarrassed. Hey, what about you
Dong Xuebin is so wicked! The less people want to talk to him, the more he has to join in.
"Hey, Lao Pan!" Dong Xuebin saw Pan Zhengyi who had just sat in the back row, and immediately showed a warm look on his face, and walked up happily. Under Pan Zhengyi's stunned gaze, Dong Xuebin put his arms around each other. Sitting next to him, he looked very familiar, "When did Lao Pan come? Didn't I see you? How are you doing lately? Is the China Merchants Bureau okay? How many targets have you completed this year?"
Pan Zhengyi was so angry that he was paralyzed, why should he return the favor to Lao Pan? Still hugging my shoulders? When did I get to know you so well!
Pan Zhou, Pan Zhengyi's cousin in Dafeng County, was screwed by Dong Xuebin when he was still the director of the Investment Promotion Bureau, so he never had a good impression of Dong Xuebin.
"Lao Pan, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together!"
"Evening? I have something to do tonight."
"If you have something to do, you have to eat. Let's go for a walk. I'll treat you then. We haven't had a drink together for a long time."
Pan Zhengyi almost vomited blood, go to your grandma! When have I had a drink with you? There was one time, but that time it was Chu Qinghua’s son getting married! It’s a meal at the wedding banquet! Why do you make it sound like we know each other personally? Dong Xuebin! You are too wicked! Isn’t this talking about me? Pan Zhengyi turned green and looked at his watch, "There's still a while before we leave. I'm going to the bathroom." After saying that, he stood up and left. Pan Zhengyi didn't want to be seen by Yuehua District Mayor Dong Xuebin and him. The look of a hooked shoulder.
Seeing Pan Zhengyi's expression, Dong Xuebin felt happy. He glanced around, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stood up and strode towards the middle row, "Hey, Lao Chu!"
Chu Qinghua tilted his body and almost lost his seat.
Dong Xuebin enthusiastically sat down next to Chu Qinghua and said with a smile: "I have been looking for you for a long time. I have reserved a table for tonight. Let's have a meal together!"
Chu Qinghua's eyes twitched, "I'm not feeling well today, so I won't go."
Dong Xuebin Li Jian asked with concern: "Hey, what's wrong? Where do you feel bad?"
"..." I have a recurring problem with my stomach.
"You should have told me earlier that I have learned some medical skills recently. I will treat your illness tonight to ensure that it can be cured easily."
Chu Qinghua almost scolded her for curing a disease! If you stay away from me, I won't get sick!
Dong Xuebin's background, fighting ability and fearless style of acting have been demonstrated in his repeated struggles with district leaders. Few people in Nanshan District are willing to take the initiative to provoke him. This is a member of the cadre team. A hooligan is a god of plague, whoever gets the bad luck will suffer. Therefore, although Chu Qinghua hated Dong Xuebin's street for taking away the model unit for respecting the elderly in their office, Chu Qinghua did not have an attack at this time.
At this time, the conference room became quiet for a while.
A young woman under thirty years old came in.
"Secretary Ma."
"Secretary Ma."
Two staff from the district government office at the door greeted her politely.
Ma Jian asked: "Are the materials ready?"
One person said: "It's done and ready to be distributed."
"Okay, let me take a look first." Ma Jian took one of the materials and flipped it over, nodding slightly. "Okay, send it. Hurry up a little bit. District Mayor Yuehua will be here soon." "
"clear."
Dong Xuebin also looked over. Although he had not spoken to this person, he certainly knew that the young woman in front of him was Geng Yuehua's secretary, named Ma Wu. Well, maybe it is more appropriate to say she was a correspondent. She was the deputy director of the district government office. It is said that Xi'er's acting style is quite neat and he seldom drags his feet. Perhaps he has changed with Geng Yuehua, and he has also followed Geng Yuehua's vigorous and resolute manner in doing things.
Not long after, Shen Fei, the director of District Yu, came in.
Then, the sound of high heels rang quickly outside the venue, and Geng Yuehua came to the end, being the last one to enter the conference room and sit on the main stage. Geng Yuehua didn't wear makeup today, but her face was still so frighteningly beautiful, and it seemed that every time Dong Xuebin saw her, Geng Yuehua had the same expression, the same hairstyle, the same dress, the same temperament, and it never changed. However, the antique is like the temperament of a sixty or seventy-year-old man. But even so, it is like an antique porcelain. Although it has remained unchanged for hundreds of years, it is still beautiful no matter how you look at it.
As District Mayor Yuehua arrived, the small conference room suddenly became silent.
Everyone knew that District Chief Geng had a disgusting temper, and no one dared to talk to him anymore.
Dong Xuebin stopped chatting with Chu Qinghua and Pan Zhengyi. He sat upright and looked at the stage.
The meeting began, chaired by District Mayor Shen Feichen. He picked up the microphone and first briefly stated the theme of today's investment promotion meeting, "After contacting many parties, tomorrow, an investment inspection team from Tokyo, Japan will come to our district for inspection. The district has been preparing for this investment project for a long time... "
Japanese inspection team
Investment project
Only then did Dong Xuebin realize that this matter had something to do with him.
When he was still serving as the director of the investment promotion bureau of Yantai County, that is, about two months ago, he went to Japan with the directors of the investment promotion bureaus of various districts and counties in Fenzhou City. There was an investment promotion meeting, and the city contacted Tokyo. After that, the investment promotion groups in each district and county began to recruit people according to their abilities. Yantai County had poorer resources and environment than the urban area, so no Japanese investors were contacted at that time. In the end, Dong Xuebin There was a plane crash when I was flying back, and I almost died. As for this Japanese inspection group, it was Pan Zhengyi and others from Nanshan District who contacted them when they went to Tokyo last time. Obviously, the district would not let go of such a considerable investment.
After Shen Fei finished speaking, Geng Yuehua took the microphone with a straight face and gave a few instructions.
It is nothing more than asking the various sub-district offices to cooperate with this edict. Firstly, they say hello to the people below, make preparations, and leave a good impression on the investors. Secondly, they also give them the appropriate green light for some important matters. For investment inspections, it is best for the leaders of each sub-district office to personally take the investors there, striving to retain a few more investments and show the good investment environment of Nanshan District to investors to the maximum extent.
The cadres below were taking notes one after another, sometimes concentrating and sometimes thinking.
Dong Xuebin knows that most people are pretending, because the leader is looking down, and you can't show any distracted expressions, otherwise the leader will think that you don't take her words seriously. However, Dong Xuebin no longer needed to be pretentious, so he listened quietly and did not record anything.
After saying this, the microphone was turned to Shen Fei's hand again.
District Chief Shen looked down, holding a work report, and said in a deep voice: "Now let me summarize the investment promotion work of each street in the first half of the year, um..." After a pause, Shen Fei looked at the middle and back rows, " Here, let me first criticize the Guangming Subdistrict Office. It’s already July. After half a year of investment promotion work, the total investment attracted is only 15 million, and the actual funds received are only 7 million! Director Dong, your office’s investment promotion work is only 15 million! How did you do your job? Is your investment answer sheet too bad in the first half of the year? "
Naming and criticizing is still rare at district investment promotion work meetings.
Dong Xuebin looked up at the main stage and said nothing.
Investment recruitment work not done well? This actually has nothing to do with Dong Xuebin. He has only been in office for a month, and Lao Shuji was responsible for the street work in the first half of the year.
Shen Fei continued to criticize the Guangming Street Office's investment promotion issue. In fact, everyone present knew that it was not Shen Fei who was attacking the Guangming Street Office, but Yuehua District Chief who was attacking Dong Xuebin.
Pan Zhengyi looked at the back of Dong Xuebin's head in front of him and felt a little gloating.
Chu Qinghua and the directors next to him and the street office directors all looked at each other and turned their attention to Dong Xuebin and Geng Yuehua.
finally come! This is the beginning of the move!
District Mayor Yuehua was indeed angered by Dong Xuebin!
He was sent to the party school by his younger brother for no reason and slapped Yuehua District Mayor in the face. This is an undying hatred!
End of the meeting.
Geng Yuehua didn't even look at Dong Xuebin. He stood up first and walked out with his secretary Ma Lao with a stern face.
Dong Xuebin also packed up his things casually and walked out of the meeting room with a natural expression, as if he was not the person who was criticized just now.
Many people looked at Dong Xuebin's back and said to themselves that you are really calm, but they all know that Dong Xuebin will not have a good life in the future.