Subsequently, Secretary Chu praised Secretary of Huayuan District, Liang Hao, who had strategically coordinated the operation, building a solid wall for the frontline public security officers so they could face the robbers without worries.
After Secretary Chu had finished speaking, Director Qin from the city bureau stepped up to announce the comndation orders and transfer orders, awarding all the participating public security officers a collective comndation.
Secretary Liang Hao received recognition as an Outstanding Party Worker.
Deputy Secretary of the City Committee, Secretary Song Guanchao, received a First-Class Personal rit, a 20,000 RMB prize, and was recognized as an Outstanding Party Worker.
Deputy Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, Wu Xinan, won a Second-Class Personal rit, a 10,000 RMB prize, and received both a city-level Outstanding Police Honor and a provincial-level Public Security Hero Model title.
Vice Director of the City Bureau, Liang Jianfeng, was awarded a First-Class Personal rit, a 20,000 RMB prize, and received the National Public Security System Hero Model Honor title.
Listening to Director Qin’s awards, the audience was stunned.
A saying had always circulated in the military and police system—receive a third-class rit standing, a second-class rit lying down, and a first-class rit by family mbers!
Yet today, there were two Second-Class Personal rits awarded and two First-Class Personal rits!
It had been many years since the public security team had seen such a grand occasion.
What shocked them even more was that two Public Security Hero Model honors were awarded simultaneously!
Moreover, it was a father and daughter who both received them!
It was almost foreseeable that Liang Jianfeng and his daughter, Liang Jiajia, would beco famous within the national public security system.
Director Qin wore a smile on his face, yet internally, he was crazed with jealousy.
After all rewards were announced, Chu Xiao’e took the microphone and said, "Now, please welco our heroes onstage."
Under thunderous applause, the valiant Liang Jiajia, the upright Liang Jianfeng and Wu Xinan, as well as Song Guanchao and Liang Hao in their inexpensive suits, each took the stage.
As they ca on stage, the background music also tily sounded.
These recognition events were always broadcast live on television.
Today, Zhou Qian personally ca to cover the report.
Standing behind the cara, she watched the heroes on stage, her attention entirely captivated by Song Guanchao.
In her eyes, at that mont, Song Guanchao was the focus.
Although his suit was cheap, it couldn’t hide his dazzling brilliance.
Generally speaking, such news was seldom watched.
Because it was simply too dry and boring.
But at this mont, in front of the television and in the live streaming online, there were millions of viewers watching simultaneously.
[It’s clear at a glance Mr. Liang and Secretary Wu are military n, their aura is unmistakable]
[Has Secretary Song been discharged from the hospital?]
[I heard Secretary Song used to be a soldier before]
[Secretary Song’s suit looks really cheap]
[It proves that he is not corrupt]
The official live award ceremony, the comnt section was as active as if it were watching a celebrity award event.
After the event, Director Qin and the others left directly, showing no intention of staying for a al together.
Song Guanchao stood at the theater entrance, smoking, and watched as they left with displeased expressions, his face full of smiles.
"Secretary Song, let’s have a al together," Wu Xinan ca over to invite him.
"Sure."
After lunch, Song Guanchao returned to the City Committee.
The staff of the City Committee, upon seeing him, greeted him one after another, their glances sowhat different.
Previously, facing Song Guanchao, they were sowhat fearful, also filled with envy and disdain.
Indeed, the examples of Yang Yongqiang and Chief Zhang had left them with a very bad impression of Song Guanchao.
But the recent news had shattered their views of Song Guanchao.
Facing ard robbers, Secretary Song had been so brave.
Many secretly wondered if Secretary Song was really as scheming as the rumors said.
Or was it just slander thrown at him by others?
Back in the office, Song Guanchao eagerly knocked and entered.
It had been a week, and he indeed missed it.
"Secretary Wu, you’ve been transferred back."
"Yes."
Wu Qiangwei handed over a docunt, "Compile these research contents into a report as soon as possible."
"Okay."
Song Guanchao took the docunt and asked, "How did the Secretary’s research trip go?"
Wu Qiangwei shook her head, "On the surface, everything seems to be improving."
Did that an they hadn’t really grasped the actual situation?
That was normal.
Not to ntion that she had just taken office. Even Secretary Lu and Mayor Zheng didn’t fully understand Lingjiang.
A local official is not as good as one currently in charge. The City Secretary is high above, but the real authority lies with the district or county party secretaries.
Unless they were united in purpose, they would not lay all their cards on the table.
And what place doesn’t have its issues?
Those in charge, who would expose the negative aspects?
That’s also why many leaders preferred to use their own people.
Because it was reliable and they could know the real situation.
For leaders like Wu Qiangwei, who were directly parachuted into their roles, it was mostly hard to truly understand the local context.
They could only learn from the internet when things couldn’t be suppressed anymore.
Now, Wu Qiangwei felt very irritated.
She was completely clueless about the situation below, and many tasks could not be advanced.
Song Guanchao understood her implications. This situation was quite normal; all parachuted leaders faced it.
Moreover, there were solutions.
Wu Qiangwei’s frown smoothed, and she asked, "How are your injuries?"
"No problem now."
"Ha!"
Wu Qiangwei suddenly snorted, leaving Song Guanchao sowhat perplexed.
"From now on, consult with first about what you plan to do. If I find out you are acting recklessly again, you don’t need to co to work."
Song Guanchao was even more confused.
I went to help Mr. Liang, and I told you about it.
Why would she say this now?
Leaving the office, Song Guanchao flipped through the research materials in his hands, his scalp tingling.
The most basic task of a secretary was clerical work, but he really wasn’t good at writing reports, and even worse with this kind of material.
"I almost forgot about old Liu."
He went to the General Office and glanced around but didn’t see Director Liu.
A junior chief rushed over: "Secretary Song, are you looking for Director Yan?"
"Is Director Liu here?"
"He..." The junior chief hesitated, and Song Guanchao asked, "What’s wrong with him?"
The junior chief glanced back at the direction of the offices and whispered, "His family has encountered so trouble."
Song Guanchao took out a cigarette and offered it, "Co on, let’s go have a smoke in the hallway."
The junior chief, flattered, hurriedly accepted with both hands.
In the hallway, as the two smoked, Song Guanchao learned about Director Liu’s situation.
A senior family mber was seriously ill, and he wanted to take leave.
But Director Yan wouldn’t approve it.
Normally, within the system, if an employee’s elderly family mber fell ill, no leader would refuse leave.
But firstly, Director Liu’s position wasn’t under the direct managent of the City Committee, and secondly, he had offended Director Yan.
Also, Liu had been trying to be permanently assigned to a position, and knowing Director Yan wanted to target him, he had been very low-key for the past two years, not giving Director Yan any opportunities.
But who would have expected Director Yan to hold such a grudge and specifically make things difficult for him?
"Okay, I understand."
"Secretary Song, please don’t let anyone know I told you this."
Song Guanchao knew what he was worried about, and asked with a smile, "What’s your na?"
The junior chief puffed out his chest, "Li Yiming."
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