Official Career Storm Chapter 474

Monday, 10 a.m.

People’s Stage Theater.

Many journalists from Lingjiang City TV Station arrived, and Nanjiang Province TV Station also sent quite a few influential reporters.

Official dia from nearby cities were also dispatched to report live on the scene.

The civil servants who were fortunate to participate in this mission had especially put on their most proper suits for today’s report eting.

Looking at the grand stage in front, they felt excited and anticipatory.

When they were initially nad to join the action team, most of them were resistant inwardly.

But who could have imagined that Song Guanchao would turn the tide with his own strength and actually accomplish the seemingly impossible task?

And they benefitted from it as well.

Without any exaggeration, the credit was like picking up sothing for nothing.

"There are a lot of dia here."

"The Provincial Committee’s Propaganda Departnt has co too."

"This ti, we might even make it into the internal briefings!"

"We’ll definitely be in the internal briefings, but not you and . It’ll be Secretary Song."

While everyone was happy, there was also a bit of envy.

But it was just envy, without jealousy.

If Song Guanchao received such treatnt, it was because he had fought for it with his ability.

The greater the danger, the greater the benefit.

At that day’s standing committee eting, an expanded eting, so many leaders and officials were present.

Hou Wen’s case was lying there; anyone who stood up could have taken it on.

No one dares to take it? Isn’t it because they lack the ability?

When everyone else was silent, Song Guanchao had the courage to stand up, so he deserves to enjoy the current treatnt.

Liang Hao was receiving congratulations from the senior officials in the city, and the smile on his face hadn’t faded since he walked in the door.

Finally finding an opportunity, he joined Song Guanchao in a deserted corner, lit a cigarette, and sighed, "In poverty we are alone in a crowded city, but in wealth we have distant kin in the deepest mountains."

Shaking his head, he continued, "Look at the faces of these people."

"When Secretary Lu and Mayor Zheng tried to take over my Huayuan District, I didn’t see anyone stand up. Now that I’ve gained a bit of shine following you, they all pop up one after another."

Song Guanchao laughed and said, "Brother Liang, you’ve been an official for so long, how co you have such sentints? Shouldn’t you have seen through this a long ti ago?"

"I’ve seen through it alright, but I’ve kept a low profile in the past and really haven’t encountered much of this."

He looked towards the other protagonists surrounded in the distance—Liang Jiajia, Wu Yun.

As for Liang Jianfeng and others, they received little attention.

"If I rember correctly, Officer Liang was also comnded the last ti, wasn’t she?"

"Tsk, the young lady truly has good luck. As long as she doesn’t make mistakes, in three to five years she’ll at least be a director."

Last ti, it was Liang Jianfeng and Liang Jiajia who fought side by side as father and daughter.

This ti, it was the sa.

Liang Hao was full of emotion internally, yet it was Song Guanchao who was truly capable.

Before Song Guanchao appeared, Liang Jianfeng was almost forced into retirent by Director Qin.

But since Liang Jianfeng got in touch with Song Guanchao, in less than half a year, first ca a first-class individual rit, a hero model honor title.

And then ca today...

Today’s award, if nothing else, was at least a second-class rit.

Liang Jianfeng was indeed capable, but the essence of the bureaucracy is actually a Bo Le system.

A person’s promotion path largely depends on who supports you from behind.

With Song Guanchao and Wu Qiangwei behind Liang Jianfeng, his abilities had the chance to co to light.

"Damn!" soone exclaid softly not far away.

The vast auditorium suddenly quieted down.

"What’s going on?" Liang Hao was puzzled and noticed that everyone was looking towards the entrance.

He curiously looked over.

The next second, his pupils constricted, a look of shock spread across his face, and he forgot to take a drag from his cigarette.

Song Guanchao also looked curiously.

He saw three people, one woman and two n, entering the venue.

The woman, in a dark blue striped suit, was around thirty, with an excellent deanor, exuding a subtle aura.

Though not overbearing, she made people involuntarily feel a bit tense.

The two n behind her were also of a sowhat similar age.

One person had a cara slung over their shoulder, while another held a manuscript.

Song Guanchao looked again and again, not understanding why these people were reacting this way.

It was just three normal people, wasn’t it?

"Brother Liang, do you know that woman?"

"How could I possibly know her!"

Liang Hao had already snapped back to reality.

"If you don’t know her, what are you so worked up about?"

"I may not know the person, but I recognize the logo on their microphone!"

It was then that Song Guanchao noticed the woman indeed holding a microphone.

The logo on the microphone generally represents the television station it belongs to.

He found the logo sowhat familiar, but he couldn’t recall where he had seen it before for the life of him.

"What about the logo?"

"What about it?" Liang Hao glared, "You don’t recognize it?"

"It looks familiar."

"You..." Liang Hao took a deep breath and said, "That’s the logo of the Ministry of Propaganda’s News Bureau!"

"The Ministry of Propaganda?"

Song Guanchao was stunned for a mont.

"Right!" Liang Hao’s voice trembled with excitent: "Who would have thought? Who would have thought that even the Ministry of Propaganda would co to today’s reporting session? I knew it! The impact of this case is so significant, it couldn’t just be a provincial reward!"

"Brother!"

Liang Hao patted him on the shoulder and said, "This ti, even the leaders from way up high will be paying attention to you! Your na will absolutely make it into the internal briefs!"

"Uh..."

Song Guanchao wanted to say, it’s not likely.

But he swallowed his words before they left his mouth.

The Ministry of Propaganda doesn’t do interviews lightly.

Anyone they chose to interview was never ordinary.

Making it into the internal briefs was indeed a possibility.

"Secretary Song, Secretary Wu is looking for you."

Xu Xin approached with quick steps, reminding him, "The Ministry of Propaganda wants to interview you, the Secretary is asking if you’re prepared."

"Prepared? What do I need to prepare?"

"An interview, of course." Xu Xin asked, "Didn’t anyone give you an interview script?"

"No."

"What?"

Xu Xin looked a bit panicked, "Then what are you going to do? What will you say when the Ministry of Propaganda asks you questions?"

"Just answer normally," Song Guanchao smiled and said, "Let’s go."

At this ti, the journalist from the Ministry of Propaganda was talking and having a short interview with the main leaders of the city.

Seasoned operators like Secretary Lu and the others, despite being surprised by the Ministry’s direct and unannounced visit, did not lose their composure.

They responded to the interview with ease, using official parlance.

Fortunately, the other party was asking routine questions without posing any particularly sharp ones.

Wu Qiangwei saw him coming and introduced: "This is Song Guanchao, Secretary Song."

The journalist turned around, and upon seeing Song Guanchao, tall with wheat-colored skin, whose physique filled out his suit impressively, was slightly surprised.

It was quite rare to see such a good image within the system.

"Secretary Song, this is Journalist Lin from the Ministry of Propaganda."

"Hello, Journalist Lin."

Confronted with the Ministry of Propaganda, Song Guanchao did not show panic; his smile was sunny, which made Journalist Lin develop a favorable impression of him.

"Hello, Secretary Song. I have a few questions I’d like to interview you about, is now a good ti?"

"It’s fine."

Journalist Lin asked so simple questions, mainly about the case.

Song Guanchao’s answers were appropriate, and he didn’t take all the credit for himself, mainly ntioning that the leadership in the city had given direction.

Secretary Lu and the others listening to his response were actually quite amazed.

The young man was indeed giving them face at a crucial ti; his big-picture perspective wasn’t bad.

Secretary Sun, standing by with a smile on his face, was nearly grinding his teeth in frustration.

He was the grand secretary of the City Committee!

Yet all the lilight was being stolen by Song Guanchao!

Seeing Song Guanchao so pleased with himself, he found it harder to bear than if he had been killed.

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