Official Career Storm Chapter 823

After leaving the City Committee Building, Mayor Zheng and Mayor Jiang walked side by side toward the parking lot.

As they reached the car, Mayor Jiang suddenly said, "Congratulations, Mayor Zheng."

Zheng Bihui paused slightly as he held the car door, looking at him in confusion, "Congratulations?"

Mayor Jiang smiled, "After Secretary Lu is transferred from Lingjiang, I can’t think of anyone more suitable for the City Secretary position than Mayor Zheng."

Zheng Bihui was slightly surprised inside but kept a calm face, "Mayor Jiang is joking."

"Mayor Zheng doesn’t need to be modest."

Mayor Jiang said, "Regarding Secretary Lu’s work, the City Governnt will actively cooperate. In the future, when Mayor Zheng goes to the City Committee, the City Governnt will continue to assist and cooperate. We’ve worked together for years; Mayor Zheng should be aware of my character."

Zheng Bihui laughed and said, "Who can say for sure about the future? For now, let’s focus on the present. If I do enter the City Committee one day, Mayor Jiang should also step up to beco Mayor. By then, we’ll have to join forces to manage Lingjiang well and present the province with a satisfactory report card."

Mayor Jiang nodded, "Mayor Zheng is right."

With just a nod, the two went their separate ways and got into their cars.

Jiang Yuan looked through the glass at the City Committee Building, then at the car Mayor Zheng had already started, laughing quietly, "This old fox, really ruthless in his thods."

...

Minister Zhou returned to the office and dialed Zhang ilin’s number.

"Minister Zhou."

With this forr leader, Zhang ilin always maintained a respectful attitude.

"Secretary Zhang, is work going well recently?"

"I’ve encountered so problems, but they are within the scope of resolution."

"It’s good if they can be resolved."

Minister Zhou said, "If you have ti, co to the city and et Secretary Wu."

Zhang ilin asked, "Minister Zhou, is there sothing Secretary Wu wants from ?"

Minister Zhou said, "To discuss the matter of Dujiang City’s administrative independence."

Zhang ilin was shocked, "Minister Zhou, has sothing happened in Lingjiang?"

Dujiang City is a county-level city under Lingjiang’s jurisdiction.

Becoming independent would an direct governance by the province.

Previously, when Hou Wen was still around, there was indeed such a thought.

But after he was arrested, the matter was left unresolved.

Zhang ilin also had this idea, but it was just a thought.

He dared not ntion it, nor could he ntion it, and couldn’t let others know he had such thoughts.

Because his background and connections were all in Lingjiang City.

Being able to serve as the head of Dujiang City was the result of a power struggle among several leaders in Lingjiang.

In this, Minister Zhou was the biggest supporter, followed by Wu Qiangwei.

If he dared to propose independence at this ti, it would an breaking away from Lingjiang.

But without independence, his future developnt would be very limited.

Unless he achieves sothing significant or has major accomplishnts, he might spend his whole life at the prefecture-level city.

But now, Minister Zhou suddenly wants him to propose it.

What he can think of is that there’s been a significant upheaval in Lingjiang City’s political arena.

Minister Zhou said, "Recently, Secretary Lu has been quite active, and the next City Secretary might be Zheng Bihui."

Zhang ilin was sowhat incredulous.

Zheng Bihui?

How could he possibly have a chance?

Once the City Secretary position becos vacant, only two people in Lingjiang have hope.

One is Wu Qiangwei, and the other is Jiang Yuan!

But Minister Zhou said, Zheng Bihui has hope.

Suddenly, Zhang ilin realized another problem, "What about Mayor?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Yuan will be confird."

Zhang ilin’s heart sank.

Indeed.

With both the first and second leadership positions changing, Wu Qiangwei’s na was not ntioned.

Logically, considering Wu Qiangwei’s background and the reason for her reassignnt to Lingjiang, if the City Secretary and Mayor both had vacancies, she would undoubtedly be the first choice.

But now Minister Zhou tells him that neither position will fall to her.

This ans Wu Qiangwei has fallen out of favor!

Zhang ilin was puzzled and curious; what exactly happened in Lingjiang in these few months?

What have Secretary Lu and Mayor Zheng done?

How did the situation turn into this?

"Minister Zhou, Lingjiang...what’s happened?"

"Secretary Lu and Mayor Zheng have reached an agreent."

He actually noticed this earlier but didn’t take it seriously.

But today’s events at the Standing Committee eting made him realize suddenly that compared to Wu Qiangwei, Secretary Lu was more skilled.

"Secretary Lu will soon leave Lingjiang. Before he leaves, he will recomnd Zheng Bihui."

"What about Secretary Wu? With the mayoral position vacant, Secretary Wu should have a greater advantage."

"She indeed has a greater advantage, but she cannot be the Mayor and won’t be."

"Why?"

"ilin, you need to learn to think for yourself."

Zhang ilin was startled; he knew he was being too hasty.

"I’ll have Xiao Zhang organize Lingjiang’s situation and send it to you. Examine it thoroughly and think carefully. Tonight, I’ll have dinner with Secretary Wu; you co earlier."

"Understood, Minister Zhou."

He was already in a leadership position and couldn’t wait for others to feed him.

After hanging up the phone, not long after, Minister Zhou’s new secretary, Zhang Wenjun, sent him the information.

Zhang ilin leaned on the wide boss chair, examining it word for word.

After reading it, Zhang ilin had a vague sense of direction, but it wasn’t clear enough.

He needed more ti to think and analyze.

However, eting Secretary Wu tonight left him little ti to think.

Looking at the ti, he imdiately set off for Lingjiang.

anwhile, in the City Committee.

Wu Qiangwei returned to the office, and Song Guanchao emptied the cold tea leaves and brewed a new cup of tea.

Wu Qiangwei inford him of today’s Standing Committee agenda.

"You know, proposing a change from civil to comrcial is actually a solution."

Song Guanchao, after serious consideration, gave his opinion.

Wu Qiangwei said, "For now, it does seem like a good suggestion."

This proposal not only resolved the most troubleso funding issue but also tackled the difficulties of relocation.

Just then, Wu Qiangwei’s phone rang; it was Minister Zhou calling.

"Hello, Minister Zhou."

"Secretary Wu, are you free tonight?"

Minister Zhou said, "Secretary Zhang is coming over tonight. If you have ti, let’s gather together?"

"Alright."

Putting down the phone, Wu Qiangwei said, "Clear your schedule for tonight; Minister Zhou is bringing Zhang ilin for dinner."

"Did Minister Zhou ntion anything?"

"Didn’t specify."

She was also puzzled.

So suddenly, there must be sothing to discuss.

...

By noon, Zhang ilin had arrived at Lingjiang.

He didn’t go straight to Minister Zhou; he grabbed a bowl of noodles, chose a teahouse to rest, and continued to ponder, but couldn’t find a breakthrough.

Seeing it’s already afternoon, Zhang ilin sighed, didn’t force himself, and directly went to find Minister Zhou.

"Secretary Zhang." Zhang Wenjun was sowhat surprised to see Zhang ilin, "Are you looking for Minister Zhou?"

"Yes."

"Wait a mont." Zhang Wenjun knocked on the door, "Minister Zhou, Secretary Zhang is here for you."

"Invite him in."

Zhang ilin walked into the office and lifted the gift box in his hand, "Minister Zhou, I brought you so tea leaves."

Minister Zhou smiled with pleasure, "Have a seat. Wenjun, you can go back to work."

After Zhang Wenjun left, Minister Zhou asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Zhang ilin admitted ashadly, "No."

Minister Zhou wasn’t disappointed, "The ti fra is too short; it’s normal not to have figured it out."

Zhang ilin didn’t feel comforted but, instead, wryly said, "If it were Secretary Song, he would surely figure it out."

"Him?" Minister Zhou shook his head, "Don’t think of him as omnipotent. If he had thought it through, he would have been the one contacting you, not ."