Nailed here 17

  "Perhaps this is a good opportunity." Sitting in the office, Han Dong looked at the newspaper in his hand and began to ponder.

  Today's "Rongzhou Daily" front page headline reprinted a commentary from the "Huaxia Daily", which pointed out that China should learn from the current turmoil in northern Russia, and cannot rush forward impulsively. It emphasized the need to ensure stability by proceeding gradually and steadily. The central idea of the article is that the pace of reform should be slower and more gentle, avoiding the mistake of rash advance, with a hint of pouring cold water on it.

  Han Dong knew that Russia would announce its dissolution in less than a month, and at that time, a grand debate would erupt domestically, with the focus of the debate being whether to vigorously reform and open up. It wasn't until that wise old man began to make some speeches at the end of January next year that public opinion underwent a thorough change, and the high-level officials of Huaxia also made up their minds to further increase the intensity of reform and opening up.

  "Now that I know where things are headed, why can't I use this as an opportunity to change the current situation?"

  A way to change reality suddenly flashed in Han Dong's mind, and a wave of excitement surged up in his heart. He took out the manuscript paper from the drawer, picked up his pen and wrote down a title - "Reform and Development are the Foundation of Social Stability and National Long-term Peace".

  With memories of his past life in mind, Han Dong's writing was like magic, and he wrote nearly 2,000 words in less than an hour.

  "Hehe, feels good." Han Dong put down his pen and reviewed it from start to finish, making revisions before reading through several more times, feeling that the meaning was expressed very clearly.

  He tore off the draft, folded it up and put it in the drawer. Although the article was written, Han Dong felt that now was not the best time, he still had to wait a little longer.

  "Knock, knock, knock..." A series of knocks on the door rang out.

  Han Dong looked up and saw Liu Cuifen standing at the door with a thermos bottle, smiling and saying: "Please come in."

  "Director, I've come to change your water." Liu Cuifen said softly.

  Her cheeks were slightly red, and her ponytail swayed gently. Since Han Dong came to the statistics bureau, she had been very diligent, coming to change water several times a day, and every time she spoke with Han Dong, her face would flush slightly.

  Put down the kettle, Liu Cuifen composed herself and said: "Director, there's something I'd like to report to you."

  "You go ahead and say it."

  "May I ask Director Zou to give you a key to your office so that I can help clean the office ahead of time in the morning?"

  Liu Cuifen quickly finished speaking, slightly lowered her head, and her heart thumped wildly.

  Han Dong smiled slightly, this woman is quite capable, and has the opportunity to promote her. Although Huang Song's matter has been settled, Han Dong is still dissatisfied with Director Zhao Ren Shun of the office, who has been closely following Huang Song until now. Han Dong intentionally let Zou Gang be the director, so that there is a lack of a deputy director, and Liu Cuifen in front of him can take the position.

  Zou Gang and Liu Cuifen were the first to come over, Han Dong wanted to promote them, but also had some nepotism. Of course, this is not a bad thing either, if there was no benefit, who would be at ease to surrender?

  It is precisely because of this that the phenomenon of mountain strongholds and cliques are often seen in official circles.

  However, Han Dong had the intention of promoting them, but for the time being, it was not easy to operate. After compromising with Huang Song, the corresponding constraints on Zhao Ren Shun were also gone, and there must be a reason to adjust him. Otherwise, how can people convince, and Shen Congfei, as the deputy leader in charge, would not agree either. Although the level of the director of the statistical bureau's office is low, their appointment is mainly nominated by the bureau, but it needs the signature of the deputy leader and the organization department to confirm.

  "Moreover, Shen Congfei seems to be somewhat dissatisfied with me." Han Dong sighed inwardly.

  After grasping the situation at the Statistics Bureau, Han Dong wanted to report his work to Shen Congfei again. However, Zheng Yongzhong told him that Shen Congfei was very busy and had no time to see him. Han Dong asked three times, but the result was the same, which made him feel depressed and didn't know where he offended Shen Congfei.

  "It can't be rushed." Han Dong thought, and said to Liu Cuifen: "Just tell Director Zou about this matter."

  "Alright, thank you Director." Liu Cuifen said nervously, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving then."

  "Hmm." Han Dong nodded, not understanding why Liu Cuifen was thanking him. It should be the other way around, he thought.

  Since he took power, the staff of the Statistics Bureau respected Han Dong much more, and no one looked down on him because of his youth.

  Huang Song has basically become a lone wolf, with everyone keeping a respectful distance from him. No one dares to be disrespectful to him, after all, he has a powerful figure backing him up.

  "Hmph, one day they'll all regret it." Huang Song sat in his office muttering to himself. What he was referring to were the people who had curried favor with Han Dong by fair means or foul, whose behavior made him extremely angry and resentful, but he couldn't find a way to vent his emotions.

  Having sat idly in the office for a whole morning, Huang Song felt that he couldn't go on like this anymore. He picked up the phone and dialed a string of numbers. After the call connected, he stood up, holding the receiver with both hands, slightly bending his waist, with a faint smile on his face.

  "Hello," a stern voice came from the other end of the phone.

  Huang Song bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Secretary Wang, it's me, Huang Song."

  "Xiao Huang, what's up?"

  "It's like this, Secretary Wang. You're also aware of the current situation at the Statistics Bureau. Han Dong and Ge Wenguang have joined forces to take me down, and now I'm just a bystander. Can you help me out?"

  This was a decision Huang Song had thought about for many days. The statistics bureau was no longer a place where he could muddle along, and every day he would see those guys running to Han Dong's office to report on their work, which made him very angry. However, he also knew that turning things around wouldn't be easy, so he wanted to use Wang Jinggui to switch to a different unit, and start from scratch.

  "Where do you want to move?" Wang Jingui's tone was very calm.

  Huang Song smiled and said: "You can handle this as you see fit, whichever unit..."

  "Hum, you think the county government is mine to command, and I can arrange for you to go wherever I want? Don't you even think about it, the county just adjusted its personnel, how can I still give you a transfer?"

  The smile on Huang Song's face quickly disappeared, "Secretary Wang, I..."

  "Alright." Wang Jingui cut him off, "You just stay at the statistics bureau and keep a close eye on things. I'm busy, don't call me unless it's something important." With that, he hung up the phone.

  "Hmph..." Huang Song slammed down the phone with a "clunk" and sat down with a thud, a hint of sinister light flashing in his eyes.

  After a while, he let out a long sigh, picked up the receiver and put it back in place, gritting his teeth and saying: "Fine, I'll stay here then."