Zhang Wenyan's father's name is Zhang Xiangshui, 65 years old this year, and her mother's name is Liu Ping, 60 years old this year, and she was vice chairman of the Provincial Women's Federation before her retirement.

Zhang Xiangshui and Liu Ping had four children, but during the war years, they were displaced and had no fixed residence, and one child was exiled to the people, but he has not been found yet. The other three children are two boys and one girl, the eldest son is a scholar and a professor at Beijing University, and the second son is a military cadre who is engaged in scientific research.

The old couple was very strict with their two sons, but they were very fond of this little daughter.

Zhang Wenyan took Wang Yongliang into the family home of the provincial party committee, and his father, as the old secretary, had a set of independent homes for him.

Zhang Xiangshui was watering the flowers with a watering can in the courtyard, and he was humming Zhuge Liang's singing segment in the Peking Opera "Empty City Strategy": "I am watching the mountain scenery from the city tower, and I can hear the chaos outside the city......

The authentic Yang school singing voice is full of charm.

"Dad, are you in a good mood? Do you still sing Peking Opera?" Zhang Wenyan has short ear-length hair, a light blue suit, and high heels, walking on the red brick paved road, clicking, revealing a sense of ability and happiness.

"Yan, are you back? Yongliang is also here? Come into the house and sit. Zhang Xiangshui saw the two of them enter the courtyard and happily beckoned the two into the house.

Yongliang, as Zhang Wenyan's secretary, naturally has to deal with Zhang Wenyan's relatives, so Zhang Xiangshui is also very familiar with him.

Zhang Xiangshui was injured in the waist during the war years and needed crutches to walk, so Zhang Wenyan went to help his old father into the house.

Liu Ping was choosing vegetables with his aunt in the kitchen, when he saw Zhang Wenyan and Yongliang coming in, put down the dishes in his hand, and greeted them.

"Hello Chairman Liu!" Yongliang greeted.

"Yongliang is here? Liu Ping hurriedly asked Yongliang to sit on the sofa, Yongliang handed the bag to Zhang Wenyan, and said, "Minister, if it's okay, I'll go back first, and I'll pick you up when I go to work in the afternoon." ”

"No, Yongliang, you sit. You can't leave today, have a drink with me. Zhang Xiangshui kept Yongliang Road.

Yongliang looked at Zhang Wenyan, Zhang Wenyan smiled and said, "Look at what I'm doing? The old secretary gave an order, who would dare not listen?"

"You girl!" Liu Ping pushed Zhang Wenyan on the side, and said angrily: "It's a joke with your father." ”

"Well, I'll be respectful and obey. Yongliang had no choice but to sit down.

The aunt brought the tea, Zhang Wenyan and Yongliang each put a cup in front of them, and Yongliang saw that it was the Longjing that had just come down. I tasted it when I picked it up, it tasted pretty good, and it should be the best.

It seems that the old man's enthusiasm in officialdom has not completely subsided.

"Yan, that article of yours is good, it is indeed insightful. Zhang Xiangshui praised it as soon as he came up.

"Who was still worried about me two days ago?" Zhang Wenyan said, picking up the teacup and taking a sip elegantly.

"yes, I'm ashamed to say that. I am also an old party member, and I want to say that political theory is no worse than that of you, the vice minister, but some time ago, the criticism in the newspapers was so fierce that I also had doubts and wavering. I'm ashamed. Zhang Xiangshui said.

Yong Liangxin said that this revolutionaries of the older generation are broad-minded, right is right, wrong is wrong, and has the courage to admit their own shortcomings, which is very valuable. The weapon of criticism and self-criticism is indeed powerful in them.

"These days, I am also thinking, what are we fighting so bloody for? What is the first priority of our party's governance? Now I have figured it out, to put it bluntly, it is to let the people live a good life. Your article is really well written, and every time you read it, you get something out of it. ”

Although the author of the article is his own daughter, such praise is inevitably a suspicion of showmanship, but Zhang Xiangshui still does not hesitate to praise, it seems that the article did touch his soul.

"Dad, you can praise it, anyway, the real author of the article is Yongliang, not your daughter. Zhang Wenyan said with a smile.

"What?Yongliang, you wrote it?" Zhang Xiangshui was startled and looked at Yongliang.

"When I write, it's mainly the minister's own ideas. Yongliang covered up and glanced at Zhang Wenyan secretly.

"Yes, yes, the future is terrifying, and the children can be taught!" Zhang Xiangshui is an old man, how can Yongliang's little trick be hidden from him, and he instantly understood what Yongliang meant.

Zhang Xiangshui used two idioms, the future is terrible and the child can be taught.

The posterity is terrifying, because Zanyongliang has a high theoretical level and strong political acumen;

The son can be taught, which means that Yongliang has won the three flavors of officialdom.

If Yongliang signed and published it himself, it would be impossible for him, a new recruit who had just entered the officialdom, to gain much political benefit at all, but to give it to Zhang Wenyan, it was the opposite. Although Yongliang seems to have no gain, he can gain Zhang Wenyan's appreciation, Zhang Wenyan will definitely be a big help in his future career, and this harvest is obviously much more affordable than publishing an article in his own name.

"Dad, you didn't call me back to compliment me, right?" asked Zhang Wenyan.

"Yan'er, do you know what your shortcomings are?" asked Zhang Xiangshui.

"Dad, since I worked, I have been on retreat, and my shortcoming is, of course, that I have no grassroots work experience. Zhang Wenyan said.

"Yes. You have the ability to work, and the theoretical level is not low, but you just lack grassroots work experience. This one is likely to limit your development. Now that the conditions are ripe, it is time to consider pragmatism. Zhang Xiangshui said.

"Dad, am I too young?" Zhang Wenyan said.

"The old chief has already said in his speech that it is necessary to boldly promote young people in accordance with the standard of 'four modernizations', and I think that for a long time to come, the younger cadres should be a principle that the organization department must follow. Zhang Xiangshui said.

Wang Yongliang had to express his admiration for his judgment. It's the political vision of an old politician, and it's really good.

Wang Yongliang basically knows what Zhang Xiangshui means, he wants to use the occasion of the city and county change before the 14th National Congress of the Communist Party of China to make Zhang Wenyan a mayor or secretary, so that she can increase her grassroots work experience.

"Okay, Dad, I agree with you. Zhang Wenyan agreed.

She is full of confidence now, although she is younger and still a lesbian, but she does not feel that there is anything to fear in working at the grassroots level.

"Grassroots work is complex and changeable, requiring strong adaptability, you have to be psychologically prepared. Zhang Xiangshui said meaningfully.

Wang Yongliang interpreted the meaning of his sentence that he should have already raised eyebrows about helping Zhang Wenyan run the city landlord official.

Wang Yongliang has no doubts about this. Also, it shouldn't be difficult to find a landlord as his old secretary. The province will not fail to give this face, besides, Zhang Wenyan's political achievements are also well-known, not to mention his ability.