"Secretary Liang means, you want me to enter the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee!" Song Siming said.

"Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee?" Hu Xuefeng took a moment in his heart, and said secretly that this is indeed the case, this is really what he is afraid of.

Although Song Siming was a little dizzy, he still saw the worry and thinking revealed in Hu Xuefeng's expression, so he hurriedly asked, "Do you think this position is not good?" ”

Hu Xuefeng waved his hand, "Uncle, do you know why I told you that it is not easy to live in the capital before you went to the capital?" ”

Song Siming recalled the conversation before leaving for the capital and nodded slightly.

Hu Xuefeng smiled again, and said with a deep look in his eyes, "As it stands, you still don't quite understand what I mean by what I said to you. ”

Song Siming was puzzled, could it be that he hadn't understood it thoroughly enough?

Song Siming asked with doubts, "Xiao Feng, don't guess riddles with your uncle, just tell me what you think!" ”

Hu Xuefeng said as he walked, "Uncle, first of all, I didn't want you to stay in the capital, because the capital is full of officials, and the personnel of the central ministries and commissions will make you very bored. ”

"I know this, and I thought of it at the beginning." Song Siming said, "It is precisely because of this concern that when the relevant leaders of the central government asked me if I wanted to stay in the central government, I also refused." ”

Song Siming said this sentence a little arrogantly, because not any official can refuse a position from a central ministry, but he did it.

Hu Xuefeng shook his head, "Uncle, if my guess is right, it should be the Central Propaganda Department that wants to keep you, right?" ”

Song Siming couldn't help but be shocked, he only told Chen Feng about the Central Propaganda Department's decision to keep him in Beijing, but how did Hu Xuefeng guess it?

Hu Xuefeng said, "Uncle, in fact, it is not difficult to guess that since you are famous because of that report, then the Central Propaganda Department naturally takes a fancy to your pen, even if the Central Propaganda Department does not keep you, I am afraid that the Central Policy Research Office will throw an olive branch to you." ”

Hu Xuefeng's analysis was the Tao, which made Song Siming have to be convinced again, he looked at Hu Xuefeng's eyes at this time, it was completely the same as looking at a demon.

Shocked and surprised.

Hu Xuefeng ignored Song Siming's eyes, and he said mercilessly, "Uncle, since you have rejected the invitation from the Central Propaganda Department, why do you want to be attached to the position of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee?" ”

Song Siming was a little embarrassed and a little unconvinced, and said, "Xiaofeng, you don't know that Secretary Liang of the Provincial Party Committee wants me to serve as the deputy director of the Propaganda Department......

Song Siming's voice was very low, for fear of being heard, this matter was just Secretary Liang's communication with him, and the document had not yet been officially issued.

Hu Xuefeng admired the statement of the provincial party committee.

Deputy Minister of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee, this is a dignified deputy department-level cadre, Song Siming jumped from the deputy director of an industrial and commercial bureau to the deputy department-level position, which is equivalent to crossing the threshold of the department level!

However, in Hu Xuefeng's view, if Song Siming really wants to make a difference in officialdom, then the current leapfrog promotion is not good for his future.

Hu Xuefeng knows what will be needed for the promotion of officials in the future, and in the future, he will pay more and more attention to the grassroots political experience of officials and the improvement of their personal resumes.

The next few central bosses, the one who did not go up step by step from the most basic position, if you want to go high and go far, then the foundation must be stable.

Hu Xuefeng thought for a while and gave Song Siming an example, "Uncle, do you know the author of the article "On Practice is the Only Criterion for Testing Truth". ”

Song Siming nodded, "It is Professor Hu Fuming, deputy director of the Department of Philosophy of Nanjing University. ”

Hu Xuefeng asked again, "Do you know what the central government arranged for him after his article was published?" ”

Song Siming shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Hu Xuefeng said, "Uncle, Professor Hu's experience is almost the same as yours, he submitted the article with the intention of going to prison, and it was fortunate that Comrade Yaobang discovered it, so he published this article as an article on the struggle against the old ideology, and the impact of this discussion article on the standard of truth, there is no need to describe it, but you may not know that after the article was published, Professor Hu was also invited by the Central Propaganda Department and the Central Party School, but he didn't go, and then he was arranged by the Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee to be a deputy minister of the Propaganda DepartmentIs this the same experience you have, you say? ”

Song Siming didn't know where Hu Xuefeng got such confidential information, but after listening to it, he still fell into deep thought.

Hu Xuefeng saw that it was effective, so he stepped up and said, "Professor Hu chose to stay in the local area instead of the central government, maybe he has the same concerns as you, but he is different from you, he is a professor and specializes in theoretical research, but you are not, you are a pragmatic official, and retreat is not your strength, so if you stay in the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee, your progress will be limited." ”

Hu Xuefeng made a judgment based on Song Siming's personal resume, Song Siming is not good at article writing and publicity, so staying there will only be a waste of time.

Song Siming also reacted at this time, he broke out in a cold sweat, and even his drowsy brain immediately became clear.

"Xiao Feng, then tell me, how should I choose." Song Siming looked at Hu Xuefeng, he wanted to get some help from him.

"Uncle, if I were you, I would choose to go south!" Hu Xuefeng pointed to the side of the guide, because he knew that there would be a huge opportunity for those who were prepared.

"To the south?" Song Siming was puzzled.

"Qiongzhou, uncle, I suggest that you take the initiative to ask to serve in the Qiongzhou Administrative District Office." Hu Xuefeng knew that in another six or seven years, Qiongzhou Province would be established, which would be the last provincial-level administrative unit established in Chinese mainland, and if Song Siming went at this time, he would be able to stand in a high position at that time.

Song Siming didn't understand why Hu Xuefeng wanted to go to Qiongzhou Island to work by himself, but he knew the poverty there, and he really didn't understand why he went to Qiongzhou Island from the flowery Yangcheng.

Hu Xuefeng could not say that Qiongzhou would be separated from the jurisdiction of eastern Guangdong Province in the future and would be directly promoted to a provincial-level people's government, he could only give Song Siming an analysis of the geographical location of Qiongzhou Island and the area to be extended by reform and opening up.

chatted all the way to Song Siming's door, refused Song Siming's invitation to live in Song's house for a night, Hu Xuefeng went back alone, as for Song Siming's choice, he had no way of knowing, but he still hoped that Song Siming could listen to his advice.