Chapter Forty-Six: Shelter from the Wind and Rain (Ask for Recommendation Votes)
The office was a mess, with glass shards all over the floor. The caller ID phone on the table that had just been installed was already lying in the corner, and it was still torn apart. Yan Zhijie closed the door, picked up the staggering chair on the ground, dusted off the glass shavings on it, and sat down with a big grin.
"He is messing around, not only do you not dissuade him, but you also support him behind his back, do you wish he had gone in earlier?" Without waiting for Vice President Yan to speak, Wu Bolan pointed to his nose and asked in a fierce voice.
Love is deep, hate is cut!
Wu Bolan's affection for his disciples made Yan Zhijie very moved. While pointing to the chair at his feet and motioning for him to sit down, he asked solemnly, "Old Wu, do you think Wen Jian is messing around this time?" β
Wu Bolan was stunned, and said angrily: "There are many ways to solve the problem, why do you have to choose the most flamboyant and dangerous one?" Still ambushed on all sides, still embattled, hum ......! Don't be ambushed by himself, and it is himself who is sung! β
"Isn't that still us?" Vice President Yan smiled indifferently and said casually: "The material surnamed Ma on the side of the Commission for Discipline Inspection is a foot high, if it weren't for the fact that Lao Liu is about to arrive at the station, Zhang Zhengdong can tolerate this sand in his eyes?" Even if Wenjian tosses too much, that is, he has advanced the time to do it, and it will not affect the stability of the political situation. Of course, if the garrison colludes to sing such a play, the Longjiang City Party Committee will definitely have an opinion. But what can they do? At most, they are looking for Wang Cannon to complain, do they dare to go to the compound of the Eastern Naval Region to spread wild? β
Zheng Xiaolan's ancestors and grandchildren are in the hands of Tian Wenjian, which means that the initiative is on his side. Although Ma Dingwen was responsible for the troubles, the Longjiang Municipal Party Committee also bears unshirkable responsibility. After Wu Bolan thought about it, he still said worriedly: "Xiao Yan, Wen Jian can work in the army for two years, can he still work in the army for a lifetime?" You know Lao Liu's surname, even if he can retreat bravely, his protΓ©gΓ©s are still in position.
Wen Jian was about to open a photo studio, and it was still under his nose. As soon as you leave and I retreat, who can still shelter him from the wind and rain? Besides, how do you know that Lao Liu is in the army, it doesn't matter, if he finds an excuse and turns over Wenjian's old accounts, then we will be out of reach. β
Without the backer of Huaxin, Tian Wenjian is a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others. The little social relationship he has established in the past few years, it's okay to do some small things, but it's really a matter of life and death, and his fox friends and dog friends don't add up. How could Vice President Yan not know this, and he had already prepared, and when he saw Wu Bolan mention it, he smiled confidently: "Old Wu, there are only three problems now, one is his safety in the army, the second is the safety of the photo studio, and the third is the safety after leaving the army."
I have already greeted Lao Pan on the army side, and after a while, they will set up Wen Jian as a positive example of college students joining the army. With such a layer of aura, coupled with the favors owed to him by the Air D Division, it is really not so easy for anyone to move him except for the Central Y Military Commission and the three general departments. β
After Vice President Yan paused, he continued to smile: "There is no problem with the photo studio, anyway, Wenjian is still a soldier now, and Xiaofu takes care of everything, who knows that it is he Tian Wenjian who opened the shop." Also, isn't your Regent Association a people's organization? Wen Jian is a party member and a young photographer. When he is discharged from the army, let him enter the Regent Association logically, and then take the name of a deputy to the Provincial People's Congress, who can still treat him? β
There are really two places for the Provincial People's Congress, and Wu Bolan understood Vice President Yan's confidence, but he still asked worriedly: "What about the provincial military district?" If the Longjiang City CPC Committee reports to the provincial military district, and the provincial military district reports to the large military region, then this matter will rise to the level of intensifying the contradictions between the military and the government. β
"Old Wu, Wang Cannon's temper is not much better than yours! If he saw that material, he would have to go to Longjiang to sing together. In addition, how can he say that he is also a soldier, and he can still drag his elbow out? β
"So there's no risk?" Wu Bolan had an incredible look.
Vice President Yan nodded heavily, and said with a smile: "The Provincial Party Committee must be angry about this matter, but the bad thing did happen in Province J, unless he Zhao Zhengdong doesn't want to lose face, otherwise his board can only hit the Longjiang Municipal Party Committee, especially the butt surnamed Ma." β
"You say this kid, why is it so uneasy?" Wu Bolan's stomach was full of anger, but he still raised his head and sighed: "Either you don't poke the basket, and if you poke it, it's a big basket." I've figured it out now, but I'm glad I didn't let him into the club, otherwise I really don't know what earth-shattering things he would do. β
"Where you start, you end, I think that's what he said." After taking a deep breath, Vice President Yan sighed with empathy: "He has worked hard in the club for so many years, if even this little wish can't satisfy him, then we will be too unkind." β
Wu Bolan was stunned, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Xiao Yan, I thank you for that stinky boy." In addition, I, Lao Wu, owe you a personal favor. β
If an ordinary person said this, Yan Zhijie would definitely laugh it off. But Wu Bolan said such a thing, but it had a very heavy weight for him. Photojournalists are marginalized members of the society, but they are a political force to be reckoned with. Take the J Provincial Branch as an example, although Wu Bolan is the only one in the picture collection center, he is one of the five members of the party group of the branch, and he has a decisive vote. Although Wu Bolan is about to retire, his disciples are all over the world. No matter which branch Yan Zhijie is transferred to, even if he changes to politics, he can still get unexpected help from this relatively closed group.
"Old Wu, you are serious! Wen Jian is not only your closed disciple, but also my former subordinate. People say that they have the right not to use it, and it will be invalid when it expires. I'm about to leave, so what can I do for him? Vice President Yan clasped Wu Bolan's hands tightly and said with sincerity: "You can rest assured about the matter of Longjiang, I will negotiate with the provincial party committee, and there will be no problem with Wenjian." β
"Well, I'm relieved to have your words." Wu Bolan nodded and continued: "In addition, you have to knock and knock on those lawless boys he found, just point to the end, and you can't let the situation get out of control." β
"There's Xiao An over there, there's no problem." Vice President Yan let go of his hands and said meaningfully: "Actually, it's not a good thing to make trouble with him. At least the little money that is not enough for the family building can be solved at once. Even if I leave in a few days, I will leave something for the branch in J Province. β
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