As the head of the propaganda department, She Lihua has always been no worse than others in terms of political sensitivity. Looking at the newspaper on the table, She Lihua's face became very ugly.

This time, although the organizer of the Golden Flower Festival in Linglong City is Linglong City, the Propaganda Department is also one of the organizers after all.

And in this matter, it is still Linglong City that is involved. If it is other cities, let them do a review, but what about Linglong City, Secretary Cen is bent on promoting Tu Fenfen, secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Linglong City, to become a member of the Standing Committee, and it is absolutely impossible for Tu Fenfen to take responsibility at such an important moment.

If Tu Struggle doesn't bear this responsibility, will it fall on himself? Although She Lihua knew that she was about the same age in her career and had no room for improvement, she didn't want to be punished for no reason at this time.

After all, punishment is not a good thing, and sometimes it will be recorded in the file for a lifetime. But if Cen Begang insists on taking this responsibility, then what should he do? One thought after another flashed in She Lihua's mind, and a feeling of boredom rose in her heart.

Standing up, She Lihua suddenly thought that she had something to arrange for the office, picked up the phone on the table and was just about to call the office director, and thought that she seemed to have not appeared in the office for a while.

As a female leader, while maintaining her majesty, She is also willing to maintain her approachable side. In order to achieve this effect of grace and power, close and sparse, almost every week. She Lihua will go to the office and wait for a trip to the office next to her.

She Lihua's office is on the third floor, and the office is also on the third floor, in order to better serve the leaders.

In the corridor of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee, there are some empty ones. She Lihua walked countless times in this corridor, but at this time she had an uncomfortable feeling. Luckily, the office wasn't very far from her office, and it didn't take long to arrive.

She Lihua was just about to push the door in, when she heard someone inside: "Look at this chapter." Although he didn't name it, isn't this a clear criticism of our Midong? ”

"People are giving us face, but in fact, people with a discerning eye know at a glance that it is Midong who is criticizing. Fortunately, when Chengmi City held the Golden Flower Festival, Governor Wang gave the fee to the card owner, otherwise, maybe he should be criticized by name! ”

"Well, Linglong City has gone too far this time, don't say anything else. Just the big names. It's not a small amount. If you can use the money to build some infrastructure. Isn't it a great thing for the benefit of the country and the people? ”

This kind of discussion was not surprising to She Lihua, she smiled. Didn't care. Just as she was about to make her footsteps louder and let the people know they were coming. I heard someone say: "If Minister She had listened to Governor Wang, our Midong would not have been criticized like this." ”

"In this matter, I can't complain about Minister She, and Minister She can't be a family. However, our Propaganda Department is also one of the organizers, and maybe it will be criticized! ”

There was a sighing voice from inside for a while, for these people who spoke, She Lihua could guess the names on the base, but at this time she didn't have the heart to worry about this with these people, and after a moment of silence, she turned her head and walked towards her office.

The road was still cold, but She Lihua's heart was full of words at this time, that is, if she had listened to Governor Wang, there would have been no such thing!

"Minister She, are you out?" Just when She Lihua walked to the door of her office, she saw the office director coming over, and it seemed that the office director with a piece folder in his hand had something to look for her.

Although her spirit is not very good now, She Lihua still held up her spirit and asked, "Director Mi, is there anything wrong?" ”

Mida Su has been the director of the office of the Propaganda Department for some years, and he is considered an old qualification, but he respects She Lihua every time. At this time, when she heard She Lihua ask, she said softly: "Minister She, I just received a notice from the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, saying that Secretary Cen will convene a standing committee tomorrow. ”

"Did you say anything?" She Lihua pondered for a moment, and asked Midasu in a low voice.

"It seems that the main issue is to improve the political status of the economically strong city." Speaking of this, Midasu glanced at She Lihua, and then continued: "Minister She, I think this matter should be a good thing for Tu Struggle. ”

Of course, it is a good thing for Tu Struggle, but She Lihua's heart is sinking, and the thoughts that have been immersed in her heart can no longer be suppressed at this time. Secretary Cen wants to promote Tu Struggle, so isn't there no one to bear this responsibility except for her She Lihua!

She Lihua, who was full of uneasiness in her heart, immediately felt a wave of anger rising from her heart, but this anger did not last long, she felt a depression again, if this decision was made by Cen Begang, could she object?

"Okay, Director Mi, get busy!" She Lihua, who was a little irritable in her heart, waved her hand at her subordinates, her face a little impatient.

Midasu wanted to say something, but when he turned his head and glanced at She Lihua, he finally took back what he was about to say. After all, he can't get in touch with the level of leadership, and if he talks too much, it won't do him any good.

She Lihua, who returned to the office, was thinking about the sentence she heard in the office just now: If Governor Wang didn't stop him at that time, I am afraid that the criticism will be even worse.

Lu Dingcheng looked at his son with a gloomy face, he didn't expect his son to be so inadequate, he asked him to pursue his daughter who was successful, but he didn't expect that the pursuit would not succeed, he actually had the idea of the overlord making a bow.

This bastard, this is simply death. Thinking of the gloomy face of the person sent by Chengtu just now, Lu Dingcheng's heart trembled. He knows very well that although he is also considered to be famous, how much worse is it compared to Chengtu.

Although the secretary of Chengtu didn't say anything uncomfortable to listen to, the more this happened, the more uncomfortable Lu Dingcheng felt in his heart. As the saying goes, a dog that bites doesn't bark, and a dog that barks doesn't bite. If you don't give Chengtu an explanation, Chengtu will definitely not let go of himself!

The last time his son committed something in Beijing, firstly, so many people talked, and secondly, Wang Zijun didn't want to care, so he just let Lu Zejiong be locked up for a few days in accordance with the provisions of the law. But this time, will Chengtu be willing to pay the account?

"Dad, you're looking for me!" Lu Zejiong pushed the door and walked into his father's office, and said with respect on his face.

"Hmph, I heard that you've been in trouble lately, how can I, a father, not see me!" Lu Dingcheng is a son, and he rarely reprimanded him in the past, but at this time, he had the idea of picking up a stick and beating him severely.

"Dad, I haven't made any progress, but don't worry, I will live up to your expectations in the future, that ......" Lu Zejiong listened to his father's words, and hurriedly promised that he wanted Lu Dingcheng to open up.

Lu Dingcheng smiled, and without waiting for Lu Jiong to finish speaking, he picked up a clip on the table and smashed it towards Lu Zejiong. Lu Zejionggen didn't expect his father to do it, and before he could react, his face was slapped fiercely by the clip, and a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, I was wrong, forgive me, I won't dare in the future!" Lu Zejiong looked at Lu Dingcheng and said with a frightened face.

"Hmph, you brute, now I know I'm afraid, I'll tell you, I almost ruined your son, you rabbit!" Between Lu Dingcheng speaking, the clip in his hand fell more ruthlessly, and Lu Zejiong could only hold his head and protect his head.

Two minutes later, Lu Dingcheng put down the folder in his hand, he glanced at his son, and smiled coldly: "Son, Dad doesn't want to beat you, but there is no way, if you don't give someone an explanation, even your son will be in big trouble." ”

"Dad, I didn't do anything, I met Wang Zijun, this ......" Lu Zejiong said this, and hugged the part of his head again, looking afraid of being beaten again.

Lu Dingcheng looked at his son's appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he created such a big family property from scratch, how can he say that he can be regarded as a first-class character, he didn't expect to have a son so useless, this is really in response to the old saying of a tiger father and a dog.

"You stupid thing, you just heal the scar and forget the pain, Wang Zijun locked you up for a while, you don't know how to change. Do you know that Wang Zijun has just come to Midong, and he has to pay attention to his image, and he doesn't want to be like a little insect like you, which is just a lesson for you. But you have to tease Chengtu, do you think that characters like them can be flirted with? ”

"Dad, what then?" Lu Zejiong's legs trembled a little at this time, and he trembled a little when he thought of the days he lived in the detention center.

"I don't have to go to the detention center again, this time it's a nice place to go." Lu Dingcheng glanced at his son and said, "I have already gone to the orthopedic hospital to open a ward for you, you can go and live for a few months!" ”

"Dad, you asked me to pretend to be sick? Okay, I'll go. Lu Zejiong said towards Lu Dingcheng with a happy face.

Lu Dingcheng smiled, waved his hand and said, "You go out, I still have something to deal with." ”

Lu Zejiong was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't want to stay in a room with his father at this time, and walked out with joy at the moment. Lu Dingcheng looked at the direction of his son's departure, and said secretly in his heart: "Don't blame me for being ruthless, son!" ”

As soon as his thought arose, he heard a terrible scream coming from the staircase, and then he heard someone say loudly: "Oh no, Jiong Shao fell down the stairs!" ”

Listening to the screams that kept coming, the muscles at the corners of Lu Dingcheng's mouth twitched, but then he opened his desk, revealing a photo.

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