Gao Liang looked relaxed, laughing, and looked at Ning Zhiyuan with a smile. Ning Zhiyuan took the outline of the materials and said very respectfully, Director Gao gave me an opinion, you just laughed, brother, I don't know the bottom in my heart.

Gao Liang dragged out a cigarette from the drawer and handed it over, and said with a smile, I am responsible for the logistics, and you are fully responsible for the intellectual service. Ning Zhiyuan had a difficult face, and he was worried in his heart, always worried that the boss would not be able to pass the test. Gao Liang continued to say haha, my brother has been the director of the office for eight years, and I might as well share it with you, that is, "I am not afraid of the day, but ask for understanding", less detours and less useless work, hahaha, personal thoughts, for reference only. Ning Zhiyuan's eyes lit up and remembered it in his heart.

Gao Liangfeng said lightly, Zhiyuan, walking in the study, the height is too cold, even the county party committee office is mixed. Ning Zhiyuan wanted to ask for details, but Gao Liang talked about him left and right, so he gave up. He knew that it would take time to polish his eyes.

Back in his office, he summoned several secretarial staff to arrange the tasks, emphasizing that the style of writing should be adjusted, using less written language, more pragmatic words, and less long sentences and more short sentences. Everyone went back to work on the manuscript.

Gao Liang looked at the first draft sent in, read it carefully, and then leaned back in his chair and thought about it. The speech materials of the secretary of the county party committee at the county's rural economic work conference have not changed much from the past, but the focus on the theme is very prominent, and the spirit of the higher-level document is very pertinent, instructive and operational in combination with the actual implementation of the superior document in Yuezhou, especially the style of writing has changed greatly, the language is popular and short, the text is clean and fresh, and there is no trace of eight habits. In the past few years, he and Zou Xinlin have been working hard for it, but Ning Zhiyuan has only come to make such achievements, and it seems that he can leave with confidence. He picked up the pen, signed, and submitted it to Secretary Kun Peng and Deputy Secretary Cong Liang for approval.

Xiao Fan, the head of the secretarial unit, came in to get the manuscript, and when he saw that Gao Liang had not changed a word, he was surprised, Director Gao, do you completely agree with this manuscript? Gao Liang looked up and replied, of course. Xiao Fan still looked at him with some disbelief, turned around and went out.

Gao Liang took out his mobile phone and looked at the text message of Luo Chenggong, deputy secretary general of the Municipal Party Committee Office in the morning: next week's inspection, the corner of his mouth showed a crescent moon, he took out a cigarette, lit it and spit it out, and lay on the chair and swayed.

During the period when Liu Shuping was in charge, he was promoted as the candidate for deputy county magistrate, but Wei Qingshan was the director of the ** office, and finally the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee had to give up the two and chose Yue Ziqing, the secretary of the party committee, which was four years later. Finally, under the strong recommendation of Liu Shuping, he is about to serve as the deputy director of the office of the Municipal Party Committee.

When he left after work, he looked at Ning Zhiyuan's busy figure, and his heart floated to his own appearance, shaking his head and going downstairs.