Zhang Zetao's new appointment, no matter what the secretary of the provincial party committee and the governor think, anyway, Tang Yang attaches great importance to it, and appoints a deputy minister at the department level to send Zhang Zetao to take office, if it is not for Zhang Zetao's repeated shirk, Tang Yang wants to personally send Zhang Zetao to take office.

Zhao Zhongguo, secretary of the provincial party committee, has been weak in Jishan Province this year, and Tang Yang also has to consider his future, although it still belongs to Zhao Zhongguo's "organization", but it is not certain that Zhao Zhongguo will leave office one day, in that case, it will be a big blow to Tang Yang, and he must make some preparations in advance.

Throwing himself at Zhu Yijun, it definitely won't work, even if Zhu Yijun accepts it, Tang Yang can't get used to Zhu Yijun, thinking about it, and then thinking of the relationship between his son Tang Xiao and Zhang Zetao, Tang Yang gritted his teeth and pressed the treasure on Zhang Zetao's body.

Officialdom is to gamble, if the bet is right, the future is bright, the scenery is unlimited, and if you lose the bet, you can only blame your fate.

"Hehe, Brother Zetao, you have set a precedent in our province, I remember to maintain the deputy department-level cadre in our province, the youngest record is 31 years old, but today I am afraid it will change."

"Minister Wang, you have won the award."

Listening to the words of implicit envy of Wang Yunshan, deputy director of the Organization Department of Jishan Province beside him, Zhang Zetao smiled and was modest and polite.

"This is a prize, I think it took me five years to get to the section level, seven years from the department level to the department level, thirteen years from the department level to the department level, this year I am almost fifty years old, I walked twenty-five years before I came to the department level, compared with people of the same age, I am still very satisfied, but compared with you, I know that there are people outside this person, and there is heaven outside the sky."

Looking at Zhang Zetao, who was already at the deputy department level at the age of 28, Wang Yunshan couldn't help but shake his head, secretly thinking that this person would really be angry compared to people.

As the deputy director of the Organization Department, Wang Yunshan could feel Tang Yang's attention to Zhang Zetao, otherwise Tang Yang would not have arranged for him to send Zhang Zetao to office.

Although it is not clear what Zhang Zetao's identity is, he has reached such a high position at such a young age, and is valued by Tang Yang, member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Minister of Organization, how can Wang Yunshan, a veteran of officialdom, not show favor to Zhang Zetao.

Although there is only one word difference between the head of the organization department and the deputy minister, the gold content of these two positions is very different, after all, there are so many provincial and ministerial-level leaders in the province, and only 11 are in the permanent position.

With the officialdom veteran Wang Yunshan by his side, Zhang Zetao's road was not lonely, and in a blink of an eye, the car of the Organization Department drove into Anding City.

The mountain, towering and endless, this is the scenery that Zhang Zetao catches his eye. However, fortunately, the state's policy towards ethnic minorities is very lenient, and a second-class highway that can enter and exit trade has been opened for Anding City, otherwise Zhang Zetao would have more than enough strength to seek benefits for the people of this mountainous city.

Driving all the way, Zhang Zetao's vision gradually broadened, the mountain peak seems to be just the "gateway" of Anding City, when driving to the middle of Anding City, the mountain peak has gradually decreased, replaced by a piece of uneven height of the house.

"Well, that's"?

Suddenly, he saw a flowing river, Zhang Zetao had some doubts on his face, he just heard about it, but he didn't know much about Anding City, and he really hadn't heard of this river.

Hey, this river, pony, do you know what kind of river it is"?

Following Zhang Zetao's gaze and looking at the rushing river not far away, Wang Yunshan also frowned, he had never been to Anding City, if he didn't have a driver, he wouldn't have been able to find the location of Anding City at all.

"Minister Wang, Mayor Zhang, that river is called Qinglong River, the legend is that it was transformed by a green dragon, as for the truth and falsehood, no one knows, but this river is indeed a little evil, no matter how dry it is, this river has never dried up, and even the water is turbulent, and there have been several floods."

The driver pony, hearing Wang Yunshan's inquiry, hurriedly replied, he has run to Anyang City a few times, he is still very familiar with this harmony, it was like listening to myths and stories, and he also asked the bottom of it.

"Floods"?

The pony's words made Zhang Zetao frown, looking at the turbulent water, just like a Qinglong River flowing in the Yangtze River, Zhang Zetao was thoughtful.

"By the way, where is the source of this river, do you know"?

Zhang Zetao, who thought of something, withdrew his gaze to look at the driver and asked softly.

"It is said that the sources of this river are not together, and there are a total of 18 springs that converge together to form this Qinglong River."

Nodding, Zhang Zetao didn't ask again, but took the driver Pony's words to heart.

There are mountains and rivers, and it stands to reason that Anding City is like a paradise and a good place, but for some reason, Zhang Zetao's heart is irritable for no reason.

"Secretary Mao, here, here, the car from the Organization Department is here."

Outside the urban area of Anding City, a large number of leaders of Anding City were waiting anxiously there, and when they heard the shout of the director of the office of the municipal party committee, these leaders hurriedly straightened up, including Mao Liquan, secretary of the Anding City CPC Committee at the deputy department level.

Anding City is a county-level city with high-level leaders, and Mao Liquan, secretary of the municipal party committee, and Zhang Zetao, mayor of the city, are both high-level deputy department leaders, and as for other leaders, they are also half a level higher than ordinary county-level cities. The reason for this is because of the praise of the secretary of the county party committee who developed Anding County at the beginning, and on the other hand, because it is a gathering place for ethnic minorities and a place where national policies are relatively relaxed.

The car finally drove into the urban area of Anding City, looking at a large group of leaders not far away, especially seeing the leading Maoli Quan, Wang Yunshan hesitated and suddenly looked at Zhang Zetao.

"Zetao, you see that the one standing at the forefront is Mao Liquan, the secretary of the municipal party committee of Anding City, don't underestimate him, he is a great person, I heard about the accident of the previous mayor, and he has something to do with him, and you have to work with him in the future."

Xu was because of Tang Yang, or maybe it was because of his relationship with Zhang Zetao, what he shouldn't have said, Wang Yunshan whispered to Zhang Zetao with the only voice of the two.

"Well, thank you, Brother Wang."

Hearing Wang Yunshan's words, Zhang Zetao frowned, and couldn't help but look through the car window at Mao Liquan, secretary of the Anding Municipal Party Committee, who was not far away.

On a face with Chinese characters, there are two dark sword-shaped eyebrows, and the eyes under the eyebrows are not big, but they flash from time to time. Xu is an ethnic minority, Maori Quan looks very burly, far from the age of 40 as stated in the data, and from a distance, it looks like 344 or 5.

"Squeak".

As the car stopped, the voice of Maori Quan rang out at the same time.

"Minister Wang, hello, welcome to Anding City, I always heard your name, I haven't had a chance to meet, I didn't expect to see you today."

"Haha, Secretary Mao, you're flattering, but I love to hear it."

"Eh, haha, Minister Wang is really funny."

Hearing Wang Yunshan's words, Mao Liquan was slightly stunned, but after being stunned, he couldn't help laughing.

"Come, Secretary Mao, let me introduce you to you, this is the new mayor of Anding City, Mayor Zhang Zetao Zhang."

After being simple and polite to Mao Liquan, Wang Yunshan pulled Zhang Zetao and introduced Mao Liquan in a friendly manner, as if the words told to Zhang Zetao in the car just now did not come from him at all.

"Hehe, Mayor Zhang, hello, welcome to Anding City, I couldn't believe it when I saw the information before, but when I saw me, I felt younger than the photos on the information."

No matter what he thinks in his heart, Mao Liquan is still very enthusiastic about Zhang Zetao at the moment, at least Wang Yunshan thinks so.

"Hello, Secretary Mao, I will work with you in the future, and I hope that under the leadership of the Municipal Party Committee, the development of Anding City will be better and better."

Looking at Maoli Quan from the inside of the car, it is very burly, giving people a sense of oppression, this face-to-face, Zhang Zetao can feel the kind of coercion on Maoli Quan even more, it is definitely a long-term development of power. Without the official and business system, just based on this first meeting, Zhang Zetao can also see that Maoli Quan should be a person with a strong desire to control. It seems that it will not be so easy to work with him in the future.

Maoriquan, who was quite enthusiastic, originally had a trace of jealousy of Zhang Zetao in his heart, and became the deputy department-level mayor at the age of 28, either with a background or with strong ability. In his heart, he really hoped that it would be the first kind, in that case, give this man some benefit, let him gild, and three or two years will pass. But seeing Zhang Zetao himself, Mao Liquan knew that his hopes had been disappointed.