Chapter 11: The Great Shift of Identity

Lin Zongming, who was full of food and drink, returned home, and Zhao Yali hurriedly asked her son how his son and Secretary He's food was? Do you feel anything?

In her eyes, it would be good if a meal sparked love.

"Mom, you're thinking too much." Lin Zongming corrected: "Secretary He is a township cadre, and I am a temporary worker, and the gap between us is too big to be possible." ”

As soon as she heard her son say this, the flame of hope in Zhao Yali's eyes was instantly shattered, and she couldn't help muttering, "Yingjie said to help you solve your identity, I don't know if he can do it." ”

"Take one step at a time, everything is in a hurry."

Lin Zongming said this on his lips, but the huge waves rolled in his heart, and it was difficult to calm down.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, while eating, Lin Zongming's mobile phone rang, and Qian Shumin informed him to come to the township government immediately, and Township Chief Tian wanted to see him.

In this regard, Lin Zongming was not surprised, and he could even guess Tian Zhibin's purpose for looking for him.

After eating and drinking, under the urging of his mother, Lin Zongming walked out of the house and went straight to the township government.

Along the way, I met many colleagues from the township and greeted him one after another.

That enthusiasm seems to have a good relationship with him.

As soon as he entered the township government building, Lin Zongming walked directly to the easternmost side of the second floor, Tian Zhibin's office.

As expected, Qian Shumin was also there, and he and Tian Zhibin were spewing clouds.

Lin Zongming noticed out of the corner of his eye that the box of Chinese cigarettes on Tian Zhibin's table was the one that Qian Shumin had taken away from his house yesterday.

"The township chief is good, Director Qian is good." He remained silent and greeted Tian Zhibin and Qian Shumin respectively.

Qian Shumin nodded and said, "Township Chief Tian, Xiaolin, you talk about business, I'll go back first." ”

These words are true, there are no three hundred taels of silver here.

Before they could talk, Qian Shumin knew that it was a serious matter, and made it clear that Tian Zhibin and the others had discussed it in advance.

"Xiaolin, sit." Tian Zhibin smiled and pointed to the chair opposite, picked up the Chinese cigarette and shook it, "Do you smoke?" ”

Lin Zongming waved his hand again and again, "No." ”

"Oh." Tian Zhibin followed the Chinese cigarette and began his tentative session.

is nothing more than caring about where his uncle Zhao Yingjie is sacred.

is higher than the official position of Guan Changhai, then it has reached the vice provincial and ministerial level or above.

In fact, Tian Zhibin's concern about these is just a reason, even if Zhao Yingjie is a big official, and he is 108,000 miles away from himself, the county official is not as good as the current management.

What can he do with Lin Zongming? Zhao Yingjie couldn't help him at all.

However, Lin Zongming is under his hands, and he can be regarded as a pawn to curry favor with Luo Nannan.

Lin Zongming played the old tune again, to tell the truth, he really didn't know what his uncle did.

Tian Zhibin didn't care, so he went straight to the point.

"Xiaolin, the previous fire in the financial office, you desperately broke into the fire, risked your life to put out the fire, and saved the loss of public property, your spirit is commendable."

"The township party committee has decided to hold a commendation meeting in the township conference room at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to commend your heroic deeds. At the meeting, you are going to speak, and I have instructed the Shumin to draft a speech, and you can go to the Shumin to prepare it. ”

Qian Shumin also changed into a smile, warmly received Lin Zongming, and personally made him a cup of tea.

"Zong Ming, Township Chief Tian and the Township Party Committee attach great importance to your deeds, not only to give you a commendation meeting, but also to report this matter to the county party committee and ask for credit for you."

"This honor is not only yours alone, but also won glory for our party and government office, you are good."

Lin Zongming said: "Thank you to the township party committee and the township government for their concern for me, but I am no longer a member of the party and government office, I work in the mailroom." ”

"What's that called?" Qian Shumin said excitedly: "The mailroom itself is under the management of the party and government office, not to mention that you were only temporarily seconded at the beginning, and no one said that you left the party and government office." ”

"So, I can go back to work in the party and government office?" Lin Zongming didn't expect Qian Shumin's transformation speed to be so fast, and he was a little surprised.

"Of course, you are the hero of Wanlin Township, who dares to transfer you, I will be the first to disagree!"

"Zhao Qiang!" Qian Shumin craned his neck and shouted at the door.

Within three seconds, Zhao Qiang walked in with a smile on his face, nodded to Qian Shumin, "Director, you called me?" ”

"How did you write Zong Ming's speech?" Qian Shumin asked.

Zhao Qiang respectfully handed it to Qian Shumin's eyes with both hands, "I just printed it out, please take a look." ”

"I won't look at it, you will pair it with Zong Ming first, and then give it to me when you are optimistic, and Township Chief Tian will also take care of it."

After that, Lin Zongming, accompanied by Zhao Qiang, returned to the party and government office and sat in his former seat.

In addition to the director Qian Shumin, the party and government office has a deputy director, including Lin Zongming and Zhao Qiang, and two members.

They are Qi Chonghai, the secretary of the party committee, wearing a pair of glasses with thick bottoms, and his right finger is scorched yellow because of long-term smoking.

Don't look at the fact that he is only thirty-five years old this year, looking at his face, he is said to be fifty-three.

The other is Tang Yaoyao, the government secretary, who is one year younger than Lin Zongming, who also graduated from college last year and came after Lin Zongming.

She only read the general book, which is much worse than Lin Zongming's heavy book.

But people just have a career establishment, and it is rumored that she is related to Tian Zhibin, and Lin Zongming is convinced of this.

Otherwise, how could she become a government secretary in the first place, although she couldn't use pinyin to type.

"Brother Zong Ming, you're back." Tang Yaoyao took the initiative to step forward and greet Lin Zongming.

Qi Chonghai was not in the office, so he probably went outside to smoke addictively.

He is a very fond of smoking, and two packs a day is standard, sometimes three.

If you can smell a strong smell of smoke from afar, in the entire Wanlin Township, except for him, there is no second person.

Lin Zongming responded to Tang Yaoyao politely, sat on the chair, and Zhao Qiang showed him the draft of the speech.

The current situation is that Lin Zongming is sitting and reading the speech, and Zhao Qiang is half-bent over, with a respectful face, and the posture is the same as that of the leader reviewing the draft.

Lin Zongming knew that it was not good to be so high-profile, but when he thought of the dirty things that Zhao Qiang had done to him, he simply didn't find out and punished him for not letting him stand.

Not only that, Lin Zongming only glanced at it a few times, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth "hissed".

Zhao Qiang glared at the triangular rat eyes, "What's wrong?" Do you have a toothache? ”

Cluck!

Tang Yaoyao on the side covered her mouth and smiled, "Brother Zhao, you are really funny, Brother Lin is not satisfied with the manuscript you wrote." I also have a toothache, and you should be the one who has a toothache. ”

In other words, the only advantage of Zhao Qiang's whole body is that his skin is thick enough, and he may not see blood when he pierces it with a two-foot iron nail.

He completely ignored his own sluggishness, and asked flatteringly: "Zong Ming, you should tell me, where is there a problem with my writing?" ”

Lin Zongming smiled secretly in his heart, it was time to fix him well, otherwise he would be uncomfortable with this evil breath in his heart.