Chapter 17: One Foot in Hell, One Foot in Heaven
Lin Zongming came home from work, and suddenly received a call from Qian Shumin at the gate, asking him to go back to the township for a meeting immediately.
It's almost dinner, what's the meeting?
Helpless, Lin Zongming had no choice but to say hello to his mother and hurried to the township government.
As soon as he walked into the small conference room, Lin Zongming immediately noticed that something was wrong.
Li Qun, deputy secretary of the township party committee and member of the political and legal committee, as well as the secretary of the discipline inspection committee, the organization committee, the propaganda committee, the armed forces minister, and several deputy township chiefs were all there, and almost the entire Wanlin Township team members were included.
Li Qun raised his eyes and looked at him, nodded slightly, and said hello.
After all, after being a full-time driver for a day, his attitude towards Lin Zongming was a little polite.
Wang Yan turned his back to Lin Zongming, and when he heard the footsteps, he turned around, with a surprised expression on his face.
Lin Zongming also has the same mentality, he went to the wrong place for himself.
Thinking about it carefully, Qian Shumin notified him like this, and he will not be mistaken.
"Xiaolin, come here." Wang Yan beckoned at him.
Lin Zongming walked up to Wang Yan and prostrated himself in his ear.
"You're coming to the meeting too?" Wang Yan asked puzzled.
"Director Qian informed me." Lin Zongming told the truth.
Wang Yan frowned slightly, and kindly reminded him: "This is an enlarged meeting of the township party committee members. ”
Wanlin Township has a total of nine party committee members, and on the township government's side, except for the township head Tian Zhibin, only one deputy township head in charge of executive affairs is a member of the party committee.
The rest of the deputy township chiefs were not committee members, so they all attended the meeting as observers.
Wang Yan's meaning is very clear, all the township leaders present here, Lin Zongming is a temporary worker to participate, don't someone deliberately make him bad and let him look foreign.
"I'll call Director Qian." Lin Zongming was about to take out his mobile phone, but saw Zhao Qiang coming over and grabbed him, "Zongming, let's go, go make a record with me." ”
There must have been uneasiness and kindness in his malicious smirk.
It's just watching Lin Zongming's jokes.
As the secretary of the party committee, he was deeply appreciated by Qian Shumin, and he was naturally responsible for the meeting minutes.
As soon as Lin Zongming turned his head around and came in, Zhao Qiang, like everyone else, was surprised at first.
Vaguely heard Wang Yan and Lin Zongming talking, this guy suddenly broke the water, and wanted to leave Lin Zongming at the venue.
While waiting for the meeting to start, Township Chief Tian drove Lin Zongming away in front of everyone, making him embarrassed and unable to get off the stage.
It's cool to think about.
Lin Zongming was going to break free, but he couldn't stand Zhao Qiang with all his strength, so he pressed him to the chair in the back corner, unable to move.
In front of so many pairs of eyes, Lin Zongming is not good at struggling, and the impact is not good.
Forget it, if it comes, it will be safe.
Anyway, it was notified by Director Qian, it is well documented, and I love it.
Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the conference room.
Tian Zhibin, accompanied by Qian Shumin, walked into the conference room.
The conference room, which was noisy just now, gradually quieted down.
Tian Zhibin was not polite, he sat directly on the old secretary's seat, looked around, cleared his throat and said: "The comrades who smoke have all snuffed out their cigarettes, and now the meeting is held." ”
He suddenly frowned and asked in surprise, "What about Xiao Lin?" Did Lin Zongming come? ”
This call made Lin Zongming, who was sitting in the corner, confused the second monk.
Zhao Qiang secretly gloated, saying that there was a good show to watch now.
So he raised his right hand and said in a loud voice: "Report to the township chief, Lin Zongming is here." He also tugged on Lin Zongming's sleeve with great care, for fear that Tian Zhibin would not see it.
But unexpectedly, as soon as Tian Zhibin saw Lin Zongming, he immediately smiled all over his face, and said with a pleasant face: "Xiaolin, you sit in front." ”
What!
Zhao Qiang was so shocked that he almost dropped his jaw, stunned.
Not only him, but everyone present had the same mentality, and they couldn't figure out what kind of trouble Tian Zhibin was making.
It doesn't matter if you sit in the back, if you still sit in the front, is it possible to be the same as them?
Lin Zongming slowly stood up and said crampedly: "Township Chief Tian, I'll just sit here." ”
"If you want to sit down, you can sit down, and the content of the next meeting will have something to do with you." Tian Zhibin said, motioning for Lin Zongming to sit next to Lou Bing, the deputy township head at the bottom.
After Lin Zongming sat down for some unknown reason, he continued to speak.
"It's so late, and we are bringing everyone together because there is a very important task that must be implemented as soon as possible."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other and exchanged their heads.
"Silence!" Tian Zhibin gently tapped the table with a carbon pen and said loudly: "I just came out of the office of Secretary Luo of the county party committee, and according to the instructions of the county party committee and Secretary Luo, at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, Wanlin Township will hold a commendation meeting for the heroic deeds of Comrade Lin Zongming who sacrificed his life to fight fires and save state property. ”
"At that time, Comrade Bai Mei, executive deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the county party committee and director of the New Bureau of Culture, Radio, and Radio, will come to our township to attend the conference."
"The county TV station will send elite soldiers to report on the spot. At that time, Bright Media will broadcast the grand occasion of the commendation conference live through the Internet. ”
In addition, reporters from the county TV station and Guangming Rong Media also had to interview Comrade Lin Zongming. Xiaolin, you have to prepare in advance. ”
Next, it is necessary to arrange meetings and receive relevant topics for the leaders of the county party committee.
Tian Zhibin explained and implemented item by item, and it was necessary to ensure the smooth progress of the commendation conference. The county leaders were satisfied, and Luo Nannan couldn't find fault.
Don't look at the executive deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the county party committee, who is also at the department level, and Tian Zhibin is at the same level.
But people bear the name of the Propaganda Department, and the importance of its position cannot be compared with Tian Zhibin.
Lin Zongming was in the conference room, but the people had already flown out of the sky.
He still hasn't figured it out, and the commendation meeting will be canceled for a while, and it will be held solemnly for a while, and the county TV station will interview him in person.
The feeling of one foot in heaven and one foot in hell hit my heart again.
He was so overwhelmed and incomprehensible.
However, listening to Tian Zhibin, it seems that it was instructed by Luo Nannan.
In this way, just as He Ye analyzed, Luo Nanan needed this commendation meeting, and Tian Zhibin also needed it.
Anyway, everyone talked about it at the meeting, but Lin Zongming didn't listen to a word, and his head was full of cranky thoughts.
The meeting lasted more than an hour before it ended.
Everyone got up and left the conference room one after another, and Lin Zongming sat on the chair, still in a daze.
At this time, Wang Yan walked over and patted him lightly on the shoulder, sending a meaningful look.
However, all of this was seen by Qian Shumin.
When everyone was almost gone, he came over and said to Lin Zongming, "Come to my office." ”
As soon as Qian Shumin left, Zhao Qiang chased him out like a gust of wind.
Following behind Qian Shumin, he whispered for instructions, "Director, do you still need to write Lin Zongming's speech?" ”
"Nonsense! If you don't write, what will he say at the congress tomorrow? Say you? Qian Shumin's eyes stood up, and Zhao Qiang was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue.
I knew that I wouldn't have let Qi Chonghai delete the manuscript.
What can I do?
With half a bottle of ink on him, let alone a speech, even writing a notice doesn't make sense.
Simply, reluctant to let the child not catch the wolf.
Zhao Qiang gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and rushed out of the gate of the township government like a whirlwind, going to buy a Yuxi cigarette to honor Qi Chonghai.
At this time, Lin Zongming was nervously walking into Qian Shumin's office.
I don't know what it means for this Director Qian to leave him alone.