Qi Tongwei: Sign-in relationship started during student days

Chapter 1018 Teacup Memories

Xia Guanglei's words sounded completely different to Lin Gangjian and Duan Feng.

This top leader is indeed very capable; even before taking office, he was already making plans to cripple Qi Tongwei.

If Xia Guanglei really succeeds in snatching the position of police chief from Qi Tongwei's clutches, the fence-sitters will likely immediately turn against him and side with him.

In this way, Xia Guanglei's position can be considered secure.

The next step is simply to proceed gradually, win over a few more members of the Standing Committee, and control of the political situation in Beishan will be just around the corner.

The two men had even more confidence in their leader.

Duan Feng stood up, slightly excited, and said, "Secretary Xia, rest assured! I, Duan Feng, hereby assure you that I will live up to your expectations and the trust of the organization!"

To create a safe and stable living environment for the people of Beishan City.

Xia Guanglei waved his hand dismissively, reassuring the other person to sit down, "You're a veteran of the political and legal system, I trust you on that point."

Lin Gangjian chuckled and joked, "Secretary Xia, these days only you are still willing to appreciate us old bones."

Xia Guanglei said solemnly, "Chairman Lin, respecting veteran comrades is a fine tradition and noble virtue that our Party has always upheld. We must never underestimate the role of veteran comrades because of their rank."

Without the dedication and support of generations of veteran comrades, and the valuable experience they have accumulated, how could we so-called young people have the opportunity to stand on the stage of history? We would probably have suffered a major setback.

Upon hearing Secretary Xia's words, Lin Gangjian's eyes reddened slightly, and he exclaimed, "Secretary Xia, your words truly resonate with us."

Back then, we were also full of enthusiasm, working day and night for the development of this land.

Although we're getting old now, we old bones are still willing to contribute our remaining energy as long as the organization needs us.

Xia Guanglei smiled and said, "Chairman Lin, I feel much more at ease with your words."

Going forward, I hope you and other veteran comrades will offer valuable suggestions regarding my work with the Municipal Party Committee, so that I can avoid making mistakes.

"You flatter us. We old folks have no objections. Wherever the municipal party committee directs us, we'll fight, even if it means risking our old bones."

"Ha ha…."

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The three met tacitly and reached a preliminary agreement on a defensive and offensive alliance.

All Xia Guanglei needs to do next is secure the position of police chief, and he will have complete control of the vote, achieving a resounding success.

Time passed as they talked, and Xia Guanglei waited for the next person to knock on the door.

Meanwhile, phones rang incessantly throughout the municipal party committee compound as people inquired about information, observed the situation, and probed the reactions of the top two leaders.

Clearly, they are well aware of the significance of today's report.

Seeing that someone had gained such prominence, the neutral faction became wavering.

But when a slight noise came from the city government, most people quieted down again.

Qi Tongwei made his move, and in one fell swoop, he subdued everyone in the municipal government.

Several undecided Standing Committee members received the news and chose to wait and see once again.

With one exception—Ma Da, deputy secretary of the Beishan Municipal Party Committee.

The motor was the second to knock on the door of Building 1.

Seeing someone enter Building No. 1, Ma Da felt he should go and report to the municipal party secretary.

As a deputy secretary, one must always adhere to the principles and maintain a sense of hierarchy. It would be inappropriate not to pay a visit to the new secretary upon his arrival.

He didn't go at first, worried that it would disturb Xia Guanglei's rest and that people would say he was flattering his superiors, so he hesitated to take action.

Now that someone has gone there, there's no longer any sense of not disturbing or flattering.

He also received the news from the municipal government, but Mada didn't take it to heart; instead, he felt a bit rebellious.

Qi Tongwei is the deputy secretary, and so is he. Does he think he's afraid of him?

So the motor came along.

Xia Guanglei was very happy about the arrival of the motor.

Ma Da was Xia Guanglei's top target on his list of people to win over; it could be said that he alone was worth one or two members of the Standing Committee.

If we can win him over to our side, Qi Tongwei won't amount to much in Beishan.

What good is having many standing committee members supporting you? If the top leader doesn't convene a standing committee meeting, that support is of little use.

Xia Guanglei only needs to decide what policies to convey or who to promote at the Party Secretary's Office Meeting, and then convey them through the Party Secretary's Office Meeting. No matter how many Standing Committee votes Qi Tongwei holds, he can only sigh helplessly.

Now, Xia Guanglei's only worry is whether this deputy secretary is willing to come closer to him.

Ma Da was, after all, a man of Yu Huabei, the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, and a natural ally of Qi Tongwei.

If he hadn't inquired about the deputy secretary's personality beforehand, he would never have dared to entertain such thoughts.

But before Xia Guanglei could even feel happy for two seconds, the deputy secretary's opening remarks made him frown.

"Comrade Guanglei, I hope I haven't disturbed you?" Mada said as soon as he entered the room.

Xia Guanglei was slightly taken aback.

Guang Lei? You, a deputy secretary, call the top leader by his first name?

really interesting.

Xia Guanglei comes from a family of high-ranking officials, where the hierarchy between superiors and subordinates is highly valued. Therefore, Xia Guanglei instinctively felt disgusted when faced with such a form of address from a subordinate.

But then he remembered the deputy secretary's achievements.

They even dared to make fun of the provincial governor Zhao Anbang, so calling a municipal party secretary like that is too lenient.

Even though he was displeased, Xia Guanglei maintained his composure and smiled, saying, "What do you mean by disturbing me? I'm more than happy to welcome you. Come, come, have a seat."

Mada greeted everyone and took his seat. Xia Guanglei then instructed his secretary to serve tea.

The secretary quickly brewed a cup of pre-Qingming Longjing tea and brought it over.

Looking at the tea set placed in front of Ma Da, Lin Gangjian suddenly chuckled.

"Chairman Lin, what are you laughing at?"

Xia Guanglei followed the other person's gaze, looking at the tea, then at the motor, puzzled.

Mada also looked at the tea in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Lin Gangjian pointed to his teacup and asked, "Secretary Xia, how many of these teacups do you have?"

Xia Guanglei looked at his secretary, who immediately replied, "There are several groups, twenty or thirty in total."

"Where's the tea?"

Xia Guanglei said, "Oh, I brought this tea myself. I have two boxes, but it's not very good tea. Chairman Lin, if you like it, you can take one box back with you later."

Lin Gangjian waved his hand and said with a smile, "Secretary Xia, don't misunderstand, I don't want tea. I just remembered something interesting when I looked at this tea."

"Oh? What interesting story? Tell me about it."

Lin Gangjian recalled: "It was a year ago, well, the day Comrade Qi Tongwei took office, many comrades from Beishan City went to visit him."

Former Executive Vice Mayor Zhu Hongwen, feeling that Qi Tongwei had taken his position, deliberately arrived late.

Unexpectedly, our mayor was quite ruthless because of this.

He deliberately used the excuse that he didn't have a teacup at home to make a big fool of Comrade Zhu Hongwen in front of everyone.

In the end, it was Comrade Zhu Hongwen who repeatedly humbled himself before finally satisfying our mayor and bringing the matter to a close.

Think about it, these teacups are all provided by the logistics department. A leader's home, let alone a large one, should have at least forty or fifty of various kinds. How could they possibly be short of cups?