After the fireworks show, the tourists on the lakeside viewing square left one after another. For those who stayed in the lakeside resort cabin, they can continue to enjoy the moonlight of the lake leisurely.

Zhang Ke sat on the terrace with his father and Jiang Shangyuan, the Secretary of the municipal Party committee, talking. In recent days, the port construction project on Dongshan Island in Xinting has attracted much attention. Although it has little to do with Xinwu, Jiang Shangyuan was interested and talked more. It is impossible to talk more deeply with Jiang Shangyuan. After ten o'clock, Jiang Shangyuan's little grandson was crying for sleep, and Zhang Ke and they left, Holding his waist in his hand, Jiang Shangyuan said, "by next labor day, Xinwu's tourism economy can go to a higher level - Mayor Zhang has made great contributions to Xinwu!"

"Everything needs Secretary Jiang to take the helm..." Zhang Zhixing smiled modestly and shook hands with Jiang Shangyuan to leave.

Down from the outdoor stairs, there is a pebble paved path. Outside the path is a phosphorescent beach by the lake in the moonlight.

"Jiang Shangyuan's words seemed to mean something when he left!" Zhang Ke said to his father.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zhixing was thinking about other questions. Suddenly, he listened to Zhang Ke and turned his head to ask him.

"Jiang Shangyuan hopes you can work in Xinwu for another year..."

"Be at ease for another year?" Zhang Zhixing repeated with a little doubt. "What's wrong with me in Xinwu?"

"Dad, you came to Xinwu to do something practical, but others don't think so of you. How many officials don't actively drill camp and want to go higher these days?" Zhang Ke smiled and squeezed his eyes at his father. "You know what I mean?"

"Ah," Zhang Zhixing patted his head. He had been thinking about other things. He really didn't think of it. "If you want to drill camp, your boy is better than me..."

Jiang Shangyuan is sixty-two years old. He can retire or not when he is secretary of the Xinwu municipal Party committee.

Although Jiang Shangyuan has to assume some leadership responsibilities in the Luo Guiyuan case, after all, the Luo Guiyuan case has had little negative impact in the past two years. Besides, ordinary citizens are always forgetful. When the newly built urban embankment withstood the once-in-a-century flood in summer, the credit for punishing Luo Guiyuan's case and rebuilding the embankment naturally belongs to the municipal Party committee team of this term. After the flood season, the riverside people spontaneously set off firecrackers and hung banners in front of the municipal Party committee, the municipal government and the century Jinhu Hotel, which was rare in the political arena in recent years, and the provincial and municipal media reported high-profile. In addition, Xinwu's economy, social security and many other aspects have entered a benign development channel. Even if there are some complaints from the people about the development of tourism economy, Xinwu city has become beautiful after all. In addition, after the golden week, there will be no objection to developing tourism as a pillar industry of Xinwu. Jiang Shangyuan's reputation in Xinwu will be stronger than that of previous municipal Party secretaries.

Jiang Shangyuan can fully serve his term as secretary of the Xinwu municipal Party committee, and it is impossible for the province to take the initiative to ask him to retire.

After seeing off Zhang Zhixing's father and son, Jiang Shangyuan sat back on the terrace and picked up a cigarette. His wife waited on his grandson to fall asleep and came out to grab the cigarette in his hand. Jiang Shangyuan dodged and said, "you can't die if you smoke a few cigarettes every day; people who are tired have a short life."

"You've been relieved these years?" his wife retorted angrily.

"It's always better," Jiang Shangyuan smiled and touched the lighter to light the cigarette. "Now I'm worried that others complain that I can't go..."

"Others blame others. Are you worried about Liu Jue?" Mrs. Jiang Shangyuan moved a chair and sat down and said, "what kind of nerve did you have today? You never told me these things?"

"Not Liu Jue, I mean Zhang Zhixing."

"Does Mayor Zhang complain?" Jiang Shangyuan's wife is a little strange. "I think his attitude is very good. Maybe you don't need to pay attention to Secretary Jiang based on his background."

"I can't say 'resentment'. I want to sit here all the time, and others can't say anything," Jiang Shangyuan couldn't help talking more, "But Zhang Zhixing probably doesn't have the patience to wait for another three years. Will he try to transfer out of Xinwu? Although there are turnips and pits in Donghai Province, there are still many suitable seats in Jiangnan Province, but with so many provinces and cities in China and central ministries and commissions..."

"What's the matter? Does Mayor Zhang want to transfer out Xinwu? Why don't I feel it at all?"

"When people find out, they can't get it back," Jiang Shangyuan sighed gently, "People go up and the water flows down. In three years, Zhang Zhixing will be at the age of 50. If he wants to go up again, he will not have much age advantage. The three years before the age of 50 are race against the clock for anyone who is politically ungrateful - he doesn't need to hint at this..."

"Ah, what did you mean by saying that to Mayor Zhang when you sent him away?" Mrs. Jiang asked warily.

"What are you doing so nervously? Are you more attached to the inn than me?" Jiang Shangyuan smiled with ease, thinking that "Madam consciousness" is not nonsense these days. "You have seen the changes in Xinwu in the past two years. It is good for Xinwu to stay..."

"If you want to move your seat, you have to move out. Why do you want you to give up?" Jiang Shangyuan's wife couldn't help but raise her voice.

"No one wants me to let you go. Where do you want to go?" Jiang Shangyuan waved his hand and asked his wife to lower her voice. "Why bother to make people angry before you know to advance and retreat - your women have long hair and short knowledge. It's white to tell you. Go back and see if your little grandson wakes up. Don't tell others about this!"

After Luo Guiyuan's case, Jiang Shangyuan was open-minded and open-minded about some things. The realm of life was always suddenly enlightened - besides, he took the initiative to give Zhang Zhixing a seat next year. Both Jinhu and the province should remember this. Why wait until he played directly in three years? Of course, Jiang Shangyuan can think more about the fundamental interests of the city, and he also plans to stay in Xinwu for the elderly.

Continuous job transfer is not uncommon, but the promotion at the administrative level has formed fixed rules for many years. No matter how deep the background is, it is extremely difficult for officials to have two extraordinary promotions in their life. Zhang Zhixing was promoted from the deputy office to the main office, and from the main office to the deputy office was the fastest. It took only two years. If he wanted to go further from the deputy office to the main office, he had to work for three years. It has only been two years since Zhang Zhixing was transferred to vice mayor and then executive vice mayor in the summer of 1996. No matter how fast, he will not be able to serve as mayor, director of department or director of Department of ministries and commissions until next year.

Tang Xueqian's starting point is relatively high. When he was promoted from the position of president of Haizhou Normal University to the municipal government, he directly served as vice mayor. He worked as vice mayor for five years, acting mayor, mayor and Secretary of the municipal Party Committee for four years, and then went further to the current position of Provincial Standing Committee.

Zhang Zhixing is really interested in his career, and the strength behind it is strong enough. It is normal for him to plan for the post of mayor one year in advance, so that he can enjoy the prestige of the provincial and ministerial principal before he retires.

Zhang Zhixing is not keen on his official career. In particular, Jinhu is so strong in China, which makes him more cautious. It has fulfilled his wish to benefit one party. As for how big the official position can be, I haven't really considered it, and the significance is not particularly great - but Liu Jue doesn't think so about him, and Jiang Shangyuan doesn't think so about him.

Zhang Zhixing and Liang Gezhen live in the mountains. Du Fei and Sheng Xia dare not live together openly. In order to avoid suspicion, two men and three women live together on the island in the middle of the lake.

Tang Jing and Sheng Xia returned to Hong Kong on the afternoon of the 4th. They stayed in the mountains all night. After having lunch early in Xinwu city at noon the next day, they took the bus directly to Jianye International Airport. After arriving at the airport, he directly asked Ma Hailong and his entourage to drive back to Haizhou for vacation. Zhang Ke didn't want to be followed all day, leaving a car. After seeing off Tang Jing and Sheng Xia, he, Du Fei and Chen feirong could drive back to Jianye by themselves.

After seeing off Tang Jing and midsummer, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Du Fei drove Zhang Ke and Chen feirong back to the city. Just after the car entered the city, Du Fei received a call and turned back to Zhang Ke to say that he couldn't go back to Xuefu Lane directly for temporary business. Zhang Ke asked him something, but he refused to say it. He wanted to leave the car to Zhang Ke. He took a taxi by himself.

"You drive away. I'll send someone to pick us up." Zhang Ke asked Du Fei to drive away. I don't know what's inconvenient for him to say in front of Chen feirong.

Looking at Du Feifei driving away quickly, Zhang Ke joked with Chen feirong, "shouldn't you just send Sheng Xia away and hurry to meet your little lover?"

Chen feirong pursed her lips and smiled without talking. Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke realized that he was not qualified to tell such jokes. With a smile, he took out his mobile phone and planned to let people drive to pick them up. He explored several numbers. He thought it would be difficult for anyone during the holiday. He asked Chen feirong, "do you want us to take a bus back?"

"Oh, you can still take the bus?" Chen feirong said with a smile. She stood on tiptoe and wore jeans. She looked tall and straight. She pointed to the bus stop in front gracefully. "There are thirty-six roads ahead. You can go directly to the front entrance of Xuefu Lane... Do you know that taking thirty-six roads can go directly to the gate of our school?"

"I'm not as good as you think. Can I stretch out my clothes and open my mouth for food?" Zhang Ke smiled, took out his wallet, squeezed his eyebrows and said painfully, "maybe I'm going to eat your soft meal. Should I brush my credit card on the bus? I'm going to the oak garden. There are still some things. You go with me?"

"Hmm..." Chen feirong nodded and promised to go to the oak garden with Zhang Ke. The oak garden is next to Xuefu lane and Dongda.

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