Chapter 30 Job Transfer
In view of Li Aiju's current condition, in order to take various measures to wake her up as soon as possible, and considering the nature of Hu Jianguo and Hu Jiao's work, it was decided that Hu Jiao would be temporarily transferred to the Inspection Department of the Provincial Party Committee Office to take care of Li Aiju nearby and cooperate with experts in the follow-up treatment.
Hu Jiao's position is the head of the Information Section of the Inspection Department. He does not have to go to get off work on time. His main job in the near future is to wake up his mother, Teacher Li Aiju.
Professor Liu hopes that through the various touches of family affection, he can stimulate Li Aiju's own resistance and desire to survive, and then assist with various drug treatments to try to make Li Aiju wake up as soon as possible.
The Information Department only had one office, with only three people including the section chief Hu Jiao. The other two were a middle-aged woman named Xu Hui, the wife of Gao Li, the deputy secretary-general of the Provincial Party Committee Office. The other was a newly assigned college graduate with a computer science degree, and the nephew of a deputy director.
The work of the Information Department is very light, usually sending and receiving faxes, summarizing various inspection information, and playing the role of message transmission.
Hu Jiao went back to Tong County once, handed over his work, and then returned to the provincial capital quietly.
He was now extremely afraid to hear all kinds of consolation. Everyone, whether sincere or not, expressed their indignation, dissatisfaction, as well as their greatest sympathy and blessings.
However, for Hu Jiao, the person involved, he had to be reminded of his memories again and again, talk about his mother's injury again and again, and feel sad and painful again and again.
This is like a person who has been stabbed and has just had a scar, and then someone immediately peels it open and asks with great concern, "Does it hurt? How did you get hurt?"
You can't refuse, and you can only put on a grateful and strong face.
It seems that only when you shed the brightest blood can the other person be satisfied with your "care."
However, before leaving Tong County, County Magistrate Wu Hao made a special visit to him.
Just one sentence: "You have a great mother!"
He said it very seriously, but his eyes revealed a hint of sarcasm and ridicule. The underlying meaning of his words was that if it weren't for your mother, you would have died in my hands sooner or later. Fortunately, you have a great mother.
After several days of "caring", Hu Jiao had gradually become numb and looked at Wu Hao expressionlessly, "You also have an amazing father."
Ignoring Wu Hao's pale face, Hu Jiao turned and left.
After all these months, I finally got some relief.
After returning to the provincial party committee and getting his job done, Hu Jiao had to start facing his mother who was in a deep sleep.
Every day, according to Professor Liu's arrangement, we read the children's books that Teacher Li had personally taught Hu Jiao when he was a child, and sang the children's songs of that time.
The red star is shining, let us row our oars...
I dug out the collection that was stored at the bottom of the box at home and found the things my mother had been storing away. There was Hu Jiao’s first composition, his first diary, his first full score, his first certificate…
Li Juan accompanied Hu Jiao to search. She was once again amazed at the love and effort that Teacher Li had poured into her son. Looking at these big boxes, they were the testimony of Hu Jiao's growth over the past twenty years. There were elementary school graduation photos, elementary school diplomas, junior high school diplomas, high school diplomas...
Three Good Students Award Certificate, Red Scarf Young Pioneers Team Leader Armband...
Of course, Li Juan felt a little happy when she saw that her beloved had been so outstanding since childhood.
“I didn’t expect you won so many awards when you were a kid.”
Hu Jiao looked at his mother's pale face as she slept, and sighed deeply, "My mother never forced me to do review questions, never called me stupid, and never called me a pig. Ever since I can remember, my mother has always been like this. Later, I even asked her if I was the smartest kid in the world?"
Li Juan blinked, "What did Teacher Li say?"
Hu Jiao's face was filled with happy memories. "My mother said that in her mind, I was the smartest, prettiest, and best in the world. As a result, I wrote eight homework assignments that day."
Li Juan burst out laughing and imagined the funny conversation between mother and son in her mind: the smart mother and the silly but lovely son.
Li Juan suddenly blushed and said, "Jiaojiao, we...we will also let Teacher Li teach our future children."
Hu Jiao's mouth curled up, "My mother would definitely say that he is smarter than anyone else in the world..." When he said this, his face gradually darkened and he looked at his mother, who was lying on the hospital bed with all kinds of tubes and instruments inserted into her.
Hu Jiao walked forward and gently pressed his cheek against his mother's forehead. "Thank you, Mom! You know what? I always wanted to say thank you, but you never let me. You said thank you for bringing you happiness and joy, but you didn't need to thank me for nurturing and nurturing you. Now, you lie there quietly, ignoring everyone. We are all worried about you. Are you blaming us for not spending enough time with you?"
Li Juan looked at the redness in Hu Jiao's eyes, took Hu Jiao's hand, and said in a choked voice, "There is a saying that when a mother gives something to her son, the son smiles; when a son gives something to his mother, the mother cries. Teacher Li, from today on, I will also call you mother. In fact, when I was in high school, I especially wanted to call you mother, and so did many of my classmates. They are all your children."
Hu Jiao calmed down slowly. He held Li Juan's hand with one hand and his mother's hand with the other. "Come, let's reminisce about our childhood together."
Just as the two of them were completely absorbed in reading Hu Jiao's elementary school diary, one sentence at a time, flipping through the old diary one after another, Li Aiju's index finger trembled slightly a few times, and then calmed down.
Secretary-General Wu Changjun of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee was a classmate of Li Mingyong. They started working together and entered the provincial party committee compound together. Later, the two separated, one entered the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee and the other entered the Provincial Youth League Committee.
Now Li Mingyong is a member of the provincial party committee and vice governor, while Wu Changjun is a member of the provincial party committee standing committee. On the surface, their levels seem to be equal, but within the provincial party committee, Wu Changjun has a slight advantage because he is, after all, a member of the provincial party committee standing committee.
During the July 1st Party Founding Day, the work tasks of the Provincial Party Committee Office suddenly intensified, second only to the end of the year and the beginning of the year.
When Hu Jiao had nothing to do, he wrote an article entitled "Reflections on Inspection Work", which was reviewed by Secretary-General Wu Changjun and published in the internal information of the Provincial Party Committee.
In his article, Hu Jiao quoted the speech of the number one leader of the Central Committee and discussed the work of inspection. He first analyzed the actual situation of the current inspection work and found out the shortcomings and problems. Then he began to explain the Central Committee’s definition of inspection work, focusing on the main functions of inspection. By establishing rules and regulations and having leaders take the lead, and through inspection, he aims to enable party committees and governments at all levels to adopt an administrative work style of “implementation must be poor, and not implementing is even worse.”
This triggered a new round of storms in Nanzhao Province. The provincial party committee held a special meeting to study the issue and decided that Wu Changjun, member of the provincial party committee standing committee and secretary-general of the provincial party committee office, would personally take the lead in supervising and inspecting the implementation of various policies and decisions issued by the provincial party committee at the beginning of the year by the party committees and governments at all levels, prefectures and cities.
There are three important roles of supervision: leveraging policy resources, mobilizing the enthusiasm of administrative departments, and enforcing new policies.
As the saying goes, every policy has its own countermeasure.
Many local Party committees and governments have adopted a policy that is detrimental to their own interests, saying one thing in public and another in private, which has resulted in a lot of work remaining on documents, in meetings, and verbally. Meetings are implemented with meetings, and documents are implemented with documents.
There are very few who have truly implemented and achieved real results. When some have been done, they often use a lot of empty clichés and party jargon in their summary reports, but there is very little substance.
In previous years, the inspection office was responsible for its own actions, but the actual effect of the inspection was not obvious. After several groups of people went down, they ate and drank, clapped and greeted guests, and there was a scene of peace and prosperity. After a round, they returned leisurely with local specialties from various places.
This time, the provincial party committee decided that the provincial party committee standing committee member and the provincial party committee secretary-general will take the lead in increasing efforts to supervise and inspect the work carried out by localities in implementing the provincial party committee’s policies. If any perfunctory behavior, buck-passing, or procrastination is found during the inspection, the top leaders of the party and government will be directly held accountable.
Therefore, before Wu Changjun set off, the provincial party committee issued a special document, requiring that the inspection work of party committees at all levels must be led by the top leader of the party committee, in order to activate the "leading" role of the inspection work. With the leadership of leading comrades in charge, the standards would be high and the impact would be great, the intermediate links would be reduced and the fluke mentality of the inspected subjects would be eliminated.
The Inspection Department of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee is officially directly managed by the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee Chang Aijun, and Secretary-General Wu Changjun is in charge of daily work. The administrative level of the Inspection Department has been raised by half a level, and the director enjoys deputy department-level treatment.
Hu Jiao, the head of the Information Department, was also promoted to deputy director level.
Since the Secretary-General was personally leading the inspection this time and there were insufficient staff left behind, Hu Jiao was temporarily withdrawn to the Provincial Party Committee to collect and organize the inspection information sent back by various groups. After summarizing the information, he submitted a summary of the inspection to the Provincial Party Committee.
Hu Jiao's next job was to compile statistics on college entrance examination results. The provincial party committee personally served as the invigilator, and the test results of local party committees and governments were finally summarized by him.
As the document was issued, Wu Changjun began to arrange the itineraries of each group and the main content of this inspection. After that, Wu Changjun's first stop was Hongjiang City.
It was Hu Jiao’s first official day at work after being transferred to the Provincial Party Committee’s Inspectorate. Yesterday, the Secretary-General had already rushed to Hongjiang with a small team of members.
The work of the remaining inspection office is temporarily handled by a 50-year-old deputy director, Wang Jianxin.
Wang Jianxin was originally a teacher at the Provincial Party School. At the age of 44, he was transferred to the Secretariat of the Provincial Party Committee Office and served as secretary to the then Secretary-General Wu Chengjing. Later, Wu Chengjing was promoted to deputy secretary, and he was promoted from deputy director level to director level.
When the provincial party committee changed its leadership this year, Wu Chengjing left the provincial party committee. Due to his old age and limited energy, Wang Jianxin was sent to the Inspection Department, where he first served as a director-level inspector and later became deputy director of the Inspection Department.
Seeing Hu Jiao, Wang Jianxin was very enthusiastic. "Hu Jiao, you must be very busy recently. Come on, let's go to my office. The finance people gave us a box of good tea a few days ago. Would you like to have some together?"
Hu Jiao knew Wang Jianxin, but it had nothing to do with work. He had just graduated from college and started working in the Political Research Office of the Fenghuang Municipal Party Committee. He had had several literary battles with Wang Jianxin, and they had debated party theories. Usually, they were not angry and their words were particularly polite.
It can be said that there is no acquaintance without fighting. Hu Jiao admired Wang Jianxin's mature writing style and analytical ability that combines theory with practice. After all, he has been engaged in theoretical education for many years. As long as he has not wasted his time, he must be considered a good hand after graduating from the Party School.
"Okay! Not everyone can appreciate Director Wang's tea. I'll go take a look at the office first. It's my first day at work, so I'll avoid being criticized." Hu Jiao held Wang Jianxin's hand and showed a sincere smile.
Wang Jianxin waved his hand, "No need, you have Xu Hui and Little Duck in your information department, it's very easy."
Little Duck is a newly assigned college student named Li Ya. He has studied in the capital for four years and has learned to speak standard Beijing dialect. He speaks fluently, loves to talk, and has a solid grasp of professional knowledge. The Information Department sounds scary, but it's actually nothing.
So collecting information is a piece of cake for him.
But this guy likes to talk very fast. Listening to him chat is like listening to a stand-up comedy. Xu Hui often blames Li Ya cheerfully, saying, "Your whole body is dead, and you only have a mouth left." So she calls him Little Duck, which sounds the same as his name.
"Oh, isn't this Hu Ke? I ran into a magpie when I went out today. I thought I was going to meet a noble person, and it happened here."
As expected, speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.
As soon as Li Ya finished speaking, he had already slid in front of Hu Jiao, "No problem! My flat figure, standing in front of Hu Ke, immediately makes you look tall, straight, handsome and elegant."
Hu Jiao had also lived in Beijing. When he met someone who was good at talking, he could not be too modest, otherwise he would be in a dilemma. "Oh, from what you said, without you as a foil, I can't show my elegance?"
Li Ya chuckled and said, "Brother, we are alumni. You have stayed in Beijing for three years longer than me. I am not as successful as you. I didn't have time to welcome you when you came last time. Now is a good day, so why not give us a chance and get together in the evening?" After saying that, he looked at Wang Jianxin as if asking for advice.
Wang Jianxin also nodded in agreement. "It should be..." As soon as he said this, he suddenly realized that he was influenced by the other two and started to speak in a Beijing accent. He couldn't help laughing. "I think the Inspectorate will be ruined by the little duck sooner or later."
Li Ya narrowed his eyes, looking particularly smug, "That would be great, everyone would go to Beijing, have a bright future, and rise to the top."
Wang Jianxin shook his head, looked at Hu Jiao, and then looked at Li Ya, "I can't do it anymore. I'm getting old and I have to step down. The world is yours. Let's go. Stop being an eyesore here. Let's have some tea."
Li Ya shook his head hurriedly, "Yes, I love tea, but the big boss just left, and someone has to take care of it. Sister Xu can't handle it alone, so I have to go and watch over it. You two enjoy your meal, and after work, go directly across the street to Nanzhao Flavor Garden. Director Wang knows the place, and that's our base. It's a deal, Hu Ke, you can't stand me up."
Hu Jiao smiled and nodded in agreement, and Li Ya left, shaking his thin body.
Wang Jianxin's office is a small single room, with a desk, chair and bookcase occupying half of it, and three small sofas and a square coffee table in the other half. The space is not big, but it exudes the fragrance of books. There are calligraphy on the wall and an ink painting of orchids.
Hu Jiao sat down. He didn't know the tea ceremony, so he could only watch Wang Jianxin busy himself.
After a series of tidbits, I finally saw the tea soup. I followed Wang Jianxin's example, taking a sip, rolling it around my tongue, leaving a lingering fragrance on my teeth.
"What kind of tea is this?"
Looking at Hu Jiao's surprised face, Wang Jianxin smiled complacently and said, "Longjing before the rain, this thing is rare, you are in for a treat, right?"
"Thank you, Director Wang. It's really good stuff. Even someone like me who usually only drinks like a cow can now taste its fragrance."
Wang Jianxin put down the teacup, his expression slightly restrained, "Hu Jiao, we can be said to have known each other through fighting. Although there is a big age gap, as the old saying goes, it is rare to find a true friend in life. As for the address, how about just calling me Brother Wang?"
Hu Jiao hurriedly shook his hands, "That won't work! Absolutely not!"
Wang Jianxin pretended to be angry and said, "Why not? You only look at the article and not the person. I don't know that you are a young man in your twenties, and you can't know me, an old man in my fifties. The most important thing in making friends through writing is to know each other's hearts. Do you look down on me?"
Hu Jiao was forced into a corner and could only shake his head and said, "I absolutely cannot call you brother. How about this, I will call you Teacher Wang!"
Wang Jianxin thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Actually, with my level, how dare I call myself a teacher in front of you? Your article "Reflections on Supervision Work" is well written. I am not speaking against my will, as few people who engage in theory are convinced by anyone. So, I am being realistic and say that it is well written! I admire you! You have a level of skill!"
Hu Jiao humbly declined, "Most of my words were based on assumptions. The theory was just on paper and I lacked practical work experience. Some of my methods had no basis to stand on."
"Staff members of higher-level authorities should not regard themselves as 'imperial envoys' and act in a condescending manner during inspections. They should also not be 'good-natured' and act as 'peacemakers'. They should do their job properly without overstepping their authority and be appropriate without going too far. They should carry out their work in accordance with the intentions and requirements of the leadership, not take things for granted, take advantage of a topic, or issue orders without authorization. When problems and shortcomings are discovered at the grassroots level, they should make suggestions in a friendly manner, criticize less and discuss more." Wang Jianxin put down the manuscript in his hand. What he had just read was a small passage from Hu Jiao's article.
"That's right on the mark. This article can serve as a guiding principle for the work of the inspectors." Without waiting for Hu Jiao to interrupt, Wang Jianxin changed the subject and asked, "Hu Jiao, what are your plans for the next step?"
Hu Jiao pursed his lips and tried to catch up with the other party as quickly as possible. At the same time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Wang Jianxin would keep talking about beating around the bush and not get to the point.
"Teacher Wang, you also know the current situation of my family. For me, the most important thing at the moment is my mother's condition. As for work, let's leave it at that for now."
Wang Jianxin stared into Hu Jiao's eyes, confirming that his words were true, and then shook his head slightly, "Let me tell you about my work experience. Everyone knows that I transferred from the Party School to become a secretary. Given my personality, I am in my forties and I am more comfortable doing theoretical education than working in a government compound. But why did I leave the Party School?"
After helping Hu Jiao to refill his tea, Wang Jianxin frowned. "I have a daughter who graduated from Nanzhao University with a junior college degree. Originally, I didn't care about my daughter's job, because there is work anywhere. But she has a boyfriend who was assigned to the Nanhu Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce after graduation. Many people graduate from university, get a job, get married and have children. So, I went out to find some acquaintances. You know, I have dealt with cadres of all levels in the Provincial Party School. At that time, I thought it was not a difficult task.
But the problem came up. I found more than a dozen people, and each of them patted their chests loudly, saying, "Teacher Wang, leave it to me!"
As the deadline approached, my daughter's file was still assigned to the suburban county or town as originally assigned... My daughter is very sensible and never blamed me at all."
Looking at Wang Jianxin, who looked a little sad, Hu Jiao could feel the helplessness and anger that he had nowhere to vent. This was the reality. Without equal interests, who would be willing to help unconditionally? The only thing a Party School teacher could do was to manipulate the academic performance of the cadres during their further studies.
But they dare not make a big move unless the principal steps in. Otherwise, who of those who come here for further studies does not have a promising future?
Hu Jiao knew what happened next, without Wang Jianxin telling him. Later, he served as Wu Chengjing's secretary, the third most powerful person in the provincial party committee, second only to the secretary and the governor. In a certain range, he was even more important. For party members and cadres, the third deputy secretary in charge of cadres was sometimes more awe-inspiring than the governor.
Hu Jiao did not interrupt him, nor did he take the initiative to bring up the topic of "next". Wang Jianxin did not need to show off. He became Wu Chengjing's secretary, and his daughter's job was not a problem at all. In fact, he did not have to say a word, and his daughter was automatically transferred back to the Nanhu Justice Bureau.
“Have you learned anything from my experience?”
