Wang Zhanjun finally took off his reading glasses. Although he was only fifty-three, he has aged early due to excessive eyes over the years.

After rubbing his temples, he relaxed his whole body, closed his eyes and lay back on the back of the black soft chair. His too tall body seemed a little inconsistent with the chair.

At this time, Wang Zhanjun fell into deep thought.

It was still yesterday that Wang Zhanjun heard high-level insider news from the provincial capital. The Provincial Department of Transportation was preparing to vigorously support the upgrade and construction of Xinping Highway. He even learned that the Provincial Department planned to invest 20 million yuan in highly confidential content. Therefore, Wang Zhanjun sent someone to send this routine report from the municipal government that was basically no one paid attention to.

He has been in Lingyang as the secretary of the municipal party committee for four years. When Wang Zhanjun thinks about it, he feels bitter. In this position, he does not do it freely and fails to fully demonstrate the courage of the boss. This has a lot to do with the situation in Lingyang and the province. But no matter what, for Wang Zhanjun, who was once a mayor in another city in the province and was used to being in a prosperous situation, this situation was unbearable for him, even though he had always endured it very well.

If Chen Zhengnan had not given up the opportunity of Secretary of the Party Committee of the Economic and Technological Development Zone and Standing Committee Member of the Municipal Party Committee two years ago, and with the strong support of the province and the city, he would have been able to get up smoothly. However, because Chen Zhengnan did not want to make the whole situation more daydreaming because of himself, he might have considered his son and daughter-in-law, so he finally gave up decisively.

Wang Zhanjun had no doubt that if Chen Zhengnan, who had rich connotations and skill, came up at that time, then his municipal party secretary would definitely have done much smoother now and had much stricter control over the situation in the city. Chen Zhengnan would definitely become his very powerful assistant, and even his most important assistant.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhanjun couldn't help but show a hint of regret and helplessness on his face.

At present, Wang Zhanjun is about to make a bold decision, which fully demonstrates the strong support of the municipal party committee for the upgrading and construction of Xinping Highway. This highway has been called for for many years, but has not been implemented due to various reasons. Wang Zhanjun, who has worked for four years, is also unhappy and knows the inside story.

This time, he was about to show his strong determination and use the big hat of economic construction to cover those who always like to sing opposite tunes.

Finally, Wang Zhanjun sat up straight, put on reading glasses again, grabbed a pen, and made a decisive instruction on the report: Pingjiang County Party Committee and County Government's proactive spirit of self-reliance deserves full recognition and promotion...

However, he did not mention any of the people, and even deliberately ignored Chen Guobin.

When Chen Guobin was working in his office, the phone on the table rang and he immediately grabbed it. He could hear the familiar slight breathing sound, and he suddenly felt a little too big. The nominal wife had been looking for him too frequently recently, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"It's me." Zhao Yaqin briefly reported to her house and immediately turned to the topic: "Tell me something to you."

Chen Guobin said, "Say it."

"I just heard the news that the Municipal Party Committee held a Standing Committee meeting this morning. At the meeting, Secretary Wang put forward the proposal to support the upgrading and construction of Xinping Highway." Zhao Yaqin said lightly, and emphasized: "In fact, it is just a discussion of the report you reported to me."

"Oh." Chen Guobin was puzzled and asked, "So what?"

"Hmph, I thought you had a high political awareness." Zhao Yaqin angrily said, "Okay, you don't need to know the specific reason, just know that this is the case. You are not the leader." In fact, she didn't know the reason.

Chen Guobin was funny and said easily: "This is a good thing. Both the province and the city support it so much. Maybe you don't have to have a conflict with that person right away."

Zhao Yaqin refused to comment: "Everything is still unknown now. You should mainly care more about professional issues. Xinping Highway is very important to our county and cannot be careless."

"I will do my best." Chen Guobin was a little serious, "Yaqin, don't just think about this road all day long. There are still many things waiting for you to do. Pay attention to the big and the small..."

"Teach you!" Zhao Yaqin was a little unhappy and hummed: "Okay, let's do it. I still have a lot of things to do. Goodbye!" She hung up directly.

Chen Guobin shook his head and smiled, put down the phone, temporarily stopped working, leaned on the chair and closed his eyes and thought.

This time the Municipal Party Committee held a standing committee to discuss his report, which really surprised and puzzled him. In the past, similar reports usually only had the honorable opportunity to stay in the "museum" of the municipal government.

Chen Guobin was not sure why this happened, but he could conclude that the news from the Provincial Department of Transportation must have been leaked, and the municipal party secretary probably really wanted to take the opportunity to repair this road and write a glorious page on his political achievements. After all, Xinping Highway has always been a regret in the hearts of many people.

Soon, Chen Guobin didn't think about this anymore and continued to do the work at hand. He planned to go to the West Hua County Transportation Bureau next week to study the issue of upgrading to three levels of an important county road...

It was Friday again. Thinking that he hadn't returned home last week, Chen Guobin found that he felt a little home-hearted. After all, for this time, he has been used to going back every holiday. However, this time he planned to visit Xiangyin first, and bring Chen Zhengnan the plan for Xingxiang Expressway that had been written in the form of a report, and communicate and study it with him.

The phone rang on the desk, and Chen Guobin answered, but Li Pihe seemed overly intimate to hear the voice from there: "Xiao Chen, are you free now?"

"Yes. Director Li, what's the matter that I need to do?"

"I'm in the office of the Transportation Bureau now, you can come up."

"Okay, come soon..."

After Chen Guobin put down the phone, he got up and walked towards the corridor outside, and followed the stairs from the third floor to the fifth floor.

In contrast, the fifth floor is a concentrated place for the leaders of the bureau. The atmosphere here is obviously much quieter, which makes people feel inexplicably stressed. However, Chen Guobin didn't feel anything.

He walked straight to the door of Li Pihe's deputy director's office without squinting, and reached out and knocked politely twice.

"Please come in!" Li Pihe's voice came from the door. Chen Guobin then pushed the door and found that Li Pihe and Wei Kunlin were crossing their legs, leaning against the sofa without sitting, and there was a set of seemingly high-end tea making equipment on the coffee table in front of the sofa. At this time, the boiling water in the pot was just rolling, bubbled and breathing.

"Director Li, General Wei." Chen Guobin nodded and greeted him politely after closing the door. He was still a little surprised at meeting Wei Kunlin again, but he showed a habitual calmness.

"Xiao Chen, don't be polite, just sit there." Wei Kunlin smiled very much and waved his hand casually.

Li Pihe immediately glared: "Damn, this is my territory. Do you still want to rush to be a landlord?" Then he waved to Chen Guobin with a smile: "Xiao Chen, come and sit here, just do whatever you want."

Chen Guobin didn't care. He walked to a single sofa and sat down. However, the three of them were each on their own, forming a three-legged tripod around the coffee table.

While Wei Kunlin was familiar with the road and enjoying making tea, Li Pihe got up and walked to the desk, took out a car key from the drawer, and then walked back to the sofa to sit down.
Chapter completed!