After hurriedly leaving the school gate, Wang Lin hurriedly reached out to hail a taxi. Now that Wang Lin was too dignified to be treated by a private car, he had to take a taxi first to make ends meet.
Fortunately, it has passed the peak period of getting off work and school at noon, and the flow of people on the street has been significantly reduced. This has also saved Wang Lin a lot of time on the road.
The taxi went straight to the Municipal Party Committee Family Courtyard. After arriving at the door, Wang Lin took the familiar route directly to Yi Zhongtian's home. Going home for lunch every day is an unbreakable habit of Yi Zhongtian. Of course, except when you are away on business.
At noon, Yi Zhongtian¡¯s house was relatively deserted, with only Yi Zhongtian¡¯s wife and a nanny, plus Yi Zhongtian who had just returned. However, this kind of environment is more suitable for talking about some things.
When Wang Lin arrived at Yi Zhongtian's house, the two of them had just put down their bowls and chopsticks. Yi Zhongtian was a little surprised when Wang Lin arrived suddenly. We originally agreed to meet in the evening, but Wang Lin suddenly came here. Could it be that things have changed?
Wang Lin followed Yi Zhongtian into the study room. This was not the first time for Wang Lin to come here. Although Wang Lin was not very familiar with this study room, it was not unfamiliar either. At least Wang Lin knew where everything was placed.
After closing the door, Wang Lin handed the manuscript he had rushed out to Yi Zhongtian.
Yi Zhongtian took the manuscript calmly and began to read it carefully. During this period, he could not help but nod his head and shake his head sometimes. It was like an affirmation of Wang Lin, but also like a criticism of Wang Lin.
After about ten minutes, Yi Zhongtian put down the manuscript in his hand, but from Yi Zhongtian's face, Wang Lin couldn't see anything about Yi Zhongtian's attitude towards this matter.
"The writing is good, but there are some parts that are too radical. After modification, it will be a better plan." Yi Zhongtian said lightly.
The content was well written, but one thing Wang Lin ignored was the reality. If the content could be implemented in accordance with the written content, then today's China, the world's hegemon, would not dare to say that Asia's hegemony would still be fine.
It¡¯s just a document issued by the central government every time. How many people below take it seriously? There are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. This is an unchangeable fact. However, Wang Lin's article does not have any obvious political orientation. He only elaborates his views from the perspective of economic development.
Yi Zhongtian quite agrees with this. Wang Lin's true identity has not yet been disclosed to the public, and it is not the time to disclose his identity. Most of the time, Wang Lin still wears the label of Yi Zhongtian. Although this kind of article that only talks about economics and not politics may not necessarily attract much attention, it will never offend anyone.
"Minister, these are the manuscripts that I wrote out temporarily based on my memory. They are not yet completed. There are some places where I hope the minister can give me some pointers." Wang Lin said rather sincerely.
Although Wang Lin now knows his identity and the position of Yi Zhongtian, Wang Lin still does not act like a young master in front of Yi Zhongtian.
His father¡¯s forbearance over the years has also taught Wang Lin more that to be a human being, one must have basic moral principles. You cannot raise your tail just because you have achieved a small achievement or your identity has undergone subtle changes. This is what Wang Ping often tells Wang Lin, and it is what Wang Lin always keeps in mind.
So now that he knows that Yi Zhongtian and Xue Weimin are both his father's former confidants, he will not point fingers based on his own status. Wang Lin still understands the basic respect.
"Well, we can't talk about guidance. After you go back, continue to write it according to your thinking, and then find a time to hand it over to me." Yi Zhongtian did not directly tell Wang Lin the problem with the article. He believed that Wang Lin would find out the problem. Regarding the problem, I believe Wang Lin has the ability to correct it.
"Okay, Minister." Wang Lin was caught off guard by Yi Zhongtian's reaction. He originally thought that Yi Zhongtian would provide some guidance so that Wang Lin would not make any major mistakes in the article. But who would have thought that Yi Zhongtian didn't give Wang Lin any advice at all, but allowed him to develop freely.
But at this moment, it¡¯s better to finish writing this article quickly. After all, the matter at the party school is also a time bomb, and there is no telling when it will explode. Write the article first and give it to Yi Zhongtian. Even if the party school has any opinions, Yi Zhongtian will have time to deal with these issues.
¡°After all, the position of director of the Municipal Party Committee¡¯s Organization Department is no joke. This is a position that could cost you your future if you don¡¯t get it right. So who dares to act wild in front of the organization department? And in front of the minister?
After that, Wang Lin talked with Yi Zhongtian about other things. Half an hour later, Wang Lin said goodbye to Yi Zhongtian. It was almost half past one, but Wang Lin was?Hungry.
After leaving the gate of the Municipal Party Committee Family Courtyard, Wang Lin was planning to find something to eat, at least not to let his precious belly suffer any more. The cell phone in his pocket rang. When he took it out and looked at the caller ID, Wang Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he had to answer the call.
"Young Master Wang, I see your old lover again, do you want to come over and play again?" Before Wang Lin could say hello, the other party quickly revealed the purpose of the call. The caller was not someone else. It is none other than Miss Zheng Keran, Miss Zheng, who is not afraid of chaos in the world.
"Miss Zheng, I still have a lot of things to do." Wang Lin did not respond to Zheng Keran's question. The past has passed. Even if Zhang Ran stands in front of Wang Lin now, Wang Lin will treat her as an ordinary person.
Wang Lin is not a saint, nor is he a foreign gentleman. He can still talk and laugh with the other party when encountering this kind of thing. All Wang Lin can do is not get angry. But to say that Wang Lin ran over specifically just to make Zhang Ran feel sick, I'm sorry, Young Master Wang doesn't have the time, nor is he in the mood.
But this Zheng Keran is pretty good. Ever since they met, whenever he finds something he thinks is fun, he is always the first one to call Wang Lin. But what Wang Lin didn't know was that Zheng Keran made this call just to make Wang Lin feel bad.
"Hey, Wang Lin, am I saying that you are too boring? We are good friends who share the same sorrows. It has been so long that you don't know how to call your good friend to express condolences." Zheng Keran seemed to know that he was boring. As if, he stopped mentioning the topic just now and turned to another topic.
¡°We share the same adversity?¡± Wang Lin asked, unable to react at the moment.
"Yeah, why don't we share weal and woe? We were trapped in the wilderness together, doesn't that count?" A very happy voice came from the other end of the phone.
Emotions This eldest lady still regards this incident as her glorious history, but I hope she will tell others before she meets anyone. Even if Wang Lin was reasonable, he couldn't explain it clearly. However, the culprit of this incident, Yi Xiaohan, is currently undergoing closed training at the Provincial Public Security Cadre School.
Although this is just a style, it is true that we can learn something from it, especially for grassroots cadres like them.
"Miss Zheng, if there's nothing else, let's do this for now. I have something else to do in the afternoon." Wang Lin didn't want to get too entangled with this young lady. Although he was the daughter of the provincial party committee leader, Zheng Keran's temper was not Wang Lin can bear it. Being friends with Miss Zheng is like planting a time bomb under your feet.
"Tch, I seem to be talking to someone who wants to talk to you. I am very busy right now. There are many people making appointments with me. Goodbye!" It's said to be slow but actually fast. Before Wang Lin could react, he said goodbye. , Zheng Keran hung up the phone first, not giving Wang Lin any chance to speak.
Looking at the phone in his hand, Wang Lin shook his head helplessly. This is the lady who has lived in a honeypot since she was a child. She is no different from the prodigal sons rumored on the Internet. As everyone knows, Wang Lin will actually be classified as a "prodigal son" by the Internet trolls sooner or later.
Just when I was about to put the phone back in my pocket, it rang again. The only person who could call me so quickly was Zheng Keran. It was probably because Miss Zheng felt that she hadn't had enough fun and wanted to play again, so she called her again. Just called again.
"What's the matter, Miss Zheng?" Wang Lin said with a deliberately impatient expression.
"I am Zhang Ling!"
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