Chapter 966

Zheng Tulu drove out of the Construction Bureau, but he wasn't in a hurry to go directly to the Provincial Party Organization Department. Instead, he drove home to his "small treasury" to retrieve a painting by Zhang Daqian that a real estate boss had once given him. Last night, while calling several other leaders in the province with whom he had good relations to ask for help, he learned that Li Changping was particularly fond of calligraphy and painting and liked to feign elegance. If he brought a million yuan, he might not accept it, but if he brought a painting worth a million yuan, he would certainly accept it. In official circles, all interaction is a profound science, and gift-giving is no exception. If you can figure out the other party's interests and hobbies and cater to them, you will receive twice the result with half the effort. It was precisely because he knew the way of gift-giving in official circles and the effect of catering to preferences that Zheng Tulu made a special trip home to get this painting. Although he knew quite a bit about calligraphy, painting, and antiques, he had heard of a national painting master as renowned as Zhang Daqian, and he knew a thing or two about the market conditions of his works currently existing in the world.

He carefully rolled up the "Thousand Mountains Painting," which had been hanging in his "small treasury" at home unable to reflect its value, and instructed his wife, who was looking at him in confusion: "Go get me one of your silk scarves. I want to wrap this painting up."

His wife didn't know what he was tinkering with again, and asked with hesitation and confusion: "What are you taking this painting for?"

"To give to someone," Zheng Tulu said.

Usually, it was others who came to the door to give gifts, and the things in this "small treasury" had always come in but never gone out. How could he be taking things out to give to others today? His wife looked at him in confusion and didn't move for a long time.

Zheng Tulu was waiting anxiously. Seeing his wife still standing at the door, he immediately shouted in a rough voice: "Are you deaf when I'm talking to you! Hurry up and find something so I can wrap this painting up!"

His wife was scolded by Zheng Tulu, and only then did she suddenly come to her senses. She lowered her head tamely, returned to the room, found a silk square scarf that Zheng Tulu had brought back from a trip to Hangzhou a few years ago, and took it to him.

Zheng Tulu was in a hurry to take this masterpiece to visit Li Changping. Without even looking at her, he snatched the square scarf from her hand, carefully wrapped the precious painting, walked out of the house, placed the painting on the passenger seat, and drove toward the Provincial Party Organization Department.

Zheng Tulu, that cunning fox, was afraid of being seen by Su Qing when he arrived at the entrance of the Organization Department to pull strings. He circled the Construction Bureau entrance a few times, finally found a hidden corner to park the car, picked up the painting from the passenger seat, stuffed it into his overcoat, looked outside vigilantly, and then got out of the car, walking quickly toward the Organization Department while looking around.

Walking into the office building of the Provincial Party Organization Department, he asked someone for the floor where Li Changping's office was located, and Zheng Tulu walked upstairs, sneaking around again. Just as he was about to reach the third floor, he suddenly heard Su Qing's silver-bell-like laughter from the third floor from far away. So, he immediately turned around in a panic, ran down the stairs, hid under the staircase in the lobby on the first floor, and stared nervously at the movement in the lobby. After a while, he saw Su Qing walk out of the building. As the head of the Provincial Construction Bureau, even Zheng Tulu himself felt it was a bit too tragic. Seeing Minister Su was like seeing a ghost, and he ran away. *Sigh, there's no help for it. A higher official crushes people. Who told me to be so whimsical and lust-blinded when sending people to the Party School for training, listening to the sweet words of Xia Jian's wife, thinking that I am the local snake of the Construction Bureau, and that even if Su Qing is the Minister of the Provincial Party Organization Department, she can't do much to influence me in the internal affairs of our Construction Bureau. * But he didn't expect that in China, the political ecology of official circles is extremely complex. Even he, a Provincial Construction Bureau Director, could arrange for Han Rui's younger sister, Han Xue, to work in a hospital with just one sentence. Could a dignified Minister of the Provincial Party Organization Department not be able to deal with him, a Provincial Construction Bureau Director? The Minister of the Organization Department holds the "Book of Life and Death" for the official careers of leaders at all levels. Zheng Tulu only realized the power of the Minister of the Organization Department when Li Changping told him that Minister Su was secretly pulling strings to get rid of him. ===== CHAPTER 967 =====