Chapter 136: Ceng Ming's Promotion

Du Wenlong, Ceng Ming, Yang Minghao, Liu Jin Zhu, and Xia Li had been working for more than three years. Brother Fan was already a Zhengke-level township secretary and was calling the wind and rain in the county; he was absolutely in the "powerful" circle.

The power of example is infinite. The brothers envied Brother Fan. Ask, which person engaged in administrative work doesn't have a heart for progress?

Du Wenlong worked steadily and had great "drilling energy." He was already a business backbone of the unit, was low-key, got along very well with his colleagues, and under Lu Fan's reminder, followed closely behind Discipline Inspection Commission Secretary Luo Linghai, visiting the leader "heavily" during festivals. He had the greatest hope for promotion.

Xia Li also "took down" Executive Deputy County Head Yang Chuanbei. Under the care of the leader, he was like a fish in water in the government office. County Head Yang would likely speak for him. It was not difficult for an Executive Deputy County Head to promote the people around him.

Yang Minghao was mediocre in the Political and Legal Committee, mainly because there was one radish for one hole in the unit, and he couldn't even get into an important position. But his interpersonal communication was nothing to say; after all, he didn't lack money in his hands, and generous people would be welcomed everywhere.

Liu Jin Zhu was also "half-dead" in the Public Security Bureau because the public security system had little communication with outside units and leadership positions were scarce. It was harder to be promoted to Deputy Ke level than to be promoted to Zhengke level in other units. Every day, personnel adjustments were earth-shattering, and several times they ended up with nothing because the competition was too fierce.

However, in the Public Security Bureau, as long as you were a "small leader," you were full of oil and water. Only insiders knew the way. For example, it was impossible for a small police officer to pay for a hotel.

Ceng Ming went to the Municipal Judicial Bureau. The platform was high, and the difficulty of solving the Deputy Ke level was the smallest because the Party group of the bureau could decide internally, and there was no need to find "foreign aid." As long as the big Director was handled, promoting to Deputy Ke was a matter of one sentence.

Overall, these brothers could be considered smooth sailing. After all, they were still in the primary stage of "wandering the rivers and lakes." At this time, money could solve almost all problems. For example, if someone else needed to spend 20,000 yuan to get something done, I would throw in 40,000 or even 50,000. In this way, 90% of the situations could be solved smoothly.

I have to say, having money is really willful!

Money is a man's courage. With a bulging wallet, one naturally won't be stingy or calculating in terms of conduct. Treat everyone to a few more meals, and the popularity will immediately improve. "Walk around" with the leaders during festivals, and the leaders will think of you at critical moments, and things will naturally go forward!

After Ceng Ming was transferred to the Municipal Judicial Bureau, he remembered Lu Fan's words: Money is a bastard; you can't bring it with you when you are born, and you can't take it with you when you die. You must try every means to handle the "big Director"!

As long as you have the leader's favor, the relationship will be drawn closer, the opportunity will become a ladder, and the ladder can achieve a turnaround.

A dignified Municipal Bureau Director, responsible for prison management, judicial administrative drug rehabilitation center management, lawyer industry management, etc., never lacked people to flatter. If you want to successfully flatter the Director, you have to put in a lot of hard work!

A Deputy Director in the bureau went to the county to serve as the Political and Legal Committee Secretary, which would inevitably lead to personnel adjustments. Ceng Ming fell into deep distress. He wanted to seize this opportunity but didn't know how to move the Director.

Since being transferred to the Municipal Bureau, Ceng Ming had been paying attention to the Director and learned that the Director had two major hobbies: buying lottery tickets and "models," especially those with protruding fronts and backs and tall figures, such as the top-notch kind like the Deputy Section Chief of the Propaganda Section.

"Models," Ceng Ming was powerless because he didn't have this resource, and he wanted it himself, so he could only hit the idea on lottery tickets.

Ceng Ming began to frequently enter and exit lottery shops and carefully study the laws of lottery tickets. He also joined some lottery enthusiasts' QQ groups to exchange experiences with them.

One day, Ceng Ming was at work when the QQ lottery group suddenly had a lot of message prompts. Opening it, he found that someone had bought a "8+1" compound ticket for the Double Color Ball and won 51,510 yuan, and was showing off in the group.

Damn it, he had dog shit luck. Ceng Ming was very envious. If only he had won!

Ceng Ming immediately added the other party as a friend and left a message: I am a group friend, worshiping the great god, please teach me experience!

The other party was in high spirits and just wanted to find someone to show off. He was absolutely fond of being a teacher and immediately passed Ceng Ming's friend verification.

After a few compliments, Ceng Ming entered the theme and said: "Big brother, can you transfer this lottery ticket to your little brother? I have been buying lottery tickets for several years and have won at most five yuan. I have lost face to my grandmother's house. A man must have face. Just because of buying lottery tickets, I have no status at home. If I had your lottery ticket, I would slap it directly on my wife's face and see what she says!"

The other party laughed: "Brother, you are killing me! Transfer can be discussed, but the price must also be 'discussed'."

"Brother, you won 51,510. You have to pay 20% tax, and you can finally get 41,208 yuan. Can you transfer it to me at the original price? Cash or transfer is fine. You save the trouble of running around, and you don't have to be forced to donate by them. Why not do it?"

"I donate to his grandfather! Brother, I can understand you taking the lottery ticket to brag, but face must be bought with real money. How about this, I won't ask for more, 45,000 yuan, and the lottery ticket is yours!"

"Brother, my cost is too high. I'll lose 3,792 yuan!"

"Brother, we are all clear people. Don't act with me. For the sake of being group friends, it's not bad that I didn't ask you for 50,000!"

Ceng Ming stopped acting and agreed to his request without saying a word. An hour later, he got the lottery ticket he dreamed of at a "high price."

The next morning, the sun was bright and the breeze was blowing. Ceng Ming came to the door of the Director's office, knocked gently, and after getting permission, walked in carefully.

After entering the room, Ceng Ming walked to the Director's desk, handed the lottery ticket to the Director, and said sincerely: "Director, this is the lottery ticket I helped you buy the day before yesterday. I really want to thank God for his care, giving me such good luck, so that I have the opportunity to repay you for your care and care for me all along!"

The Director took the lottery ticket, looked at it carefully, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. He raised his head, looked at Ceng Ming, and said: "Little Ceng, this... this is not quite appropriate!"

Ceng Ming heard this and hurriedly waved his hand: "Director, please don't say that. Although I am clumsy, I understand in my heart! I know who is good to me and I know how to repay kindness. You gave me this platform to show myself, and you often pointed out and helped me in my work. I remember this kindness in my heart. So, this lottery ticket is just a little bit of my heart for you. Please be sure to accept it!"

The Director listened to Ceng Ming's words and was indeed greedy for this lottery ticket. He was a veteran lottery player, but he had won at most 1,000 yuan in the Happy Ten. He was often teased by his colleagues. With this lottery ticket, wouldn't he be proud for a while? It had nothing to do with money!

So the Director nodded with a smile and said: "Little Ceng, I accept your heart. However, don't do this again in the future. Work hard!"

Ceng Ming listened to the Director's words and was greatly encouraged. He nodded firmly and said: "Director, don't worry! I will definitely work twice as hard and not live up to your expectations!" After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

In a moment, Ceng Ming opened his mouth carefully and asked: "Director, I dare to say a thought, I want to adjust my position, is it possible?"

The Director heard this and responded with great interest: "Oh, which section do you want to go to?"

Ceng Ming replied without hesitation: "I want to work in prison!"

The Director frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "Prison? Why go there? What's the point? Working hours are irregular, management is relatively strict, and besides, you are not even a Deputy Ke level. Even if you go to prison, you won't get an important leadership position."

However, Ceng Ming explained with a firm gaze: "Director, I have always had a strong interest in prison-related affairs. After being transferred to the Municipal Bureau, through in-depth understanding and contact, this enthusiasm has risen even higher. I really want to go to the 'Third Prison District' and try it!"

"Okay, I'll consider it. Go back to work!"

This was named by name, it must have been carefully considered, but the Director did not go into it. Why go to the Third Prison District? Who doesn't have a little selfishness?

Time passed quickly, and not long after, the Municipal Judicial Bureau began personnel adjustments and arrangements.

This time, Ceng Ming was recognized and valued by the bureau leaders because of his "extremely outstanding work performance" and was promoted to be one of the candidates for Deputy Ke-level leadership.

At the same time, the list of the sixth batch of personnel in the judicial system to go to prison for temporary posts and exchange learning was announced, and Ceng Ming's name actually appeared on this list.

What's more coincidental is that he will serve as the instructor of the Third Prison District.

After receiving this good news, Ceng Ming immediately shared it with Lu Fan and specifically reminded Lu Fan that the driver who caused the car accident, Ji Luhui, was serving his sentence in the Third Prison District!

After listening to this, Lu Fan felt a mix of emotions. On the one hand, he was happy that Ceng Ming could get a promotion opportunity; on the other hand, he was worried about Ceng Ming facing Ji Luhui. However, more of it was the deep emotion that surged into his heart.

Lu Fan still couldn't help but urge Ceng Ming: "Congratulations on your promotion, brother, but no matter what, you must be careful!"

"Brother Fan, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion!"

In late August, the second good news came!

The County Party Committee Standing Committee meeting was held, and the plan for internal personnel adjustment of the Discipline Inspection Commission was passed.

I have to say, in recent years, the status of the Discipline Inspection Commission has visibly improved significantly!

Secretary Gao basically respected the opinions of the Discipline Inspection Commission. In this personnel adjustment, Du Wenlong was on the list! He was appointed as the Deputy Director of the Petition Office!

After the Discipline Inspection Commission adjustment, personnel adjustments in other departments were also put on the agenda. Lu Fan specifically contacted Liu Jin Zhu, Xia Li, and Yang Minghao to help them analyze the situation and brainstorm, wanting the brothers to have a good future.

Lu Fan even wanted to find Secretary Gao Yunfei to speak good words for his brothers, but he held back. One cannot be spoiled by favor. Recommending cadres in Baishu Bay is his duty, and he can argue for it.

But things outside the unit are human favors. The face of a township secretary is not enough. One must have self-awareness. ===== CHAPTER 137 =====