Chapter 1120: with translation of chapter title

Su Yang secretly sneered in his heart; sure enough, they still made a move—does this count as the pearls bouncing all the way onto his face? Anyone who cares about face wouldn't say such a thing.

Su Yang said with a smile: "Really? Actually I think this is also a decent plan; I wholeheartedly support your suggestion, but now that the Supervision Group has intervened, I'm afraid my personal opinion doesn't count. In principle I agree anyway; otherwise, you could go tell the Supervision Group—what do you think?"

Pan Wenhai waved his hand and said: "The Supervision Group's job is merely supervision, to let this matter proceed smoothly; all the links are decided by us, and we have the final say. Whether they know or not is actually not important, but out of respect for their principles, I will greet them."

At the same time, he felt pleased, thinking that Su Yang also considered that dealing with those coal bosses behind the scenes couldn't be done without him, and furthermore, wanting to carry out his work steadily also couldn't be done without himself. This is the proper state for a cadre—how could any cadre in the county be unrestrained by the County Party Secretary?

However, Su Yang's following words sank him to the bottom of the valley.

Secretary Pan, there's still one more thing I need to report to you—I don't know how familiar you are with this interview program; once they report something, they might conduct follow-up reporting.

I now suspect they will come to our Liu Cheng Xian and directly follow up on this competition for posts. If some people leak our original plan, letting them discover we canceled the written exam to favor cadres, how would they view that?

You also know their rank—behind them stands the Publicity Department. We were only doing county-level work; causing a stir up to the municipal and provincial levels is already excessive, and if we kick it up further, I'm worried it will affect you.

His words were like a bolt from the blue, striking Pan Wenhai on the head, almost draining his ability to speak. He looked at Su Yang with a flash of anger in his eyes: "You damn bastard, are you threatening me again? Could it be that the interview program will really follow you?"

But he didn't dare gamble—if the interview program actually came down with follow-up reporting, not only would he, as County Party Secretary, have to trail behind, even the Municipal Party Secretary would have to follow. This already exceeds his operational capacity; trying to cheat or waive those procedures is nearly impossible.

After a long while, he finally said: "Oh, if the interview program truly values our Liu Cheng Xian, that's actually a good thing, a good thing. As for what I just mentioned, we can discuss it later; we'll decide specifics when the time comes—what do you think?"

Su Yang's mind instantly flashed four words: delay policy.

The meaning is clear: three days later, if the interview program really comes down with follow-up reporting, he'll just keep quiet and do as Su Yang previously said—if there's a written exam, hold the written exam; later he'll think of ways to manipulate things from the examination hall.

But if the interview program doesn't come down with follow-up reporting, then to him both the coal bosses and Su Yang are nothing; as long as this bunch passes the written exam, the later stages will basically be his call—he'll decide.

However, to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere just now, he added: "Don't delay the dinner invitation from President Huang tonight."

Su Yang nodded and said: "Don't worry, I won't forget this; I actually had planned to visit these entrepreneurs."

The news that the Political and Legal Affairs Commission had prepared exam papers in advance, which Su Yang didn't use, spread inside the Public Security Bureau and caused an uproar; they now really wish to cut Su Yang into pieces. Originally they looked down on the written exam segment, and now they're asking, what exam is there to take?

Fortunately, they can find the answers; as long as they pass this hurdle, the subsequent defense, public opinion evaluation, and later Cultivation Organization arrangements are all up to them. In fact, these people even had a meal together last night, privately discussing the redistribution of these posts.

According to their own words, it's nothing more than: "You take your position and hand it over to me to do, while I, who have long found my position boring, will let you experience it."

In short, this so-called competition for posts is, in their view, merely a post exchange. At most, some selfish chiefs of remote Paichusuo think about moving their posts closer to the county seat. But no matter what, they ultimately didn't take Su Yang's post competition seriously.

But now they suddenly received news that the exam questions were only produced by Su Yang at the last moment—doesn't that leave them dazed?

The loudest complainers are Criminal Police Team Brigade Chief Gao Xiaobo and Public Security Brigade Brigade Chief Chen Jincheng. These two posts are originally lucrative positions; even if they could obtain the exam questions, they'd hardly return to their original posts—they'd certainly have to be reassigned elsewhere, or else they'd be cursing nonstop.

"Su Yang, you bastard, what the hell are you up to? Do you still want people to live decently?"

"My damn wife and kids are studying and working in the county; if you send me to some remote Paichusuo, can I even get by?"

"Come on, Old Chen, you can't stay away from those two provincial-city college girls, right? And if you really go to a Paichusuo, those people from the Xiaohe Mine who go out to play cards, eat, and soak hot springs will find it more troublesome; you can't just come and go as before—you'll need to make reservations in advance."

Chen Jincheng said: "Old Gao, don't pretend here that you're fine; if you leave, your sister-in-law will likely be left guarding an empty room at night. I heard you once went abroad with your mother-in-law—you really kept people alive. Moreover, over the past two years the mine has paid you more than those County Standing Committee Members."

Gao Xiaobo rolled his eyes: "Cut the crap here, don't talk nonsense—if this gets out, where will I put my face?"

"As for money, you definitely haven't taken little either. Those coal bosses are discerning; whoever holds a key position will surely give more offerings to that person. When something happens, they'll definitely come to us first; we'll settle it for them, and of course we should get a bigger share of the benefits."

"If the money really ends up with Secretary Pan and gets layered down, who would still be willing to work hard for them? Although our ranks are similar, compared to those Paichusuo, we're worlds apart—they probably only make a few ten thousand a year."

"So no matter what, we can't let this so-called exam proceed normally; otherwise, people like us might not even score thirty or fifty points, and we'd end up embarrassing Secretary Pan badly."

Chen Jincheng immediately leaned in and asked: "What's a good solution? Hurry up and say."