Chapter 8 chapter eight

The moment Fang Xiaowei heard the news, his head became bigger with a "buzz". The news was revealed to him by Wan Chunnian, director of the Municipal Bureau of Radio, Film and Television, over the phone. Wan Chunnian told him on the phone that the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee had already decided on the leadership team of the radio station.Although he strongly recommended him at the meeting, the city still arranged for a secretary who had done corporate party-mass work to be the head of the station. His name was Tian Zhenjun.At the same time, in order to strengthen the construction of the team, Section Chief Sang of the Municipal Spiritual Civilization Office was appointed as the deputy director.Although the team of one officer and two mates is fully equipped, this is not according to my wish.I tried my best, but there was no way.At the end Director Wan said: "Xiaowei, you still want to open some. You have your advantages. You are young, understand business, and can manage. There will be opportunities in the future. Don't be discouraged."

Fang Xiaowei reluctantly said some insincere nonsense such as thanking the leader for his care and obeying the organization's arrangements, then hung up the phone, his body fell apart, losing all support.He lay down on the chair weakly, and when he closed his eyes, it seemed as if the world turned around. Even though he had also made mental preparations for failure, even though he had prepared for the worst, once such a result ruthlessly fell on his head, he still couldn't bear it. Has the power within reach slipped from his hand like this?Has months of anticipation finally come to naught?Just hand over the existing power in your hands to a stranger?

He couldn't believe it was real. However, this is indeed true. Reality is sometimes so cruel that it makes people tremble. Fang Xiaowei sat like this.Someone called and he didn't answer.Someone knocked on the door, but he didn't open it.He felt that once a man entered the officialdom, power became his face.It not only brings you tangible benefits, but also brings you glory and scenery.However, now he has nothing, no face, no glory, and he even has to hand over all the power he has in his hands.He is like a failed small landlord during the land reform, who will hand over everything to the peasant association.

When he was about to leave work, he called Ma Jie and asked her to come over. As soon as Ma Jie came in, she asked, "What did you do this afternoon? I've been to the office a few times, but you're not here. I'll call your cell phone and keep it turned off." Fang Xiaowei said, "Do you have anything to do with me?" Ma Jie smiled embarrassedly and said, "The one in our family is on a business trip. I will arrange for the child to go to her grandma's house. Come over in the evening when you are free." Fang Xiaowei said: "Sit down! You sit with me first."

Ma Jie glanced at Fang Xiaowei and said, "What's the matter with you? You don't look well, are you sick?" Fang Xiaowei smiled wryly and said, "It's okay." Ma Jie said, "I forgot, why did you ask me to come?" Fang Xiaowei said weakly: "The team has been decided." Ma Jie was surprised: "Is it settled?" Fang Xiaowei said: "It's decided. I just got the news when I got to work. A new company cadre has come to be the head of the station, and Sang Xuewen, the section chief of the Municipal Spiritual Civilization Office, will be the deputy head. I'm still in my original position."

Ma Jie said, "Is there any possibility of redemption?" Fang Xiaowei shook his head and said, "Impossible. The Standing Committee must be a nail in the board." Ma Jie said a little excitedly: "How can they do this? How can the market do this? It's simply absurd to put an ignorant corporate cadre as the director of the radio station." Fang Xiaowei said weakly: "In this society, what is impossible? Anything can happen, and once it happens, it is reasonable, and you have to do it accordingly." Seeing that Fang Xiaowei was very depressed, Ma Jie said with relief: "Forget it, you want to open some more. No matter what, your position as the deputy director will still be reserved for you. People's desire for power is endless. If you want to be a deputy director and want to be a deputy director, it will never be enough. One thing more is worse than one thing less, so why not just relax and be at ease?"

Fang Xiaowei smiled wryly and said, "Now, I can only think so." Ma Jie said: "They don't let you be the director of the station, so you can also be the director of the FM station. It is also a small world, self-supporting, financially independent. In a sense, it is more important than the main station. Almost anywhere." Fang Xiaowei said: "The new leader is here, but I still don't know how to divide the work." Ma Jie said: "You are also a veteran of several dynasties, and the new leader must respect your opinion. He robbed you of your seat, and you should settle for the next best thing. What's wrong with being the director of the FM station? On this issue You must persevere to the end."

Fang Xiaowei nodded silently. In fact, he has already reserved a hand on this issue.Urban FM has been established for more than a year, and he has not declared the establishment of the unit and the number of leadership positions for a long time. His purpose is to prevent this day and leave a retreat after the defeat of Maicheng.If Metropolitan FM had already established a formal organization and appointed a director and deputy director, he would have suffered a complete defeat by now.What Ma Jie said is correct, Metropolitan FM is financially independent and self-supporting. Although it is not as glorious as a radio station, it is still a world.I can't be the director of the radio station, I can also be the head of the FM station.I can't control the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, but I can always control the team of the radio station.

Of course, these ideas have been brewing in his mind thousands of times, and he has already designed his own approach and retreat, but he has never confided a word to Ma Jie.He feels that men can listen to women's opinions, but they must never confide their true thoughts to women, especially some thoughts in the officialdom.Even if she is your wife, even if she is your lover, you can't say it. There are many lessons of failure in the officialdom, one of which is almost common, that is, many things are brought to light by women. Within a few days, the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee issued the appointment document.

On the day the document was issued, the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee asked him to have a talk.Vice Minister Li of the Organization Department first talked about a lot of organizational principles, and finally said: "You are still young, and you still have opportunities. I hope you will cooperate with the new team to do a good job." Fang Xiaowei thought to himself, I have lost such a good opportunity, what other opportunities are there?Thinking this way in my heart, but on the surface, I am submissive, expressing my obedience to the organization's arrangement.

After leaving the Municipal Party Committee building, Fang Xiaowei looked at the sky, not the sky, and the earth, not the earth.He was so depressed that he really wanted to yell: "Fuck!" But he couldn't yell out, besides, who the fuck is he going to fuck?No mother can fuck. As soon as he got off the high steps, the driver, Lao Zhao, stopped the car in front of him.When I got in the car, my heart suddenly filled with infinite emotion.In a few days, he might not be eligible to enjoy such treatment. The driver Lao Zhao and this Audi car will serve that bastard named Tian Zhenjun. "Fuck Tian Zhenjun!" He finally found the feeling.He just wanted to scold someone, but he didn't know who to scold.Only now did he realize that the object of his scolding was Tian Zhenjun.This bastard!The pig!The beast!It's donkey day!Fucked by this bitch!This stepmother raised it!You don't want to be your secretary in the company, what are you doing here?Do you know what to do?Can you control a radio station full of intellectuals? The more he thought about it, the angrier Fang Xiaowei became. "I can't let him pick peaches and eat them in peace," he thought. "Unite all forces that can be united and isolate him," he thought. "Eventually get him out of our station with his tail between his legs," he thought. As he thought so, the car arrived at the downstairs of the People's Broadcasting Station.