Chapter 1868 The difference is clear
Rise to the top - Chapter 1868 Clearly divided
Among them, Fang Weicheng, deputy secretary of the Dongming Municipal Party Committee, is the oldest, at the age of 45, so he naturally became the leader of the group of fans. Fang Weicheng's belly is a bit big, but he can basically stick to the runway twice every day. The word "rubbing" is mainly used to describe Fang Weicheng because his movements are too slow. He looks like a giant q goose, rolling back and forth on the plastic track. Dongming City and Zhouning are two prefecture-level cities connected to it, and it happens to be the only way from Zhouning to Yizhou. Because within the economic radiation circle of Yizhou, the economic situation of Dongming City is much better than Zhouning.
Fan Dewei, the mayor of Anjing County, Anjiang City, is two or three years younger than Fang Weicheng. He looks very capable and speaks and works very low-key. However, it is not very consistent with the situation where Fan Dewei wants to keep a deliberate low-key. Fan Dewei is quite close to Tang Zhenyu, the mayor of Nancheng District, Nanqing City. Judging from Dou Yifan's visual observation, Tang Zhenyu, who is about ten years younger than Fan Dewei, reacted a little coldly to this, as if he tried to keep a certain distance from Fan Dewei.
Guan Ruqing, deputy district mayor of Liutan District, a subordinate of Liushui City, is a generous woman. She looks average, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, speaks and sings with a good voice, and every move is heroic, and her whole body exudes a clean and cheerful atmosphere. A woman who became the deputy district mayor of Liutan District, the economic zone of Liushui City at the age of 35 is somewhat afraid to underestimate her.
As one of the few women in the study class, Zhang Suli from the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee is also very eye-catching. When Zhang Suli and Guan Ruqing were walking together, Dou Yifan couldn't help but make a big reversal of their personalities. Guan Ruqing was cheerful and full of strong female image; Zhang Suli was delicate, and always looked like a soft and weak Daiyu in every move. During the morning run that lasted for more than a week, Guan Ruqing was one of the two women who persisted until the end, and the other was the slender and gentle Zhang Suli. This made Dou Yifan feel that he had to look at Zhang Suli with admiration.
However, among these like-minded friends, the most influential thing about Dou Yifan was Tang Zhenyu, who often sat opposite him. Tang Zhenyu was very gentle, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and he spoke with a gentle and gentle look like a scholar who specialized in academic research. His clothes always kept straight lines, especially his trousers, and his two trousers were always straightened meticulously. This made Dou Yifan, who didn't pay much attention to his image, particularly depressed. He also went to the Party School on Friday.
He stayed in the guesthouse, but his trouser legs were capable of maintaining strict lines, which made Dou Yifan feel curious while envious. He even secretly observed whether the young man who lived next door to him was a villain and brought his wife to serve his daily life. Of course, although this malicious guess had a certain material basis, after all, everyone lived in a single family and lived in a room alone. He had such conditions, but it was soon automatically eliminated by Tang Zhenyu's open and honest behavior.
In less than a week, the thirty students were divided into several obvious factions. The first to distinguish were students from provincial government agencies and those from cities, counties and districts below. Most of the students from provincial government agencies were from Yizhou and often drove home at night. They naturally became lazy when they were in the morning exercises the next day. Although there were clear regulations on the Party School study class, in view of the actual situation, many regulations and systems were used as decorations. Even Yan Bosong, who was a scholarly enthusiast, turned a blind eye to this situation, and tried to manage the first and second leaders in various bureaus as much as possible. Otherwise, perhaps less than one-fifth of the remaining students in the thirty class would be able to persevere.
The people who are in Yizhou sneak away, and the students from the cities, counties and districts below are also clearly distinguished. Generally speaking, the top leaders at the prefecture-level city level will gather together, including lunch or going out for dinner. Dou Yifan also expressed his understanding of this point. After all, the top leaders bear different responsibilities, and they are exposed to more personnel and affairs, and the decisions they need to make are also relatively important.
Excluding provincial government agencies and subtracting the first leaders of prefecture-level cities, the remaining ones are new powerful people like Dou Yifan and Tang Zhenyu, the first and second leaders of counties and districts. These are fixed groups of fellow party schools canteens, and they are also relatively fixed personnel who have their own schools.
Life is moving forward so unevenly. Dou Yifan followed the army to and from get out of class during the day, occasionally doing homework, and at night he lived in his room and called Li Muyun. However, more often, he could receive calls from Hairao on time as soon as he returned to the room after dinner. Most of the time he reported to him about work was Liu Xinran, and occasionally there were reports from Liu Shuming, Shi Shuicheng and others.
Time flowed so quietly, Dou Yifan found that his work and rest time was regular and his skin was much better. He could not help but be stunned by himself when he looked in the mirror one day. Just when Dou Yifan was worried that he would live like this leisurely and idle again, one day he might be fainted by himself in the mirror, Tang Zhenyu, who lives next door, came over and knocked on his door.
Tang Zhenyu's appearance surprised Dou Yifan somewhat. After all, their friendship was limited to the degree of eating, drinking, tea, chatting and chatting in the restaurant downstairs. After the two of them sat down and chatted, Tang Zhenyu explained his purpose.
"Do you know Tang Xingyu? He is yours..." Dou Yifan couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he heard the name Tang Zhenyu mentioned. He looked at the gentle man sitting in front of him, and he could not connect the relationship between Tang Zhenyu and Tang Xingyu.
Chapter completed!