Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

The next day, Tian Fengyi, carrying the newly printed book and his application, arrived at the provincial government at the appointed time.

Yang Xiaofeng had been very busy these past few days, with many appointments. Appointments to departments like the Department of Culture and Tourism are usually postponed.

However, his secretary was quick-witted. When he heard that Tian Fengyi had come with a book he had written for Chu Shijun, he did not make any arrangements on his own, but instead reported it to Yang Xiaofeng.

As expected, Tian Fengyi cut in line and became the first in line, with several vice governors behind him.

"Governor Yang, hello."

Tian Fengyi entered the office and said respectfully.

"Comrade Fengyi is here! Hello, please have a seat."

After the two sat down, the secretary served tea.

"Comrade Fengyi, is the book you're holding the one you wrote for Secretary Chu?"

Yang Xiaofeng asked with a smile.

"Yes, Governor Yang, we are still a bit unsure about the specific arrangements. We would like to ask you for your guidance."

Tian Fengyi stood up, took the book out of his briefcase, and handed it to him with both hands.

"How did the book I wrote for Secretary Chu end up here?"

Yang Xiaofeng shook his head, took the book, and began to read it seriously.

"Governor Yang, I am the Director of the Department of Culture and Tourism and the Chairman of the Writers Association. In principle, I am directly under the leadership of the government and the Publicity Department. Of course, I would like to ask you and Minister Jiang to take a look. Moreover, you have a far-sighted vision and a broad perspective. If there is anything lacking in our writing, you can tell us so that we can have a better understanding."

Tian Fengyi said quickly.

"hehe,"

Yang Xiaofeng chuckled softly, saying nothing, but he was clearly very satisfied.

After glancing at it briefly, he asked, "I remember you started preparing this book last year, and you contacted Secretary Chu twice."

"Yes, at the time, Secretary Chu was focused on his work and even criticized me, saying not to write it. But I, Lao Tian, ​​thought that I should let the provincial cadres learn from it, so I took it upon myself to do it. In addition, I contacted the writers' associations of other provinces. After a busy year, the book was finally published."

"Yes, that's a good starting point. Secretary Chu has worked for many years, and his work experience and methods are worth learning from."

Yang Xiaofeng glanced through the book, then closed it.

"I won't look at the specific details. I'm sure you've all checked them carefully. Go and report to Secretary Chu."

That won't do. Otherwise, all my looking for you would have been for nothing.

Tian Fengyi nodded, but then pulled several photos out of his briefcase.

"Governor Yang, there's something I'd like you to review. We've been discussing the book cover for a long time before we finally settled on it, but we're still a bit unsure. Could you please take a look?"

He handed over the photo in his hand.

These are all pictures of Chu Shijun from over the years, including old photos from high school, university, and work.

Yang Xiaofeng glanced at the book, then looked at its title, thought for a moment, and asked, "Have you made an appointment with Comrade Yuzhen?"

"I've made an appointment, I'll be there in a bit."

"Okay then."

Yang Xiaofeng pulled out a photo. "This one, ask Comrade Yuzhen for her opinion."

Tian Fengyi leaned over for a look and quickly praised, "Governor, the photo you chose is excellent! Our understanding was inadequate. This photo truly reflects Secretary Chu's genuine feelings of being one with the people, and it perfectly fits the theme."

This photo was taken when Chu Shijun was in Huayang District, working in the fields with the local people. In the photo, Chu Shijun has his sleeves rolled up, holding a hoe, covered in mud, and sweating, but he is smiling. The farmers next to him are the same, laughing and chatting happily.

"Alright, stop trying to frame me. Go find Comrade Yuzhen."

Yang Xiaofeng glanced at him and waved.

He could easily guess the other party's true intentions, but the way they did it was indeed impeccable, and they spoke so well—what a shrewd person!

However, it's not possible to promote someone to a position that the other party desires. Chu Shijun had previously spoken with him about Tian Fengyi.

Nothing major will happen, but minor things are unpredictable. With ups and downs, disciplinary mistakes are inevitable, so I need to keep a close eye on him and keep an eye on him.

……

in the afternoon.

Provincial Party Committee.

Chu Shijun had just finished a video conference with relevant officials from Qin and Yu provinces on new energy projects when his secretary, Zheng Yu, came in to report: "Secretary, as scheduled, Director Tian Fengyi of the Provincial Department of Culture and Tourism and Chairman of the Writers Association has arrived. He brought a book he wrote for you, as well as a joint publication plan from writers associations in multiple provinces. He said he came specifically to report to you."

"Let him in."

Chu Shijun nodded.

Zheng Yu then went out and brought Tian Fengyi in.

"Comrade Feng Yi has arrived."

"Hello, Secretary Chu."

Compared to his previous meeting with Chu Shijun, Tian Fengyi appeared even more reserved.

Things are different now. He used to dare to show his displeasure to his old boss Yu Huabei, and he wouldn't be so afraid even when he saw Yang Xiaofeng. But now, he can't do that when facing Chu Shijun.

As soon as he came in, his bag was searched three times and he was scanned twice.

If he hadn't brought the book with him, he estimated that he would have had to wait one or two weeks to make this appointment, and it might even have been rejected with a simple "find the department directly."

"Please sit down, Comrade Feng Yi."

Chu Shijun did not leave his desk, but asked Tian Fengyi to sit down opposite him.

Then, Zheng Yu served tea.

"Director Tian, ​​please have some tea."

"Oh, thank you, Director Zheng. You've worked hard."

Tian Fengyi, who had just sat down, sat up again, took the tea with both hands, and thanked him repeatedly.

"You're too kind."

Zheng Yu smiled slightly, turned around and left the office.

……

"Secretary Chu, I apologize for disturbing your work. I remember when you were governor, I visited you twice to suggest writing a book about you. I was grateful for your understanding and tacit approval to let me take the lead in the preparation. Now, the book has been officially completed, and I have brought a sample copy to report to you today, and also to explain the relevant matters regarding its distribution."

Tian Fengyi took the book out of his briefcase, stood up, and handed it to him with both hands.

Chu Shijun took the book, gestured for him to sit down, his gaze fixed on the book, and said in a humble tone, "Comrade Fengyi, you've worked hard. You've put in a lot of effort these past six months."

"It's not hard work, it's not hard work. This is my duty and also the responsibility of our Writers' Association."

Tian Fengyi grinned shamelessly.

"Please take a look. It strictly follows the ideas you tacitly agreed to at the time, without highlighting personal interests or making any embellishments. It is based on facts throughout, and at the same time, it combines your academic career from Qin Province to Handong, your work experience from Huayang to Handong, and connects the development and changes in Handong."

"At the same time, this book is a joint publication of the writers' associations of several provinces, including Handong, Qin, and Haijiang. It not only records the development of Handong, but also demonstrates the original aspiration of the three provinces to work together to promote development, and allows more cadres to feel the power of hard work."

"The book also includes your early experiences, from your primary and high school education in Qin Province, to your advanced studies at Handong University, and then to your grassroots work in Huayang Town. That experience of transforming Huayang Town into one of the top 100 districts in the country is the starting point of your pragmatic spirit. We feel it is very necessary to record it to set an example for grassroots cadres."

Chu Shijun picked up the sample book, gently opened it. The cover was simple and elegant, with no personal name, only the book title and the co-publishing unit.

The picture on the book cover touched him slightly.

He then slowly turned the pages, his expression calm, occasionally nodding slightly. The book did not deliberately exaggerate his personal achievements, but rather focused on the details of his work and decision-making during his tenure.