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

Beijing, an office

Wearing glasses, Mr. Qi carefully examined the physical copy of the Handong Development Report, nodding occasionally, clearly very satisfied.

After a while, a middle-aged man knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Director, General Manager Zhao is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, an elderly man in his sixties with a square face and black-rimmed glasses walked in. He walked with a brisk and energetic gait.

"General Manager Zhao is here."

"Mr. Qi, please have a seat."

Mr. Zhao pulled up a chair and sat down across the table.

After the secretary served the tea, he smiled and said, "Old Qi, this young comrade Chu Shijun's report is quite good. No wonder Comrade Zhiguo praised him for how well he wrote it."

"Yes, it's very well written. For such a young age, he hasn't disappointed his grandfather," the old man smiled. "You must be very busy lately. Why did you suddenly come to see me? Is there something you need?"

"I can't hide it from you."

General Manager Zhao nodded, looking at the old man's ambiguous smile, and said frankly, "The comrades from the Development and Reform Commission have also read this report and found some of the viewpoints to be very novel. Comrade Shijun humbly wrote that it was an insignificant opinion put forward by a student, but they felt that they were inspired by it. It just so happens that the team needs fresh blood and the collision of fresh ideas, so they came to me and asked for your opinion."

"Heh, these guys don't come to you themselves, but instead come here."

The old man shook his head. He was happy that Chu Shijun had gained the approval of those people, but it was not a good thing for him to come here at such a young age.

"Shijun is young, so it's normal for him to have some new ideas. I think he'll be happy to have them recognized. But let's not talk about it here yet. Young people should go out and see the real world first, and get some practical experience in local areas. Then we can consider coming here to handle issues from a macro perspective. I think that's more appropriate. What do you think, Mr. Zhao?"

Go to the destination first, then come here; this is to help!

Considering the large family of Chu Shijun's future partner, and the relationship between his parents and the man before him, General Manager Zhao didn't hesitate and nodded directly, saying, "I think this is perfectly acceptable. Some comrades are also eager to snag this precious gem, afraid it might slip away."

"Some of the ideas proposed by Shijun are indeed not suitable for immediate implementation, since they are aimed at the development of Handong over the next ten years. I'm sure you have a good idea of ​​his work arrangements here. Let him, as the proposer, personally test them in his work and set an example. Let's see the results."

……

Linjiang Province, Provincial Government Building, Governor's Office.

The current governor of Linjiang Province is Pei Yihong, a dignified middle-aged man who exudes an aura of authority simply by sitting there.

He currently has the title of acting governor, which will be removed after the National People's Congress holds its election this year.

At this moment, Pei Yihong was holding a book in his hand, silently flipping through it.

This was delivered early this morning by the secretary. They said it was sent by a car dispatched by the leaders of the neighboring Handong Province in the early hours of the morning.

The book is titled "Looking Back on the First Ten Years and Looking Forward to the Next Ten Years: Practices and Reflections on the Development and Reform of Handong Province," and it is a development report on Handong written by Chu Shijun.

After flipping through the book, Pei Yihong nodded to himself, but when he closed it and saw the author's name, his face fell again.

This kid is so audacious, he snatched the cabbage but didn't even come to see this old farmer. Even his sister-in-law's family got to see him first.

The book he wrote is now being used by leaders of Handong Province to rub salt in his wounds. This man, who is barely considered his son-in-law, writes good things for other people.

"Heh, I'd like to see when you're going to come see me, kid."

……

After reviewing the development report of Handong Province, the provincial party secretary frowned, picked up the phone, and called the strongest university in the province.

"Have you seen the development report of the neighboring Handong Province? Although our province's development is not as good as Handong's, it still has its merits. Why can't the students in our province's universities write about them?"

In a certain province, after reviewing the report, the provincial party secretary immediately called the director of the education department, saying, "You have neglected your duties..."

……

The phone in the president's office and Jiang Tiankuo's office at Handong University had been ringing non-stop since morning.

Similarly, the smile on his face never stopped; it was almost frozen from smiling.

Among these phone calls, the calls from his former boss represented progress, while the calls from his classmates and colleagues expressed envy, which made him feel refreshed.

When the phone finally stopped ringing, Jiang Tiankuo picked up his water glass, took a few sips, and rubbed his stiff face.

He raised his hand to call his secretary in and have him summon Chu Shijun, but as soon as he put his hand down, he changed his mind.

Soon, the secretary came in.

"Xiao Hu, please inform everyone that there is a meeting at 2 PM this afternoon, a meeting of the school's Party Committee. The agenda is about the selection of outstanding Party members to be nominated to the province this year, as well as the work adjustments of some comrades."

"Yes, Principal. Is there anything else?" The secretary nodded and made a note.

"That's all. Make sure this matter is communicated to everyone. Put other work aside for now." Jiang Tiankuo waved his hand.

The school reported the deadline to higher authorities at the end of March, but it wouldn't hurt to finalize it a little earlier.

"Shijun's is fine, but as for Director Yuliang's, it's up to you."

Jiang Tiankuo squinted and muttered to himself.

Gao Yuliang will definitely understand what he hinted at to Chu Shijun before; the outcome will depend on how much effort he puts in.

Whether it succeeds or not, he will promote Gao Yuliang, the deputy director, to the position of director.

Time flew by and it was already 2 PM when the Party Committee of Han University began its work.

After Jiang Tiankuo proposed the candidates, Chu Shijun's nomination was approved unanimously. On Gao Yuliang's side, two people abstained, but the others all raised their hands, and the matter was settled just like that.

Seeing this result, Jiang Tiankuo couldn't help but feel impressed that Gao Yuliang still had influence, managing to persuade some old stubborns to acquiesce without objection.

But that's fine too. Even if it's his own doing, he'll still have to remember my kindness if it works out.

Soon, the results of the meeting were officially communicated from the university level, and all departments and front-line faculty and staff knew the news.

When the news reached Gao Yuliang's ears, the huge weight on his heart was lifted, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

After class, he went to the classroom and called Chu Shijun over.

"Shijun, congratulations! The school just held a meeting, and your name has been confirmed."

Seeing the smile on his face, Chu Shijun's mind raced, and he cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Teacher Gao."

"Haha, the teacher is really fortunate to have you."

Gao Yuliang laughed heartily, "But I'll have to repay these favors in the future."

This is how relationships between people progress: you help me, I help you, there's give and take.

"You've sent out your report. Now, take some time to reflect and study hard. The commendation ceremony is expected to be held around July. Be careful during this period," Gao Yuliang instructed.

"Don't worry, teacher, I know what to do."

Chu Shijun nodded and smiled.

This is a good thing, and a big thing. He really needs to be careful during this period, as there will inevitably be some jealous people.

When it comes to matters of progress, one must learn to control one's words and actions.

In officialdom, if you hear your boss say you'll be promoted and then throw a celebration party that night, you'll only be seen as unstable and needing time to mature. In the end, someone else will be promoted. Countless people have stumbled because of this. The same applies to other things in the workplace.

As long as he doesn't cause any problems here, what's his will will come, and he might even be fed to others.

He was a well-known figure in Handong.

……

In the following days, the report was published in newspapers, periodicals, and books, and gradually spread throughout Handong Province, also having a certain impact nationwide.

When many people saw that the author was the same student who wrote about the rise of a great power, they couldn't help but feel moved.

However, this move also made many college students grit their teeth and remember the name Chu Shijun, especially those majoring in literature and political science and law.

The leaders talk about the principal, the principal talks about the dean, the dean talks about the teachers, and the teachers complain about the students.

Comparisons are odious; this is exactly what students from other schools are talking about.