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

Inside the elevator at this moment.

Through the reflection in the glass, Chu Shijun saw the strange expression on Li Jiageng's face after he finished speaking. He turned slightly, looked him over carefully, and asked, "Comrade Jiageng, what's on your mind judging from that expression?"

"Ah, oh, Secretary Chu, I'm feeling a bit sentimental,"

Li Jiageng snapped out of his reverie, his wandering thoughts returning to the present moment.

"bite"

The elevator doors opened.

Ye Wentao stepped forward and reached out to protect them, and then followed after Chu Shijun and Li Jiageng walked out one after the other.

"What are you feeling sentimental about? Would it be convenient for me to ask around?"

As Chu Shijun walked, he asked questions and nodded frequently in response to the staff's greetings.

"I'm amazed by the changes in Xinjiang during your six months here."

Chu Shijun paused slightly, then quickly resumed his normal pace, waiting for what was to come.

Li Jiageng continued, "In the six months since you came here, unlike others who have rushed to launch large-scale projects, starting one project after another, with only the economy in their eyes, it seems that there is only one thing in your eyes: people's livelihood..."

Once you get off the elevator, it's not far to the office; you can walk there in about twenty seconds.

But in those brief twenty seconds, Ye Wentao once again clearly realized the gap between himself and the secretary-general.

If he were to say these words, he would admit that he would need to prepare, just like writing a manuscript, which requires polishing and focusing on the key points.

But Li Jiageng spoke eloquently, every word a gem, accurately grasping the starting point of Chu Shijun's work after his arrival, and, more importantly, he dared to speak.

Because he has been working in Xinjiang for many years. Xia Qiusheng before him was always bringing in big projects and engineering projects. In the end, he even brought in an artificial intelligence project. And then, nothing happened. A lot of money was spent, but no benefits were seen at all.

Upon reaching the office door, Chu Shijun stopped, turned around, and said earnestly, "People's livelihood—isn't this the basic work we should be doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wentao opened the door, turned around and went inside, waving his hand without looking back and saying, "Go back and implement the spirit of the meeting as soon as possible. I want to see results tonight."

Yes!

This is indeed the most basic work.

But many people still can't do it.

They wore robes adorned with beastly garments and crowns with peacock feathers.

Suddenly, I forgot what I did for a living.

Li Jiageng stood there stunned for a few seconds, then silently turned around and left to arrange his work.

……

Before long, the spirit of the provincial party committee meeting was quickly transmitted at each level, and the work arrangements were made item by item.

Local cities, districts, counties, and universities across the province quickly received the notification.

As expected, the reaction was significant.

Especially those who had previously made connections and introductions, as Chu Shijun said, the news spread as soon as the meeting ended, and these people immediately became nervous.

I just wanted to give my child an easier job, so why did I get flagged by the organization department?

When they called the university to ask acquaintances to persuade their child to withdraw, they were told that the employment destination had already been decided, and according to the instructions of the provincial party committee, the education department, and the university committee, it could not be changed unless there were major reasons on the student's part. If they had any objections, they could contact the Provincial Education Department's Office for Supporting College Graduates in Western China.

Upon closer inspection, the desirable positions in the county office, urban street office, and other similar fields that I had envisioned were all gone, replaced by positions filled with people from neighboring mountainous areas, such as A-Gui, A-Shu, and others.

Even so, the remarks still indicate it's an internship, lasting three to six months.

Immediately, someone couldn't contain themselves any longer and boldly called their former leader, Li Jiageng.

"Yes, yes, that's right."

In the office, Li Jiageng held his phone and calmly replied.

"Old boss, this is only three to six months. You can't really learn anything from this kind of internship. My son said some people have terms of six months to a year. How come..."

"hehe,"

Li Jiageng smiled faintly and said meaningfully, "Old Liu, you're someone I mentored, so I won't hide anything from you. All the programs that are scheduled for three to six months are thanks to the efforts of good parents like you."

"Ah, old boss, I'm a bit slow, could you give me some more instructions?" The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was startled, and couldn't help but think of the meeting news that had been leaked.

Sure enough, Li Jiageng's next words plunged him into an icy abyss.

"Secretary Chu made it clear at the provincial standing committee meeting this morning that anyone who tries to get favors, pass notes, or use connections will be subject to close supervision. After all, like father, like son. So, the three to six months period is to see if they can do the job and if they are willing to do it. If they are thinking of getting some experience, playing around for a few months to fill out a nice resume, then they should just leave early. But as long as they can do the job, the three to six months period is just a probationary period."

Li Jiageng switched the phone to his other hand, lit a cigarette, and continued, "To be honest, you're not the first one to call. I'll give you the same answer: don't try to take shortcuts anymore. If you keep making these calls, it won't be the Organization Department's mark anymore. Some departments under Comrade Tonggu are probably looking for something to do."

Bad thing!

Old Liu swallowed hard on the other end of the phone. He couldn't let his child's future ruin his own life.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Li Jiageng comforted him, "Alright, Lao Liu, don't be too nervous. He's a deputy mayor now. I know your son; he's an excellent student. Since he decided to respond to the policy and go to the grassroots level, let him do his job well, settle down, and hone his skills. If he does a good job, it will be good for his future, and it will also be good for you as his father."

Old Liu, understanding the implication, tentatively asked, "Old leader, could you perhaps offer some further guidance?"

"You insist on making me speak frankly and openly,"

Li Jiageng shook his head, took a drag of his cigarette, and then advised, "If Secretary Chu hadn't agreed, he would have cut everything off. But since he agreed and was willing to give you this opportunity, you should seize it. Think about it another way: including your child, anyone with a three-to-six-month internship will inevitably have one or two others with six-to-twelve-month internships. Since you can put in a good word for us, why can't you use that same energy on ordinary people?"

"As long as it doesn't violate regulations or discipline, I don't think anyone will criticize us for speaking up for the people and getting them benefits. After all, we strongly encourage graduates to go down to the grassroots level because we want to use their new minds and new ideas to create a collision with underdeveloped areas, boost local development, and improve the living standards of the people."

"Old boss, I understand. Thank you for your guidance."

Old Liu sounded much more relaxed on the phone.

"Hehe, are you relieved now? Focus your energy on your work from now on. As for the children, just give them guidance and pointers. Ultimately, they will have to walk their own path. Remember, there are things you should do and things you shouldn't do. There's a limit to everything. That's all."

After hanging up the phone, Li Jiageng shook his head and smiled.

Sure enough, when it comes to matters concerning one's own child, no one is not anxious, not even this usually calm and collected old subordinate.