“Mayor Jiang, there is news from the Municipal Party Committee that we can go together. The car is ready.”

As soon as he arrived at his office, Wei Lai raised his head from a pile of documents and spoke.

The secretariat was located next door, and there were always many documents in it. However, Wei Lai, the confidential secretary, was different. His office was located next to Jiang Xiaochuan’s, very close to it.

Jiang Xiaochuan already knew today’s itinerary, so he went to Wei Lai’s desk, picked up the form, and looked at it. The list of people to go to the municipal government had been finalized. He glanced at Wu Ju’s name and curled his lips for some reason.

There were no such thing as pure condolences in politics.

Army Day was also the best time for those in the government to legitimately “exchange feelings” with senior cadres in the military region. Jiang Xiaochuan and Yue Qingci, for example, could communicate with each other on such an occasion without criticism.

‘I wonder if there is anyone in the military connected to Wu Ju?’

He knew that Yue family had a very good relationship with party committees and organizations such as the Municipal and Provincial Committees. As for Wu Ju, everything about him was not very clear yet.

But Jiang Xiaochuan’s main purpose today was not this, but—Li Dakai, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee.

Wu Ju was also the executive deputy mayor and a member of the Standing Committee. No one could tell what kind of relationship he had with Li Dakai. There had been no news before, so when he went with his colleagues from the municipal committee today, his main aim was to find out what about them.

The acting mayor was appointed by the Standing Committee and then handed over to the Standing Committee of the National People’s Congress for review and voting. The highlight was up front. The voting by the Standing Committee of the National People’s Congress was just a procedural task and had a “rubber stamp” feel.

On the surface, China’s constitution stated that the power of the National People’s Congress was the core, but the specific implementation rules placed the party organization above the National People’s Congress. As long as the acting mayor was confirmed by the party organization, the National People’s Congress basically had only one job left – to vote and seal the appointment.

Therefore, if he wanted to compete for the position of acting mayor, the most important thing was to work for the Municipal Party Committee. Although the director of the National People’s Congress needed attention, it did not require too much energy.

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Jiang Xiaochuan got into his official car, which had long been replaced by an Audi. This was a car that all leaders liked. It was distinguished by its dark color. Most leaders loved this car. It had become a symbol of leadership, reserved and atmospheric.

After getting out of the car, the military area had colorful flags fluttering, and the raised security grid reminded Jiang Xiaochuan of a prison for some reason.

He shook his head, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Wu Ju slowly getting out of another car, so Jiang Xiaochuan greeted him friendly: “Mayor Wu.”

“Mayor Jiang.” Wu Ju also looked very friendly and seemed to be a relatively smooth person.

The two executive vice-mayors were naturally at the forefront.

But Jiang Xiaochuan didn’t expect that the person sent by the military region to receive him would be Yue Fan.

He almost forgot about this person. When he thought about it, he remembered, wasn’t this person Yue Qingci’s mortal enemy?

He hadn’t heard this name much recently, so he almost forgot about it.

However, Yue Fan obviously remembered Jiang Xiaochuan and immediately shouted: “Mayor Jiang, Mayor Wu, please come with me.”

Wu Ju frowned quietly.

However, Jiang Xiaochuan’s performance was still perfect. He just said the usual formula: “Sir, please show me the way.”

Sir – not “Colonel Yue”.

Now Yue Qingci and Yue Fan both had the rank of colonel. He wondered if Yue Fan feel a little complicated?

Jiang Xiaochuan thought carefully about Yue Fan’s current mood, but the more he thought about it, the funnier he felt.

“Click…”

“Click, click…”

The sound kept coming from photographers from TV stations and major newspapers and magazines taking pictures. When Jiang Xiaochuan and Wu Ju reached out to shake hands with the leaders in the military region, the shutter clicked. The sound was particularly exaggerated.

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After sitting down, Jiang Xiaochuan saw Li Dakai, the last person to appear, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee.

Li Dakai still looked tough. It turned out that he was smarter than Fu Peng. Now he was quite photogenic when he stood in a suit with broad shoulders.

After all, he was one of the top four giants in the four major teams in Chengzhou City. When he arrived, the shutter sound was no longer heard.

They watched the performance at the large playground of the military area, and their mission today was to keep watching here.

Li Dakai shook hands with a division-level leader, and then leaders from the province came over. They showed off their faces to Jiang Xiaochuan and the others, took a group photo of the August 1st celebration, and finally sat down to watch the performance.

Although there was still a lot of chatter going on, Li Dakai had already taken a seat at the table next to Jiang Xiaochuan.

As Li Dakai sat down, he glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan and then at Wu Ju, with unclear meaning. On the contrary, Qu Zhendong, who was sitting in the front seat, gave him a smile as he passed by Jiang Xiaochuan’s seat.

Zheng Liangyou walked in front of Qu Zhendong and didn’t look at them.

Jiang Xiaochuan’s phone vibrated, and he turned his palm under the table to check it. He turned on the phone and saw that it was Yue Qingci: “Pay attention to see if Yue Fan left the table with that Wu Ju.”

Yue Qingci again?

Could it be that Wu Ju also has contact with the military region?

If he followed Yue Qingci’s words, Wu Ju was probably on Yue Fan’s side in the military region, but Jiang Xiaochuan indirectly supported Yue Qingci. If this was the case… then he and Wu Ju were almost forced to confront each other!

He was still pondering this powerful relationship when the phone screen lit up again. It was a call from Jiang Xiaochuan’s old acquaintance, Xue Yan.

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced in front of him. It seemed that the performance was about to begin. He hung up the phone with a flick of his finger, but Xue Yan kept calling. Just when he felt strange, he tapped the call directly. However, at that moment, a government worker approached Jiang Xiaochuan on the sidelines, whispering something to him.

Jiang Xiaochuan flicked his finger and clicked on the screen of his mobile phone. He accidentally turned on the speakerphone, and the last few blurred sounds of Xue Yan’s words came through: “… still in the hospital for rescue…”