Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 302 Security Department Personnel Meeting

"Come in."

As He Yuanchao finished speaking, the office door was pushed open from the outside with a creaky sound.

Secretary Feng, who opened the door, did not enter the room. He stood at the door and smiled and reminded He Yuanchao behind his desk: "Director, it's time for the meeting."

"Got it, I'll leave now."

After responding, He Yuanchao locked the drawer, picked up the notebook on the desk, and then stood up and walked towards the door.

The steel rolling mill auditorium is located behind the right side of the office building, about seventy or eighty meters away, which is not very far.

Secretary Feng followed He Yuanchao, and soon they arrived at the door of the auditorium.

After entering the auditorium and walking to the Security Department's meeting room, He Yuanchao opened the door and walked into the room. The originally noisy meeting room suddenly became quiet.

Although He Yuanchao was the deputy director, he was the deputy director in charge of the daily work of the Security Department.

Everyone present understands that the county magistrate is not as good as the current manager. No one wants to be the first to stand out and get into trouble under the spotlight, causing jealousy from their immediate superior.

Ignoring the thoughts of everyone in the room, He Yuanchao nodded to several former security officers and Li Jiefang who were standing together, then walked straight to the first chair on the left side of the rectangular conference table and sat down.

Secretary Feng, who had been following He Yuanchao, saw this and knew that this meeting was very important to the deputy director. He was tactful enough not to disturb him and walked towards his familiar colleague with a smile.

Li Jiefang didn't have such foresight. Seeing that there was no one around He Yuanchao, he grinned and walked quickly towards him.

Several cadres from the Security Department originally wanted to come over and say a few words to He Yuanchao, but when they saw that Li Jiefang had beaten them to it, they stopped and some of them were so angry that they cursed him as a "sycophant" in their hearts.

"Director."

"Ah."

Hearing Li Jiefang's movement, He Yuanchao first responded, then turned his head and looked at him and said, "What's the matter?"

"No...it's okay, I just...I just wanted to come over and talk to you."

Looking at Li Jiefang, who was wearing a brand new security uniform, with a red face and a slight stutter when speaking, He Yuanchao knew his mood at the moment, and a smile could not help but appear on his serious face.

"If you have something to say, please speak up. If you're here just to be idle, get out of here."

Li Jiefang was also a scoundrel. After being scolded by He Yuanchao, the nervous look on his face disappeared instantly, and his words became much more fluent.

"Look at what you said, Director. It's okay. I can't report my thoughts to you."

As he spoke, Li Jiefang took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to He Yuanchao.

Looking at the time, He Yuanchao blocked the cigarette that Li Jiefang handed over and said, "No more smoking. It's already 9:05. I guess Director Mo will be here soon."

"Come if you want. Smoking a cigarette won't interfere with the meeting."

Putting the cigarette into He Yuanchao's hand, Li Jiefang said nonchalantly, "Look, the whole room is filled with smoke. We can still have one."

As he spoke, Li Jiefang swiftly put the cigarette back into his pocket and took out a match.

Just as the two men put their cigarettes in their mouths and were about to light them, hurried footsteps were heard at the door of the meeting room.

Hearing the noise, everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and looked towards the door. As the door of the conference room opened, everyone in the room, whether they were chatting or smoking, quickly walked to their seats and stood.

He Yuanchao was no exception. He put down the cigarette in his hand and stood up with a smile along with the people sitting in the conference room.

No matter whether there are any dirty deeds between you and your leader in private, you must give the respect that should be given in public. He Yuanchao's father-in-law Zhang Lide has said this many times in front of him.

Seeing this, Mo Dacheng, who was standing at the door of the conference room, couldn't help but smile a little more.

"I'm sorry, comrades. I was delayed by a phone call just now. I kept you waiting for a long time."

As Mo Dacheng walked into the house with Luan Hongsheng, who was holding a water cup and a briefcase, he said to everyone in the room with a smile.

Everyone looked at Mo Dacheng with smiles on their faces, but they were a little confused in their hearts. No matter if it was false politeness or true sincerity, it was difficult to accept the leader's apology.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to become dull, He Yuanchao was just about to say something to smooth it over when someone in the room started clapping first. Everyone in the meeting room reacted and followed suit.

Mo Dacheng walked to the lone chair at the head of the rectangular conference table, waved his hand with a smile, and spoke only after everyone stopped clapping:

"We are all comrades in the same trench from now on, so please feel free to sit down!"

After saying that, Mo Dacheng pulled the chair next to him and sat down first.

When everyone in the conference room saw their leader's example, they followed suit and sat down on the chairs beside them, with their backs straight. At first glance, it really looked like a military operation meeting.

Mo Dacheng's eyes swept across the faces of the cadres at the conference table one by one, and he spoke only after everyone was seated.

"As the director of the Security Department, I was late for the first meeting. To be honest, I feel a little ashamed of the warm applause from my comrades! I would like to apologize to my comrades here."

When faced with the new leader's opening remarks, no one would be stupid enough to agree with him if they didn't get the pulse right. Everyone would quietly wait to hear what he said next.

Having been a cadre for many years, Mo Dacheng also understood the ins and outs of this very well. He smiled apologetically at everyone at the conference table and continued:

"Whether there is a reason or not, it is a fact that I was late. I will go to Secretary Liang to make an apology in person after the meeting. I also hope that my colleagues will learn from my mistakes and be strict with themselves in future work."

As soon as Mo Dacheng finished speaking, everyone in the conference room raised their hands and clapped enthusiastically again, just like the supporting actors in a crosstalk.

He really is worthy of being a leading cadre for many years. Look how well he said this.

In just two sentences, an image of self-discipline, courage to take responsibility for mistakes and impartiality is vividly presented to everyone.

He Yuanchao followed the crowd and applauded. At the same time, he had a deeper understanding of Mo Dacheng's experience in dealing with people.

After enjoying the applause for a while with a smile on his face, Mo Dacheng waved his hand to stop the applause and said, "It's getting late, let's get down to business first."

As he spoke, Mo Dacheng's expression became serious. "I declare that the first meeting of the Security Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill has officially begun."

clap clap clap...

After the applause died down, Mo Dacheng didn't do anything weird anymore. He said a few polite words and listened to the work reports of several section-level cadres. Then the meeting began to get down to business.

"Deputy Director He, you are responsible for the daily work of the Security Department. First, tell everyone about the personnel adjustment plan you have drafted. If the comrades have no other opinions, implement it as soon as possible after the meeting."

When they heard Mo Dacheng talk about discussing personnel adjustments, everyone in the conference room leaned forward and pricked up their ears.

(End of this chapter)