Rebirth of Minister Qi

Chapter 896 View of Power

Hua Zai answered with a smile.

"Who says I have to get into trouble before I can show my affection? It's only natural for me to be filial to my father."

Qi Tongwei curled his lips.

"I've known you for almost eighteen years. I know what you're farting just by sticking your butt out.

You must not let anyone hear what Grandpa Zhao said on the phone to Dad yesterday.

This is a serious state secret, no joke. If it gets leaked, the security agents will arrest you and I won't be able to do anything about it.

You must have something personal to say, so please speak up."

Hua Zi hugged Qi Tongwei's head from behind.

"Oh, Dad, I'm not a fool. I'm also a "four-have" youth who is learning new ideas, and I'm also the son of a discipline inspection commission cadre. I do have some sensitivity.

Even if they really find me, Grandpa Zhao likes me so much and writes to me every year. Once I take it out, I can scare those agents. "

Seeing that the boy was getting more and more outrageous, Qi Tongwei slapped him hard on the thigh.

"Don't ever say these things again. Even if Grandpa Zhao likes you, you can't be arrogant because of his favor."

“Yes, yes, I understand. I understand.

Pain Sina.

I have been so tight-lipped for all these years. I went to school with so many classmates in three cities, but I never even told them about your job.

Grandpa Zhao has a special status, how dare I talk nonsense about things involving him. "

This child did not grow up in Lincheng, and did not learn the local dialect of Lincheng at all. He learned the dialects of Dongou City and Jiangzhou City quite well, and he speaks those dialects subconsciously.

When Qi Tongwei heard the word "tongxina", he knew that the child had not stayed in Lincheng for too short a time, and he subconsciously spoke in the dialect of Dongou City.

"Son, can you speak Lincheng dialect?"

Qi Tongwei turned his head to look at his son's childish face and reached out to pinch his ear.

"Isn't Lincheng dialect Mandarin?"

Qi Tongwei pinched his son's ears hard.

"It hurts. I have no place to learn. I only go to my grandparents' house for one or two months every year, and there are not many friends there.

They are the two little guys from Uncle Wen and Uncle Wu’s families. They can’t speak Lincheng dialect either, but they speak standard Mandarin better than me.”

Upon hearing this, Qi Tongwei sighed secretly. His place of employment changed again and again, and his wife and son had to follow him everywhere. It was normal that they had no sense of belonging to their hometown.

Qi Tongwen and Qi Tongwu married Gao Xiaoqin and Gao Xiaofeng respectively. Their children looked very similar, but they did not live in Lincheng for a long time. Instead, they lived in Jingzhou, so naturally they could not speak any dialect.

Qi Tongwei didn't dwell on these topics and lay back on the recliner.

“Pinch this side, scratch this side of your neck, that’s right.

Is there any purpose for being so good today?"

Comrade Xiao Qi gave a thumbs up in front of Qi Tongwei.

"I said, father, your opinion is great, then you will definitely agree to it.

Give me two thousand dollars."

Qi Tongwei stood up immediately.

"Where have you been, kid? Why are you taking so much money?

You can't leave without making it clear.

When your mom comes back from school, you're done."

Comrade Xiao Qi suddenly stopped being lonely and walked to the side to get a document.

"What is this?"

This was the first time he saw such a document at home. Qi Tongwei took it and saw a detailed list on it.

"You also started a club? In school?"

Qi Tongwei looked through it. High school students are usually busy with their studies, and they should quit those clubs in their senior year. However, after looking at the details above, he realized that his son had really done a lot in recent years.

"Yes, I founded this Little Journalists Club, and most of the equipment was funded by other parents."

Speaking of this, Qi Tongwei suddenly remembered something.

"Isn't that me? Where's my SLR camera? I spent tens of thousands to buy it in Jiangzhou City. I can't find it anymore. I thought I lost it during the move."

Xiao Qi smiled awkwardly and acquiesced to this fact, saying that the equipment he funded was the most expensive, which was why he became the president.

"You are a traitor, forget about the camera, but why do you want the money now?

You are in your third year of high school, so you should quit the club, right?"

Qi Tongwei flipped through the form again.

"Looking at this report, you didn't embezzle anything."

"Well, I was planning to support a junior student who I had high hopes for to become the club president, so I made a big promise to donate a sum of money to the club to buy new clothes and other small equipment.

There is not enough in the public account, and we are still short of two thousand yuan."

The more Qi Tongwei listened, the more ridiculous it seemed. In the officialdom, it was a tradition for one to support his successor after retiring. He didn't expect that this practice also existed on campus.

Qi Tongwei pulled Xiao Qi to sit in front of him.

"Son, Dad can give you this money.

But there is one thing you must understand: your current campus clubs already have the basic prototype of power in the officialdom of human society.

You must have enjoyed some benefits from it, which is why you are willing to use your home camera to become the president.

The same goes for these two thousand dollars.

Once you leave the ivory tower of campus and if you intend to work within the system, you will see the operation of various powers more intuitively.

If you become the mayor or secretary of a town, you enjoy the benefits, and when you leave office, you will have similar ideas and want to replace someone you approve of.

It may be due to selfishness and personal gain, or it may be for the better development of the local area.

But no matter what, this is not a normal and healthy organizational ecology.

The first thing you need to consider is whether the successor will bring better development to the organization, and then the character and so on.

Some of the things said are too much and you may not understand them, but there is one thing you have to remember.

If you leave a unit, don't linger there or be greedy for power. Come happily and leave with ease.

As long as you do something practical in any day, that is enough. Don't think that the world cannot function without you.

Look at what Dad has been doing for the past twenty years. He left Dong'ou City for such a long time, and the only time he went back was because a respectable old man passed away.

After leaving Jiangzhou, I didn't go back.

Don't do anything disgusting and don't always give orders to your old unit.

The same logic applies to the small club in your school. You may feel embarrassed for the time being.

Maybe you feel that only the people you choose can better lead their development. "

After saying that, Qi Tongwei stood up, walked to the cupboard, moved the cupboard aside and found a safe. After entering the password, he took out five thousand yuan.

Throw it directly in front of his son.

“This lesson is called the concept of power, which many adults will never understand in their lifetime.

You are to deal with this five thousand yuan. It is up to you to decide how to resolve the issue of the Young Journalists Club.

I won’t tell my mother.”