Qi Tongwei: Sign-in relationship started during student days

Chapter 1059 The Year of the Jubilee Arrives

Next, Qi Tongwei immediately inspected a series of grassroots units, including forest fire prevention checkpoints, fire departments, street offices, and the district government service hall.

Many of these places are on the front lines, directly facing the public.

Every word and action of cadres and staff represents the image of the government, and there is no room for carelessness.

The last stop was a suburban police station, where the emergency phone rang incessantly in the duty room, and the police officers were busy handling requests for help from the public.

Qi Tongwei didn't disturb everyone's work; he just stood aside and quietly observed. Only after the police officer hung up the phone did he step forward to inquire about the number of calls received and the common types of police incidents.

Wherever he went, he didn't just make a cursory inspection. Instead, he went into the duty room and rest room, chatted with the frontline staff, and asked them about their meals, whether the Spring Festival work schedule was reasonable, and whether they had any difficulties at home.

Although it was a common, procedural conversation, he didn't see it that way.

He felt that this was a dialogue representing the grassroots and the highest command level of a city.

He needs to hear the most authentic voices from the grassroots, and the grassroots also need care from the city, to know that the municipal party committee and government don't know about the high and mighty officials.

As night deepened, fireworks burst outside the car window, illuminating the city's night sky.

Qi Tongwei rubbed his throbbing temples and looked out the window at the myriad lights of the city.

A new year, a new journey.

At exactly 10 p.m., the car came to a steady stop at Building No. 2.

Qi Tongwei pushed open the car door, and a chilly air mixed with the sulfurous smell of fireworks rushed towards him.

The smog wasn't as severe as it would be in later years, and the municipal government would prepare fireworks every year to create a festive atmosphere.

He didn't linger. He told his secretary and driver to go back and rest, tightened the collar of his cashmere coat, and went home.

The light in the entryway was on, casting a warm yellow glow. Luo Qian, wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of freshly warmed milk and bird's nest soup.

"You're back?" Luo Qian took the coat he had taken off and hung it on the hanger. "It's freshly stewed, drink it while it's hot."

Qi Tongwei grunted in agreement, changed into slippers, and walked into the living room. He drank as he walked, and when he reached the sofa, he finished his drink in one gulp, put down the cup and saucer, slumped onto the sofa, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The light from the crystal chandelier shone on his face, revealing the weariness in his eyes.

Even though it was just talking, it wasn't an easy day at all.

Luo Qian walked behind Qi Tongwei and gently pressed his temples with her fingertips, the pressure just right to relieve the soreness.

"The municipal party committee set off fireworks early today. A few kids were watching from the windowsill for a long time, saying they wanted to wait for you to come back so they could watch together. But they couldn't wait and fell asleep first."

Qi Tongwei closed his eyes, a faint smile on his lips: "Tell them for me that after I'm done with these few days, I'll take them to set off fireworks for a whole day."

"Then you'd better keep your word. Don't forget when you're busy. Children aren't like adults; they don't remember things for a long time," Luo Qian said.

Qi Tongwei said with a smile, "I won't forget, it's because I had you, my head housekeeper, to remind me."

Luo Qian smiled too.

The pressure from her fingertips didn't stop, and her tone remained that of casual conversation between husband and wife, as she casually changed the subject.

"By the way, today at half an hour, Xiao Sun from the group reported to me that things have been a bit unsettled at the group lately."

Xiao Sun is a senior business talent that Qi Tongwei signed up for; he has outstanding management skills.

Qi Tongwei didn't lift his eyelids: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing major, it's just that someone from the Bandian Group is trying to poach engineers from our core technology department, and the offer is quite high."

There are also several newly granted patents, and people are secretly inquiring about them, saying they're willing to pay a high price for exclusive licensing.

Half Point Group is a technology-focused wholly-owned company spun off from Shengtian Group by Qi Tongwei and is owned by Liang Lu personally.

This company may not look big at the moment, but its actual value far exceeds that of Shengtian Group.

It mainly focuses on researching advanced technologies such as semiconductor materials.

Even Shengtian Group leases most of its technology from Bandian Group.

Qi Tongwei frowned, but didn't think too deeply about it, treating it as just ordinary business competition.

"I've seen this kind of thing a lot in the business world. You should have the administration and human resources departments keep a close eye on things. On the one hand, strengthen patent protection measures and add non-compete clauses to the contracts of core positions. On the other hand, give core technical personnel a raise and add an extra year-end bonus to keep them employed."

Don't be afraid to spend money; if necessary, you can even share patent profits with them.

He paused, then added, "They're poaching people and patents simply because they're eyeing our technological barriers."

As long as the people stay and the patents are held, no one can shake the foundation of the group in the slightest.

Seeing the indifference in his eyes, Luo Qian's gaze flickered slightly. She didn't say anything more, but simply hummed softly and continued to massage his temples with her fingertips.

The living room was quiet, save for the occasional burst of fireworks outside the window and the couple's brief moment of tenderness under the warm yellow light.

……

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Qi Tongwei got up early again, got into his car, and headed to the provincial capital to report on his work.

This is basically the usual practice every year, and Qi Tongwei has been through it before, so he is quite familiar with it.

Upon arriving at the provincial party committee compound, he originally planned to visit Yu Huabei's home first.

Unexpectedly, Yu Huabei called first, his tone carrying a hint of elder's earnestness, but also a touch of political shrewdness: "Tongwei, don't come to me yet, go directly to Lao Pei to report on your work."

Qi Tongwei's heart skipped a beat. Before he could ask any questions, Yu Huabei took the initiative to make it clear, his words implying that he was paving the way for him: "I won't hide it from you. This arrangement is all for your own good."

Look at my current situation, the future is uncertain, and whether I can take another step forward is still unknown.

If this move of mine fails, who will you rely on in Beishan? I'll have to find you a new backer.

You should know that Lao Pei highly values ​​you as a key figure in the reform movement.

Old Pei has risen to the position of provincial party secretary at such a young age; his future prospects are only bright, and he may even rise to higher positions. With your abilities and his appreciation, your future achievements will undoubtedly surpass mine.

Qi Tongwei listened in silence, deeply moved. "Old leader, I understand. Thank you."

"Alright, go ahead, I have more guests coming." Yu Huabei chuckled and hung up the phone.

It was already afternoon when I arrived at Pei Yihong's office.

Fine snowflakes drifted down from the sky, like silver dust scattered on the ground.

Pei Yihong's secretary said that the secretary had already met with several groups of guests and his face showed unconcealed fatigue. He had originally instructed that he would not receive any more guests, but when he heard that Qi Tongwei had come, he still waved his hand and told his secretary to bring him in.

As soon as the door opened, Pei Yihong stood up, the weariness on his face mostly gone. His gaze fell on Qi Tongwei, with a hint of appreciation and a hint of expectation.

Before Qi Tongwei could even greet him, he preemptively spoke in a cheerful tone: "Tongwei, to be honest, I'm increasingly feeling that putting you in the position of mayor of Beishan City is a waste of your talents!"

He pointed to the sofa, gesturing for Qi Tongwei to sit down, "I am very satisfied with your methods in dealing with Duan Feng's problem some time ago."

Decisiveness and ruthlessness, yet with a sense of proportion—that's the demeanor and skill a leader should possess!

However, I must remind you that the power struggles in officialdom are always ruthless, but the more ruthless they are, the more you must hold fast to your bottom line.