Indeed, the decision was made quickly. Within a few days, Ji Yang was summoned to the Organization Department of the Municipal Committee.
Upon entering Ning Wuyu’s office, Ning Wuyu looked at Ji Yang with a complex expression. After inviting Ji Yang to sit down, she said, "The reason for calling you here is that the organization has decided to enroll you in a short-term master’s class held at the Party School of the Provincial Committee. It lasts for a year and is specially organized by the Provincial Committee for cadre education and credential enhancement. Generally, only leaders at the county level and above can participate in this class."
At this point, she glanced at Ji Yang and said, "Your experience and qualifications are somewhat limited. Only by participating in such a training program and systematically studying will you be able to perform better in future work."
"Please rest assured, I will comply with the organization’s arrangements."
"Mhm, there will also be some adjustments in your county’s personnel. Your vice-county level position remains unaffected, and Comrade Lu Guojun will be transferred out of your county."
Her statement was vague, but the meaning was clear—that the conflict between the two during the meeting had been resolved—Ji Yang would go for further studies, and Lu Guojun would be transferred.
Of course, what would happen after Lu Guojun’s transfer was not something Ji Yang could know at the moment.
Ji Yang knew that saying anything now would be useless, so he simply stated, "Please rest assured, I agree to such adjustments."
"Good, Secretary Wen asked me to tell you not to feel any psychological burden. Study hard and there will still be important roles for you upon your return."
"Mhm, these are some details about the class. Familiarize yourself with them, hand over your responsibilities, and then go on time to attend the lessons."
After Ji Yang collected the documents, he left the office.
No longer the Secretary of the Qingyuan Village Party Committee, nor the vice-county head!
Ji Yang didn’t feel regret; he had known all along that this would be the outcome.
Actually, Ji Yang felt relieved this time. Having left Qingyuan Village, whatever happened next would have little to do with him, and it was unlikely that he would be accidentally harmed by any side.
As he was walking, a voice called out.
Ji Yang looked up to see Miao Xiaoying standing there, gazing at him with a plaintive expression.
Under the sunlight, Miao Xiaoying’s fashionable attire made her look even more beautiful as she stood there vividly.
"Miao, you look even more beautiful," Ji Yang said with a smile.
"Hmph, you haven’t called me for so long, have you forgotten me?"
Seeing her , Ji Yang looked around hurriedly.
Miao Xiaoying laughed and said, "Such a coward! Come with me!"
Ji Yang had no choice but to follow her outside.
When they arrived where the car was parked, Miao Xiaoying got Ji Yang into the car.
It was a domestic car, compact yet stylish, quite nice indeed.
Smelling the fragrance inside the car, Ji Yang smiled and asked, "Where are you taking me?"
"First, to a place to ’eat’ you up!"
This woman was always so bold, never mincing her words.
The car sped away, quickly entering a villa area.
"You bought a villa?"
"How is it, you look down on me? You think I can’t afford a villa? Let me tell you, I just signed a film and television contract for one of my books—over a million!"
Seeing Miao Xiaoying’s proud expression, Ji Yang asked, "How are things going for you in the city?"
"I’m involved with the Writers’ Association; it’s hard to say."
"Why is it hard to say?" he asked, curious.
"Well, the situation at the Writers’ Association is quite rigid now. Outsiders can hardly enter their circle. Here’s something funny—the associations often publish each other’s works."
"What’s wrong with that?"
"You might not know, but for example, we are a city-level Writers’ Association. We publish a magazine, and having our own works featured in our magazine is somewhat questionable. By partnering with another Writers’ Association from a different province, our people’s works, even if mediocre, get published there, and in turn, their works get published by us."
"What will come of this?"
"For the Writers’ Association, we need to report annually how much work has been done. Once it’s published in the other party’s publication, the summaries are easier to write, and we get many reports of high-level provincial publications. Of course, the same goes for them."
He pondered a moment before responding, "So, essentially, everyone collaborates to cross-publish, ensuring everyone has a good report for their superiors."
"Not only that, but relationships with provincial-level publications are also fostered. As long as the provincial journals publish the work, that’s a significant achievement. Then, each journal becomes a tool for reciprocal favor-publishing. Real quality authors might get featured; the rest, not so much."
Ji Yang chuckled bitterly and said, "It really is a game."
"A few days ago, we hosted an exchange delegation from a high-level Writers’ Association from another province, and during the meeting, the grandchildren of the chairman and vice-chairman were crying and causing a commotion."
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