Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

Facing these endless stream of visitors, Wentao always maintained an extremely enthusiastic attitude and communicated cordially with every visitor.

Despite this, after round after round of seemingly lively "work reports", Wentao mostly heard superficial words.

However, with his years of accumulated political experience and keen insight, Wentao is still able to extract some crucial information points from these few words.

For someone of his level, information has undoubtedly become one of the most valuable resources.

As a leader, the most frightening thing is the lack of effective information channels.

If you don't know what's going on around you, you're completely in the dark.

The reporting work continued throughout the whole day, and the clock unknowingly pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, and this long work report came to an end.

Wentao slowly stood up, stretched his stiff body, and stretched out lazily.

As his official position rose, the responsibilities and pressures on his shoulders also grew. He couldn't help but sigh, "I'm getting higher and higher in rank, but my body is almost unable to bear it! To be a competent leader, having a strong body is absolutely crucial!"

At this time, his rumbling stomach reminded Wentao that dinner was still not available.

After calling Sun Chenghu, the two of them came to a small shop called "Red Bull Ramen Restaurant" next to the provincial party committee compound.

Although this ramen restaurant is not large in scale, its reputation has long been known outside and it has almost become an unspoken "small canteen" for many leading cadres in the provincial party committee compound.

Whether it is early morning, noon or night, this place is always crowded with people and business is booming.

The store not only provides attentive and enthusiastic service, but also has an excellent reputation, especially the ramen it makes, which is unique and leaves people with an endless aftertaste.

In addition, the store’s cold beef is also a signature dish, which can be said to be the ceiling of this dish.

As soon as he entered the store, Sun Chenghu ordered his food with ease: "Boss, give us a serving of cold beef, a plate of spicy fried tofu skin, and two bowls of ramen!"

As soon as the words fell, a loud response came from the kitchen: "Okay!"

Wentao had already found a table and sat down. He picked up a few heads of garlic and began to peel them expertly. As the saying goes, "Noodles without garlic are half as delicious!"

Not long after, the ramen was served on the table. Wen Tao and Sun Chenghu were already starving, looking like two starving wolves, and they began to eat with relish.

Just as they were eating with gusto, a noisy conversation came from not far away.

It turned out that several young people sitting at the next table were talking loudly, and the words of one of them happened to float into Wentao's ears.

"Everyone keeps saying how good and wonderful the staffing is. On the surface, we are all cadres in the provincial government, and it seems quite glorious. But what is the reality? Only we ourselves know what our lives are like! Look, we only get a salary of about 2,000 yuan a month. What can we do with such a small amount of money? We have to be ordered around like a grandson every day. I'm really tired of this kind of cowardice! If it weren't for this so-called good reputation, I would have packed up and left long ago! I have a college classmate who graduated with me. He now works for Alibaba Duoduo, an e-commerce company under Benxi Steel. His monthly salary alone is several times what I make!"

The young man who spoke was called Hou Jinshuai, a section-level cadre of the Provincial Political and Legal Affairs Commission.

"That's right, Brother Hou. We've been working overtime every day and are getting panda eyes, but we don't even get a little overtime pay. It's so unfair! Cows have their way of living, and horses have their uses, but we've become oxen and horses who work hard and never complain!" The speaker was another young cadre, Ning Ji. He shook his head helplessly and complained.