Reborn as a Noble's Son-Chapter 855 - 811 Someone Cant Sit Still Anymore

Chapter 855: Chapter 811: Someone Can’t Sit Still Anymore

Chapter 855 -811: Someone Can’t Sit Still Anymore

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Upon hearing Qin Linlin’s words, Nie Zhenbang merely paused for a moment before quickly regaining his composure. Zeng Taiping’s sudden accident had now thrown the internal situation of the province into chaos.

The selection of the new secretary remained undecided. Previously, Ning Bojun, Qin Linlin, Lu Yong, and Lu Qingyu were considered to be a group of people who were close to Zeng Taiping.

Of course, there was no need to mention Lu Qingyu since he had followed Zeng Taiping in his demise; however, the others began to have their own ideas.

Both Ning Bojun and Lu Yong held important positions. At this time, these two naturally played the waiting game, whether it was to lean towards him, curry favor with the new secretary, or even tie themselves to Hou Wenkui, they had quite a few options.

But now, with Qin Linlin proactively leaning towards him, Nie Zhenbang could see her adaptability from this move.

This was precisely where Qin Linlin’s intelligence lay. The position of the new secretary, undoubtedly, was a contest he too had strong prospects in. By aligning with him now, if he indeed became secretary in the future, Qin Linlin’s position would undoubtedly be even more secure; and even if he did not become secretary, when Zeng Taiping was around, he was capable of holding his own against Zeng. The arrival of a new secretary wouldn’t cause much change, and it might even turn out better.

With these thoughts, Nie Zhenbang smiled and said, “Of course, if Minister Qin is treating, I must attend. Even if I’m busy, I’ll find the time to make it. In Bashu Province, a meal hosted by Big Sister Qin isn’t easily come by.”

Nie Zhenbang’s words carried a slight undertone of tapping on Qin Linlin. The implication was simply a reminder to Qin Linlin that she had never been this enthusiastic when Secretary Zeng was alive.

Facing Nie Zhenbang’s words, Qin Linlin certainly understood their meaning. She smiled faintly and replied candidly, “Governor, your words are teasing me. It’s better to be timely than early. Tonight, at seven. I’ll wait for you at Junyue Hotel.”

…

Junyue Hotel, located in Tianfu City, was renowned in Bashu Province, mainly focusing on Western cuisine, with authentic French banquets being its claim to fame.

As the head of the provincial propaganda department, Qin Linlin was a woman with a bit of a bourgeois sentiment and the traits of a cultured person in her bones.

Nie Zhenbang entered the hotel to find Qin Linlin already waiting in the lobby. Upon seeing Nie Zhenbang, Qin Linlin walked up to greet him, her face alight with excitement and joy, she happily said, “Elder Nie’s presence truly graces us. Right this way, please.”

Inside a private room on the second floor of the hotel, Nie Zhenbang, Qin Linlin, and their respective secretaries, four people in total, took their seats.

Qin Linlin whispered a few words to her secretary who nodded and then went to make arrangements. Only then did Qin Linlin smile and say, “Governor, the main reason I invited you here was to report to you about some issues concerning our propaganda work.”

Nie Zhenbang chuckled at this, fully understanding that Qin Linlin’s words meant not so much the reporting of work as they signified a central idea: seeking closeness to Nie Zhenbang.

After pondering a moment, Nie Zhenbang nodded and replied, “Minister Qin, you are too courteous. Our province’s propaganda work has been stellar. The growth of media such as broadcasting, television, and newspapers, serving as the mouthpiece of the party committee and government, is commendable indeed.”

Listening to Nie Zhenbang’s words, Qin Linlin smiled lightly and said, “Governor Nie, you’re praising your own modest means. Later, you’ll have to drink a penalty of three glasses. Everyone knows that Governor Nie is an authority in economic construction. They say you have the Midas touch, so you shouldn’t play favorites.”

Qin Linlin, in her forties and not far from fifty, still looked remarkably well-preserved, with fair skin. Coupled with an aura of dignified elegance, she appeared no different from a mature woman in her forties. She also kept her figure in excellent shape. At the moment, inside the private room, she was wearing only a white V-neck sweater, which left little doubt about her figure, exuding the charm of a woman who still retains her allure well into middle age.

It’s commonly said that women within the system have it the toughest—being a vase is difficult, but being a competent woman is even more challenging. In the system, women face various inherent constraints and disadvantages, which is an unavoidable issue.

However, without a doubt, Qin Linlin was that kind of woman who possessed both talent and beauty, and her skills in maneuvering were undeniably precise. The Propaganda Department is one of the key departments of the provincial Communist Party committee. As the person directly responsible for overseeing the province’s propaganda work, the authority of the Propaganda Department has grown along with social development and the increasing importance of public opinion. Now, its status in work has risen even higher. Nie Zhenbang did not object to Qin Linlin throwing in her lot with him. This way, he would have control over the propaganda machine, which would be hugely beneficial for all aspects of his future work.

After a pause, Nie Zhenbang also smiled and said, “Minister Qin, since you’ve said so much, I guess I have to say something in return.”

After pondering for a moment, Nie Zhenbang continued, “Minister Qin, I don’t know much about propaganda work. I’m truly an amateur leading professionals on this front. You can take my words into account.”

“Governor, you are being too modest. I’m all ears,” Qin Linlin said, taking out a notebook and pen, fully prepared for the discussion.

“In my view, propaganda work should focus mainly on television, newspapers, radio, and new media,” Nie Zhenbang thought for a moment and, not standing on ceremony, began to express his ideas.

Television, newspapers, and radio have begun to implement their transformation into enterprises, all following the principles of the market economy. From my perspective, the province should also loosen its grip, free from restraints, and focus on three aspects. First, we should establish a market economy-oriented concept, restructuring the provincial television, newspaper, and radio stations into the Bashu Broadcasting and Media Group and going down the path of marketization, to be innovative and exploratory. Second is talent. With the development of domestic media in recent years, media from other provinces such as those from South of the Yangtze River and Chunan have gained increasing importance in the national media industry. To put it simply, these organizations prioritize talent, introduce talents, and dare to employ talents. We, in Bashu, located in the Western Region’s inland, have already missed the initial steps and must be determined and confident to catch up. The third aspect is new media. With the internet becoming more developed, the web has become a new window for media promotion, and its importance continues to grow. Across the province, the Party committees, governments, and all provincial-level authorities, as well as the cities, should start the process of going online. Set up their websites, promote Bashu culture, foster Bashu spirit, and showcase the passion of Bashu. We need to make this sector bigger and better, forming a window for our province’s external cultural promotion, policy promotion, and government affairs promotion.

Nie Zhenbang’s elaborate discourse left Qin Linlin somewhat shocked and stunned. Originally, she had only used formalities, but now she hadn’t expected Nie Zhenbang to speak so extensively. The idea of government websites becoming normalized and the formation of the Bashu Province Broadcasting and Media Group were bold moves. Once established, it was foreseeable that the new Bashu Broadcasting and Media Group would become an important promotional group nationally, taking the lead in the country.

After a moment of silence and seeing that Nie Zhenbang had no intention of continuing, Qin Linlin closed her notebook and said with some admiration, “Governor Nie, listening to your speech truly is more enlightening than reading ten years’ worth of books. At this moment, I really understand the meaning of that saying.”

“Governor, when it comes to the matters of the propaganda department, I will follow your directives. When it comes time for financial support from the province, I’ll be relying on you,” Qin Linlin said with a smile.

Nie Zhenbang laughed heartily, “Haha, Minister Qin, you’re putting pressure on me so soon. Rest assured, I will not go back on my promises. When it comes to the Broadcasting and Media Group, I think we can boldly delegate authority, making them self-financing. In this regard, I believe that combining the three units won’t be a problem. As for website construction, that’s even less of an issue. One principle: whichever unit’s website it is, that unit funds it. Through collective bidding, we can also further drive down prices.”

Today’s French meal featured foie gras and caviar as the main courses, all of which had an authentic taste. For drinks, instead of white liquor, red wine was chosen—not a renowned foreign brand but the most ordinary red wine.

After three rounds of drinks, Qin Linlin’s face showed a hint of rosiness from the alcohol. After a pause, she looked at Nie Zhenbang and said, “Governor, I heard that Comrade Genghua is going to Jingcheng later.”

Upon hearing this, Nie Zhenbang was somewhat surprised. The investigation team had just finished its work, and Long Genghua was hastily booking his trip to Jingcheng. This haste surprised Nie Zhenbang—it seemed Long Genghua couldn’t sit still any longer.

Now, Nie Zhenbang was pondering why Qin Linlin knew this information and what was her purpose in deliberately telling him. Was it to show her sincerity in shifting her allegiance, or was there another motive? Nie Zhenbang found it difficult to figure out.

With a serene smile, Nie Zhenbang said with a smile, “Minister Qin, that’s quite normal. I’ve heard that Comrade Genghua’s son has always been working in Jingcheng. Maybe he is going to see his son.”

Qin Linlin was taken aback by Nie Zhenbang’s response. With the position of the new secretary yet to be decided, Nie Zhenbang remained so composed. What did this imply? Was he confident, or had the higher-ups already made their decision? Qin Linlin grew uncertain. (