Sitting in the office, Ji Yang offered a cigarette to Lu Weiming. Their relationship was considered quite good now.
Under Lu Weiming's guidance, Ji Yang was completely familiar with the work processes, now considered a qualified staff member.
"Brother Lu, why don't you go down there to work? With your situation, you could surely get a position," Ji Yang asked with a smile.
Blowing a smoke ring, Lu Weiming sighed and said, "I've thought about it. Actually, there were such opportunities more than once. But I'm scared. You've probably noticed my personality—I'm just not the type to vie for power with others. Given my situation, I might be able to get a deputy position at the county level, but once there, if I can't compete with those people, I might just fall in that place."
Ji Yang nodded to himself. This carefree Lu Weiming sometimes acted on his own thoughts. Once he was in a local position, things might really turn out as he said.
