This is the State Political School.

It's not a place where Dirk Carter can just make a call and get in.

Just as he was thinking about how to resolve this issue.

A car with a State Committee license plate turned the corner and slowly drove towards him.

Dirk Carter looked closely.

He shuddered all over.

The license plate of this car is State Committee No. 3.

The State Committee No. 3 car is the official car of the Deputy Secretary of the State Committee.

And the Deputy Secretary of the State Committee is the principal of the State Political School.

Even if he saw the principal, Dirk Carter wouldn't have much reason to panic.

{Serenity} State Committee member, standing committee member, Deputy Secretary of the State Committee and the principal of the State Political School is none other than Rasco Shaw.

There's no need to elaborate on who Rasco Shaw is.

He is the very person who killed Dirk Carter's father.

As the car approached.

The armed police at the gate quickly removed the barricades.

Just when Dirk Carter thought the car would drive straight in, unexpectedly it stopped right at the entrance.

Then the front passenger door opened.

A man in his thirties, wearing a white shirt, hurriedly got out of the car, ran up to Dirk Carter, and asked, "Hello comrade, may I ask who you are..."

"Oh, hello, I am a participant in this deputy-level cadre training class. I'm late, and they won't let me in."

The middle-aged man nodded.

He turned and ran back to the car.

The rear window lowered a crack, and he spoke to someone inside.

Then the middle-aged man ran back to Dirk Carter, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "The leader invites you to get in his car and go in together."

Go in together?

Dirk Carter's heart skipped a beat.

He had to get through the gate one way or another, so he didn't hesitate.

Suppressing his pounding heart, he walked to the car.

The middle-aged man opened the car door, and Dirk Carter looked inside, seeing a very dignified middle-aged man seated in the back.

The man looked to be about forty years old, though if it was Rasco Shaw, the age would actually be over fifty, possibly due to good maintenance.

He was wearing a very high-end looking polo shirt, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

His hair was neatly styled.

Though he wore a smile, there was a faint air of authority exuded without effort.

This is the aura naturally emitted by someone long accustomed to high position.

"Hello, Secretary Rasco."

Dirk Carter nodded, then got in.

The door was closed from the outside.

Rasco Shaw nodded slightly, still smiling, and asked, "You're Comrade Dirk Carter from Kenton County, right?"

Upon hearing this.

His once steady heart started racing again.

Rasco Shaw naturally knew his name and must have seen his photo, considering Charlotte Ramey was his doing.

And Charlotte Ramey was one of the women kept by Rasco Shaw.

"Reporting to Secretary Rasco, I am Dirk Carter."

Dirk Carter answered calmly.

Rasco Shaw glanced over him, saying, "I know you, and I also know that our Christina likes you."

Christina?

Christina Ramey?

Our Christina?

What did Rasco Shaw mean by this?

Wasn't this clearly revealing his relationship with Charlotte Ramey?

Suddenly, Dirk Carter couldn't quite grasp Rasco Shaw's intentions.

In a flash, he realized.

Rasco Shaw was deliberately testing him.

He wanted to see what kind of reaction mentioning Christina Ramey would provoke in Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter smiled slightly and said, "Though I don't know who Secretary Rasco refers to as Christina, being liked by others is something to be happy about."

Calm and composed.

He managed to brush off the question.

With Rasco Shaw's status and position, he certainly wouldn't pursue the question further.

By this time, the car had already reached the parking lot of the Political School.

The middle-aged man from earlier, likely Rasco Shaw's secretary, hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for Rasco Shaw.

Dirk Carter naturally wasn't given such treatment.

As soon as he got out of the car.

A group of people swarmed over.

Greeted Rasco Shaw with utmost respect.

As for him, just a nobody, nobody paid any mind.

Just as he was about to find where to register, Rasco Shaw waved him over, saying, "Comrade Dirk Carter, come over here for a moment."

The school leaders present all turned their eyes to Dirk Carter.

There was no way to avoid it.

He had to brace himself.

Threw his bag to the ground.

Walked up to Rasco Shaw and asked, "Secretary Rasco, is there anything else?"

"Comrade Larry Lewis, this is Dirk Carter from Kenton County. We chatted outside just now, which delayed his registration. That shouldn't be an issue, right?"

In front of him stood a man in his fifties.

Also wearing a polo shirt, but his aura was much weaker than Rasco Shaw's.

This man was the Executive Vice Principal of the State Political School, Larry Lewis.

Upon hearing this, Larry Lewis hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No problem, no problem, talking with Secretary Rasco couldn't possibly be a problem."

"Oh, then can you arrange for someone to take him to the dormitory, and once he's settled, we can start the opening ceremony."

Rasco Shaw said.

Larry Lewis quickly called someone over and said, "Director Wright, take student Dirk Carter to arrange his dormitory, and help him with the registration."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The man who spoke was a short, chubby man named Sawyer Wright, Director of the General Office of the Political School.

With such orders from a leader, nothing is trivial.

Sawyer Wright scurried over, volunteered to carry Dirk Carter's luggage, and led him towards the dormitory building.

Such a scenario left Dirk Carter rather puzzled.

Logically, Rasco Shaw should be causing him trouble, so why is he speaking on his behalf?

Made one think Dirk Carter was somehow connected to Rasco Shaw.

Along the way, Sawyer Wright introduced Dirk Carter to the basic facilities of the Political School, continually emphasizing that if there was anything he needed, he could always reach out to him.

Because everyone had gathered at the auditorium.

The dormitory was also empty.

After the registration was completed, Sawyer Wright took him to the main auditorium.

Inside the auditorium.

The school leaders had already taken their seats.

This training class had a total of one hundred students, and they were nearly all present.

Because the front seats were full, Dirk Carter had to enter from the back and sat down on one of the rear seats.

Just as he sat down.

Larry Lewis picked up the microphone, announcing the official start of the opening ceremony.

Like most formal meetings.

First, Larry Lewis gave a speech, announcing some school rules and the course schedule, followed by a speech from Principal Rasco Shaw.

The content of the speech also focused on the significance of the training class and expectations for the students.

"Students, this deputy-level cadre training class is not only a chance to polish your skills, but I also hope you can study hard, gain real skills, and then apply them in your local work. To encourage your studies, this training class will select ten outstanding students and one best student. For this best student, I guarantee as the Deputy Secretary of the State Committee, you will be promoted half a level in place, and can choose any position matching your current rank, and I, Rasco Shaw, will ensure it happens."

This statement caused a stir among the students below.

Not only the students.

Even Executive Vice Principal Larry Lewis showed a doubtful expression in his eyes.

As if questioning, this reward seemed nonexistent before.

Rasco Shaw raised his hand, pressing it against the air, waiting for everyone to quiet down before saying, "Of course, this best student is not originally set by our school; it's a small reward from me personally, also to stimulate everyone's study. I will personally communicate any subsequent organizational issues with the organizational departments of the cities and counties you come from."

There was another uproar.

Slots for each deputy-level cadre training class are always in high demand.

After all, going back with improved credentials could very well lead to promotion.

But that is all uncertain.

If one could become the best student, being promoted half a step on the spot was guaranteed.

But that's not the most enticing part.

The most enticing part is that after being promoted half a step, you can choose any qualifying position post-promotion, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

For example, if you're currently a deputy division-level cadre.

Being promoted half a step makes you a full division-level cadre.

If you say you want to be a County Committee Secretary somewhere, and Rasco Shaw makes it happen for you, wouldn't that be a dream come true?

You must know, between a deputy division-level and a full division-level, there's a substantial gap.

Not to mention promoting from a full division-level to a deputy bureau-level.

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