The 2nd Central Executive Committee of the Communist Party of China (Chinese: 中国共产党第二届中央执行委员会) sat from 1922 to 1923. This was the first central organ elected by the Party, but sessions of the Central Committee are by custom numbered according to the session of the National Congress at which they are elected. Because of the small size of the Party at the first Congress, a Central Committee was not chosen. The name "Central Executive Committee" was used until the 5th Party Congress in 1927, at which time it was shortened to Central Committee.
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