The next day, early in the morning, Liu Weihan took Liu Yuan and waited at the gate of the provincial party committee.

But the leaders may not have walked through the gate when they went to work, and to Liu Weihan's disappointment, he didn't wait for Tian Province's car for a whole morning.

The weather in the ice city was also very hot in June, and the sky was a little cloudy, and it seemed to be raining, and it was very hot. There were guards standing guard at the gate of the provincial party committee, and the two did not dare to get too close, so they could only stare intently at the gate under the big tree across the road.

At this time, it was noon.

It wasn't until after 11 o'clock in the afternoon that the group at the gate of the provincial party committee walked out with a smile.

The old man with a national character face walking in front was the secretary Sun Weimin.

In the past few days, the province is holding a special meeting on structural transformation, and the central authorities have also sent comrades over. Although the structural reform of Longjiang Province is lagging behind, the results are quite acceptable so far. Although there is no precedent for this round of institutional reform, and all regions are groping forward by feeling the stones across the river, but in the Beilin area, the achievements made by some pilot units in Bingcheng and Qi City are particularly gratifying.

In particular, the Beilin area, which has always been inconspicuous and watertight, has not only made achievements in the restructuring of pilot enterprises, but also has explored a set of methods. Even if the method of quantitative reform, which the local government calls quantitative reform, is crude and has too many imperfections, it is a step forward.

This point was affirmed by the central authorities at the meeting.

Sun Weimin was in a good mood, and after the car came, he asked Yu Cun, the leader of the special team, to get into his car.

Gate.

Seeing a train of cars slowly driving out of the gate of the provincial party committee, Liu Weihan was completely sleepy, and he vigorously scolded Liu Yuan beside him.

"It's out!"

After taking the train all night, he didn't have much rest last night, Liu Yuan was already sleepy, and was woken up by his own county magistrate at this time, and immediately rubbed his eyes and looked at the convoy.

After seeing the license plate of the Audi 100 clearly, Liu Yuan grabbed Liu Weihan, who was striding forward: "Oh, my county magistrate! This is not good! That is not Tian Province's car, it is 001, it is Secretary Sun's car!"

People in the system have also been the director of the district mayor's office, how can Liu Weihan not understand these ways?

Seeing that the car had already gone out of the gate, he shook his hand, "Secretary Sun, Secretary Sun, it's okay!"

Liu Yuan, who didn't dare to step forward regardless of death, Liu Weihan strode onto the road.

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"Hey!?what's going on with this man!"

Sun Weimin was talking with Yu Cunhan in the back seat about the recent changes in the party and government work in the province when he felt a burst of inertia, and he squeezed into the co-pilot.

When he saw the figure stopped in front of the car, he frowned and patted the driver's seat, "Xiao Chen, what's the matter?"

The driver was also confused, pulled up the handbrake, and got out of the car directly.

But he didn't think about it, and when he was about to ask a question to the person who stopped the car, the person walked to the side of the car, through the window, and shouted directly: "Secretary Sun, I am Liu Weihan, the magistrate of Bangye County, I ask you if I have something!"

Just as Liu Weihan shouted loudly, the guards at the gate of the provincial party committee, who had already noticed the strangeness, had already strode over, and before he could finish speaking, he directly pulled him aside and controlled it.

"Secretary Sun, this ......" On the co-pilot, Yu Cunji pointed to the man who was pulled by the guards and still struggled and shouted, claiming to be the magistrate of a national-level impoverished county, with a slightly embarrassed face.

Sun Weimin's square face also sank, thought about it, made an apologetic gesture to Yu Cunhan beside him, and then opened the car door.

walked to Liu Weihan, who was held by the guard's arm and couldn't move.

"What do you want me for?"

At this time, Liu Weihan was already panicked. The scholar's anger dissipated at the moment when he was held back by the guards, and he felt that his political career was about to end.

If you see someone, it's okay to say, but if you can't see someone and don't understand something, you will definitely not be able to escape the result of being sent back to the city to be punished.

Using political thinking to block the leader's frame in the province, such a move is undoubtedly self-isolating from officialdom.

But I didn't expect that the one in the car actually got down!

Immediately, he screamed vigorously: "Secretary Sun, I'm here to invite you to drink." ”

"A treat?"

Hearing this reason, Sun Weimin was really angry, "What are you kidding? You just said that your state is a national-level poverty-stricken county." What the hell are you trying to do? let him go and let him talk!"

As Sun Weimin waved his hand to the guards, Liu Weihan's arm that had been sore loosened.

Without control, he directly picked up his briefcase from the ground, opened it in public, and took it out of it...... A bottle of wine.

"Secretary Sun, in order to take off the big hat of a national-level poverty-stricken county, hundreds of comrades and workers of our state industry have done two things together with the peasants of the five townships and towns. One is this Bangye liquor, and the other is the Bangye black pottery that contains the wine. These two things have created more than 1,000 jobs for the county in the past two months and contributed more than 900,000 yuan in profits to the county finance. Secretary Sun, I invite you to drink this wine, if you think this wine is okay, help us!"

Hearing this, Sun Weimin was stunned.

Just as he was squirming his lips and thinking about what to do, a man came running briskly from one of the back cars.

Seeing Liu Weihan, who was being watched closely by the two guards, this person screamed and shouted nonsense.

"Liu Weihan, what do you want to do? It's against God, you!"

The one who spoke was the secretary of Beilin City, Liu Wanfa, who came to attend the meeting of the provincial party committee.

"Do you know what kind of occasion this is? Do you have no organization in your eyes?

In front of a group of provincial leaders, his soldiers came over to make trouble, and Liu Wanfa only felt that his tail was numb!

Seeing that the poor county magistrate in front of him, whose sweat had wet his hair into wisps, was reprimanded in public by his leader, Sun Weimin hesitated, stopped Liu Wanfa, who was loudly reprimanding, and took the bottle of wine from Liu Weihan's hand.

Looking at the quaint and delicate wine bottle, he smiled bitterly.

looked around at the comrades of the provincial party committee who had already gathered around, and pointed at Liu Weihan with his finger, "You are a person, there are no rules." Why do you want to invite me to drink? You are obviously wearing the big hat of a poor county, and you have come to me to force me with the results of your county's reforms! Your wine is not like a toast, but like a cup of punishment against me. ”

Seeing that Sun Weimin's face didn't seem to have much accountability, Liu Weihan nodded, "Secretary Sun, our state's wine, even if it is a punishment for wine, I dare to assure you that it is fragrant!"

Hearing this, Sun Weimin flipped the wine bottle in his hand and smiled.

"I never drink the wine sent by the city and county, but Bangye is really a bit special. ”

Speaking of this, he said with a hint of nostalgia to Yu Cunji, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines: "Team Leader Yu, I joined the work as a peasant association secretary in Zhangwei Township, Bangye, but it is a poor place. I am so poor, I have been poor until now, and sometimes I can still remember the years when I first joined the work, and my little daughter-in-law wore leaky pants to work in the field. ”

Yu Cunji didn't see the abuse on Sun Weiguo's face, so he smiled and nodded, "In that case, Secretary Sun doesn't plan to drink this bottle of punishment wine from his hometown today?"

Sun Weimin smiled, "Drink." ”

He replied firmly.

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