Chapter 138: The Wind Comes from the East

"Uncle Qian wants to drink more water when he goes back. ”

At the door of the Confucian shop, Shen Tiejun and the red-faced Mao Limin sent Qian Weining out, and when they arrived at the entrance of the alley, two jeeps stopped on the side of the road one after the other, and the driver in front opened the door, Qian Weining got in, looked at the two of them with a slightly drunk face and said: "Tiejun, when you come back from vacation in the future, come to me and sit there, you guy has passed the door three times and did not enter - if you didn't behave well today, I would have an opinion on you." Limin, the matter of Baijia Village has been dealt with as soon as possible-"

Mao Limin nodded solemnly: "Secretary, I will definitely deal with it!"

"Hehe, I'm not young, I can't remember~"

Shen Tiejun's heart trembled, he raised his hand and touched the back of his head, still pretending to be an ignorant teenager: "This is not the end of the course, and I brought interrupted classes to the students, only to realize that I did a bad job before." ”

"It's good to know, then I'll see your performance from now on~"

Before Qian Weining's words fell, the secretary on the co-pilot touched the driver, and the car slowly left the street, not passing two alleys, the driver glanced in the rearview mirror, and said: "Secretary, there are two police tricycles following behind——"

"Just let them follow. ”

Feeling the hot wind rushing in from the window, Qian Weining leaned on the seat with his eyes closed, feeling the slightly bumpy road, and with the shock of a car, he opened his clear eyes: "This guy, no wonder he can be admitted to graduate school, he knows to pretend to be crazy and stupid at a young age, Xiao Qin, go and find out what happened to Shen Tiejun in school, let the ministry and the province have such a big opinion, and give him a hat?"

"Good secretary!"

Secretary Qin Peng turned his head with a smile and said, "I think he is no different from other college students." ”

"On the surface, it doesn't make a difference. ”

Qian Weining looked at the passing scenery outside the window, he originally thought that Shen Tiejun was just a good learner, until he was chatting with Secretary Qin's secretary, he heard an extremely shocking news: "Not long after his bright sword poem was published, the republic began to fight back in self-defense, his thesis was published in 78, and now English has become an important subject, and it is rumored that from next year, English will become the third subject to be tested in arts and sciences after Chinese and mathematics——"

The smile on Qin Peng's face disappeared instantly, and he exclaimed, "You mean, he has superhuman political acumen?"

As curious as Qian Weining, there was also Mao Limin, who had returned to the small courtyard, seeing that Wang Meng was still hissing and eating roast chicken wings, unlike his top boss who was ready to explore the curve, his relationship with this product could be said directly: "Are you causing trouble at school?"

A student, provoked by the ministry and the province has opinions, this is also fortunate to be Shen Tiejun, change a student to directly enjoy all kinds of hats and treatments, Shen Tiejun also knows this.

After the resumption of the college entrance examination, college students among the hundreds of thousands of people are naturally difficult to find models, so they can only find them among graduate students, the first typical is a small carpenter who is proficient in five Chinese dialects, with the beginning of Chinese, after hard self-study, on the occasion of the resumption of the college entrance examination, admitted to the graduate school of mathematics.

Shen Tiejun, who ranked second, although he was not a graduate student in mathematics, physics and chemistry, but he represented youth, a teenager with infinite possibilities, a 16-year-old graduate student, in the world, it was also the number one, Jobs wrote to him, he called it China's Haskins, as a medieval authority of the latter, at the age of 20 got a doctorate.

The republic is a typical tradition, and an instruction to learn from the best comrades has become the spiritual orientation of several generations, and after the report of the people's daily newspaper, Shen Tiejun can be regarded as half a typical piece has been erected.

On the surface, it is much worse than the other half of the small carpenter, but only people in the system can keenly perceive the changes he brings, as for the little thing he caused in school, in the eyes of Maorimin, it is not a matter at all, pointing directly at the treacherous behind it: "You have hurt the self-esteem of some people, and it can be regarded as a wake-up call for you from another aspect." ”

Kong Guolian endured the fragrant smell and put the grilled mutton skewers on the table, Shen Tiejun saw that he was a little cramped, so he went over and took a root and ate it: "Well, Boss Kong's skills are good, I roasted it a little dry, Uncle Mao, can you taste it?"

"Don't taste it, Xiao Kong, Boss Kong, right, you go bake something and pack it for me, and I'll take it away later." ”

Mao Limin shook the beer bottle in his hand, turned his head to look at Shen Tiejun, and said: "Judging from your performance today, the life you have lived in Yangcheng can be regarded as corruption, how much did you eat to make such a famous name, and your knowledge of monkeys, these are all easy to say, what do you think about the affairs of Baijia Village and Qiuzhuang?"

"I'm afraid there will be a lot of this kind of thing in the future. ”

Shen Tiejun couldn't tell if the Maori people knew the changes behind this, so he said: "In the past, it was a commune collective, and the foreign workers wished that the water in the river would be led away, so that they didn't have to work in the field to water the ground, anyway, the state paid for it, and now they are doing it themselves, this person's heart has changed, there are not many communes near the river in our county, and those who don't have a river, how do they live?"

Fei Changjiang and Wu Erjin have already left, and the two of them showed up in front of the two secretaries, even if they have a sense of existence, the secretaries who can't remember the secretaries will definitely not be able to forget, and when the two left, they dragged Cheng Dalei away, and at this time, Kong Guolian and Liu Dagang, who were cleaning up in the kitchen, were left in the courtyard.

After Wang Meng finished eating, he wiped his hands, looked at the two of them like playing dumb riddles, and said: "Boss Kong, let's go, teach me how to marinate ingredients, and when I have a chance in the future, I will also show my hand at home." ”

Kong Lianguo took Wang Meng into the kitchen, Mao Limin scratched his scalp, and said: "Okay, don't play dumb riddles for me, you kid, I have also thought about the well, but the machine well costs money, since it is used to water the ground, how can a well cost a thousand yuan."

It is easy to say that the water pumped up must go through the canal, and it is not easy to lead up, but it must not be used to use the soil ditch, otherwise it will be empty halfway, and it will be a cement ditch to do so, such a long cement ditch still costs a lot of money. ”

Shen Tiejun nodded, and said in his heart that this secretary is not the old-fashioned in his impression, but like the vast majority of officials at this time, there is no way to solve the problem of money, which has nothing to do with ability, and has nothing to do with vision, so he can't see it, let alone do it.

Fortunately, Shen Tiejun had some plans: "When I was in Yangcheng, I heard that the state specially introduced a Sino-foreign joint venture law for the development of Yangcheng, that is, to attract investment, the purpose is to use the money of rich people to invigorate the local economic construction, but there is no benefit to empty words and white teeth, naturally no one does it, so you can only give up some of the benefits and cooperate with the other party——"

The smile on Maorimin's face faded, and he frowned: "You, do you want this-policy?!"

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