"I wanted you to hear and see more, but it was too late. Zhang Zhengcheng waved his hand weakly, "I don't intend to tell you too much, it's all arranged by Teacher Yixin." ”

“……”

"I'm going to leave in twenty minutes, and tomorrow morning, I'll have a new arrangement. Zhang Zhengcheng said indifferently, "In short, my task has not been completed, in your eyes, directly engage in the affairs of the Northern Desert, skip the above, not to talk about the introduction of technology, maybe it is a big loss, but compared to promoting reform and striving for autonomy, this loss is really nothing." This matter has to be put down now, although no one will be able to complete it in the next few years, but it is by no means impossible, someone will always complete it. ”

Zhang Zhengcheng then looked at the frightened Zhang Yifu, and laughed for the first time: "Don't worry, I'm not talking about you." ”

"I really don't know why Yi Xin is so optimistic about you. Zhang Zhengcheng was a little disappointed by Zhang Yifu's embarrassed expression, waved his hand and said, "I'll be responsible for passing on the words, these words came out of my mouth, and they were more convincing." ”

Zhang Zhengcheng said solemnly: "Although the current situation is not optimistic, the policy will still be gradually liberalized, for power generation, especially clean energy power generation, there will be a policy soon, we need an example, you also need a chance, Jia can only accept a person he trusts to do." Hopefully, one day in the future, you will be able to face these things the way you intended, rather than as you are now. ”

After he finished speaking, he made sure that Zhang Yifu understood, so he got up: "You go." ”

"Fifteen minutes to go. Zhang Yifu looked up at his watch.

Zhang Zhengcheng smiled again: "What about giving us fifteen hours? You are too young to say anything." ”

"May I ask?"

"Just ask, I don't necessarily have to answer. Zhang Zhengcheng sat down again, and his expression couldn't tell whether he was expecting or bored.

Zhang Yifu asked, "What kind of support is it?"

Zhang Zhengcheng also replied quickly: "Let's see what you can do." ”

Zhang Yifu then asked, "Do I need to do anything in terms of interests?"

Zhang Zhengcheng replied quickly: "If you can do things well, it is the greatest interest." ”

"What if I can't do it?"

"Someone else will do that, too. Zhang Zhengcheng shook his head, "I don't think you can do it either." At least it won't be done too quickly, but it can't be helped, it's just you. ”

"One last question. Zhang Yifu said with some distress, "I don't know whether this is for ideals or interests." ”

"Can't the two be unified?"

"I want to be unified. But there are often contradictions in doing so. Zhang Yifu does not have to shy away from this time, "For example, in terms of interests, Minister Huang Zhenghui and I have a lot in common, but in terms of ideals, they are obviously very different. And for you, maybe our ideals are the same, but our interests are full of conflicts. ”

Zhang Zhengcheng listened to this question and thought about it for a long time, a full five minutes.

The secretary knocked on the door outside, announcing that he was ready to go. This woke Zhang Zhengcheng up.

"Okay, let's go in 5 minutes. Zhang Zhengcheng ordered outside the door, and then looked at Zhang Yifu, "You don't need to think about many things so clearly, because today, there are few people with ideals left, and getting things done is given priority to doing things cleanly." ”

"Do you figure it out?"

"Not necessarily understood. There's no need to say it now. Zhang Zhengcheng waved his hand and got up again.

"Then let me ask one last little thing. You just said that getting things done takes precedence over doing things cleanly. Zhang Yifu showed a rare sharpness, "Can this be used to evaluate Bagan?"

"......" Zhang Zhengcheng frowned slightly, "Is your contradiction so strict?"

"I just think that there must be a scale for everything, and there must be a trade-off between 'getting things done' and 'doing things cleanly'. Otherwise, it may have been done, but the whole environment would have become dirty. ”

"I understand that no one will care about Bagan anymore. Zhang Zhengcheng said and lifted the bag, and slapped Zhang Yifu's shoulder with a heavy palm, "Please also do your thing." Don't be troublesome, and don't make any more trouble. ”

"I'm relieved to have this sentence, I don't want to be too troublesome, I just can't tolerate some things in front of me. ”

"Hehe, that Huang Zhenghui alone is enough for you to get into trouble. Zhang Zhengcheng finally laughed again, Zhang Yifu has more contradictions than he imagined, this constant struggle may be the driving force for his growth, maybe it is the shining point that Yue Yunhe saw.

Zhang Zhengcheng pulled the box out of the room and closed the door.

Then there was a noisy sound in the corridor, some sent each other, some went back together, after all, it was urgent to return to Beijing at this time, and the air tickets could not be arranged so much at once, and the minister of electricity did not have the power to allocate a special plane.

Zhang Yifu sat alone in the room, and all this qiē could be explained, but only one person could not explain it.

Why does Yue Yunhe still have such a high reputation?

has no children, no daughters, no descendants, nearly 80 years old, I really can't see that he has any excessive thirst for power, but why can he easily arrange Zhang Zhengcheng?

The reformers have always been a group of secretive people, and there has not been a clear-cut figure appearing, no, maybe one has appeared, but he has just given up his seat to Master Jia.

From now on, I'm afraid that no one will dare to appear.

After all, whether it is in Lenin's manifesto or in Taizu's thoughts, capital and private ownership have not been praised even the slightest, even if the big brothers in modern times have worked hard to change the overall situation and reinterpret the program in various ways, but in some industries and some places, they are still full of sensitivity, and no one will forget the fate of the "capitalist roaders" in those years.

In the chaos, Zhang Yifu seems to have become a small point, an X, a variable, and the more chaotic the situation, the larger his variable range will be.

It was only at this moment that Zhang Yifu suddenly realized.

He seems to have finally been given the mission of change, with the ability to change, and under the baptism of many eyes, he really took the stage, and he was greeted with applause or scolding, which is unknown.

Because at this time he himself is the most chaotic one.

He just wants to have a good talk with someone, tell them well, talk about these hidden things, tell the current dissatisfaction, and future uneasiness to a person, let her sort this qiē again, let her comfort, let her coax herself to sleep, and spend this night peacefully.

No one is superhuman, and everyone is tired.

After the guest house was completely deserted, Zhang Yifu went out quietly through the small door.

He walked on the street alone, countless scenes, countless people flashed one by one, whether it was Ou Wei who was full of voice, or Niu Dameng, who was both shrewd and honest, whether it was Duan Youwei who was dead-eyed, or Qin Yong who changed freely like water, whether it was Wen Tianming with a simple brain, or Qin Yue who had ghost ideas as soon as his eyes rolled, they all passed like a marquee, they also had clear goals, they loved life the same, they always stopped at a few complaints about their own entanglements and troubles about society, but why, they had to stir up so much in their minds？

For the first time, he was a little tired and a little tired, and he could indeed make a lot of nonsense about Brother Bo and boast about the benefits of private hydropower, but it was difficult to do it.

Do a good job of microcomputer protection, get all the lines, transformers, and generators, and have time to make a set of automation, enjoy the prosperity of life with hundreds of millions of assets, and buy a private jet to tour the world, which is the most realistic and comfortable life.

Unexpectedly, when I came to southern Yunnan, I didn't relax at all, and at the very edge of the whirlpool, the water flow was more urgent, and the circle turned bigger.

He returned to the dormitory and wanted to have a drink with Brother Bo, but after thinking about it, there were basically few words to talk to Brother Bo, and he couldn't understand when he talked to him, this person was too pragmatic.

Subconsciously, Zhang Yifu pressed "010", and then pressed Xia Xue's phone, but the last one still didn't press it, as long as she called her home, she should be able to get her current contact information.

In the end, he put down the earpiece, he couldn't be so unproductive, and he couldn't fall into this endless emotional cycle again for the sake of a momentary confession.

Who else?

Xiang Xiaofei?

Talking like this only stresses her out.

Parents can't even look for them.

Yue Yunhe...... No, I don't want to see him think of him now.

Job...... Job...... Only work left.

He picked up his bag and rushed to the unit, turned out the dusty plans in the planning department, recalled the things that the troublemakers said, found out the previous plans, compared the power grid power station plans, and began to sketch and start planning, prioritizing and gradually.

His selfless work allowed him to temporarily clear those messy anxieties, and by early morning, he had sorted out a dozen backlogs of plans into a whole, and came up with a nice name on the political zhì, "Muramuratong".

This name is certainly not his originality, but is actually a macro project proposed by the state later, covering many industries, including electricity, water, network, and television, to ensure the modernization of people's livelihood in remote villages and counties.

It didn't hurt to play it out in advance, Zhang Yifu squinted his eyes in the morning light, leaned back in his chair, and finally fell asleep.

On the morning of this day, the rest of the leaders were sent away, and the Southern Yunnan Bureau quickly returned to the regular rhythm of work, tossing such a bunch of things, and the regular meeting in the afternoon became lazy, and even when Zhang Yifu proposed this "village-to-village communication" at the regular meeting, many people did not listen to it at all.

“…… To sum up, I think this is a major event related to the people's livelihood and the improvement of the power supply network in southern Yunnan, and it can be put on the agenda. ”

Everyone listened in a daze, not realizing what it was, and even if they did, they didn't react much, who cares if there is electricity in the places where the birds don't lay eggs......?