Ding Changlin picked himself up with a few simple words, and what he found first was true, he reported it himself, and also called the bureau, but no one in the bureau was on duty to answer the phone, and he didn't go into the water, let alone go to the small tomb that collapsed, so everything that happened in the tomb had nothing to do with him.

"What's your name?" asked Director Qin, staring at Ding Changlin.

"Ding Changlin, just transferred." Ding Changlin replied.

Director Qin nodded, and didn't say anything else, there is no doubt that Director Qin was a lawsuit when he came, and it was the same when he left, he had to carry his shoes and wade through the mud barefoot to return to the town, and his car was still stuck in the middle of the road, I don't know if it was dragged out.

Director Zhao also wanted to follow, but was arranged by Cui Jinshan to stay and direct the drainage of the tomb, and the tomb could not always be soaked in water, and he had to wait for the clean water to be excavated.

"You, this time you offended Director Cui to the top." After the leaders left, Director Zhao said to Ding Changlin.

"What did I do?" Ding Changlin wondered.

Director Zhao shook his head and didn't speak.

If you offend, you will be offended, if you have the ability to expel Lao Tzu, then you have to take out the charter of expulsion from Lao Tzu, did Lao Tzu break the law or violate the law?

At this time, Director Zhao wanted to command Ding Changlin, but Ding Changlin didn't listen to him, sitting under the tree in the yard smoking and drinking tea, just don't go to the cemetery to drain the water.

"I see you just talked to a fellow here, do you know each other?" Director Zhao walked over and drank a cup of tea and asked.

"The secretary of Changle Village, what's wrong?"

"No, you go to him, ask him to find a few people, bring buckets and scoops, and drain the water from the tomb." Director Zhao said.

"Bai help?" Ding Changlin asked.

"How can it be for nothing, just give some money for cigarettes and alcohol." Director Zhao said.

Ding Changlin shook his head and said: "Director Zhao, now that labor is so expensive, you think that farmers are cheap, not cheap at all, you don't pay wages, I can't find people, you name it, I'll find people, and only when the salary is right can I find people."

Director Zhao stared at Ding Changlin and said, "You are from the Cultural Relics Bureau, how can you stand with them, you call people first, and I will talk about money."

Ding Changlin was unmoved, Director Zhao didn't say how much, Ding Changlin didn't move, he was reluctant to give up the money, you have the ability to drain the water yourself, take care of Lao Tzu's, it's better if it collapses, Lao Tzu doesn't have to guard here.

Ding Changlin didn't deliberately embarrass him, but felt that this Director Zhao was not a good bird, and when he was waiting in the bureau, Ding Changlin felt that he had been the mayor's secretary, and he didn't do anything else in the world of vision?

Perhaps the experience of being the deputy mayor's secretary is the most glorious experience in Ding Changlin's life, so he thinks about it from time to time, but this experience seems to be getting farther and farther away from him.

"Okay, one hundred per person, one day, you go find someone." Director Zhao said as if he had made up his mind.

"100 is enough, it's raining heavily these days, and the farmers are busy tidying up their terraces." Ding Changlin said.

"You go and try it first". Director Zhao said impatiently.

Ding Changlin went to Secretary Feng to tell him about it, Secretary Feng didn't say a word, in his words, it was the cemetery of his ancestors, and of course he had to help drain the water when he entered the water, and there was no money.

"Hey, Lao Feng, why are you so real, yes, it's your ancestor's cemetery, but isn't it also dug up, now it's a deal with the public, a hundred yuan is not much, if you want more, I'll help you get it, in fact, this cemetery has allocated a lot of money, and it's been misappropriated by these dogs, what money do you save them?" Ding Changlin said angrily.

"How much does that cost?" Secretary Feng was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Two hundred, one person a day, you and your son Haitao go to drain the water." Ding Changlin said.

"This guy is not at home, he can't stay at home, he is out, and he doesn't know what to do." Secretary Feng said.

"You can't do it alone, find another person." Ding Changlin said.

At this time, it happened that Mi Sidi came back from outside, as soon as Secretary Feng said this, the two decided to earn the four hundred yuan, and when Mi Sidi walked by Ding Changlin, Ding Changlin smelled a faint smell of fat powder.

The three of them went out with tools, and Ding Changlin walked in front, talking to Secretary Feng as he walked.

"If only the road in the town could lead to Changle Village, the big leaders of the province just came in with shoes, their faces were ugly, and they didn't have to rain and be covered in mud." Ding Changlin said.

"Alas, it costs a lot of money, there is no money in the town, and if there is money, it will not be used here, those things have eaten and drunk the money, the big money is gone, the small money is eaten, and the fart is repaired." Secretary Feng said.

When the three of them reached the top of the slope of the terrace, they saw someone climbing up the slope below.

At first, Ding Changlin thought that the provincial leaders were back again, but when he got closer, he realized that it was not, it was a group of people with cameras, seven or eight people, and backpacks and mats, it seemed that they were going to camp on the mountain.

"Fellow, how long will it take to climb to the top?" one of the people with a single-lens reflex camera asked, Ding Changlin knew that this long-lens camera was not cheap, and he asked the city to take pictures of the leaders, more than 10,000, which was still an ordinary goods.

"You're going to the top of the slope, you have to climb for half an hour, it's almost there." Secretary Feng said.

"What are you doing here?" asked Ding Changlin.

"If you take pictures, come and take pictures of the terraces here."

Ding Changlin nodded, he didn't care, the three of them went over the hillside to Feng Dao's tomb, under Ding Changlin's teaching along the way, Secretary Feng insisted that the farm work in the field was very busy, if he didn't give two hundred, he would go back to busy the farm work.

Director Zhao had no choice but to agree, so Secretary Feng and the two of them, one scooped water into a bucket in the tomb and the other lifted water.

"It's not early, you are staring here, no one can go into the water in the cemetery, I lost something and asked you to settle the account, stared at them to drain the water, and call me early tomorrow morning." Director Zhao said.

"Okay, no problem, you leave the money first, don't be bad at checkout." Ding Changlin said.

"What kind of money, just these hundreds of dollars are afraid not to be given to them?" Director Zhao said with some annoyance.

Ding Changlin didn't squeak, and Secretary Feng, who was carrying water at this time, also understood what was going on, and knew that Ding Changlin was helping him, so he put down the bucket and said: "Yes, give me the money first, I must clean the water for you, otherwise, I can't do this work, who will I ask for money when I'm done, find him?"

"Don't look for me, I don't have any money". Ding Changlin saw Secretary Feng pointing at him, and hurriedly said.

Although Director Zhao hadn't left the tomb of Feng Dao yet, as the director of the office, he had already arranged everything for the leaders, so when Director Qin and the others returned to the town, such a scene appeared.

More than a dozen chairs have been set up in the section of the road that can be reached by car, each with a basin in front of it, and a man and a woman standing next to it, with a bucket at the man's feet and a thermos in the woman's hand.

Obviously, this is for the leaders to wash their feet, and after Director Zhao set off from Feng Dao's tomb to return from Feng Dao's tomb, he even called the bureau personnel who stayed in the town and asked them to find a few more shoeshine people, and they must let the leaders go cleanly.

"Director Cui, you're well prepared." Director Qin smiled a little at this time and said.

"Where, this time the leaders came down to inspect, we are not prepared, we will definitely review this matter when we go back, and I will go to the province to review it with Director Qin when the time comes." Cui Jinshan said with trepidation.

Cui Jinshan and Director Qin sat on the chair and enjoyed the beautiful woman in front of them washing their feet, then dried them with a white towel, and even brought socks, and a few shoe-shiners over there also wiped the shoes of the leaders, so Director Qin and everyone got in the car and left to return to the city.

But these footwashers didn't leave, because Director Zhao didn't come back in the bureau, the key is that they had to wait for Director Zhao to settle the bill.

After receiving a call from Director Zhao, the bureau personnel immediately set up in the town, and then the leaders sat down to wash their feet at the edge of the town and returned to the city cleanly.

"Director Qin, we have prepared a working meal, you can see ......" Cui Jinshan asked cautiously.

"I won't eat anymore, I'm going to meet a leader, I guess it's still waiting for me at this time." Director Qin said.

Cui Jinshan originally wanted to call a piece for dinner, but he didn't expect Director Qin's secretary to take out his mobile phone to make a call, and hung up after a few words.

"Director Qin, I have contacted Secretary Li, and Secretary Qi is still waiting for you." The secretary reported.

"Okay, I know, hurry up, Lao Qi should be in a hurry." Director Qin said.

Cui Jinshan is not stupid, as soon as he heard Director Qin's words, and heard that Director Qin's secretary called Secretary Li, Secretary Li or Secretary Qi's secretary, can he still have no bottom in his heart?

There is only one Secretary Qi in the city, and the secretary of Secretary Qi also happens to be surnamed Li, and this Secretary Qi is none other than Qi Gaoming, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Jing'an City.

"Then, Director Qin, I'll go to the province to report another day, by the way, the matter of experts, I have to trouble Director Qin to help find it, the experts below us can't, let's transfer them from the province." Cui Jinshan said.

"Okay, protect the scene, by the way, what's the situation with that Ding Changlin?" asked Director Qin.

Cui Jinshan was very surprised, Ding Changlin just met with Director Qin, how could he ask him, but since the leader asked, it was not good not to answer, so he told Director Qin 1510.