On Thursday, the town meets.

The main leading cadres of all villages in Qiantan Town came, because there was a Vibrio infection in Ambergris Lake, Ao Muyang arranged for someone to go to the city overnight to buy oxygenators, sterilization effervescent tablets and other drugs, and he had to arrange work in the morning, so he came late.

When he and Ao Fugui arrived at the town government office building, the conference room was already very lively.

It is impossible not to be lively, Qiantan Town is a big town, with a total of more than 120 villages, which means that there are 245 people who come to the meeting!

The village cadres have a variety of postures, including college students and village officials sent down by the county and city governments, who have youthful faces and a high temperament; there are villagers who are elected by the villagers, most of whom are fishermen, with dark and rough skin, and bold manners; and there are also nouveau riche who have come to power by bribing villagers, and these people wear gold and silver, and have a big golden H hanging from their waists, and with their round belly, the H belt buckle is like a seal.

Many of these people don't know each other, so they form small groups, basically dogs looking for dogs, cats looking for cats, a group with a gold H belt around their waists, a group of college students, and a group of fishermen.

Before Lu Zhichao came, the village cadres greeted each other, and the town government arranged for five girls to serve tea and pour water, and send melon seeds, peanuts and fruit plates.

Now it's okay, the village cadres have eaten and drank, and they are foaming at the mouth, and someone is leading the cow past the gate of the town government, and a security guard waved his hand and said: "Is this a cow? Let's take a detour, there are a bunch of people bragging inside, be careful to blow up your cow!"

Because Ao Muyang came from the lake, he was wearing rain boots on his feet, and his body was wet with mud spots, like a mud leg.

But he is a superstar among the village cadres, and when he appeared at the door of the conference room, someone immediately shouted: "Hey, Brother Ao, you're here." ”

Ao Muyang turned his head to look, but he didn't know him, so he politely waved his hand and said hello and smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

was greeted by him like this, and the village cadres regarded it as an honor, and he said to the people around him in an indifferent tone: "Oh, this is Ao Muyang, the head of Longtou Village, who drank together some time ago. ”

These village cadres naturally know him, after all, he is now publicized as a star village chief by the city, and many village cadres have come to Longtou Village to learn from him.

When he entered, the conference room became more lively, and a crowd of people gathered around, and if the arms stretched out at him were raised, they looked like a grove.

Ao Muyang was surrounded in the middle, constantly greeting people and shaking hands with people, making him so busy that he was almost stunned:

"Hello Director Ao, long time no see, let's have a drink together at noon today. ”

"Hello, hello, yes, long time no see, we won't drink at noon if we have official business in the afternoon. ”

"Director Ao, I just want to ask you some questions, do you think I'll go to your village with you to talk in the afternoon?"

"You're welcome, don't ask for advice, come to me directly if you have something. ”

"Director Ao, let's take a selfie, I came to the village from the county to be influenced by your glorious deeds, and I must learn more from you. ”

"Learn from each other and make progress together. ”

“……”

Ao Muyang didn't expect him to be so popular, someone saluted him directly, and he panicked when he saw such a scene: I am a village chief, not a chief, what are you doing?

Ao Fugui was also very panicked, and some people greeted him as soon as they saw that the water blocking Ao Muyang's side was impassable.

Poor Ao Fugui didn't know anyone, he almost blew up his head just by writing down the names of these people.

In the crowd, another middle-aged man came to Ao Muyang, Ao Muyang habitually stretched out his hand and was ready to say that he had been looking up for a long time, but the middle-aged man pouted at him and said, "Isn't this Director Ao?" I thought everyone was watching a star, but Director Ao is also a star, haha, I often see him on TV." ”

Ao Muyang instinctively sensed that the other party was hostile to him, but he was not surprised, he was not RMB, how could he be liked by everyone?

The middle-aged man has a big belly, and the belt buckle on his belly is a palm-sized gold H, he probably wanted to say something when he carried the belt, but he was squeezed away.

In the noise, Ao Muyang could barely hear the middle-aged man shouting: "It's none of your business today, I'm the protagonist!"

It wasn't until Lu Zhichao and several other town leaders arrived that Ao Muyang was able to get out of the crowd, so someone still beckoned to him: "Director Ao come and sit." ”

Ao Muyang was sweating profusely: "You sit first, I have a bad stomach today, I'll go to the bathroom first." ”

When he came back from the toilet, the order of the conference room had been rectified by Lu Zhichao, so he lowered his head and found a random place to sit in the back, it was better to keep a low profile.

The theme of the meeting, which he was already familiar with, was to inherit the fishing culture and promote the fishing tradition, and the content was the same as what they discussed on Monday.

Ao Muyang could have stopped listening to the same things, but Lu Zhichao kept mentioning Longtou Village, so that people kept looking back at him, so he had to set an example: his eyes were forward-looking, his waist was straight, his fantasies were repeated, and he was wandering outside the world.

Lui Zhichao asked the villages to learn from Longtou Village, after all, in the past two or three years, Longtou Village has been holding activities such as the Xie Yang Ceremony, the Sea Opening Ceremony and the Dragon King Festival, and will also display some customs according to the traditions of fishermen during the New Year's holidays.

After an hour of discussion, Lui asked the village officials to brainstorm and work together to support the event, which benefited the fishermen of the town.

Ao Muyang grew up in a fishing village since he was a child, and there are many villages in the town, but the customs of each village are similar, so he understands everything they put forward, and he is not interested in listening to it, so he began to wander again.

He didn't know how long his mind wandered, and then his attention was called back by a shout: "...... Where did you find it? Could it be the Maritime Silk Road?"

"Yes, yes, this is a big discovery, last year the city also carried out a reconnaissance operation on the Maritime Silk Road. ”

"How's the scale? Old Yang, have you determined it yourself?"

Ao Muyang was stunned, what is the big guy discussing? Why are you so excited?

A fat man with a gold H logo on his waist stood up, and he said: "I can indeed be sure, you see that I also brought a piece of Hailao porcelain today, which should be a vase from the Ming Dynasty." ”

As he spoke, he took out a backpack from under the table, and as the backpack was carefully opened, a porcelain vase about forty centimeters long was revealed.

This porcelain vase is a beautiful goose-headed vase, slender and graceful, but the porcelain is not clear because there are many small conch and small barnacles distributed on the outside, and someone looks at it and exclaims: "it, it's disgusting, it's scary!"

"You have a phobia of intensity, don't you?" said someone else.

Most of the people in the conference room couldn't help but stand up, and many of them left their seats and walked to the fat village chief, vying to see the vase he had displayed.