Chapter 223 Lost (Change)
700,000, seven people, except for themselves, don't care about 100,000 huge sums of money.
And Yan Songjie is face changed drastically, and he asked Han Zhizhi fearfully when the new blue hundred pieces would be released.
Visually inspecting the relationship between Han Zhizhi and Yan Songjie is extraordinary, what are the old rules, serial coins, Han Zhizhi asked Yan Songjie with an attitude of inquiry.
Dai Pingping's information is very useful, and Secretary Dai Xibao is stored in his heart.
"Liar, big liar!" Secretary Chen Xiaopeng was furious, and at noon the next day, he used cucumbers that had fallen from fresh bamboo, and Secretary Dai obviously didn't like to eat them.
"Secretary Dai! Yan Houping is not honest!" Secretary Chen Xiaopeng complained to Secretary Dai, thinking that he had the secret book in hand, and I had it in the world, but it turned out to be otherwise.
"Hehe! You didn't listen to it yesterday. Secretary Dai Zhibao smiled lovely, and Han Zhizhi also secretly confessed that he could go to Baima Jile Temple to eat fast in the future, and he was guaranteed to still have a hometown taste.
Kek Lok Temple was built in White Horse Village, which was once the legendary place of Yan Huai's prodigy.
The opening of Jile Temple is auspicious, all of which are purely his own people, Yan Songjie did not dare to mention a word in his parents and parents, for fear of being beaten by mixed doubles.
Director Hou is coming, and Yan Songjie can't help but give face.
"You put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Director Hou stared at the bald head and teased Yan Songjie: "You are a fake host, this is a painted ring scar."
"I have a certificate!" Yan Songjie issued a color copy to prove it. "I need Director Hou to do me a little favor!"
"I'm just saying, it's okay to call me over. Director Hou was angry, and looked unexpected: "Say it! Don't go back to the rules."
"Look at my Jile Temple, it's empty, and I have to find some support for popularity. "Yan Songjie is accustomed to the era of no care and no opening in 2017, medical care and real estate trust.
"To!" Director Hou was puzzled by the new term, dazed.
"Director Hou, please see, the posture of the Vedic Bodhisattva of our Jile Temple, with his hands folded and holding the pestle horizontally, means that the Jile Temple is a large-scale temple in the jungle of the ten directions, and the monks who can be entertained here can eat and live for free. Yan Songjie's request was different: "Jile Temple entertains people to eat and drink for free, and Director Hou asks your public security bureau staff and even your family members to eat and drink." ”
"Kek Lok Temple is a temple, and I eat fasting rice. No one in the Public Security Bureau likes to eat vegetarian food, I'm afraid it's difficult. Director Hou Liang went straight to the point and said his own ideas.
"Rest assured that there is meat, pork belly, chicken, duck, fish, and cattle are all alive. Yan Songjie asked Director Hou Liang to take a look at the big canteen.
"I said you are a fake monk, how can a real monk eat meat. Director Hou pointed to the thousands of catties of pork belly fat in the kitchen, against Yan Songjie's head, the evidence is ironclad, and the evidence is conclusive.
"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. Cultivating Buddha is cultivating the heart!" Yan Songjie talked nonsense in a serious way, fooling Director Hou: "Monk Jigong said drops."
"If it's not too far away, you can eat lunch and dinner here at night, and you can eat as you go. "Yan Songjie is according to the 2017 fast food standard, burned and kept warm.
Hou Liang had never seen this meeting, and thought that he was moved by the burning of his own people: "Thank you! It's so polite, it's really free to eat and drink, and the public security bureau has a lot of people, plus family members have doubled several times."
"The more the better, thank you Director Hou, this is to eat every day, don't let me pigeon." Yan Songjie told me a thousand times.
"Send something to bribe you. Yan Songjie took out a bunch of obsolete walkie-talkies and demonstrated how to use them with Director Hou: "You should be able to use them, especially when you go out on patrol to keep communication normal." ”
The water from the release pond of Kek Lok Temple is taken from the Liuhe Lingyan Spring, and it is transported every day to raise some fish and shrimp.
Entering the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Yan Songjie uses an infrared induction sound and light system. Hou Liang's progress in the Daxiong Treasure Hall was detected by infrared rays, and countless thirteen-grade golden lotuses poured out of the void of the hall, and the golden light around the Buddha's golden body skyrocketed.
Hou Liang doesn't believe in immortals, and he won't kowtow to worship Buddha.
Yan Songjie incarnated as a high-ranking monk, and was extremely pious to invite Hou Liang with three pillars of incense symbolizing Buddha, Dharma and Sangha.
Out of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, this trust is not worried about not coming, Hou Liang started but the heart of the Bajie host did not let him.
Zhu Jiang Zhenzheng mayor, Yan Houping's first day in office, Zhu Jiang Town immediately happened an earth-shattering event.
There was a wave of queuing at the bank to withdraw money, and people were frantically rushing to buy daily necessities. There is no war, and the rush to buy daily necessities is a big deal, which alarms the leadership of the county government.
What is the situation, they all go to the bank to withdraw money and grab shopping materials, so that prices will soar by more than 20% in a day, forming a vicious circle. It has risen so much in just one day, which makes the county government leadership team big.
We must hold a meeting to study, and if we let it go on, we will make a big mess.
Many factory workers also do not go to work, and some students are not allowed to go to class, so they all rush to buy and queue up, and everywhere is overcrowded, like locusts.
"Do ideological work, move with affection, know with reason, let the people not panic, and limit the price of daily necessities. Secretary Dai Xibao's voice did not fall.
"Secretary Dai! It's useless to limit the price, the daily necessities in the county have been swept away, and if you want to sell at a higher price, you have to have inventory. The county magistrate Ye Jianong looked lost, and the overall situation was decided: "Tomorrow, what will I do tomorrow." Let the public security bureau cooperate to prevent the people's emotions from being too agitated and friction from causing riots. ”
"Our public security system fully cooperates, but we have to solve the problem of daily necessities as soon as possible, and I am afraid that it will change over time. "Director Hou Liang is worried, this burden is very heavy, and it is not easy to work. The Public Security Bureau is not afraid of running out of daily necessities, so there is no need to worry about free food and drink at Kek Lok Temple, yes! Let the people go to Kek Lok Temple to eat and drink for free, and the problem will not be solved.
There is no contradiction and no conflict, just make a phone call and ask the host of Bajie. took out Xiao Ningtong, but did not pull out the number, the people of the county, how many people, the idea is really ridiculous.
The leadership of the county government is also not a businessman, and can only ensure a constant supply of rice and oil, and nothing else can be done.
"Three-point strategy, laugh and talk about the mountains!" Xiao Ningtong rang out from Yan Houping's body, and he pressed Xiao Ningtong off in a panic.
At this venue, everyone was looking at Yan Houping, and it was rare to see what this small box was.
"I went to the bathroom. couldn't stand the gaze of the audience, Yan Houping borrowed urine to escape.
"Tomorrow! The price of daily necessities will remain the same as today's price, and there will never be a shortage of supplies. Yan Houping, who put down Xiao Ningtong and returned to the meeting, took the initiative to speak.
"Ha! Ha!" The hall laughed and ridiculed sarcastically: "Who are you and you?" Secretary Dai Qibao and County Magistrate Ye Jianong both had sad faces and were caught off guard. ”
"Mayor Yan, this matter is not a child's play, take it seriously!" Secretary Dai Zhibao knew that Yan Houping had a goddaughter to stand up, and there might be hope.
"I'll ask my godson again, don't, don't hear me wrong, just~" Yan Houping couldn't help but shake his faith, although his godson Zhao Deping was magical, he couldn't predict the prophet, how many people did the county get, and he could not imagine how much money he would get to carry the entire county with the strength of one person?
"Godson, it's not Han Zhizhi who made a move. "Secretary Dai Zhibao's voice is mixed with loss, can his godson surpass Han Zhizhi's assets?