Chapter 144: Fixing the Storm (1)

Liu Qicai, these people are forcing themselves to leave Banfang Town!

Feng Zhe didn't expect them to do things like this! They dared to do things like this!

Liu Qicai and the people he represents just don't want to be the deputy mayor of half a room, they just don't want to make themselves feel better!

Since they can do it, what can't they let go!

When I returned to the Banjianfang Town Water Conservancy Station from the cultural market last year, Feng Zhe and the old county magistrate Tun Yishan were playing chess at that time.

In other words, I am already like this, I have fallen below freezing, where can I be unlucky? How miserable can I be?

Feng Zhe's heart turned back and forth, but on the surface, he sat coldly, Liu Qicai and Liu still didn't speak, and after a while, Feng Zhe took a sip of water and said: "Two leaders, you didn't have such a statement just twenty minutes ago, but this meeting was suddenly appointed, and I really still have some brains that can't turn around." In the past few days, many townships and towns in the county have been holding people's meetings, and according to the usual practice, the leaders of the organization departments and the county should guide the election work in each township and township, and I am very touched that they can study the personnel transfer of my grassroots personnel in the midst of their busy schedules. ”

"It is said that the organization cares about me, and I should actively obey and respond and cooperate unconditionally, but I feel a little uncomfortable, and suddenly I feel dizzy, and I can't do it when I see what the leader said to report to the three o'clock, can I talk about it another day?"

"Please take a serious consideration of my request, oh, if the conversation is over, I want to take a break, after all, the body is the capital of the revolution, and the organization requires individuals to do their work, is it that individuals should take care of their bodies more in order to better complete the tasks assigned by the organization with useful bodies?"

Feng Zhe's words that sounded sincere but sarcastic and ridiculous made Liu still almost rush out You can go to report while taking medicine but he glanced at Liu Qicai who was squeezing his eyes, and this sentence was not said in the end - yes. Even if he said it himself, would Feng Zhe do what he said and do it?

What if Feng Zhe finds another reason to still shrink into half a room and not leave?

He's going to fight to the end!

- This kid is really slippery! What a stone in a pit!

Feng Zhe walked out of Liu Yi's office, and the sun in the sky was hiding behind the clouds at some point. All around is cloudy, the temperature is not high at this time, there is a sun on the body will feel panicked, without the sun will feel cold and swish, he returned to the old government compound. How can I feel so lonely, psychologically I feel that I am lonely like an old monster who has been imprisoned in a deep mountain pit for thousands of years, and I can't die, and I don't have any taste of life, so I hang by a thread.

Tun Yishan is not there, I don't know where he went, and he doesn't even have a person to talk to.

The wind was blowing strongly, Feng Zhe went back to the house and lay on the single bed, which was not strong in the first place, and recently made a creaking sound when he moved a little on it. It is completely comparable to the sound of men and women doing that thing on it, but there is no need to cultivate, it is not that Feng Zhe is lazy, but that cultivation is worthless.

When it came to men and women, Feng Zhe thought of Chai Kejing. Chai Kejing is her girlfriend, but is it necessary to tell her what happened today? She is like a deep valley orchid, and like the stars and moon in the sky, in the face of all kinds of filth in the county below, what ideas can she come up with for herself, and what can she help herself?

Something that happened to me. How many can she participate?

Besides, can a qiē still be in time?

"There are too many people to rely on, and everything depends on oneself. ”

"It's not that the road is uneven. It's not on your own. ”

These words are often slogans to motivate themselves, but some words are easy to say, but it is difficult to do, and when it is really a desperate moment, what is the use of just shouting slogans?

A piece of the roof peeled off, and there was a gray patch there. Feng Zhe stared at it for a long time, only to see that there was a spider that had already set up camp there, and was tenaciously carrying out residence activities, because this spider was very small, it spit very finely, and it was really a little impossible to see its movement if you didn't look carefully, the light in the house flickered with the drift of time, and the little spider finally successfully built a web and rested in the middle of the inconspicuous web.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and Hu Hongwei's voice came out of it after connecting: "Leader, congratulations! I got the news, you have been elected as the deputy mayor of our town!"

Hu Hongwei's voice was full of excitement, Feng Zhe snorted, and Hu Hongwei said again: "Liu Qicai has left, he was supposed to speak at the end of the people's conference, but he didn't, haha, this old guy went back to see how to explain to Chen Feiqing!"

Hu Hongwei was very happy, he spoke loudly, Feng Zhe hadn't answered yet, someone outside was shouting: "Director Feng-Director Feng!"

Feng Zhe got up and went out, and saw that it was a clerk in the town, and when this person saw Feng Zhe, he said: "Secretary Liu said that the transfer appointment given to you by the county has arrived, please go to the town." ”

"Hurry up, there's also a call from the Land Bureau, waiting for you. ”

Feng Zhe suddenly laughed a little, he held his mobile phone in his hand and looked at the clerk who came to inform him silently, which made this person feel inexplicable, and looked at himself suspiciously There was nothing worth noting, and he threw a sentence of "I notified you, you go quickly" and left.

Hu Hongwei heard the conversation just now from the microphone, and when Feng Zhe put his mobile phone into his ear again, he shouted: "their eight-generation ancestors! There is still such a thing in the world! Then are you going to work in the county land bureau or be the deputy mayor of the town?"

"Isn't that embarrassing?"

"He's a dam, or you won't do it, and doing business with me is not more profitable than doing it for you!

Feng Zhe didn't know how to answer Hu Hongwei's words. I don't know if there are other places in Lingnan that have happened to me like this, maybe there is, maybe not, the world is so vast and vast, and there are countless strange things, but what I encountered did make many people feel incredible, so they had mixed feelings.

If I don't go to the Land Bureau to report, it will be tantamount to going against the organizational intentions of the county party committee and the county government, but if I go to the Land Bureau to report. So is he, the deputy mayor elected by the deputies of the People's Congress of Banfang, betraying the people's expectations of himself?

Is it the intention of the organization that matters, or is the will of the people in the lead?

What happened to Feng Zhe was quickly spread by the whole town, and even Meishan County was talking about this figure who was in a dilemma like a mouse in a bellows.

The weather is like a child's face. It was unpredictable, it was sunny until noon, and in the evening a spring rain finally fell, and it became heavier and heavier, and the raindrops dripping on the eaves soon became a trickle. Falling down and splashing on the steps in front of the door, the stone steps were polished out of a thin or wide stone trough by dripping water because of age, and the rain up and down handed over, making a dingdong sound, the spring rain is as expensive as oil, in the past, the sound was like a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate, but now it is like a sonorous and monotonous cymbal gong that makes people feel bored.

But the rain did not stop at all, and the waterhole in the courtyard finally formed, and countless blisters were rising and bursting, just as the hope that had been flooded again and again was finally shattered.

What should I do? Will I really quit the industry?

I've worked hard. But the result received is like this, he once told Yang Ling that life is like, obviously sometimes he has worked hard, but what comes out is a fart, but who can tell himself why this qiē is?

Why is it always like trekking through the dark of night?

Why can't you always see the lights that light up the maze ahead?

Where is the hope in life?

The breakthrough out of the predicament, in the end, where?

The night rain is miserable.

Outside the curtain, the rain was murmuring.

There was a thunderous roar in the sky, a violent explosion shook the glass on the windows, the chickens that had fallen asleep on the shelves in the backyard fluttered their wings, and a few roosters even began to cry restlessly. But it was only midnight.

I don't know who shouted and cursed in the room.,It seems to be saying to blow up your mother.,If you don't let people sleep.,It can be seen that sometimes people's wishes are so simple.。 I just want to get a good night's sleep, but this idea has become a luxury for Feng Zhe tonight.

Can't sleep.

How can you fall asleep?

The past is mixed up in my mind, and the things I have experienced and the characters are emerging in a trance in front of me one by one, and I already feel very tired, but. I just can't sleep.

Tonight, in this mottled old house in Banjianfang Town, Meishan County, Wuling City, Lingnan, Feng Zhe had insomnia all night.

It's dawning, the rain is still falling, I don't know when I am asleep, I can't hear people moving on the street, did I fall asleep last night or not?

Feng Zhe was stunned on the bed, he didn't want to get up, he seemed to wake up from sleep, his mobile phone rang, he didn't want to answer it, but he finally picked it up, but when he looked at the caller number, his mind immediately cleared up.

"Hello......" Feng Zhe took the initiative to greet him, and his voice continued.

"Xiao Feng, come to the province, I'm in room 1046 of Zhizhen. ”

It was Qiu Zhangqing who called.

It's been a year, it's been a whole year, Qiu Zhangqing hasn't called Feng Zhe this year, she just replied to Feng Zhe's text message greeting the New Year during the Spring Festival, but this time, when the spring rain is continuous, she took the initiative to call Feng Zhe.

At this time, it was almost twelve o'clock in the afternoon!

Feng Zhe got up to freshen up, he didn't feel hungry, he looked at it, and was about to go out, only then did he remember that every night Chai Kejing would call or text himself to say good night, but last night there was none.

Qiu Zhangqing asked Feng Zhe to go to the province to see her, Feng Zhe immediately left, took the train to the province It was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and then took a taxi to the Zhizhen Hotel.

The rain in the provincial capital is much lighter than in Meishan, and after getting out of the car, Feng Zhe stood at the door of the hotel lobby, and said in his heart that he used to call Qiu Zhangqing the county magistrate, and this will, when he saw her, what should he call it?

"Big sister?" It's too intimate, it's not okay.

"Leader?" is too distant to be.

"Sister Qiu?"

Forget it, people are already here anyway, let's talk about it when we get to her.

Feng Zhe stepped into the door of the Zhizhen Hotel for the third time, and guessed in his heart, I don't know what happened to Qiu Zhangqing calling himself? )