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Yang Luo and Wang Yujia walked slowly on the road, and no one was talking. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) There were gradually pedestrians on the road, men and women, young and old, all dressed in rags and with withered faces.

"Alas!" Yang Luo sighed, "Let's go back." ”

"Good!" Wang Yujia agreed, and the two walked back.

"Xiao Wang, do we have any township enterprises or private enterprises in our town?"

Wang Yujia said softly: "There is one, which is a quarry jointly opened by the town and private individuals. The town contributed 300,000 yuan, accounting for 30 percent of the shares, and the other two shareholders, one contributed 200,000 yuan and the other contributed 500,000 yuan, with a total registered capital of 1 million. However, the quarry has been in existence for four years and has been losing money every year. ”

Yang Luo stopped and frowned tightly: "You mean that you have lost money for four consecutive years and have never made a profit?" ”

Wang Yujia hesitated for a moment: "I also heard this, but I don't know the specific situation." ”

Yang Luo nodded and continued to walk forward. The two of them saw from a distance that there were more than a dozen people standing outside the gate of the town government.

Wang Yujia said a little nervously: "It can't be that they are here again." ”

Yang Luo asked strangely, "What's the matter?" ”

Wang Yujia pointed to a group of people at the gate and said, "Petitioner." ”

The corners of Yang Luo's mouth twitched, and he had the urge to laugh. On his first day in office, he encountered the legendary petition, which was interesting.

"Let's take a look." After saying that, he strode over.

When he came closer, he saw Qiao Yonghui standing at the gate talking bitterly.

The youngest of the dozen or so people were in their forties, and the oldest was full of white hair, and his body was slightly restrained. Everyone's clothes were patched and patched, and the shoes on their feet were covered with mud and water. They were eating cold corn tortillas in their hands, apparently they had arrived overnight and had not yet eaten breakfast.

"We're not going to tell you, we're going to see the new secretary." A middle-aged man shouted.

Qiao Yonghui said: "Folks, the secretary is really not here, you will be here after a while." ”

"We don't believe your words, hurry up and let us in, if the secretary is really not there, we will wait for him to come back."

Yang Luo stood behind and listened for a long time, and he didn't know why these people came: "What's the matter?" ”

Qiao Yonghui saw Yang Luo and snapped his eyes, meaning to let him leave quickly.

Yang Luo shook his head slightly and shouted: "Fellow, I am the new secretary, my name is Yang Luo, tell me something." ”

A group of people looked at Yang Luo, who was dressed in old camouflage, with doubts and disbelief in their eyes. In their psychology, the secretary of the town party committee, what a big official that is, how could he wear such torn clothes. Although there are no patches, they are not much stronger than them.

Qiao Yonghui sighed: "Fellow villagers, this is the new Secretary Yang, what is the situation, you can react with him." ”

Hearing Qiao Yonghui say this, these people all believed it, and an old man in his sixties standing in front of Yang Luo hurriedly took a bite of the cornmeal cake in his hand, then took out a piece of paper in his pocket and wrapped it, and carefully put it in his pocket.

"Secretary Yang ......"

Yang Luo interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow villagers, you arrived here overnight, haven't you had breakfast yet?" ”

No one spoke, and they all looked at Yang Luo in a daze, not knowing what he meant by these words.

Yang Luo's throat was a little tight, he glanced back at the small restaurant opposite, and then said: "People are iron rice and steel, you are traveling overnight, and it is so cold, eating corn tortillas in the morning is not good for the stomach." I'll invite you to the restaurant to eat, and I'll talk about it when you're full. ”

No one moved, Yang Luo gave Wang Yujia a look, the little girl nodded smartly, turned around and ran towards the small restaurant opposite.

Yang Luo stretched out his hand to support the old man and said, "This meal is my private pocket to invite you, and it will not cost the government a penny." And I promise here that every penny of the government will be used on each of you in the future, and if anyone dares to eat and drink extravagantly and wastefully, I will definitely deal with it strictly and will not tolerate it. ”

As soon as Yang Luo's voice fell, Qiao Yonghui felt an invisible pressure rushing towards him. This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, even when facing the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor, he does not have this feeling.

Standing there, he watched Yang Luo help the old man walk to the small restaurant in a daze, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. What did this young secretary do before, why is it so terrifying.

Seeing Yang Luo and more than a dozen fellow villagers enter the hotel, Qiao Yonghui was stunned for a while, gritted his teeth and chased after him. None of the cadres who are mixed at the grassroots level are stupid. Last night, he was still thinking that he must follow Mayor Luo closely. Now that he has changed his mind, perhaps following this secretary with a mysterious origin is the right choice.

Just as Qiao Yonghui walked into the hotel, a middle-aged man in his forties, with dark skin, not tall, and a thin figure walked out in the dark not far away, looked at the hotel and sneered. Then he walked quickly into the town government and entered the office of deputy mayor Wang Dezhi. ”

Wang Dezhi was standing at the window looking at what was happening outside, when he heard the door ringing, he turned around, and was startled when he saw the middle-aged man, and hurriedly said, "Mayor Luo, why are you here?" ”

Luo Jinrong smiled gloomily and said softly: "There is a good show going on, how can I not come." ”

Wang Derong was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed slightly: "Those people ......"

Luo Jinrong waved his hand to interrupt him: "Yes! I released the news, so I didn't make any trouble for him, and I thought I Luo Jinrong was a bully. ”

Wang Derong took out a cigarette and handed it to Luo Jinrong, then took out another one himself and lit it for Luo Jinrong first.

"Mayor Mare! Your trick did give him a disadvantage, but now it seems that that kid has a very good set. ”

"Bullshit!" Luo Jinrong scolded fiercely, "Damn! Now there is not a penny in the town, and I will see how he solves it. ”

Wang Derong lit the cigarette, organized a language and said softly: "Mayor of the town, I think it, that kid is here to gild, what kind of poverty alleviation cadre, it sounds good, stay here for a year and a half and leave, there is no need for us to get too stiff with him." ”

"Damn, it's hard for Lao Tzu to get Wang Yunkang's old guy away, I deserve to make him a wedding dress in the end, how can I swallow this breath." After speaking, he took a puff of cigarette and continued in a gloomy manner: "I wasn't there last night, that kid didn't say anything, right?" ”

Wang Derong smiled: "No, I heard that you are sick, and I plan to see you today, this kid is quite good at things." However, no matter what he said, he is also a secretary, you better meet him, it's not a way to hide like this, don't you have to meet sooner or later? ”

"See, he's a bit old, and he's climbed on my head...... I have already asked Secretary Li Zuoqun for leave to go to Nanning to see a doctor, and I will dry him for a month first. Also, what did he say when he had a meeting yesterday? ”

Wang Derong said the content of last night's meeting, Luo Jinrong smiled, his eyes rolled for a while: "This kid really has two hits, but this is our territory, Lao Tzu disagrees, how can it be so easy to invest here." ”

Wang Derong frowned, Luo Jinrong actually wanted to make the investment yellow for his own selfish interests, even if he didn't drown in the spittle of the people and poke his backbone, he had to poke them off a layer of skin. But what kind of character Luo Jinrong is, he knows very well that he is a hooligan, ruthless, he can do whatever he wants, he is used to being domineering, if he wants to stop it, he has to be scolded.

Especially with the secretary of the county party committee to support him, in Dahua Town, one acre and three points of land, Luo Jinrong is a soil emperor, and he is one and the same. The reason why he unswervingly followed Luo Jinrong was because the secretary of the county party committee supported Luo Jinrong. Since Luo Jinrong can squeeze the previous secretary away, this new secretary can't last long. The position of the secretary of the town party committee is not his Luo Jinrong's.

But now the investment thing is absolutely not to let Luo Jinrong mess up: "Mayor Town! Not only can you not stop the investment, but you have to support it, and you have to support it without sparing any effort. ”

Luo Jinrong's face sank: "What do you mean?" ”

Wang Derong smiled slightly, took a puff of cigarette and said softly: "Think about it, if you mess up the investment matter, can the leaders of the county and city be happy?" I think even Secretary Li won't be satisfied with you. If you wait for that kid to arrange the investment and sign the contract, you are trying to find a way to get him away, and this great achievement is all yours. ”

Luo Jinrong's face was happy, and he patted Wang Derong on the shoulder and said, "Yes, yes, or Derong is thoughtful." Don't worry, as long as I go up, the position of secretary is yours. After speaking, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, "I have to go, you keep an eye on it here, if that kid makes any moves, you can call me at any time." ”

Wang Derong nodded in agreement and personally sent Luo Jinrong out.

Wu Qianghui stood by the window and looked outside, and saw Luo Jinrong driving away the only jeep in the town with the driver, and smiled coldly.

"Luo Jinrong, Luo Jinrong, I see that you can still jump for a few days."

And Zhong Zhixin was also standing by the window, seeing Luo Jinrong leaving, he slowly walked to the chair and sat down, bowed his head and pondered for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the small restaurant, Yang Luo was beckoning more than a dozen fellows to eat, and it was only more than ten minutes, and those fellows all put down their chopsticks and looked at Yang Luo without blinking.

Yang Luo looked at the plate and asked, "Are you full?" ”

The old man said, "I'm full." ”

Yang Luo found a chair and sat down, his eyes swept over each face, and more than a dozen fellows lowered their heads in fear, and the atmosphere became a little tense.

Yang Luo said gently: "I know you must have grievances, say it, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you." ”

No one spoke, Qiao Yonghui glared and shouted: "Eat and eat, drink and drink, Secretary Yang asked you to say, you will ......"

Yang Luo turned his head abruptly and shouted, "You shut up for me." ”

Qiao Yonghui was so frightened that he hurriedly shut his mouth.

Yang Luo took out the cigarettes, stood up and divided one for each person, lit them one by one, and then said with a smile: "Say it!" Don't be afraid. ”

Yang Luo was so easy-going, which made those fellow villagers breathe a sigh of relief, and a middle-aged man said boldly: "We are from Baixiu Village, four years ago, the town opened a quarry in our place and expropriated our land, but until now we have not received a penny of compensation. When we came to the town, no one cared about it, and when we went to the county, no one cared about it, and then we went to the city to make trouble, and the city finally got ready to take care of it, and discussed with the owner of the quarry and let us go to the quarry to work. The compensation will be paid to us in monthly installments, and the wages will be calculated separately. We can think about it, not only can we get the compensation money back, but also earn some pocket money. But after four years, we still haven't received a cent of compensation, not even a cent of wages. ”

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