When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Zhao Changfeng finally saw Sun Lao, who was walking down with a trekking pole in his hand, surrounded by seven or eight people, and the person headed by him was Zhu Guanghui, Secretary of the Party Committee of Daxi Town.

When Zhu Guanghui saw Zhao Changfeng, he hurriedly greeted him and greeted, "Mayor Zhao." ”

Zhao Changfeng had a good impression of the secretary of the town party committee who was in charge of the demolition project of the Haidong New Line, he nodded lightly, said "good", and walked straight to Sun Lao. Zhu Guanghui hurriedly leaned sideways against the cliff and got out of the way.

"Elder Sun." Zhao Changfeng walked up to Sun Lao and shouted respectfully.

Sun Lao's eyebrows furrowed, and he poked the bluestone slab with his trekking pole and snorted coldly: "How can you climb a mountain without making people stop?" ”

Zhao Changfeng still had a smile on his face, and said softly to Sun Lao: "Sun Lao, can you give me a chance to talk about my thoughts?" It only takes a few minutes of your time. I promise to leave it at this once and never bother you again. ”

Sun Lao looked at Zhao Changfeng with a sincere smile on his face, and his heart couldn't help but soften. This young man is really persistent, and he really looks a little like when he was young.

"You look for me so much, if I don't promise you, others will laugh at me for being an old man who doesn't understand people. Just as you said," Sun Lao looked at his watch and said, "Ten minutes." ”

"Thank you, Elder Sun." Zhao Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Sun Lao was willing to listen to him, then he would have a chance. He stepped forward and grabbed Sun Lao's arm and said, "Let's go to the big rock, you sit and listen to my report." ”

Sun Lao shook off Zhao Changfeng's hand and said, "Don't dare to work Mayor Zhao, my old man can still walk!" As he spoke, he walked to the boulder in front of him with trekking poles, and he walked like a fly, not at all like a man who was almost seventy years old.

Zhao Changfeng hurriedly followed quickly, his hand half extended, ready to support Sun Lao at any time.

Zhu Guanghui and Sun Lao's driver and a few other people wanted to follow, but Bao Xiaofei stopped on the mountain road, stretched out his arms across the air, and blocked these seven or eight people there. The boss wants to talk to Sun Lao, how can you people listen to it.

Sun Lao sat on the boulder and looked at Zhao Changfeng and didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand and pointed to his watch, meaning that time is limited, you have something to say quickly.

Zhao Changfeng didn't dare to waste time, and said as soon as he opened his mouth: "Old Sun, I still want to report to you about the problem of the new Haidong line. ”

Sun Lao waved his hand, still in the same tone as before: "I have retired, I am not in his position, I am not in politics, this matter has nothing to do with me, right?" If you want to report the problem of the new Haidong line, you should go to Director Jin of the Department of Transportation, or go to the provincial government to find Governor Liu. ”

"The new line of Haidong was approved by you at that time, so I think it is necessary to report to your old man." Zhao Changfeng said: "You have been surveying with the survey team these days, in fact, you should know better than me, compared with the new line of Haidong through Qingmeiling, the plan we reported in Haizhou City this time has huge advantages in terms of construction cost and construction period." At present, the new Haidong line has become an important factor restricting the economic development of Dongjiang County, and it must be completed as soon as possible. If the original construction plan is still adhered to, it will undoubtedly bring huge financial pressure to Haizhou City and Dongjiang County. ”

Old Sun's face sank like water, and he raised his eyes to look at the mountain peaks in front of him.

Zhao Changfeng said: "I know that Sun Lao is still worried about the development of his hometown Qingmeiling, and we have also made corresponding plans for this. If Mr. Sun can support the plan of Haidong New Line to modify the route reported by Haizhou City, we are also ready to build a new tertiary highway to connect Qingmeiling and Dongjiang County, so that even if there is no Haidong New Line passing through Qingmeiling, the people of Qingmeiling can still have a way out of poverty and a way to get rich. ”

After speaking, Zhao Changfeng looked at Sun Lao expectantly, for the sake of this new line in Haidong, Zhao Changfeng can be said to be unprecedentedly compromised, and he also stood in Sun Lao's perspective and proposed a solution.

Listening to Zhao Changfeng's words, Sun Lao's heart was also moved, if a third-level highway can really be built to connect Qingmeiling and Dongjiang County, although it is not as convenient as the new Haidong line, but at least it also allows the villagers of Daxi Town to get rid of the constraints of traffic conditions. However, Sun Lao's bow in front of him has been stretched too much, for the sake of this new line in Haidong, he even bothered his old face to beg Du Hongjun, and now let him take it back, what will Du Hongjun think? What do the old guys think? And what will these villagers think about Qingmeiling?

Thinking of this, Sun Lao's heart softened a little and hardened again, and he said coldly: "I still say the same thing, if you are not in his position, you don't seek politics, it's useless for you to find me in this matter, who should go to whom!" ”

"Old Sun......" Zhao Changfeng shouted.

Sun Lao glanced at his watch and said, "Do you have anything else to say?" If not, I'm going to go down. ”

The fire in Zhao Changfeng's heart suddenly rose. The reason why he compromised in front of Sun Jinping was nothing more than two, one was that he saw that Sun Jinping was old enough to be his grandfather, even if it was out of basic politeness to the elderly, he was required to be polite to Sun Jinping; Second, because of Sun Jinping's official reputation when he was an official, an old revolutionary who has been conscientious and self-denying all his life is worthy of his respect. But he didn't expect that after Sun Jinping retired, he was confused and unreasonable, which made Zhao Changfeng's long-suppressed dissatisfaction suddenly burst out.

These days, in fact, Zhao Changfeng has been preparing for the worst, that is, if Sun Jinping's work can't be done, then what should he do? Didn't you just swallow your anger and admit it like this! But if this is really the case, Zhao Changfeng can't help but ask himself a question, what is the point of him being this reluctant official?

When he was studying at the North China University of Finance and Economics, Zhao Changfeng had been vacillating in business and politics, and finally he chose to engage in politics for two reasons, one is that Huaxia is an official-based society, and he chose to develop from the official career, so he can not look at other people's faces in the future. Another starting point is that Zhao Changfeng also has some ideals and ambitions in his heart, and feels that a person cannot only live for himself in his life, but should also do something for this society and this country. In this sense, it is undoubtedly easier for a high-ranking official to realize Zhao Changfeng's ideals than a wealthy businessman. That's why Zhao Changfeng chose the path of politics when he was sitting on a wealth of tens of millions when he was in college.

After arriving at the officialdom, Zhao Changfeng realized that his original idea was indeed a little naïve. Officialdom is full of unspoken rules, restraining you all the time, polishing off your ambition to do something for the benefit of the country and the people little by little, until it is exhausted. Fortunately, Zhao Changfeng has never deviated from his original surname, although he has to give in to the unspoken rules many times, but the heart of being a man has not been lost, Zhao Changfeng always remembers his ideal, that is, to do more practical and good things for this society and the people.

But now, seeing that a road that is conducive to the economic development of Haizhou City and the people of Dongjiang County to get rid of poverty is being stirred up like this, it can't be repaired, and the reason is simply because this road has not passed through the hometown of the old governor.

***！ Lao Tzu just doesn't do this bird deputy mayor, and he must build this road. Zhao Changfeng was ruthless in his heart! How about how many vice governors do you Sun Jinping support? What about the support of Du Hongjun, Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee? What about the support of the old head of the capital? Can't Lao Tzu think of any other way to cross the sea and build this new line in Haidong? At that time, Du Hongjun will not let me be the deputy mayor of Haizhou City at most, what else can he do to me? I'll go to the idle yamen for a few years to sit on the cold bench for a few years, and when Du Hongjun retires, can Uncle Zhao ignore me? Can my sister-in-law in the capital ignore me? At most, the pace of progress is a little behind, anyway, I am a teenager, idle for two or three years, this time is still a waste!

Thinking of this, Zhao Changfeng sneered, looked at Sun Jinping and said: "Old Sun, I used to respect you very much, and I have always regarded you as my role model in my heart, but now I know that I was wrong." You're not qualified to be my role model at all! ”

"What?" Sun Jinping was about to walk with trekking poles, but when he heard Zhao Changfeng's words, he suddenly turned around, his face turned red, and he looked at Zhao Changfeng with wide eyes, "What did you say?" ”

"I said you don't have the right to be my role model at all." Zhao Changfeng had a hint of contempt in his eyes, "For the sake of a little profit in his hometown, he didn't care about the overall situation of Haizhou's economic construction at all, and insisted that the Haidong New Line pass through Qingmeiling, and he had been a revolution for decades, just such a little quality!" ”

"You ......" Sun Jinping was on his trekking poles, trembling all over, his white hair fluttering messily in the mountain wind, and it seemed that he could be blown down by the mountain wind at any time.

Zhao Changfeng didn't have any pity for the elderly in his heart, he continued to sneer: "I also said that I have retired, and I am not in his position and will not seek his own government, if this is really the case, then why do you want to go to Secretary Du of the Provincial Party Committee?" ”

Speaking of this, he didn't look at Sun Jinping, waved his hand, and said to Bao Xiaofei and Chen Xinren: "Let's go!" As he spoke, he strode past Sun Jinping and walked down the mountain.

Bao Xiaofei immediately followed quickly, and when he passed by Sun Jinping's side, he didn't look at Sun Jinping, who was flushed and trembling, and walked down.

However, when Chen Xinren passed by Sun Jinping's side, he whispered: "Old Sun, look at this, look at this matter, look at this matter......" made a very helpless gesture, and whispered to Sun Jinping: "Don't be angry, Mayor Zhao is also young." As he spoke, he chased after Zhao Changfeng, who was gradually moving away.

(To be continued)

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