Chapter 984: I want to meet him

Zhong Han swallowed the cornmeal wowo with difficulty and asked, "Uncle, the white flour steamed buns are for the little grandson, right?" You can't just eat this nest of nests, is there not enough food at home? ”

"No, no, I, I'm used to it, it's much stronger than five or eight years." The old uncle had a satisfied expression on his face, but this expression made everyone's hearts heavy.

Zhong Han turned his face, looked at Lian Yundong and said: "What's the use of memorizing those numbers, do you know that these problems exist, if you don't know, it means that your work has not been done yet, if you know and don't find a way to solve it, this is a dereliction of duty, anyone can talk about it, empty talk will mislead the country, and work hard to prosper the country, this is a wise saying, and it is also the truth, everywhere." Zhong Han's face was very ugly, but Feng Dapeng's face was even more ugly.

Coming out of the old uncle's house, Zhong Han had no interest in watching it any further, he knew that in this meeting, the village cadres must have arranged all the next families, and he could no longer see what he wanted to see.

"What's next?" Zhong Han asked, although his tone was much lighter, but everyone's hearts were extremely heavy, everyone knew that this county magistrate was not easy to mess with, and it was not easy to fool.

"County Magistrate Zhong, since you have come to Lishuyuan Village, why don't you go to the mountains to see the 10,000 acres of pear tree orchards, it just so happens that experts from Beijing have also come to guide fruit farmers to build fruit trees, and the county magistrate has also given us some guidance." Lian Yundong saw that everyone didn't want to touch this mold anymore, so he stood up and said, such a statement made Chang Xiaochun, director of the government office, admire, and thought to himself, this kid is not ordinarily thick-skinned.

"Experts in Beijing? You're not fooling me. Zhong Han said unceremoniously, which made Lian Yundong a little unable to get off the stage, thinking, when have I fooled you, even if we know each other, you can't be so faceless.

"County Magistrate Zhong, the conscience of heaven and earth, when did I dare to fool the leader, I am really an expert in Beijing, from the Beijing Academy of Agricultural Sciences." Lian Yundong called Qu Dao.

After walking for a while, I saw a gray-haired old professor in the cold wind while cutting off the branches and forks with scissors, while explaining to the old farmers in the circle around, and from time to time to say something to the two young people next to him, at this time Lian Yundong glanced back at Liu Xiangli and motioned for her to come over and introduce.

Lian Yundong walked for several days, to be honest, except for that Dr. Yang, this old expert and another girl, he didn't know him at all, and people didn't necessarily know him, so he hurriedly asked Liu Xiangli to come over and introduce him.

"Professor Dong, Professor Dong, excuse me, our county magistrate heard that you are here to guide the villagers in managing the fruit trees, so I came to see you." Liu Xiangli stepped forward and said.

Dong Kang is a little old man, thin, slender, sometimes Lian Yundong really suspects that his height is for pruning fruit trees, he is a full 1.85 meters tall, and he looks very much like Ma Sanli.

"Hello Professor Dong, I'm Zhong Han, it's really such a cold day, thank you." Zhong Han showed a very respectful look, for any person, for people who respect themselves, they are basically embarrassed to be too arrogant, although Dong Kang is from Beijing, but the basic human feelings of this old man understand very well, especially he wants to build a Chinese pear research base in this pear tree garden village in Haiyang County, maybe he has to let the county master allocate some money, so he hurriedly put down the scissors in his hand, took off his gloves, stretched out his calloused hand and shook Zhong Han.

Although belonging to different industries, intellectuals can always quickly find a common topic between the two sides, and after a while, Zhong Han listened to Dong Kangzheng explain how to cultivate the pear trees in Lishuyuan Village into what varieties and how they will be in the future, which makes even Yundong feel that the most fooling person here today is not someone else, it is this Professor Dong Kangzheng.

Lian Yundong saw that if he continued to talk like this, he couldn't finish talking until dark, so he pulled Liu Xiangli and motioned to her to take a chance to remind Dong Kangzheng and let him stop in moderation, the county magistrate still has other places to see, if it goes on like this, he has to live here tonight.

"What's going on with this expert?" Feng Dapeng paced to Lian Yundong's side and asked.

"I have reported, you have not heard it, hehe, no wonder people say that the ears of the leaders are selective to listen to the report, I remember that I was to apply for some money to build a small courtyard for these experts in Beijing, as their accommodation and research base, but you ignored me, until now people are still crowded in the village committee, the village committee is about to become a laboratory." Lian Yundong took the opportunity to take Feng Dapeng's army, and in Beishan Town, probably only Lian Yundong dared to say that.

Almost everyone felt that the difference between the county magistrate of Zhonghan and Secretary Zheng Shutang was obvious, but only in people's hearts, no one would be stupid enough to say it.

Moreover, compared to Zheng Shutang, Zhong Han paid far more attention to other things than to the road, and had a simple meal at the house of Liu San, the director of public security, at noon, and after hurriedly going to the construction site in the afternoon to take a look, Zhong Han was sent back to Beishan Town by Lian Yundong.

After discussing with Feng Dapeng, the road repair project in Lishuyuan Village was completely stopped, since the county wants to fund the construction of this road, then there is no need to waste all the energy on that road now, because the county has already sent a survey team to carry out a full survey and design of the entire road.

If Lishuyuan Village repairs it by itself, it must only be built by the mountain, but it is different if the county wants to repair it, and the design will take the bend and straighten, the road that should be repaired, and the bridge that should be built will definitely reduce a lot of mileage.

The specific investment of this road has not yet been determined, but the days pass day by day, and it is the month of Layue in a blink of an eye, at this time basically everything has to be arranged around the New Year, and it is the same for each unit, to collect the annual gift from the subordinates, and to contribute the annual gift to the superiors, which is the proper meaning of the question.

Beishan Town Construction Company is a collective enterprise, the whole enterprise of about 50 people, young and old, these people are eating finance, and the finance does not have that much money to support this group of people, but this is strange, these people just don't go, two or three hundred yuan a month also do, two or three hundred yuan in this materialistic flow, prices are flying in the era of what can be done, the end of the year is coming again, the general manager of the company Jin Shuwen sat at the desk, pulling his hair one by one, and across the table is the employee representatives, waiting to come to the door to ask for money for the New Year.

"Manager Jin, if you don't pay this penny, I'm afraid you won't be able to get through this year, how much will you have to send a little, I'm holding it up, otherwise these people would have gone to the county to petition a long time ago, and it won't look good at that time." The bald old Li took a puff of his cigarette, pressed the butt of the cigarette into the ashtray, and said viciously.

"Lao Li, don't force me here, whatever, you can go wherever you like to petition, but in the future, if you are arrested and sent to labor camp, don't let me lead you, you tell me, these big men, what are you doing badly, but relying on this money to live, I am ashamed of your old ladies."

"Hehe, Manager Jin, that's the old lady's business, we can't take care of it, we want a salary, this company is still there, and it's not bankrupt, so even if you don't have a job, you have to pay a salary." The bald old Li didn't buy his account at all.

"It's just that we have to eat, and if we don't pay the money, we'll go to petition." The others shouted, and there was a burst of shouting, which made Jin Shuwen so much that his brain hurt.

"Okay, okay, you wait for me, I'll go to Mayor Wang and Secretary Feng to see if I can borrow some money and send you money to buy meat dumplings, okay, the ugly words are in front, if I go, it's still okay, don't come to me to ask for money in the future, just ask the government for it, how about it?"

The bald old Li looked at each other, and no one agreed. Jin Shuwen didn't care about the others, and went out directly to the town government.

"You ask me for money, who am I going to ask for money, you are an enterprise, you don't say that you want to find a way to contract more projects, just thinking about eating this little money financially, how can it be enough for you to eat, this is the end of the year, these five guarantee households in the town, the money for eating subsistence allowance has not yet been settled, where can I go to Gree to make up this money." Feng Dapeng said while smoking a cigarette that this construction company was set up by Tian Hongliang's predecessor, in fact, it was to arrange some relatives and friends of the leaders, and now there are more and more people, and the town can't take out the money to support these people.

"Secretary Feng, you can't ignore it, if these people really go to petition, the face of our Beishan Town will not look good at that time."

"Hehe, Lao Jin, don't threaten me, you want to petition, go, the old secretary who appointed you as the general manager is now in charge of the money, isn't it right for you to give it to him." Feng Dapeng almost laughed angrily.

Tian Hongliang's predecessor is Gu Zhengfeng, and now he is the director of the Finance Bureau of Haiyang County, in charge of the county's money, Feng Dapeng's words are a bit ruthless, this is also a matter of no way, this guy doesn't give face at all, when it comes to the New Year, every unit in the county wants money, in the morning, Feng Dapeng just went to the Finance Bureau to ask for last year's poverty alleviation funds, but I don't know which leader misappropriated the money for other uses, which made Feng Dapeng, who originally wanted to embezzle the money to spend the New Year, had nothing to move, and Gu Zhengfeng spoke very hard, There is no mention of comradeship at all.

"Secretary Feng, I heard that the county is going to build a road from Beishan Town to National Highway 220, can our construction company contract a section of the road." Seeing that there was no hope for money, Jin Shuwen retreated and wanted to contract some projects, so that the company could also live.

"There is such a thing, but now it has been demonstrated, and the money has not yet been settled, Lao Jin, far water can't quench the thirst of the near, you still want to think about where to borrow money for the New Year."

"I know, Secretary Feng, no matter how you say that our construction company is also an enterprise in our town, take care of what you can take care of, in case this enterprise is yellow, this is not a person's business, these people are connected to the leaders of the county, to put it mildly, if any person goes up to shout a few words, it must not affect your image in the heart of the leader." Jin Shuwen spoke with a needle hidden in his mouth, and the threat was overflowing.

"Old Jin, you threaten me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'm just saying that there are a lot of people, in case someone who doesn't know anything to say it, isn't it not good-looking."

In this world, a human tragicomedy is being staged all the time, when Jin Shuwen was bargaining for the wages of employees at the end of the year in Feng Dapeng's office, Lian Yundong was galloping on the way to Baizhou City.

Last night, in the ward of Baizhou Central Hospital, Fu Xinying held her daughter Miao Miao's hand, stood in front of the bed, and watched her husband Miao Mingfang, who was wearing an oxygen mask, breathing hard.

Miao Mingfang opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw Fu Xinying and his daughter Miao Miao in front of the bed, he moved his lips, Fu Xinying knew that he had something to say, so he hurriedly stepped forward and took off the oxygen mask.

"What do you want to say?" Fu Xinying knelt on one leg in front of the hospital bed, holding her husband's hand with both hands and asked, while Miao Miao was also looking at her father on the other side of the bed.

"I want to meet him, you can contact him, okay."

(ps: I'm really fed up with this broken computer.,There's nothing.,Open a web page and it's a special card to death.,For better creative goals.,Save money.,Change the computer.。 )

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