On the shores of the Nam Giang, at the junction of the central and eastern regions, Nam Giang province is located.

Located in the central region of the motherland, and the developed areas of the eastern coast is only a line apart, although the geographical location is superior, but the economic development level of Nanjiang Province is not high, and the position on the huge economic map is slightly embarrassing, and even a little unsightly.

As the head of the government of a large province with a population of nearly 60 or 70 million, Zhang Xiaobo can be said to have a heavy burden on his shoulders.

The central authorities have repeatedly stressed that local cadres should broaden their horizons and make greater strides in reform, but Zhang Xiaobo understands that the problem of Nanjiang is not as simple as reform, and that as the birthplace of the central government's economic reform and the implementation of reform and opening up, Nanjiang Province's pace of reform is not only not ahead of its time, but even lags behind.

Zhang Xiaobo knew very well that the reason why the central authorities transferred him from the Ministry of Finance to the top of the Nanjiang Provincial Government was not only an exceptional promotion, but also optimistic about his ability in economic reform, but after the one-year term of his transfer to Nanjiang, Zhang Xiaobo still had some things in mind that he had not considered the overall economic situation of Nanjiang.

In the final analysis, Nam Giang Province still lacks a banner, in the wave of reform and opening up, the role of this banner is very important, and it can even be said to be an important driving force for economic development in a larger region.

Therefore, although Zhang Xiaobo is just over 50 years old, it stands to reason that he is still a young cadre in the prime of life, but in less than a year, the hair on his head has turned white.

Provincial Offices.

Zhang Xiaobo has read the text in his hand several times, but this problem is still in zài, not that the secretary's work is not good, but the problem itself is saved, and no matter how good the writing is, it can't solve the problem of actually saving zài.

Secretary Liu Hai saw that Zhang Xiaobo's brows were furrowed terribly, and he knew in his heart that this article was still flawed even if he checked it himself.

"Governor, do you want me to revise it again?"

Liu Hai is an old man in the agency, and as the No. 1 secretary of the government, he is naturally not comparable to those young descendants, so he is also very calm in front of Zhang Xiaobo, and he calmly sees twelve points of respect and subtlety.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Zhang Xiaobo's fingers fell on the edge of the table very rhythmically, and Liu Hai was very familiar with this habit of the governor, and it was better for him not to speak at this time, because the governor was thinking now.

"In this way, you send this document to Secretary Qiu, let her check it, and say that I think it is necessary to convene a party group meeting to discuss how to solve this problem, this is a big issue related to the success or failure of the reform, and I need to consult her opinion."

"Okay."

After the bangs went out, Zhang Xiaobo rubbed his head, his eyelids were very heavy, there was a lot of work in the province at the end of the year, saying that the holiday was fake, and there were more things at the beginning of the year.

After the annual economic work summary meeting was held, Nam Giang Province was still hung up with a red light by the central government, the economic index growth slowed down year after year, the quality was not high, there was no substantial progress in reform, the promotion intensity declined, and the overall government work did not do well enough, which became a major factor affecting economic growth.

As the No. 1 of the Nanjiang Provincial Government, Zhang Xiaobo had a terrible headache, but he had to continue to tackle key problems with the spirit of 12 points, otherwise it would really reach the point where the building would collapse, and his political life would be over.

"The National Meteorological Observatory and the Provincial Meteorological Observatory recently released a rainfall trend map for the first half of this year, and it is expected that there will be a lot of rainfall in the Yangtze River basin this year, and all localities should be prepared for the flood season."

Zhang Xiaobo didn't care about the fact that there was still such a sentence written in the corner of the newspaper, after all, in the Yangtze River basin, there is a flood season almost every year, and governments at all levels along the river are on guard, but he did not expect that this flood season will kill many people.

Jingle bells! Jingle Bell Lingling!

Usually, there are not many telephones that can directly enter the governor's office, and in addition to the central government, only the top leaders of the following places have this authority, so when he heard the phone ringing, Zhang Xiaobo's heart suddenly became abrupt, and his expression suddenly became stern.

"Hey, I'm Zhang Xiaobo."

"Hello, Governor, I'm Yi'an Huang Yuecheng."

"Huang Yuecheng?"

A very familiar face immediately appeared in Zhang Xiaobo's mind.

After a while, Zhang Xiaobo was silent, and at this moment, on the other side of the microphone, Huang Yuecheng's expression was also very uneasy, his lips were tightly pursed, and from his gaze, it could be seen that he was very nervous in his heart, not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Huang Yuecheng has more awe than intimacy in his heart for Provincial Government No. 1, because as an old leader of Yi'an City, Huang Yuecheng actually doesn't know much about the airborne leader who has just taken office as Provincial Government No. 1, at least now the two are only the relationship between superiors and subordinates, and there is no queue problem chosen by zài Zhengzhì.

Huang Yuecheng didn't know what kind of waves he said in Zhang Xiaobo's heart at the moment.

Before Huang Yuecheng heard Zhang Xiaobo's voice, he heard a blind voice suddenly coming out of the microphone, and he was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to hang up the phone and pick it up and redial it, but suddenly stopped after pressing a number.

Hang up suddenly?

What does Zhang Xiaobo's gesture mean to him? Dissatisfied? Wrath? Or is it unintentional?

At this moment, in Zhang Xiaobo's office, I saw that his face was a little hurried, although he couldn't see panic, but it was a bit rare to see this kind of look on the face of the No. 1 boss in the provincial government.

A number was quickly dialed, and the sound of knocking was harsh in the quiet office all around.

"Governor?"

The voice of bangs faintly came out of the microphone, and Zhang Haibo's face returned to calm.

"Bangs, did you send that manuscript to Secretary Qiu?"

"Governor, not yet, I just entered the compound of the provincial party committee, and you called before I arrived at Secretary Qiu's office."

"Okay, you come back first, Wen Jiàn also brings back, so be it!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Xiaobo sighed very abnormally, and then remembered the phone he had just hung up, and picked up another microphone and dialed it out.

"Governor, I'm Huang Yuecheng."

Hearing Huang Yuecheng's voice, Zhang Xiaobo's face showed a rare smile, Yi'an Mayor Huang Yuecheng? I have the impression that he is a very stable person.

"Yue Cheng, there was a delay just now, so let's do it, you'd better bring something to the province today or tomorrow, I want to talk to you about the situation you said, I need to understand the situation, after all, there are some things that I can't judge just because you say it."

"It's done!"

Huang Yuecheng secretly sighed in his heart.

"Okay, Governor, I'll leave right away."

Hanging up the phone, Huang Yuecheng moved quickly, instructed the secretary to prepare the car, packed up the materials left by Wu Fei and Hu Deping, and immediately left for the provincial capital.