Hearing Ren Xiaotian slapping his ass so much, Song Mingda smiled and said, "you, Ren Xiaotian." In order to get an indicator, even the 'scientists' moved out for me. Hehe, I don't want to eat you. Go ahead and pay more attention to Xiang Ziliang's affairs. When there is nothing to do, it is good to walk around more. ”

"Yes, guaranteed to complete the mission." Ren Xiaotian 'snapped' in the same place and saluted. Then, he asked shyly: "Detachment leader, my sister's 'agricultural to non-farming' matter?" ”

"Go, go, go, things haven't done well yet, so they want to ask me for benefits. When I am a local tyrant and a bad gentleman? There is no such good thing. Get out of here, hurry up, and don't me off. Song Mingda lowered his face and immediately issued an eviction order.

Ren Xiaotian's wishful thinking played well, thinking that if he did things well, maybe he could exchange the detachment leader's soft-heartedness and give extra care an indicator, which was also an uncertain thing. didn't expect it, Song Mingda didn't give face at all, and directly came to chase people out of the face and gave him a slap in the face.

Seeing that his ideas had come to naught, Ren Xiaotian was also a little discouraged. He said yes weakly, and ran out the door with heavy steps. He felt a little bit of a short circuit in his brain, and somehow provoked the detachment leader's displeasure.

As he reached the door, he suddenly felt as if something was not quite right. No, the detachment leader has always cared about me. Even if it is difficult in this matter, if you refuse to agree to help, you don't need to get angry and drive people away.

He thought back to his words and deeds when he came to the leader today, and there was nothing that offended the taboo of the detachment leader. No, no, there must be a demon when things go wrong. He turned sideways and stole a glance at the detachment leader.

Seeing that the young man with the ghost elf was frightened by himself, Song Mingda happily lit a cigarette for himself, and laughed happily after puffing out a puff of smoke. The so-called concern is chaos, and that's what it looks like.

Ren Xiaotian, who usually blinks his eyes and is a ghost idea, actually dizzy when he stared at himself, and he didn't see the meaning of joking with him. No, this kid turned around, Song Mingda hurriedly straightened his face and regained his rigid face.

It's just that the movement is a little slower, and Song Mingda's slightly sly smile still hasn't had time to disappear completely, and it has already been caught in Ren Xiaotian's eyes. Seeing Song Mingda's desire to cover up, Ren Xiaotian was happy in his heart.

Yo ho, it turned out that the detachment leader was joking with me. Cut, look at me stupid and Zhu Bajie, I can't understand such a small thing. Hehe, maybe there's a little bit of hope.

"Detachment leader, I promise to repay the leader's concern with practical actions." While Ren Xiaotian spoke, there was also a Hitler-style salute. He didn't wait for Song Mingda to react again, and he 'brushed' like a rabbit.

Song Mingda nodded and said, "This kid is very slippery." If you show a little flaw, you can see through the bottom line. Alas, I don't know who it is, I have to take this child and can't get by. Forget it, since this kid has seen it, then I'll help him, and it can be regarded as a special reward for him. ”

As Ren Xiaotian imagined, Song Mingda did have some control indicators in his hands. But these indicators are not very numerous, and they are not arbitrary.

The leaders of the municipal party committee and government, as well as the leaders of the bureau, must all take into account. can't wait for the leader to open his mouth, but Song Mingda's hand sang 'Empty City Plan'. As for the collaborating units, it is also necessary to consider the amount of money that needs to be taken care of. Otherwise, the leader will not be satisfied, and the work will be difficult to carry out.

In this way, it is impossible for Song Mingda to let his temperament open his mouth for the sake of appreciating the young man. So he wanted to help Ren Xiaotian, although it was just a gesture. But how to help is still very particular.

The mountains don't turn around, such a trivial matter, of course, can't be difficult for Captain Song. His solution was simple, the wool came out of the sheep.

As for the distribution of the quota for 'rural to non-farming', it has long been clearly stipulated that priority should be given to families with a long marriage age. There are policies above, and there are countermeasures below. If you really want to do this, then everyone below will drink the northwest wind! In real life, many of the above policies are not wrong, and the key problem is that the implementation is still not in place.

After arriving at the police station, I will always find various reasons to take care of the related households, so that the original policy implementation is out of shape. No wonder the common people always chanted, saying that the scriptures above were originally good, but the scriptures were recited crookedly by the crooked monks below. Song Mingda certainly knows all about these insiders.

His approach was only to re-emphasize the relevant provisions. The people below are all clever ghosts, as long as they click on the topic, they will naturally know how to cooperate. Thinking of this, he grabbed the telephone on the table.

Song Mingda said in an official tone: "Director Ji?" I'm Song Mingda. Ha Luha, what you said Ren Xiaotian, the little guy has already come, thank you for your support of our work. Oh, are you in a meeting to study the allocation of indicators for 'farming to non-farming'? ”

Without using a few words, Song Mingda turned the topic to 'agriculture to non-farming'. He immediately emphasized: "It just so happens that there is something to say hello to you by the way." You're welcome, there's no point in directives. Recently, the leaders of the bureau have made a special emphasis on strictly implementing the policy and determining the recipients of care according to the length of marriage. ”

Song Mingda paused for a moment and continued to put pressure on Ji Shengli and said, "What's the matter with you having a Ren Yulan there?" I think I've been married for fifteen years. Hehe, I don't mean anything. Just say the ugly things in front, if you let people who have been married for a short time report it, don't blame me for confiscating all your indicators, ha, ha. ”

"**Guys, Ren Xiaotian, this little rabbit cub will still sue the black. The people they sit on it, are also fucking bureaucrats. It doesn't matter if you move, you don't care about the life or death of the people below us. Hmph, if you make Lao Tzu anxious, no matter what kind of coax Ren Yulan is, I can't let everyone play. ”

It doesn't matter if Captain Song's phone call is made, it makes Ji Shengli angry. As soon as the phone was lost, he lost his temper in the office, and scolded all the swear words and foul words.

Seeing that the more he talked, the more unkind he became, Instructor Han hurriedly pulled him back to the office shared by himself and the director. After persuading for a long time, there was finally a sentence that touched Ji Shengli's heart.

"Director Ji, if your scolding like this reaches Song Mingda's ears, it won't be a good thing." The final approval power of the conversion of agriculture to non-agriculture is in the hands of Song Mingda. Really offended the detachment leader, all the lists can't be approved, what can you do? ”

As soon as Ji Shengli heard the instructor's words, he immediately sobered up. If you really want to make a mess out of control, the one who suffers is still yourself. If there is no indicator, how can I face those related customers who have already agreed?

The reason is good, but the problem is that in order to solve Ren Yulan's 'agricultural to non-farming', it is bound to squeeze out other people's quotas.

The current indicators are all a radish and a pit. No matter who you squeeze into, you will offend people. However, none of these solutions scheduled for this year are easy to go on. Some are hard in the background, and some are costly.

Ji Shengli sat in front of the electric fan, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were still rolling down vigorously. Seeing that he was so anxious, none of the police officers in the station showed sympathy, and no one was even willing to do the feint of stepping forward to comfort him, as if they were all passing by here to make soy sauce.

Not only were the policemen under him like this, but even the instructor Han Qiguo, who was persuading, had a look of contempt flashing on his face.

It stands to reason that the other police officers in the station did this. Why does even a sycophant like Xin Haoxiang have such a cold look? The reason is simple, the root is still in Ji Shengli himself.

This year's Brunei Police Station's 'agricultural to non-farming' target is 12 people, which is not a small number. According to the usual practice, one-third of the target, that is, four places, should be set aside to solve the problem of the masses in special difficulties. This can be regarded as a cover for ugliness, so that the common people have nothing to say after reading it.

Half of the remaining indicators are given to the director, who makes the family big and powerful. The remaining four index miles are one point for the police in the station, which is called soapy water - everyone sprinkles it, and no one has an opinion.

This practice has been going on for several years, and no one has an opinion. It is also such a reason that Ren Xiaotian will open his mouth to fight for Ren Yulan for an index. In addition to Ji Shengli, there are exactly four policemen in the office, one for each person, and no one suffers.

Unexpectedly, Ji Shengli's appetite has become particularly big this year, and he is no longer satisfied with one-third of previous years, but wants to come and swallow them all. The fig leaf is gone, and the interests of the other policemen in the station are not considered, and he wants to eat all the twelve indicators.

For this reason, he had to take Ren Xiaotian away in advance. Ji Shengli is not afraid of such a hairy boy, but he doesn't want to cause a concentrated backlash from other police officers in the station because of Ren Xiaotian's provocative speech.

Without the meeting attended by Ren Xiaotian, it would be much quieter. Ji Shengli divided the indicator into two parts, one was greeted by the bureau leader, see which of you dares to jump out and oppose it? There is also a working relationship in the office, if it is a person who does not want benefits during the New Year's holiday, just come out and give advice.

This kind of meeting is very dull. Instructor Han Qiguo has to take into account the unity of the institute. In addition, behind Ji Shengli, there is Pi Leizhi, the director of the sub-bureau, and he can't collide head-on with him.

Ordinary police officers dare not speak out. Cheng Xuejin wanted to speak, but he 'hummed' for a long time, and he couldn't hit the cannonball he wanted to hit. Xin Haoxiang was originally a person who specialized in carrying the Shunfeng flag, of course he didn't dare to stand up and fight against the director. In this way, all the indicators were swallowed by Ji Shengli alone.

Because of such a premise, everyone heard Song Mingda call Ji Shengli, accusing the matter of 'turning agriculture into non-farming', and directly speaking for Ren Yulan's family's household registration, and they all had a sense of schadenfreude.

Hmph, look at how you can get off the stage Ji Shengli!