"Manager Song, go sit with me?"

After the meeting, everyone left one after another, and Wang Minzeng, the head of the planning and deployment unit, walked to Song Qiong's side and sent him an invitation.

Song Qiong nodded.

During the Cultural Rebellion, the county party committee and the county revolutionary committee worked in a compound, which had a total of three office buildings, two rows of bungalows, and a three-story building in the middle, which was the office of the leaders of the county party committee and the county revolutionary committee, the county people's congress, the county CPPCC, and the county office.

A two-story building on the east side is mainly the Propaganda Department, Organization Department, United Front Work Department, Discipline Inspection Commission, and Party Committee of the county party committee, and the small building on the west side is also a two-story building that concentrates the Planning Commission, the Economic Commission, the Foreign Trade Bureau, the Finance and Trade Office, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and other departments.

In addition to the Labor Bureau, the Office of the Educated Youth Office, the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office, and the Civil Affairs Bureau are also located here.

In the early years, the Labor Bureau was subordinate to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and later it was subordinated to the Production Group of the Revolutionary Committee, and later to the Labor and Wage Group of the Planning Commission, and the Labor Bureau was re-established in 76 years.

There are a total of three people in the planned deployment unit, in addition to Wang Minzeng, there are also two contract workers.

Now the office is tense, Wang Min once had an office with two staff members in the unit, he chatted with Song Qiong for a while, and then found a reason to send the two people out.

After everyone left, Wang Min lowered his head and took a sip of water, lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Song, you are Director Lu's person, be careful of Fang Tongshi looking for your fault." ”

Song Qiong smiled and did not speak.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and officialdom is even more so.

He doesn't know much about Wang Minzeng, so he won't make mistakes if he talks less and sees more.

Wang Minzeng's face couldn't help showing a surprised expression, Song Qiong's calmness greatly surprised him, this was not the expression that a twenty-year-old young man should have.

He immediately put away his contemptuous thoughts and said frankly: "Xiao Song, I have a lot of pressure here, but I expect you to be able to produce results and make me feel better." ”

Song Qiong said: "Chief Wang said that he was laughing, we are making a small fuss, and I want to ask you to help me more." ”

Wang Minzeng shook his head, leaned forward, lowered his voice and said: "Xiao Song, to be honest, what you are doing now, I always feel that something is not right, you are not afraid ......"

Song Qiong glanced at Wang Minzeng, and from his face, he saw curiosity and concern, and there was no threat or schadenfreude.

He didn't know how much Wang Min knew, and said tentatively: "Hehe, Chief Wang, you're joking, everything I do is based on central documents, what can I be afraid of?" ”

Wang Min once laughed twice: "That's good, I'm afraid some people don't think so!" ”

Song Qiong said with a smile: "As long as I keep up with the pace of the Party Central Committee, I am not afraid of what others think." ”

Song Qiong and Wang Minzeng chatted a few more words, and roughly understood that Wang Minzeng had no malicious intentions, he should be Lu Mingjian's person, and wanted to remind him to pay attention to Fang Tongshi.

In addition, a nephew of Wang Minzeng, who is also an unemployed young man, listened to Song Qiong's policy lecture two days ago, and was a little moved, and asked Wang Minzeng's opinion, Wang Minzeng also wanted to learn more from Song Qiong.

After Wang Minzeng's reminder and the criticism he received at the meeting, Song Qiong noticed that individual cooperatives might encounter troubles, and it was better to prevent them as soon as possible, so as not to be caught off guard.

The labor service company borrowed a store facing the county commercial bureau to serve as an office.

After Song Qiong left the Labor Bureau, he walked out along the shady road in the compound, pondering the business rhythm of the labor service company, and did not notice that a person was coming towards him, staring at him with vicious and vicious eyes.

It wasn't until Song Qiong walked out of the gate of the compound that Lin Yiwu turned around, walked to the office building on the west side, and walked into an office of the Administration for Industry and Commerce.

"Director Dai, I'm here today to report to you!" Lin Yiwu and Dai Xiu, deputy director of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, were very familiar, and the two met and said hello, and chatted for a while before Lin Yiwu mentioned the purpose of coming today.

Dai Xiu nodded: "Lao Lin, be polite to me, you say." ”

Lin Yiwu asked with a serious expression: "Director Dai, I want to ask, in Zhongling, are we allowed individuals to do business again and allow capitalists to exploit working people?" ”

Dai Xiu was stunned for a moment, his face immediately became serious, and he said in a slightly annoyed voice: "Lao Lin, what are you talking about, we are a socialist country, how can we allow capitalists to exploit working people?" ”

"Then I wonder why so many street vendors suddenly pop up on the streets, aren't they the tail of capitalism? Aren't they speculating in doing so? ”

Lin Yiwu was very indignant: "I also heard that this is an organized action, and some people organize and encourage everyone to become capitalists. ”

Dai Xiu was suddenly shocked: "No, there is still such a thing?" ”

Lin Yiwu nodded: "Yes, if you don't believe it, Director Dai, you can go to the street and take a look, just at the gate of the post office, at the entrance of the Cultural Palace, and these people are all instigated by a young man named Song Qiong, who will go to Nancheng Middle School every afternoon to give a so-called speech, encouraging everyone to speculate and dig into the corners of socialism." ”

"Is this worth it? How daring to be? ”

Dai Xiu hurriedly stood up: "Lao Lin, don't worry, as long as this matter is true, we will resolutely crack down and deal with it seriously." ”

The Bureau of Industry and Commerce, like the Bureau of Labor, has undergone many changes. In the early days, it was called the "Industrial and Commercial Section", and later it was assigned to the Commercial Affairs Section under the Commercial Bureau, and later it was called the "Market Management Committee", and during the civil turmoil, the personnel of the political, legal, taxation and other departments were transferred to form the "Office for Cracking Down on Speculation", and later the Municipal Management Committee was re-established, and it was renamed the Administration for Industry and Commerce in 75 years.

After the name change, the functions of the industrial and commercial bureau have been correspondingly strengthened, but at present, the most important function is still market management, including "cracking down on speculation."

Dai Xiu was very nervous, if there was really an organized speculation in the market, and the Industrial and Commercial Bureau did not find out, he would definitely have to bear the corresponding responsibility.

Immediately, he asked Lin Yiwu about the specific situation, and the more he listened, the more ugly his face became.

"It's okay, this guy named Song Qiong actually openly organized everyone to speculate in broad daylight?" Dai Xiu couldn't believe it, but he didn't think that Lin Yiwu was lying, if it was a lie, it would be easy to be exposed.

Lin Yiwu added oil and vinegar to the side: "Yes, this is too arrogant, and I don't take the county party committee and the county revolutionary committee and your industrial and commercial bureau in my eyes at all." ”

"Hmm!"

Dai Xiu immediately called Du Xiaoping, the head of the market management unit, over: "Have some people been setting up stalls on the street recently?" ”

Du Xiaoping is at the grassroots level and knows more about the situation than Dai Xiu: "Yes, it was organized by a labor service company under the Labor Bureau. ”

"I don't care what bureau or company he is, it's definitely not okay to do this, you will immediately seal them down for me." Dai Xiu shouted angrily.

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