Chapter 8: Misunderstanding

followed Director Zhang downstairs to the courtyard on the side of the political axe, went straight up to the fifth floor and stopped in front of the door number of the county magistrate's office, Wang Guohua's calm state of mind suddenly struck. When Director Zhang stepped forward and knocked on the door, Wang Guohua thought with annoyance, why can't he remember how Zeng Zeguang was implicated?

The office door pushed open, revealing a slightly arrogant young face. Director Zhang stepped forward with a smile and said, "Secretary Liu, I brought the person the county magistrate wanted." ”

Secretary Liu, who was twenty-seven or eighteen years old with a white face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked at Wang Guohua with a gloomy gaze, blocked the door for about six or seven seconds, and then arrogantly nodded his chin slightly, dodged his body and said, "Come in and wait." ”

When Secretary Liu turned around, a faint unhappiness flashed on Lao Zhang's face, and he didn't forget to look back at Wang Guohua, who was a little distracted. "What do you want?" Gently poked Wang Guohua, Lao Zhang asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, I haven't seen a big leader, I'm a little nervous." Smiling self-deprecatingly, Wang Guohua secretly took a deep breath and took what he thought was an important step.

The sound was not loud, but it was enough for Zeng Zeguang inside to hear clearly. The county magistrate smiled slightly, looking at the cautious face coming into the country, and felt very comfortable.

Zeng Zeguang also had a good impression of Wang Guohua yesterday, he had been working in the county party committee for three days, and he didn't know the county magistrate. Knowing that Wang Guohua read Chinese, Zeng Zeguang made a move and decided to let Wang Guohua try his hand at the empty speech, Zeng Zeguang did not have much hope for this, but just to see what this young man would do. Unexpectedly, this kid didn't change a word, just added a page of notes. The key is that after reading this note, Zeng Zeguang was moved by some of these ideas.

Nanshan County is a poverty-stricken county ranked low in the province, with less than one mu of cultivated land per capita, and the slogan of developing the rural economy has been shouted for several years. Zeng Zeguang started from a career-oriented cadre, step by step from the grassroots level, and caught up with the younger and more knowledgeable cadres, so that he was able to become the head of a county in less than 40 years. It is precisely because of his understanding of the situation at the grassroots level that Zeng Zeguang feels that Wang Guohua's attention is not much, and the organization of labor export is a method that can be effective in the short term under the current actual situation. The method was proposed by Wang Guohua, how to do it specifically, Zeng Zeguang felt that it was necessary to ask for clarity on this article. As for the other two, it costs money to build roads, there is no money for municipal axes, and the county's mountain goods trade will inevitably involve the interests of some people, and Zeng Zeguang can only ignore it for the time being.

Zeng Zeguang waved his hand gently, and Lao Zhang and his secretary Xiao Liu retreated.

"Xiao Wang, smoke!" Zeng Zeguang handed over a Zhonghua, and Wang Guohua, who had regained his calm, took it, and when he reached out to touch the lighter, he chuckled in his heart, slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket and said with a smile: "County magistrate, I forgot to bring the fire." ”

Zeng Zeguang didn't expect that Wang Guohua, who was still a little flustered just now, would quickly look as usual, and he admired this young man's control in his heart. Throwing a lighter over, Wang Guohua took it, and calmly lit the cigarette, without the slightest crampedness.

"You mentioned labor export above, do you have any specific ideas?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, this is nothing more than to deal with an errand, Wang Guohua didn't take it seriously at all. But it's not easy to say this to Zeng Zeguang, how should I say it? Specific ideas, what specific ideas can I have? I'm the one who came to burn the cold stove!

Seeing Wang Guohua's contemplative face, Zeng Zeguang looked at this young man with interest, and hoped that this appreciated young man could give him a little surprise.

"County magistrate, let's be honest, in fact, I just want to deal with the errand assigned by Director Zhang, and I think of a few ideas. What, wasn't the draft drafted by the General Section, I'm a newcomer, so I should respect my seniors, right? Wang Guohua decided to tell the truth, if he didn't tell the truth, there was no way, or if he didn't go back and ask Zeng Zeguang about the details, what would he answer?

Zeng Zeguang was stunned by this answer, his mouth opened slightly, and he immediately returned to normal. Looking at Wang Guohua's calm face, he said in his heart that this kid didn't lie. Since it's an errand, there's not much to say. In his heart, he raised his hand and said lightly: "You go back first." ”

As soon as Wang Guohua stood up, a thought suddenly flashed in Zeng Zeguang's mind, and he hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Wait, sit down first." ”

Wang Guohua didn't know why, so he met Zeng Zeguang's gaze, which made him feel calm, and Wang Guohua didn't mean to dodge. I thought in my heart that no matter how powerful your official is, you will have to be implicated and suspended in a few months, right? At that time, it was a good opportunity to take refuge, and now there is no need to get on the pole and tie up.

First of all, I felt that this young man was sincere and did not deceive his superiors, and secondly, this young man had a very good mentality, and he did not have a lost expression when he was sent away, and finally this young man was very calm.

At this time, the secretary Xiao Liu knocked on the door and came in, glanced at Wang Guohua meaningfully, and then said to Zeng Zeguang: "Boss, the people from the textile factory are at Deputy County Magistrate Zhou, you see?" ”

Hearing the three words of the textile factory, Zeng Zeguang frowned, waved his hand and said, "Got it!" ”

Zeng Zeguang flashed a thought just now, this young man is coping with errands, but one of the three suggestions that came up with it overnight is actually a feasible strategy, what does this mean? There are many people in Nanshan County, there is no serious thing to do, and it is easy for young people in society to gather and make some trouble, which is not conducive to social security.

Moreover, if the other two can really be done, it will definitely have a considerable improvement in the economy of the entire Nanshan County.

This kid is a talent! This is the thought that Zeng Zeguang flashed just now, and was about to have a good talk with this young man, when Secretary Liu came in and made a hint. I glanced at Wang Guohua just now, and then reported to work, is there anything famous here. In fact, Li Xiongfei, secretary of the county party committee, is very strong, and he does not interfere much in the specific affairs of the political axe department, but he firmly grasps the principles and major policies. Not to mention, Zhou Yong, the executive deputy county magistrate mentioned by Secretary Liu just now, is the person who closely follows Li Xiongfei.

Secretary Liu went out for a while, and the phone on the table rang, Zeng Zeguang picked up the phone and made two sounds, the expression on his face stiffened slightly, and his eyes swept over Wang Guohua's face.

Wang Guohua didn't know the content of this call, and vaguely felt that Zeng Zeguang's gaze had changed, with a little less friendly meaning. Thinking about why, Zeng Zeguang said in a low voice: "Xiao Wang will go back first!" ”

Wang Guohua left a little puzzled, Secretary Liu came into the room, Zeng Zeguang asked with some regret: "Isn't it wrong?" Zeng Zeguang really admired Wang Guohua, and was a little unwilling to finalize.

Xiao Liu said: "That's right, I called and asked from the personnel department, he is the municipal party committee of Secretary Li's relationship, and he is also at the deputy section level." Don't you know what the Political Research Office is? It's hard to say what else he did there. ”

Of the three old guys in the Political Research Office, Lao Zhang was at the deputy department level, and he had served as an executive deputy county magistrate before. The other two are also veteran qualifications, and there are naturally historical reasons why these three sit on the cold bench in the Political Research Office. When Xiao Liu said this, Zeng Zeguang also felt that it made sense, maybe this young man was arranged by Li Xiongfei, and it was difficult to say. How do you explain that sub-section?

The secretary eliminated unnecessary trouble for the leader, in Xiao Liu's opinion, it was a matter of duty, and after calling the personnel department to get Wang Guohua's news, Xiao Liu actually had a faint happiness in his heart. When he saw Wang Guohua for the first time, he felt that this person might be a threat to him, so Xiao Liu wondered how he could think so.

Wang Guohua and Zeng Zeguang's first contact ended without a problem, because he felt that it was not a good time to hug his thighs at this time, and Wang Guohua had no regrets in his heart, and returned to the Political Research Office to continue his peaceful life.

The county party committee and county government axe compound is an old-fashioned courtyard, which is full of green trees, and it is not too hot to stay in it most of the day, and it is particularly hot at noon.

There was still an hour left after work, and everyone else in the Political Research Office had slipped away, and Wang Guohua studied the materials he found from the filing cabinet as usual. Although he is a reborn, he is still a novice to officialdom.

When the phone rang, Wang Guohua, who was facing the boring report, felt a sense of relief.

"Xiao Wang, someone is looking for you at the door." The voice of the porter Uncle Qin sounded a little weird, and before Wang Guohua could speak, the phone hung up. The telephone of the Political Research Office is a newly installed program-controlled telephone, locked with a wooden box, and the key is in Lao Zhang's hand, and if you want to use the phone, you have to get the key from Lao Zhang. This kind of wooden box is very common in the county party committee office, as long as it is not a separate office of the leader, the telephone exists in this way. Mastering this key is here an expression of power.

After putting down the phone, Wang Guohua was thinking about who was looking for him, and at the same time he thought about finding some money to strengthen the means of communication.

Nanshan County in 94 years was still the years when big brother and BB machines were rampant, and only the secretary and county magistrate were in the compound that was qualified to equip Big Brother, and other deputy county-level leaders were only equipped with Hanxian Chinese machines.

Hanging a BB machine in a conspicuous position on the waist is undoubtedly a very popular thing in the compound, and if the BB machine suddenly rings when there are many people, it is a very face-saving thing.

As a traverser, whether it is a BB machine or a big brother, it will not be too attractive. Sitting on a cold bench in the Political Research Office, what do you want to do with those things?

Hurriedly came to the gate of the compound, an open-top Humvee stopped in the shade of a tree on the side, and a modern girl wearing sunglasses in the driving seat was waving towards Wang Guohua.