The office building of the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government of Guonan City looks very magnificent, and the office area of the municipal government is in Jiang Jingui's office. Now. The director of the Guonan City Agricultural Bureau sat in front of Jiang Jingui like a primary school student. Under Jiang Jingui's silver-framed glasses, all kinds of magnesium benefits reflected in his eyes made people feel a little frightened.

"Mayor, in the past two months, the situation of rural land circulation has not been smooth, mainly in three aspects. First, the common people do not buy it, they do not understand the circulation of land, and they think that this is to take away their own land. Even if it is deserted, it is unwilling to participate in the circulation of land. The land that is really concentrated, the whole city combined, is less than 6,000 acres.

Second, the large grain growers in Guonan City also have doubts and scruples. Worry about policy changes. are all waiting and seeing, not daring to make a move. Third, many leaders of the counties and districts below Guonan City are a little unconcerned about this matter. The director of agriculture reported helplessly.

This made Jiang Jingui's brows furrow. The pilot project of centralized circulation of rural land was given by Governor Nie. If you don't do it well, it's a trivial thing to be criticized by yourself. Step by step. It will affect the prestige and status of the provincial governor in Bashu Province.

This is a matter of the provincial party committee. Jiang Jingui couldn't figure it out. I can't see for sure. The water is too deep. However, if you don't want to care, you don't want to care. Now, he is chasing ducks to the shelves. There's no way around it.

Governor Nie set the pilot in Guonan City, and as the mayor, Jiang Jingui was not as calm as Wang Guofa. Basically, the pilot work of centralized circulation of rural land has fallen on his own head. Now, Jiang Jingui is very clear. It's already hard to ride a tiger. The heads of the province are waiting to see the joke. Think about it. Governor Nie made a joke. Can you still benefit from doing things yourself?

After a pause, Jiang Jingui said in a deep voice: "In the work of rural land circulation, your agricultural departments still need to intensify propaganda. It is necessary to gather the cadres of the city's agricultural system and the leading groups of the county and city agricultural bureaus below, hold study classes, and profoundly implement and comprehend the spirit of the instructions of the provincial party committee and government. Study and implement the principles and policies of the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government. We should really go deep among the masses and explain the policies clearly to the common people. Nowadays, the common people do not sell it. Does it have something to do with your lack of policy publicity? ”

Jiang Jingui's remarks made the director of agriculture frown and a little depressed. The mayor's remarks just now are clearly implicit in reproach and implication in his own ineffective work. However, my own affairs are clear to me. To say that the propaganda is not in place is really wronged.

No wonder the ancient times said it well. Nearest the king nearest the gallows. Now, this is still a normal relationship between superiors and subordinates in the system, and I feel a feeling of being overwhelmed.

Immediately, he said with a wry smile: "Mayor, in terms of propaganda work, our Agricultural Bureau has transferred vehicles from various county bureaus in the city, and leased 400 small trucks from the society. A total of 50,000 copies of a pamphlet on rural land circulation were printed. They were distributed to every village-level unit in the city. In this regard. In the next step, I decided to intensify my propaganda efforts. Publicity is carried out in each village. It is imperative to ensure that the land transfer policy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. ”

Listening to this report, Jiang Jingui did not speak. The implicit meaning of the words. Jiang Jingui can still hear it. The use of so many propaganda vehicles, the printing of materials, and the distribution of materials to units at the village-level are really a bit of a fantasy to say that the propaganda efforts are insufficient. The words of the director of agriculture are also telling himself in a vague way. The publicity is definitely enough.

Hearing this, Jiang Jingui didn't want to be too harsh. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go to work first." Now, the whole city is watching the land circulate here. Now, your Agricultural Bureau is the one who plays the leading role and sings a big drama on this big stage. It's not just the municipal party committee and the municipal government that are watching. The provincial party committee and provincial government, and Governor Nie are also paying attention. It's done. Don't disgrace me. Whether you can take advantage of the opportunity or not is up to you. ”

In the end, Jiang Jingui not only beat him, but also encouraged and hinted at it. This kind of wrist is very skillful for Jiang Jingui.

As soon as he sent off the director of the agricultural bureau, at this moment, the phone on Jiang Jingui's desk rang, -- looking at the number, Jiang Jingui was a little surprised, it turned out to be the phone number of Wu Biao, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, and the relationship between himself and Wu Biao, although it was not cold, it was not harmonious. Between the two, it was more of a relationship of friend and foe, and when the cooperation began, it was natural to work together to resist Wang Guofa, secretary of the municipal party committee. When fighting each other, it is naturally because there are interests.

―Connected, on the other end of the phone, Wu Biao's hearty laughter came: "Mayor, there is no rest at noon." Man is iron, food is steel, and if you don't eat, you're hungry. You can't do this desperately. ”

Listening to Wu Biao's ridiculous words, this made Jiang Jingui angry. No matter how you listen to it, it looks like you're here to laugh at yourself. However, with this bit of, Jiang Jingui can't tear his face. They are all team leaders. Relatively speaking, it can be regarded as a level-level communication. If you get angry about such a trivial matter, you will appear to be small-minded.

However, Jiang Jingui also smiled bitterly and said: "Old Wu, you are still free and easy." Now the thing, you are not unclear, the land circulation. The eyes of the big boss above are always watching. It's been more than two months. There was no progress on the project. My hair is gray. This is really angry. Yang De City and Wuliang City, Yang Hengqiu is a lesson from the past. I don't know if the old man will speak for me. I'm afraid, even if I speak, it may not have an effect. Say, your brother, you have always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. What's the matter? ”

Big boss, this is the name of Nie Zhenbang by the leaders of the prefectures and cities in Bashu Province today. As for the old man, it refers to Zeng Taiping.

Sometimes, this kind of nickname is good for communicating on other occasions. This kind of habit is also a very common custom in the locality.

Wu Biao's voice also came from the other end of the phone: "Mayor, are you free at night?" Ju-Ju, I'm thinking about your promise. ”

This sentence made Jiang Jingui also laugh and scold: "Okay, you Wu Biao." The deputy secretary of the dignified municipal party committee, when did it become such a philistine. Isn't it just that I owe you a meal? In this way, it is seven o'clock this evening. Let's meet at the door of Dongquanhai Fried Restaurant. ”

Hung up the phone, but Jiang Jingui looked solemn and thoughtful. Wu Biao is said to have been hand-picked up by Lu Yong back then. He is Sun Jialuo's department, and the two sides cannot talk about harmony, but they cannot be regarded as enemies. This is also the reason why the two can get along in harmony.

However, Wu Biao's brainless remarks today, Jiang Jingui can be sure that it is by no means so simple. After getting off the bus, Jiang Jingui returned home, took his clothes, and took his bank card, and then went to the Dongquan Restaurant.

As soon as he went out, Wu Biao's phone called: "Lao Jiang, you haven't arrived in Dongquan yet." In that case, let's go to the suburbs to eat something special. In a place like Dongquan, the grade is too high, and the consumption is too expensive, just the two of us, there is no need at all. ”

Jiang Jingui didn't care, and according to Wu Biao's instructions, he rushed to a peasant local restaurant on the outskirts of the city.

The whole restaurant, from the outside, is very distinctive. The exterior walls are decorated in wood. Entering from the main entrance, inside, there are several private rooms, just like a courtyard. The brands of each bag are also very rustic. For example, what is the name of the Red Flag Production Team - White Horse Commune and so on.

After a few special farmhouse dishes were delivered to the table, the box door was closed. At this moment, Wu Biao also opened the Wuliangye on the table.

After pouring a cup for Jiang Jinche. But he said: "Old Jiang, this is a period of time. Your furniture isn't going to be easy. ”

Looking at Jiang Jingui's flat face, Wu Biao didn't care, at this moment, Jiang Jingui's mentality, he could still understand it very well. With such a heavy burden on his body. The situation has not been opened up again, and if it is any person, I am afraid that he will be in a hurry.

To be honest, Jiang Jingui can still be so calm at this time, which is already very admirable to Wu Biao. After a pause, Wu Biao said with a straight face: "Old Jiang, Ming people don't say dark words in front of them. This time, many people in the team are holding back their jokes. ”

For this, Jiang Jingui is also deeply touched. The people who are waiting to see the joke are mainly the people led by Wang Guofa.

After the land circulation began to be officially operated, I already felt the invisible resistance from the shadows. Jiang Jingui can serve as mayor, and it is not a dry meal. If you think about it, you can understand where this resistance is coming from.

After a pause, Jiang Jingui said indifferently: "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, let him go." Land transfer: This is a project personally supervised by the big boss. I don't care, you'll understand when the time comes. This time, someone will definitely kick the iron plate. ”

This sentence made Wu Biao a little stunned, and the expression on his face was also very complicated, and he was silent, but Wu Biao looked at Jiang Jingui and said: "Old Jiang, there is a matter, and I just got the news." I've heard. Now, in Jinjiang County, there are many people who are contracting land. You need to pay attention to this. ”

The secretary of the county party committee of Jinjiang County is Wu Biao's person, and he is clear about these things. This matter was told to him below, originally, Wu Biao was not ready to tell Jiang Jingui about this matter. However, when the matter came to an end, Wu Biao suddenly changed his mind. At this time, getting closer to Jiang Jingui is absolutely no harm in self-introduction.

At this time, Jiang Jingui's face was shocked, and he stood up directly, and Jiang Jingui couldn't help but feel calm. To know. Guonan City is the first grain production base in Bashu Province. Jinjiang County, on the other hand, is the largest grain-producing county within the jurisdiction of Guonan City. The county's land is also the most in Guonan City. If, something goes wrong in Jinjiang County. The entire land transfer project will surely become an empty talk!