Volume 1 Township

Zhu Changyou looked at the commendation document in his hand, his face kept changing, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and hurriedly walked towards the typing room.

Good things don't come out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. What's more, there is a smooth saying in Hongbei County: the neighbor's house hit a clay pot, which shocked a hundred people in the neighboring village, and this is what he said. In people's bones, there is originally a Xi who is a microphone when he has nothing to do. Therefore, the project that Wang Zijun worked so hard to win was eventually picked by others, and it spread throughout Hongbei County.

Coupled with the issuance of the document commending Wang Zijun in the county, almost the entire Xihezi Township knew about it. Whether it is the village cadres or the villagers, young and old, they all have different opinions and discussions on this matter.

"His ancestors, why did the county party committee give the project that Secretary Wang won to his mother's Chengguan Town? Isn't this a blatant bully of our Xihezi Township? He nǎinǎi, the cadres and masses in our township besieged them together, and if one person spits a mouthful, he has to drown them! In the cafeteria of Xihezi Township Administration, a young township cadre scolded while eating.

"But no, this project is also won by our Xihezi Township, so that they can enjoy the success of Chengguan Town, this is not a theft or robbery, they are embarrassed to do it!" Although Lin Jianglun has some opinions about Wang Zijun, he still firmly stands on the side of Xihezi Township in this matter.

Speaking of this, I heard someone say: "I heard that this is the county's opinion on Secretary Wang, if Secretary Wang is not the secretary of our Xihezi Township Party Committee, I am afraid that this oil mill will fall into our Xihezi Township." ”

"Zhao Situi, when you kid said this, you also asked your conscience, if Secretary Wang hadn't gone to run this project, do you think it would really fall in our township?" Without waiting for the person named Zhao Situi to finish speaking, Sun Yincang, who was sitting on the side, retorted unceremoniously.

Zhao Situi wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't find a suitable reason for a while, which is a fact, this project can look at Xihezi Township, and it is really Wang Zijun who came to visit.

"Secretary Wang, come to dinner." Just when everyone was talking, Wang Zijun walked in with a smile on his face, and from his face, he couldn't see any grievances at all, just like the grain and oil processing project, from the beginning, he was fighting for Chengguan Town.

As Wang Zijun's majesty in the township grew, more and more township cadres stood up to greet him. Wang Zijun waved his hand at these cadres, and then said to Zhang Shunhe and Li Santai, who had returned to work: "You two work hard, our township canteen has limited funds, nòng can't have any delicacies from the mountains and seas, and I don't ask you to eat big fish and big ròu, but in terms of taste and quality, you can't be wronged comrades, I don't ask you to make eggplant The taste of fish, but at least it has to be like a plate of braised ròu!" ”

Wang Zijun's words provoked a burst of good-natured laughter, Zhang Shun hurriedly assured Secretary Wang loudly, and Li Santai recited the true scriptures taught to him by his brother-in-law in his heart: All jokes told by the leader, no matter whether they are funny or not, must laugh and laugh without any scruples, grinning at the corners of his mouth, or carefully lowering his head.

Just as Wang Zijun was eating, Zhang Minqiang came over with the dishes, and after taking two bites of steamed buns, he suddenly said to Wang Zijun: "Secretary Wang, I want to invite you to drink." ”

Zhang Minqiang's voice was not high, but it reached the ears of every cadre who was eating, and the voice of the gentle voice stopped in an instant. Stunned, he looked at Wang Zijun and Zhang Minqiang, and then began to eat his own food with his head bored.

Wang Zijun looked at Zhang Minqiang's calm face, where would he not know what he was thinking in his heart, he chuckled lightly at the moment, and said politely: "If you want to talk about a treat, it should be me, the elder brother, who invites your elder brother." However, since Secretary Zhang has already spoken, then I might as well obey my fate respectfully, and I will be the east next time! ”

Zhang Minqiang listened to Wang Zijun's answer, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.

After eating, Wang Zijun still presided over the work of Xihezi Township as usual, gathered, and then arranged the work, everything was as usual, as if the grain and oil processing project was snatched away, as if it had never happened at all.

"If there is nothing to do, then disband, and each block will continue to supervise the work of each block according to the division of labor." As Wang Zijun spoke, he got up to leave the large conference room.

"Squeak"

The piercing sound of brakes came suddenly, listening to the sound of brakes, Wang Zijun looked up and looked outside, and saw a black Santana appearing in the compound of the township administration of Xihezi Township.

A young man with eyes walked out of Santanari, he quickly came to the cadres who were about to dismiss the meeting, and asked politely, "Excuse me, is the secretary of the prince and the king here?" ”

Looking at the young cadre, Wang Zijun smiled faintly and said, "I am Wang Zijun." ”

"Hello Secretary Wang, I am Xiao Wu of the Chengguan Town Office, I am sent by our Mayor Hong to send an invitation to Secretary Wang, the county has decided to hold a signing ceremony with Zhenghong Group the day after tomorrow, and please Secretary Wang, you must participate." While speaking, Xiao Wu took out an invitation and put it in Wang Zijun's hand.

Gently flipping through the invitation, I saw that the inviter and the date were prominently written on it, Wang Zijun looked at this provocative invitation, and said with a cheerful smile: "Go back and tell your leaders, when the time comes, I will definitely participate." ”

The villagers of Lizhai Village were all talking about the elevated platform erected on the open space at the east end of the village at this time, but they only talked out of thin air, but they did not dare to come forward to see what was going on.

"You, your hands and feet are a little sharper, and you are still in a hurry over there."

"Xiao Zhang, is the spray-painted promotional picture coming out soon? What the? Not yet, a child is about to be born, you are still grinding here, you don't do anything today, just stare there, say that everything has to be completed today! ”

"You two, hurry up, take a hand, don't be lazy, hurry up and move this car to the rostrum......"

On the busy field, dozens of village cadres at the two levels were busy, but even if they were so busy that beads of sweat were dripping down, they were still criticized by Hong Jianguo, the mayor of the town who supervised the scene, from time to time.

Hong Jianguo is in his thirties, wearing a pair of rimless glasses on his white face, he has some style, and his slightly bulging little belly is set off by the small windbreaker, which can be regarded as dignified and magnificent.

As the son of Hong Anze, deputy secretary of politics and law, Hong Jianguo is a bit domineering in his style, and sometimes even Shen Lanlong, the party secretary of Chengguan Town, has to give him three points. This time, his father and Qian Xuebin teamed up to give Nòng the grain and oil processing project that originally belonged to Xihezi Township to their Chengguan Town, which made his heart boil instantly.

In the system, he has also heard a thing or two about other people's miscellaneous discussions. But what is this compared to political achievements? Can a spitting star drown a person? Of course not, go your own way, do what you want, let the kittens, puppies bark!