Chapter 80: Where Are the Former Comrades-in-Arms?
"Just now, when I was discussing Tibetan Province with Secretary Jin Tao, I once said that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads."
The surprise of the two continued, and the tone and demeanor of the tall young man as he spoke were neither arrogant nor humble.
"Compared with other places in Shenjiang, the traffic conditions in Pudong New Area are definitely much worse." Wu Shan's fingers dipped in tea stains and sketched a sketch of Shenjiang City on the coffee table.
"As an international metropolis, Shenjiang has only one rainbow airport, which is certainly not enough."
"Therefore, it is necessary to build an airport in Phutong."
"Airport?" Secretary Dongfang's eyebrows condensed into Sichuan characters: "At present, Rainbow Airport has not reached saturation, right?" ”
"Secretary Dong," Wu Shan said unceremoniously: "Let's take London as an example, there are five airports in Heathrow, Gaywick, Stansted, City, and Luton Airport. ”
"Of course, London is known as the fog capital of the world, and sometimes Heathrow, its main international port, is too foggy, so other airports will be used."
"The population of Shenjiang is larger than that of London. Not to mention other countries in the world, the number of people flying in our country is increasing day by day. Not to mention adding one new airport, it is not too much to add two or three. ”
"You're right," Secretary Dongfang was not a stubborn person, and his eyebrows furrowed: "However, it is still too hasty to suddenly add too many airports at once." ”
"How many more sessions do you think I can stay in Shenjiang? One or two sessions? It is still necessary to give future comrades room for development, because the work cannot be done by one or two people. ”
This sentence made Wushan shake violently, like an empowerment.
Oh, yes. In the past, I always wanted to do everything in one step in order to reach the level before I was reborn.
Now it seems that there is a bit of a rush for quick success. It is also possible to give others a feeling of great joy.
Jin Tao also nodded secretly on the side, and filtered the development ideas of Tibetan Province just discussed.
Time passed quickly, and Dongfang and Jin Tao stayed in the Victorian Provincial Hall until the sun was in the west, and then they left without their satisfaction.
At first, they implicitly asked Wushan some questions about economic development, and then quietly passed on some experience in dealing with people in the officialdom.
Dealing with the provincial and ministerial level and higher, Wushan is not once or twice, only this time has gained the most.
In the eyes of the older generation such as the great man, he is just regarded as a child.
As for Wu Lixing and Gu Qianli. Treat him as a nephew.
At this time, Pingda and the others, compared with the crown prince and grandson, are much more immature.
After the two of them left. None of the bigwigs in the province returned to the Provincial Office.
"Let's go, I'll be the east today," Wushan put on his coat: "The people of our province go out to gather." ”
Of course, there are not only Oulothai officials in the Victorian Provincial Department. Representatives of other regional and provincial departments are also here.
It's just that the level of the officials who came just now is too high. One is at the same level as the secretary of the provincial party committee, and the other is the secretary of the municipal party committee of the municipality directly under the central government, and a member of the political and bureau committees, which is even more awesome than the highest official in the province.
Ouluotai's officials, who have been sent over the years, have seen many national-level deputy state-level leaders, and they don't feel any difference.
Others were on pins and needles, trembling. Just watching from afar.
When they heard that the secretary of the Oulothai Prefectural Party Committee was going to have a treat, they cheered one by one.
"Secretary. Where to eat? Yan Haidong asked curiously with a shy face.
"These days, everyone is holding meetings except for meetings," Wu Shan took a deep breath to drive away the fatigue on his body: "When you come to the capital, you will eat the roast duck in the capital here." ”
"Long live the secretary!" Zhang Qianfan laughed.
"Shh Zhao Desheng lightly gestured his fingers on his mouth.
Although a long time has passed since the special period, slogans were often shouted back then: Long live the party, long live Taizu.
After that, long live so-and-so became taboo.
At this time, the Victorians were busy cleaning up, where could they care about listening to what others said?
"Stinky boy, haven't you ever eaten roast duck?" A slightly majestic voice sounded at the gate.
It's not that the security measures in the Great Hall are not good, outside the venue, there are three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry.
Inside were all delegates who had come to the meeting, and when they entered the door, they did not even escape inspection, but loosened a little.
The people who came to the Victorian Provincial Department were all senior officials, and as long as they showed their representative cards, the security guards at the gate would let them go.
"Brigadier Commander!" Wu Shan reflexively stood up straight and gave a military salute.
"Alright, alright!" Liu Taimeng returned the salute casually: "You are no longer a soldier under me, and you have become the youngest secretary of the prefectural party committee in the history of the republic." ”
"Hehe, Uncle Taimeng, look at what you said." Wu Shan laughed: "What's the matter, you didn't go to the army to connect with each other?" Do you still have time to come to our local hall to inspect? ”
"Inspect the fart!" Liu Taimeng took off his military hat and said angrily: "Go with Lao Tzu!" ”
Since Marshal Liu Bojian died in October last year, he has become the head of the Liu family, and he is just over 50 years old this year, and his sideburns and hair are already gray.
He stretched out his hand and scratched his head twice, and put on his military hat again: "There are many people from the mountain brigade who come to the meeting, and even more in the capital. As the brigade commander of the year, I wanted to get everyone together. ”
"Okay!" Wu Shan's heart was sour, and he immediately agreed.
Those comrades-in-arms who accompany you day and night, are you all okay now?
Maybe this meeting will never be seen again in this life, and what more important party is than the reunion of comrades-in-arms together? I agreed without thinking.
"Secretary, what do you see?" Yan Haidong looked at those expectant eyes with some embarrassment.
"You go for me," Wu Shan waved his hand: "Maybe if I go, everyone will be even more uncomfortable." By the way, don't use public money. ”
When he left home this morning, he thought about having a treat, and prepared more than 10,000 yuan in cash.
"Take it, Haidong," Wu Shan hesitated and said, "You see how much public money is left, bring more money, don't make people unhappy, knock us Olotai people, I'll give you the money when I go back." ”
"Okay," Yan Haidong handed his wallet to himself when he saw that the secretary didn't order, and said in a loud voice, "Comrades." Let's go, I'll lead the way. ”
One by one, the officials smiled happily, nodded to Wushan and walked towards the door.
"You're a good boy." Liu Taimeng bowed his head with satisfaction: "Let's go too." By the way, Xiao Xiang, go and transfer a few military vehicles to pull the comrades from Victoria Province directly to Quanjude. ”
"Commander, I guess there won't be a seat in the past time, right?" The guard, named Xiao Xiang, hesitated.
"Let's just say what Lao Tzu said, there are not enough in the house, so carry the table to the street." Liu Taimeng's eyes glared: "But we must not let the comrades in Victoria Province freeze." The early winter in the capital is still quite cold. ”
"I know how to do it!" Xiao Xiang immediately led another guard to walk quickly towards Yan Haidong.
What kind of commander can bring out what kind of soldiers.
Xu Shiyou's team, it is common for officials to say a few foul words. In their own troops, of course.
If they are outside, they will still pay attention to protecting the image of their own military region.
"You're not going to let them smash Quanjude, are you?" Wu Shan glanced at it: "There are many high-ranking officials, it's better to pay attention to the impact, don't do anything." ”
"Stinky boy. The official is not that big. The gall is smaller than the tip of a needle. Liu Taimeng waved his hand indifferently.
"Some of them have seats left out, and the key is to see who goes. I just want to see if anyone else takes my surname Liu in their eyes. ”
Unexpectedly, when I walked out of the door of the hall, it was raining lightly outside, and a few drops were floating on my face, and a little coolness came into my heart.
Wu Shan couldn't help but shudder, and tightened the windbreaker on his body.
"Uncle Taimeng. Who have you notified? He asked curiously, "It's not just us, right?" ”
"Do you think Lao Tzu is so out of tune?" Liu Taimeng walked straight to the door of the parking lot, and a car was hanging on Zhongnan? The military vehicle with the Chen license plate flashed double. Wait there.
The grain bureau in the capital is an area surrounded by Caiyuan Street, Zaolin Front Street, Nanyun Lane, and Tonghe North Lane.
In an inconspicuous place, there is a slightly dated three-story building.
At the door of room 311 on the third floor, there is a white lacquered wooden plaque from the deputy director's office, and the right half of the sub-word has almost fallen off, and only the left half is still faintly visible.
A man of about fifty years old, with some bald hair and a pair of reading glasses, looked listlessly at the Beijing Evening News in his hand.
Today's news is roughly the same, and every media is reporting good news and not bad news.
During the NPC session, the newspapers were full of speeches by the new leadership group and their brief introductions.
He yawned with his mouth wide open, tears streaming down his face, and snot gurgling in his nostrils.
He blew his nose very loudly, pulled a piece of toilet paper at random, wiped it under his eyes, and wiped it off again.
"Deputy Director Jing, Director Gao said to let you go to the meeting." The door slammed, and a head pushed the door open without waiting for the person inside.
"You go out first," Deputy Director Jing shouted, "Who told you to push the door in without my permission?" ”
"Jing Dalin, what are you arrogant about?" The voice that spoke was very young, and his face was full of pimples: "Although I am Director Gao's secretary, I represent Director Gao outside!" ”
"You are a little secretary, it doesn't seem to represent the surname Gao, right?" Deputy Director Jing said coldly: "Lao Tzu repeats it again, get out and knock on the door again!" ”
"You're just a deputy director of the party committee who hasn't entered the bureau, what the hell?" Pimple grunted, "Anyway, the notification has arrived." ”
"...... you" Jing Dalin was still about to speak, the phone rang, and he picked up the phone: "I'm Jing Dalin, what?" Okay, it's the East Second Ring Zhang Ji donkey meat burned, right? Okay, I'll be there soon. ”
"Go back and tell the surname Gao, Lao Tzu is too lazy to go to the meeting to listen to that kid grind!" His back instantly straightened: "Lao Tzu went to see the brigade commander." ”
"Let's see how many more days you can be proud!" The pimple said viciously: "It's just a brigade commander, and it's not a big deal to transfer back to the local area at the county and regiment level." ”
"You know!" Jing Dalin originally wanted to hurt him a few words, but he held back: "Our brigade commander's name is Liu Taimeng!" ”
"What?" Director Gao immediately stood up when he heard the report: "Where are they meeting?" ”
"Director, it's just a brigade commander," pimple pouted: "Changing jobs is not necessarily as high as your rank." ”
"Do you know who that is? Liu Taimeng! Director Gao threw the speech in his hand on the table: "That's the eldest son of Marshal Liu Bojian!" ”
"Isn't the old man dead?" Pimples are unimpressed.
"You remember it to Lao Tzu, don't think that your sister and Lao Tzu slept and showed off their power in the Food Bureau." Director Gao was furious: "Do you know who Liu Taimeng is? One of the nine military commanders! ”
"Forget it, I can't tell people like you. Alas, if I still don't go, what's the matter if I go? “
There are many construction sites in the capital, but during the National People's Congress, these construction sites were suspended.
Seeing that it is about to freeze, it seems that this year's construction site will not start again.
At a construction site in Tongzhou, near the capital, the wooden sign at the door is the No. 1 construction site of the shantytown reconstruction area written with a brush, which is covered with mud and falling in the drizzle.
The gate of the construction site was locked, and to the left of the entrance was a simple shack, in which a wolfdog was chained, and the food bowl in front of it was licked cleanly.
At this time, the big iron lock at the door was opened with a bang.
The wolfdog had already stood up with its ears pricked up, and when it saw the comer, it whined in its mouth, wagged its tail twice, and sat down listlessly.
"Knock knock!" The person who came lifted the head of the poncho back and shouted: "Ou Xuhong, what brigade commander do you have to let you go to Zhangji donkey meat to burn!" ”
"It's coming, it's coming!" An urn responded angrily, and the boy now had a big belly, and the fat was hanging on the belt of the rope.
"What? Brigade?! Ou Xuhong's tears flowed involuntarily: "Engineer Su, thank you!" , did you say a few points? ”
"Seven o'clock, did you really serve as a soldier?" Engineer Su was a little curious: "Rub, the level is not low, I actually know the brigade commander." ”
"Of course!" Ou Xuhong hurriedly took out his best set of clothes: "His name is Liu Taimeng!" ”
"What? Liu Taimeng?! ”
By the time Foreman Su reacted, this middle-aged man with a decadent face on weekdays had disappeared in the wind and rain.
There was a faint singing voice: "Our life is full of sunshine, full of sunshine." Taxi, into the city, Zhang Ji donkey meat fire! ”
The soldiers of the former mountain brigade in the capital all received the same order: seven o'clock in the evening! (To be continued......)