As high as you stand, how high your thoughts are.

Whether you are high or not lies in whether you dare to stand at the height you should have.

Zhao Zhiqiang didn't feel how tall he was standing at all.

In the strange eyes of the cadres in the streets and districts, they didn't find anything wrong, didn't they just stand on the roof of the car.

The villagers saw a difference in their eyes.

Da Qiangzi actually sat in the back seat of the secretary of the district party committee and came back, and even the majestic deputy district head He sat in front of him, and next to him was the female secretary of the district party committee, and when he got off the bus, the secretary of the district party committee got off first!

Don't look at the common people, but the idea of official status is like innateness in the hearts of our Chinese people, and even the old man who can't read understands that the big official who sits in the back is the biggest official, and the official who comes out of zuihou is the biggest......

Now Da Qiang jumped on the mount of the secretary of the district party committee, which is equivalent to - didn't he ride the horse of the secretary of the district party committee?

This subtle action has attracted a lot of reverie from everyone. The matter that I didn't have time to think about just now caused waves in the hearts of many scheming villagers.

In the past, let alone jumping into the car of the secretary of the district party committee, even if you got closer, you didn't dare to do it.

The people's fear of official authority is born and in their bones. And now, Zhao Zhiqiang's move is like a flame suddenly falling into flammable oil, which has ignited some emotions that the villagers don't dare to expose in their hearts.

The eyes were full of admiration, adoration.

Fervent.

Wish.

Zhao Zhiqiang seems to see a trace of wild desire in the eyes of some young classmates and brothers of the same age.

That many eyes are nothing to him.

has been on the killing field, has experienced life and death, and for him, there really isn't much place to be frightened.

His heart is now just to calm down these excited villagers.

After shouting this voice, sure enough, the crowd fell silent. Even Zhang Jike, the current deputy director of the car, Hu Jun, a public security commissioner, and Wu Bing, a villager representative, felt very strange, admired and jealous.

Because, in this form, they have encountered it before, except for Zhang Weifa's old branch secretary shouting a few voices, no one will listen to it at all.

However, Zhao Zhiqiang did it.

Zhao Zhiqiang stood on the roof of the car and glanced around, and he also knew in his heart. Chang'an Village is not an unreasonable villager, they want nothing more than more benefits.

"The government has developed new areas, carried out overall planning, built new villages, and allowed us to live a haode life, which is a great thing for us to have both wealth and blessing. We sold our land and got a new house, so we no longer have to work with our backs to the loess, and we can be the same clean and urban people as the people in the city. This is something I couldn't have imagined three years ago. Now, because of Zhao Guangming's crime, the demolition work has been suspended, and the specific new plan and solution will not come out until the new director is elected by the village committee to solicit the opinions of all the villagers. ”

"Da Qiang, you can't talk nonsense, you don't know how hateful they are now officials! Zhao Guangming heard that he had already collected millions of money from the developer, and he sold the land of the village collective before, and only gave us a hundred shares, and he hid more than one million himself! ”

"That's it, Zhao Guangming's bastard sold all the people in the village!"

"The cadres in the street don't have any good things, and they don't know how much benefit they have taken from others! They want to take our land at the price of public demolition by the government, and then sell it to the company of what Huo He Tuan, I heard that there is a price difference of hundreds of thousands of square meters inside and outside! ”

"Yes, the four groups on our mountain don't have much good land under the Longbei Slope, and they still want to fool us, seeing that these officials don't make decisions for the people, they get angry!" The man stared at He Dacheng, the person in charge of the construction of the new district, and became angry.

"Also, what if our house is demolished, but we don't have enough money to make up? In that plan, it is said that the area of the house will be based on the head first, and then the money will be found, and if the money is not enough, the house will be demolished and there will be nothing. ”

"Yes, if there is another Li Guangming, what will Wang Guangming do with the director of the bastard village?"

Seeing the scene that had just quieted down, it was suddenly about to be chaotic again, and those troublemakers looked at Zhao Zhiqiang and sneered silently.

"Alright, alright. Let's not say a word. ”

Zhao Zhiqiang roared.

After that, he slowly took off the outer military cotton shirt and threw it to the people below, and then took off the white cotton military shirt and vest.

No one knows what he's going to do.

The voices were quiet, and they were all watching his moves.

Chi Guo wore the upper body, and Zhao Zhiqiang threw his clothes to Wu Bing, who was standing under the car.

On his chest, there was a fist-sized scar.

Hideously across the right part of Zhao Zhiqiang's front chest, the muscles of the upper body like sperm, bubbling with a trace of heat in the cold wind.

It was cold and windy.

But he wasn't afraid.

Latent at minus 30 degrees for three days is a must-pass subject for the assessment, and it is not a big deal at all compared to just coming back without clothes.

Everyone stared at the striking scar on his chest.

Imagine, how did that come about?

Zhao Zhiqiang pointed to the scar on his chest and said.

"This was hit by an automatic rifle when I was on a mission in Western Xinjiang. Half a year ago, in order to save my comrades-in-arms, I blocked this shot, but I didn't die. Of course, because of this injury, I couldn't be a soldier anymore, so I came back. ”

Zhao Zhiqiang continued slowly.

"In my heart, the interests of the old and young masters in our village are like the comrades-in-arms behind me, sacred and inviolable! If there really is a bastard village director who dares to embezzle the property of the village and encroach on the common interests of the villagers, I will be the first to spare him! ”

No one interjected, and the wind stopped.

Looking at the huge scar, I was speechless in surprise.

"Daqiang, put on your clothes, don't freeze, we know your thoughts!"

"Yes! Daqiang, where is your character, we believe it! ”

"Daqiang, you don't even want your life, block other people's guns, I believe you can put our village in order!"

"Yes, put on your clothes!"

Zhao Zhiqiang put on the clothes that Wu Bing threw up.

"I think everyone knows that I, Daqiang, want to represent Guomugou in the election of Chang'an Village director. Da Qiangzi was raised by uncles, aunts and aunts, and before I became a soldier, I was a bear child. climbed the tree and climbed the wall, fought and made trouble, stole the donkey of Uncle Zhangshan's family and put it on the top of the mountain, stepped on the corn seedlings of Aunt Miao's family, and the Fu family and Zhangjiazhuang of the same age and half the children did not have a small fight, including Fu He who was present was knocked out of his front teeth by me, Zhang Xiaopang was stripped of his pants by me, and I was also beaten by you, I remember the first year of junior high school, Zhang Jichen and a few of you surrounded me in the ditch, and I was full of bags! ”

“haha！”

“haha！” Many people recalled the events of those years and smiled.

"This kid used to be a donkey, just because I said a word to his father, he gave my donkey to the top of the mountain, and I didn't find it for a day!" The old man named Uncle Zhang remembered the events of the year and smiled.

"That's right, you were too good at that time, we couldn't hammer you one-on-one, we discussed blocking you that day, and now it's all relieved when I think about it!"

Zhang Jichen, who is in the same class as Zhao Zhiqiang, remembered what happened when he was a child, and his face was full of smiles.

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled and waved his hand, "Being a soldier is a turning point in my life. Not only did I learn a lot of jishu or something in the army, but the most important thing is that I changed a lot, I used to hear who called my father Lao Fu and fought with him, now I understand that we live in a village, and calling a nickname is sometimes a kind of intimacy, I'm sorry, Daqiang has made amends! ”

"It's nothing!"

"Also, the children have grown up, and we can't call the rich old man in the future."

"That's it, just like these three cannons, it's hard to accept it in front of your son!"

"Zhiqiang, in the future, we old guys don't call us nicknames anymore, now that I think about you, you have all grown up, and we call them nicknames again, it is indeed a bit disrespectful to the old!"

"yes, I agree." Many other elders also responded, they were originally very touched by this title, but now it is just right, everyone has made it clear, and they will not call it in the future, and they will not call it.

The topic shifted to another place again, and even Gu Meiyun, the secretary of the district party committee on the side, became an audience, thinking that this guy was very convincing, and in three or five sentences, he drew the attention of the villagers away, and it became a common chatter!

He Dacheng nodded secretly, what is organizational influence and appeal, this is.

Jiang Han, who has short hair, has been staring at the scar and her sturdy body in the cold of more than 20 degrees below zero, her heart is inexplicably hot, and her worship of soldiers is close to blindness for her.

The gazes of hundreds of villagers were relieved from their irritability, helplessness, and tension.

Zhao Zhiqiang's words are undoubtedly like countless small boats on the boundless sea, seeing the lighthouse.

Wu Bing stood up at the right time.

"Uncles, aunts, sisters, today is Daqiang's campaign manifesto, we all know who Daqiang, spitting is a nail! Okay, let's disperse, each village will leave representatives and one or two who speak neatly, and together with Daqiang and the village committee members, the Xiangshang-level leaders, and Secretary Gu in our district will report the situation and coordinate the problems to be solved. ”

"Yes, everyone go back, it's useless to stay here on a cold day, even if the demolition will be completed after the spring, don't worry, if Zhiqiang takes us in the future, it will not damage everyone's interests, and we will be able to bring our Chang'an Village well!"

Hu Jun, a security commissar and militia company commander who had not spoken much, also put on his coat for Zhao Zhiqiang.

The villagers were rustic, and many were moved by the scar on Zhao Zhiqiang's chest.

Shocked that this kid dared to stand on the roof of the district secretary's car.

Charming because of the relationship between him and the big officials in the district, this kind of relationship is not something that anyone wants to have, Zhao Guangming used to sit back in the car of the street (township) secretary, and he was coaxed for several days!

And the young people yearn for Zhao Zhiqiang's skills, and the moment he beats the cow eggs makes the young people very hot.

Everyone has a scale in their heart.

What kind of person Zhao Tiejun is, they all know. In the past three years, he has been walking sideways in the village, he has taken advantage of all the benefits, and he has done a lot of bad things, I heard that even the black in the south of the city can be ranked No. 1, do you really want him to be the village director?

Don't dare to think about it...... In particular, the people in the four groups on the mountain were very uninterested in Zhao Tiejun's personality, and today they saw the other side of Zhao Zhiqiang, but their eyes lit up!

Zhang Jike, a bit like a fake girl. Do specific work into the head? Not very well, the village director of this critical joint is not able to balance knowledge and culture.

Fu Jinghua is also very smart, but it is okay to make a deal and become the village head, forget it. After everyone looked at Zhao Zhiqiang a few more times, they said a few words with concern, and then left one after another.

Gu Meiyun, who was wearing a black ordinary down jacket, looked at the little man in front of her, and suddenly felt that her experience in the past ten years was useless to this guy.

"Secretary Gu, let's go into the house and talk." Zhao Zhiqiang, who got out of the car and strode towards Gu Meiyun, was invited like a master, as for Zhang Jike's brutal demonstration with a small fist next to him, no one looked at him, and he was completely treated as air.

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