"Good morning, Secretary Ulyanov!"

"Good morning!"

"Good morning, Secretary Ulyanov!"

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"Good morning!"

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Since Seryosha announced his housing plan, there have been noticeably more people greeting him in the mornings in recent days, and although Seryosha could not name most of them, Seryosha recognized that many of them were not from the youth ministry he headed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In just a few days, almost all the Communist Youth League members and young workers in Moscow know that the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee newly transferred from Gorky City wants to build houses for everyone to live in, although they are rented, but judging from the prices announced in the plan, most people can afford them, and it is obviously more cost-effective to rent low-rent houses in Seryosha than to go to the city to rent some expensive private housing.

After all, the League is full of young people, and everyone has been working for a few years, and there are very few people who have been assigned houses, but love and marriage force everyone to move out of the humble collective dormitory and find their own small world. This makes Seryosha's housing plan particularly attractive, everyone holds the idea of getting the first month near the water, and begins to work hard to get closer to Seryosha's side, expecting this secretary to think about the young people in the Municipal Youth League Committee first, and the young cadres of the Youth Labor Department have naturally become the envy of everyone in the Youth League Committee.

"Nastya, come and talk about the progress!" Seryosha waved at Nastya, who was sitting outside the door of his office, and then walked into his office, Nastya followed, and some cadres from the Youth Labor Department also walked in, and the office that was still spacious was instantly occupied.

Seryosha stood in front of his desk with his hands in his arms, and the people who came in consciously stood beside Seryosha in a semicircle, and Seryosha first spoke: "Come one by one, how is the unfinished building going?" ”

A thin young man with black glasses raised his hand, and Seryosha nodded for him to speak first.

"Secretary, our department has been running all over the large and small unfinished buildings around Moscow during this time, and after investigation, we found that the area suitable for our redevelopment is concentrated in the south of the city, where ten years ago there was a plan to build a large residential area, but then it was stopped due to financial problems, and we selected ten buildings that are close to completion to be used as the first phase of the project, which is a specific report."

After speaking, the young man handed over a report to Seryosha, who looked at it casually and said with satisfaction: "Well done, what's your name?" ”

"Secretary of the report, my name is Anatoly Goldman!"

"Okay Goldman, keep up the good work! Who's next, talk about our funding! Seryosha continued.

"Secretary, we recently contacted several large industrial enterprises in the city, but they all said that they did not have the cash to support our plan? And ordinary workers have no enthusiasm for paying the housing provident fund, they are only willing to pay for the rent! A young cadre who seemed quite shrewd said.

"No money? How can it be? Seryosha said dissatisfiedly.

"Secretary, do you know that these companies are telling the truth, after all, according to the relevant regulations of our financial management department, wages can only be used in limited areas, such as paying wages, etc., and other purposes are not allowed?" The cadre patiently explained to Seryosha.

"So how do these companies use their money?" Seryosha asked curiously.

"It is such a secretary, if these enterprises need to purchase raw materials or pay related accounts to other enterprises, they are all directly transferred between the enterprise accounts of the central bank, and will not enter the circulation field at all......"

The young cadre explained to Seryosha in detail the internal rules of capital circulation in state-owned enterprises, and to be honest, Seryosha also knew little about these things, but he felt that this young man had really done a good job, and when he finished speaking, Seryosha hurriedly asked: "Your name is ......?" ”

"Secretary, my name is Vasily Pugachev. Graduated from the Plekhanov State School of Economics. The cadre replied respectfully.

"Okay, tell me Pugachev, do you have any solution to our funding problem?" Seryosha looked at Pugachev with hopeful eyes.

"Huh? Well, secretary, in fact, I thought of an immature idea, I think we may be able to raise funds from the public, and then pay higher interest than the bank, in fact, just like Western bonds or trusts, you can issue some products with a fixed term, such as three years or five years, and you can repay the principal and interest when it matures! Pugachev said nervously.

"Not bad! Pugachev, I think you can definitely have a better performance in the future! Come on! Seryosha made a fist gesture at Pugachev, which seemed to cheer him on, and many people were infected by Seryosha's easy-going mode of getting along, and couldn't help but imitate him and waved his arm, and there was a burst of happy and hearty laughter in the office. The laughter spread through the open door of Seryosha's office to all nearby workstations.

"What are they doing here?" Someone outside the office poked a colleague next to him and asked curiously.

"Who knows? I envy them! Secretary Ulyanov told them that whoever performs well in the work of this housing program will give priority to solving the housing problem! The colleague shook his head and looked enviously in the direction of Seryosha's office, eager to join in.

At this moment, another group of people gathered in the office of Zyuganov, the first secretary of the Moscow Komsomol, and discussed what they were talking about with great anger?

"Secretary Zyuganov, that country guy really takes himself seriously, it's only been a few days! I didn't discuss you and the other secretaries at all, and I didn't take us into account at all! A deputy secretary said excitedly.

Zyuganov patted the deputy secretary on the shoulder, signaled him to calm down, and then said: "Don't worry! I'm definitely not going to let this hillbilly have a good time, sooner or later I'm going to let him go back where he came from. Let me tell you one thing, do you know that nephew of Secretary Grischen? ”

"What you're talking about is the nephew of the secretary of the municipal party committee who was beaten crooked in the face when he fought with someone and always drooled when he spoke, how did it get to him?" Someone asked puzzled.

"I've heard that the one who made that guy what he is like now is our Secretary Ulyanov!" Zyuganov said with a somewhat wicked smile.