It is also unrealistic to let people of Jingdeshun's age take the civil service exam, everyone has an age limit, so Bai Lao didn't ask.

"So, leader, our village chief is much stronger than those big officials in the county, and they all paid out of their own pockets to build a road for Jingjia Village, and finished all the things that should be done in the county. ”

Jing Liangzheng caught Jing Deshun in front of Bai Lao anyway, and he praised him violently, regardless of whether he said it was right or not, Bai Lao also deliberately followed him to speak, so Jing Liangzheng was seriously inflated.

Pointing out the country in front of the leader, what a cool point it is!

At this time, Jing Liangzheng was as comfortable as drinking ice water on dog days, and he didn't know who he was.

The words are not shocking, and the death is endless!

"If you want me to say, this county magistrate might as well let us be the village head!"

Jing Liangzheng's tone was very disdainful, his expression was contemptuous, his heart was happy, and what he said was nonsense.

The key is that he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with him, and he doesn't understand the organizational principles or anything, he just looks at Bai Lao, looking like you want to listen to persuasion.

"Huh. ”

Bai Lao has maintained a smiling face since he saw Jing Liangzheng, he used to look majestic, but today he has more smiles on his face than in his life, and the smile on Bai Lao's face is really a little stiff at this time.

Jing Liangzheng can really give people problems, a person who is not even a civil servant, opens his mouth and gives a county magistrate's hat.

said that Bai Lao was not the emperor, or he was not the emperor and did not do so, so he chatted and gave a village chief a seven-pin Zhi County?

Besides, the county magistrate is elected, and he has to leave the people's congress.

Watching Jing Liangzheng squint and wait for his reaction, Bai Lao understood that Jing Liangzheng was really chatting between the two.

Of course, you can say no, and you should say no.

But what if you can't say it later?

After being rejected by himself, Jing Liangzheng doesn't care if he says it or not, he will definitely have thoughts about himself in his heart, and once the distance is generated, it will be difficult to get closer.

And Bai Lao didn't come here today to talk about organizational principles, a county magistrate is also a grassroots cadre, a big official with sesame mung beans, too far from Bai Lao's level, and it is insignificant at all.

What's more, having both ability and political integrity and appointing people on the basis of merit, and the masses are generally recognized that paying attention to actual performance is also the party's principle for appointing cadres.

So Bai Lao also let go.

The county magistrate is the county magistrate, and it's just seven grades, a sesame official.

The first 30 years are to see the father and the son, and the last 30 years to see the son to respect the father.

Jing Liangzheng's face, you have to give it!

"What Brother Jing said is that Village Chief Jing is a good comrade, but being a village chief is really a bit condescending, although it is said that being able to manage a village well may not be able to manage a county well......"

Speaking of this, Bai Lao looked at Jing Deshun, who opened his mouth wide and looked stupid, afraid that he would be surprised by his own sloppiness.

The stock department is another story of three levels in a row, Bai Lao sighed in his heart, and stepped on the red line.

When it wasn't time to sigh, Bai Lao turned to Jing Liangzheng and said: "But, no one is born to be a good county magistrate, everyone has the first time, right?"

Jing Liangzheng hurriedly nodded and agreed: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

Bai Lao turned to Jing Deshun again: "You have a good view of the overall situation, you are willing to do things, you can do things, and you are not greedy or occupied, you will not abolish the public for private reasons, at least you will not be a corrupt official if you become an official." ”

Jing Deshun's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but hold his breath since just now, he never thought that Bai Lao would actually agree to this joke-like request, and until now it still feels like a dream.

Speaking of this, Bai Lao was a little worried, the head of a county is only a grassroots cadre, and it is insignificant, but the livelihood of hundreds of thousands of people in a county is not a trivial matter.

Of course, Bai Lao is not a person who goes back on his word, but when he thinks of the responsibility of the county magistrate, he still can't help but tell Jing Deshun a few words.

"It's not enough to be just not greedy, as an official is to benefit one party, what is handed over to you is the right and responsibility, the party and the country trust you, you must be worthy of this trust, do things practically, be honest, be diligent and honest, and be indifferent. ”

Jing Deshun was so excited that he couldn't help himself, this was giving orders! Although it was not an official announcement, in Huaxia, Bai Lao said it to his face, what is the difference between it and the official wording?

This is more effective than formal writing, isn't it?

Jing Deshun has begun to imagine what it will be like for him to become the county government, and he can't help but look forward to it and be apprehensive, and has been looking forward to being promoted, but Bai Lao pointed out the essence of being an official in a few words, and Jing Deshun suddenly realized.

Being an official is not only a right, but also a responsibility!

Can you take on this responsibility?

Jing Deshun has no score in his heart, when the village chief directs the villagers to work, the focus is to have a strong momentum and a loud voice.

No experience as a county magistrate?

When his wish was within reach, Jing Deshun flinched.

"Leader, I...... I can't do it, don't forget it, I can manage a village well, but I may not be able to manage a county well, besides, I don't know anything about officialdom, there are more people than me, so let other people come. ”

Jing Deshun was afraid that he would not be able to do well and wanted to excuse himself, so Jing Liangzheng said anxiously: "Deshun! What nonsense are you talking about? The leader can afford you, so he asked you to be the county magistrate, and no one else can ask for it, so why do you push it out yourself?"

Jing Liangzheng looked like he hated iron and steel, and wanted to go up and hammer the village chief twice, but Bai Lao was very pleased, Jing Deshun knew that he was afraid, that was to see the weight of the responsibility, if he just saw the rights and convenience brought by the official position, I am afraid that he would have been ecstatic a long time ago.

Jing Deshun was able to see the essence clearly before being ordered, Bai Lao's burden was reduced by half, and Wen Yan comforted Jing Deshun.

"It's okay, you do it well, if you don't understand, just discuss it with the county secretary, pick a more experienced secretary, management is not your business alone, listen to the opinions of professionals, and if you can't hold it steadily, you will go to the Standing Committee to discuss, there will be no big problems, I will leave the phone to you when I go back, there are problems that can't be solved, call me, I have many experts there." ”

Since Bai Lao has made up his mind to support Jing Deshun to become the county magistrate, he really teaches him officialdom experience without reservation.

Jing Deshun listened and remembered only that he could get the true biography of Bai Lao, and he was the only one in China.

Bai Lao was talking and talking, thinking that this matter could be written as a story, and suddenly had an interesting idea, and asked very playfully.

"Would you like to give you a Shang Fang sword?"

"What...... What the hell?"

Jing Deshun is serious, there is still this thing in China? Isn't it a cultural relic?

"Where's your phone?"

Jing Deshun hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and the Apple 7 handed it to Bai Lao.

Bai Lao took the mobile phone and handed it to Jing Liangzheng: "Brother Jing, come and help us take a few group photos." ”

"Oh. ”

Jing Liangzheng took the phone, and Bai Lao began to pull Jing Deshun to pose for various poses.

Handshakes, shoulder-to-shoulder, a total of seven or eight shots, with different postures. The only thing that is the same is that Bai Lao in the photo is smiling as happily as reuniting with an old friend.

"Do you use QQ? Send photos to a space album and encrypt them. If anyone can't get along with you one day, you cancel the encryption. ”

Jing Deshun was in a cold sweat, and the leader would play.