Fan Dongping handed the ledger to Meng Keli and said:

"This is a detailed record of the quarrying and sand excavation transportation vehicles in Dongdian Village, the date, license plate number, and the model of the car."

"How much sand they dug up and how much stone they mined from Dongdian Village, according to the records above, it is clear. For five years, not a single day has fallen. ”

"If you want to find out what is wrong with them, you just need to find the village accountant and check the accounts of the past few years. Those who don't match must have been swallowed up by them. ”

Meng Keli took it and looked at it carefully.

After reading a few pages, I turned to the middle and back to look at it, and then handed it to Zhang Weidong:

"Master, look at it. It's great to have these things. ”

turned to Fan Dongping again and asked, "Old president, can this be filmed?" We want to keep it as evidence, and you keep the original account. ”

Fan Dongping happily agreed: "Of course you can, shoot." ”

Zhang Weidong, with the help of Qu Tingting, the two began to take pictures page by page.

Taking advantage of this time, Meng Keli continued to ask: "Old president, who else knows about this account book except you?" ”

Fan Dongping shook his head: "This matter was done by me and my eldest son Fan Dalin personally. No one knows except us. ”

Meng Keli praised: "Great. ”

"I just looked at it, and I remember this account too clearly. In this way, the problem of quarrying and digging sand in your village, as long as it is carefully verified, will soon come to light. ”

Then he looked at Fan Dongping and said meaningfully:

"President Fan, in this way, I'm afraid some people in the town and village won't be able to sit still."

Fan Dongping smiled slightly: "I know who will not be able to sit still." The first is Fan Xubiao, the village party secretary, and the second is Huang Xiaopo, the town secretary. ”

"Since Fan Xubiao was bribed to be elected as the party secretary, he has hooked up with Huang Xiaopo, and he has been together in embarrassment for almost ten years."

"Let's talk about digging river sand first, Fan Xubiao let his father-in-law and his brother-in-law monopolize the river sand and don't let others dig it."

"On the surface, they cooperated with the village to contract the excavation and export of river sand, but in fact, the village didn't get much money, and it all went into their own pockets."

Meng Keli asked, "Have you signed the contract?" ”

Fan Dongping shook his head: "I said that I signed it, but no one saw it." The official seal of the village committee is in Fan Xubiao's hand, and the accountant is also his person, and the village chief Pei Zhimin only listens to him. ”

"It's not easy for these people to be deceitful. Speaking of what kind of village party secretary, in recent years, the 'three meetings and one lesson' of the party branch have been like a fictitious existence, and they have not played any supervisory role at all. ”

Meng Keli asked again: "Then can the villagers let them know about these things?" ”

"Snort." Fan Dongping snorted in his nose, "Because the villagers can't dig sand, they can't share any money every year, so of course they have to sue the people!" ”

"But what's the use of suing? Huang Xiaopo, the town secretary, had already been bought by them. ”

According to Fan Xubiao's brother-in-law, he was drunk once and bragged to others, saying that the town leaders also accounted for 20 of their shares. Who else could there be, of course, Huang Xiaopo. So, it's useless to sue. ”

"And I also heard that Huang Xiaopo also has twenty dry shares in the quarry. Every year, these gray incomes alone cost millions. ”

"You say, can such a town secretary still be called a party cadre?"

Meng Keli said: "Please tell me about these situations in detail." ”

So, Fan Dongping introduced the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Shanhe has been quarrying in the village for six years.

It is said that at that time, Sunward signed a cooperation agreement with the village, but the promises made were not fulfilled, but the village never held them accountable for breach of contract.

On the contrary, after the three-year contract expired, the contract was renewed. It's so greasy that anyone can figure it out when they think about it.

In addition to giving the villagers some benefits such as rice and peanut oil during the New Year, the village did not give any dividends to the villagers, and the relevant accounts were not clear.

Even, even the road in the village was crushed by heavy trucks quarrying and dredging, and the villagers went to the town many times to respond, and the mountain and river company promised to spend money on repairs, but they have not been seen to start construction until now.

Looking at the family of village secretary Fan Xubiao, in recent years, he has not only built a three-story small western-style building but also bought a luxury car. He also circled a piece of land at the head of the village and made a prefabricated component field, which is said to be mainly the shares of Shanhe Company and Huang Xiaopo.

As for some of Fan Xubiao's bad deeds of drinking, playing cards and sleeping with women, President Fan Lao saw that Meng Keli and Qu Tingting were both young girls, so he didn't say much.

Meng Keli recorded in her notebook while recording.

From time to time, I ask for some details in detail.

On the other side, Zhang Weidong and Qu Tingting wasted for a long time, and finally finished shooting the account page.

So far, the clues about the process of quarrying and sand dredging, the cadres at the village and town levels have borrowed the power in their hands, operated in the dark, and filled their own pockets.

Seeing that the time was approaching noon, Fan Dongping's wife had already started cooking.

The aroma of local chicken stewed mushrooms comes from the stove.

The gluttony that provoked the two girls came out.

In addition, Fan Dongping's wife prepared a few more dishes for them.

Stir-fried green onions with local eggs, stewed beans with eggplant, fried shredded potatoes with chili, and a dipping pickle from my own garden.

It's all local food from the countryside.

The three of them were not polite, and had lunch at President Fan's house.

Under the warm greeting of Fan Dongping and his wife, the three of them stopped their chopsticks until they didn't dare to bend over.

After lunch and bidding farewell to President Fan, Qu Tingting took the two of them to Wei Baoxiang's house again.

As soon as the car stopped, I saw the village chief Pei Zhimin coming over.

Qu Tingting often comes to the village and knows him very well.

After the two said hello, Pei Zhimin asked:

"Miss Xiaoqu, these two are newspaper reporters, right?"

"The reporter is here, why don't you notify me of such a big thing, it's too snubbing people."

It was as if he was the master of the village, and he did not fulfill the friendship of the landlord.

Qu Tingting knew that Pei Zhimin and Fan Xubiao were in the same group, so it was naturally inconvenient to say anything, let alone go to any village committee.

In case I met Fan Xubiao there, I didn't know what to say.

Since he met the village chief, he took the opportunity to briefly introduce Meng Keli and Zhang Weidong to him.

He lied that he was a newspaper reporter who came down to collect news, and there was nothing special that required the cooperation of the village, so he did not go to the village committee.

Meng Keli and Zhang Weidong naturally said that they were just here to randomly interview the villagers and report on the changes brought to the villagers in the process of building the new countryside.

Qu Tingting said: "Village Chief Pei, you go and get busy, wait for the reporter to finish the interview, if I have time, I will take them to the village committee to sit down." ”

Immediately, the three of them entered the courtyard of Wei Baoxiang's house.

Seeing this, Pei Zhimin couldn't say anything more.

In fact, when Qu Tingting and the others entered Fan Dongping's house, someone reported it to Pei Zhimin.

He also wondered why the reporter from the daily newspaper didn't come to the village, but went directly to President Fan's house.

That Fan Dongping has always been at odds with them, and it's not good for him to break in and ask directly, so he lets people stare at reporters to see when they will come out.

It wasn't until after lunch that the reporter finally came out and arrived in front of Wei Baoxiang's house again.

Pei Zhimin hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, trying to use the identity of the village chief to let the reporter go to the village committee so that he could inquire about some situations.

But Qu Tingting and the two reporters obviously avoided him, and they didn't appreciate his greetings, so they naturally muttered in their hearts.

Hurriedly called Fan Xubiao to report the situation here.

Fan Xubiao, who was on the phone, heard that the reporter went to Wei Baoxiang's house, and he was even more nervous than hearing that he went to Fan Dongping's house.

Although Pei Zhimin didn't know the reason, listening to Fan Xubiao's tone, he knew that the matter was not trivial.

Fan Xubiao was on the phone, asked him to keep an eye on a few people, and asked him to find a way to ask what the reporters asked?

This made it difficult for him.

He had no eavesdropping or listening equipment, and he had never taken care of a widow's house.

In addition, Qu Tingting and the reporter have made it clear that they do not need to be accompanied by him.

Pei Zhimin stood in place in a daze, unable to think of a way for a long time.

After a while, I saw two village thugs coming over. One of them was covered with dyed yellow hair, lean and lean.

The two often follow Fan Lao on weekdays. At this moment, I received a call from Fan Xubiao, the village party secretary, and rushed over.

When Pei Zhimin saw the two of them, he was relieved.

He called the two into his house and arranged them like this.

The two nodded repeatedly.

When he went to drive alone, Huang Mao walked around the Tiguan car.