Lin Zongming came forward, Tang Yaoyao pear blossom cried all the time, and finally agreed not to pursue Zhao Qiang.

She didn't lose anything anyway, so she slept with her pet dog all night.

In other words, pet dogs can still make people happy, Zhao Qiang smelled of feces all over his body, and he felt sick to his stomach when he thought about it.

In fact, Tang Yaoyao and Zhao Qiang got along well before.

Zhao Qiang relied on his shameless rotten tongue to coax the vain Tang Yaoyao around.

A good relationship does not mean that I like him.

According to Tang Yaoyao's criteria for choosing a husband, she is as beautiful as a flower, and the prince charming in her mind is handsome and chic, tall and mighty.

It's just that Zhao Qiang is not as tall as three pieces of tofu, and he looks crooked and cracked, so it's okay to be a clown and be a boyfriend, don't even think about it.

Lin Zongming's appearance and outline are not far from the standard, and the fly in the ointment is that the family conditions are too ordinary.

Prince Charming has to have a white horse, and Lin Zongming doesn't even have a bicycle, the hardware is okay, and the software is too poor.

However, Lin Zongming's change to the official editor and his deep appreciation from the county leaders can make up for his shortcomings.

Tang Yaoyao's gradually changing ideas led to Lin Zongming's obedience.

Settle Tang Yaoyao, Zhao Qiang was grateful to Lin Zongming, said a lot of good things, nodded and almost flashed his waist.

"Alright." Lin Zongming raised his hand to interrupt, "Zhao Qiang, if you really want to thank me for setting up a mahjong game, I will also try my luck." ”

"What?" Zhao Qiang thought that he had heard something, so he hurriedly asked again, and after being confirmed by Lin Zongming, his face was full of incredulity.

"Zong Ming, I've never heard of you playing cards, not to mention that our chips are a bit big, you ...... Will it work? ”

"Whatever!" Lin Zongming frowned, "Just don't owe money." ”

"You really want to play?"

"Nonsense, you think I'm joking with you."

Since he became a regular, Lin Zongming has not spoken as submissively and timidly as before, and he has gained confidence.

"Okay, you're really going to play, I'll contact the game, you wait for my news."

Since the county party committee confirmed that Wu Jinchuan was appointed as the secretary of Wanlin Township, during this window period, the township was lifeless and lifeless.

The main reason is that Tian Zhibin does not come to work in the township much, and it is said that he is sick.

Tian Zhibin's family lives in the county seat, and usually works in the township from Monday to Friday, and goes home for the holidays.

It's good now, I simply don't come to work, it's not accurate to say that it's sick, and the people who came to visit came back and said that Tian Zhibin was not at home at all, and his family said that he had gone to other places.

In his absence, some work cannot be advanced.

The documents that needed to be signed by him were piled up on the desk a foot thick.

For this reason, Li Qun made a special trip to the county and poured bitter water on Wu Jinchuan.

Wu Jinchuan persuaded him not to be impatient, and tactfully reminded him that during the special period, it would be better for them to have less contact.

During the cadre publicity period, there are many taboos.

Don't think that if it is publicized, it will be a certainty, if a report letter pops up, it will be troublesome.

Originally, this time, Luo Nannan, secretary of the county party committee, and Huang Mingfa, the county magistrate, disagreed, Huang Mingfa was equivalent to a dumb loss, can he give up?

Huang Kaimin has no bottom, and Wu Jinchuan is even more bottomless.

Li Qun left disappointed.

Ben expected Wu Jinchuan to take office, and joining forces with him was enough to deal with Tian Zhibin.

can give him the feeling that Wu Jinchuan is as timid as a mouse and lacks courage.

How to say, behind Wu Jinchuan stood Huang Kaimin, who was a member of the Standing Committee of the county party committee and head of the organization department, and he was very heavy.

Moreover, Huang Kaimin has won the trust of Luo Nannan, that is to say, they are all people on the Luo Nan line.

The secretary of the county party committee is the sky in Guangming County, and even the county magistrate Huang Mingfa has to be afraid of three points.

After Li Qun left, Wu Jinchuan stood in front of the window, looking at Li Qun's lonely back, and his stretched brows quickly gathered together.

In the afternoon, Tang Yaoyao was in a bad mood and did not come to work.

Zhao Qiang said that he was playing a card game for Lin Zongming, and as soon as he turned around, he disappeared.

And Qi Chonghai said that he had a headache, he didn't eat in the cafeteria at noon, and he disappeared naturally in the afternoon.

Lin Zongming was alone, sitting in the office sorting out documents.

It's in vain, and few township leaders go to work, but Qian Shumin showed his face in the morning, and the door of the office was locked, and he didn't know where he went.

In short, today's Wanlin Township is a plate of scattered sand, empty of a shell, and is about to rot wood.

"There's no gasp!"

Lin Zongming suddenly heard a voice coming from the door on the first floor.

His office was not far from there, and it was all open.

There was a stir in that place, and I could hear it clearly.

After that, someone went over to talk.

Lin Zongming came out to take a look, and the person who spoke was more than one meter and eight meters tall, five big and three thick, and his voice was so loud that it shocked his ears.

It looked familiar, and I couldn't remember who it was for a while.

The old Zhang Zheng in the mailroom said to the visitor: "Zheng Cannon, are you drinking?" You speak quietly, this is the township government, not your family, you can do whatever you want. ”

Oh, Lin Zongming suddenly realized that Zheng Dacang was Zheng Sanxi's cousin.

All the men in their Zheng family, after they were born, their peers were all ranked down according to their age.

Zheng Dacang's generation, he is the eldest brother, and Zheng Sanxi is the third.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with the township government, it's still not allowed to speak." Zheng Dacang's eyes widened, and he continued to shout in his throat: "The production of Xingrong Cement Factory disturbs the people, and dust is emitted everywhere, and my yard and house are full of ash. How many times have I reported it to you, it doesn't matter. ”

"If you don't care about it in the township, I will immediately join my neighbors to go to the county to complain."

When it comes to this, it's really a big problem.

Xingrong Cement Plant was invested and built by foreign merchants a few years ago.

The boss's surname is Gu, his name is Gu Qiuhua, he is in his thirties, tall and thin, and speaks Mandarin with a strong southern accent.

Since the cement plant was built, there have been complaints about dust pollution and noise disturbances.

Nearby residents have complained many times to the township and even the county petition bureau, but each time they say that they will rectify it, but in the end, it will not be done.

In the most serious case, it was on the city radio news column, and the cement plant was only shut down for half a month. After the resumption of production, the dust and noise standards only lasted for a month, and then they were the same.

After that, it is still a complaint, or a rip-off, or a thunderstorm and a small rain.

Again and again, the complaining masses are tired, the township government is tired, and the Xingrong Cement Factory is even more accustomed to it, and it is not taken seriously at all.

Now, hearing Zheng Dacang mention the petition again, Lao Zhang dragged his arm out, and muttered impatiently: "The township leaders are not here, you can sue wherever you like, go quickly, don't mess around here and affect the office." ”

Hearing Lao Zhang's tone, Zheng Dacang shook his arm and scolded and burst into foul language.

Lao Zhang is in his fifties, thin and withered, Zheng Dacang is burly, and he is a hard-working person.

He inadvertently pulled Lao Zhang out a few meters away.

After taking a few steps backwards, he fell to the ground with a thud, his head hitting the edge of the marble steps, and the back of his head was bleeding profusely.