Oops not good! Wu Jinjing reacted immediately, and the new secretary had already unknowingly started to move the Yunhu Convenience Administrative Service Center! He immediately grabbed the phone and called the deputy director Song Qi, asking him to take someone to clean up the night market immediately!

He He Ming has He Zhanglin, and I really only have one goal!

The Urban Management Bureau cannot become a second administrative service center.

Song Qi is rubbing mahjong with a few friends, he has good luck tonight, he just touched himself, and when he received a call from Wu Zhengjing, he promised "okay, okay", and his butt didn't move, and he continued to rub mahjong.

Half an hour later, Wu Jinjing's second call came, asking about the renovation of the night market street, M.vOD🆃 w.COm

"Director, I'm on my way!" Song Qi's face was not red, and his heart was perfunctory.

Mo Ruowu, who knew Song Qi, scored. Wu Jingjing estimated that Song Qi was playing mahjong again, so he gave a death order: "Stop the mahjong for me!" It must be rectified before nine o'clock! ”

The official university crushed people to death!

"As for it!" Song Qi stopped touching mahjong's hand unhappily, and called the captain of the Chengguan squadron, asking him to immediately send someone to clean up a street in the night market, and asked the Chengguan squadron to report the results before 8:50.

At 8:45, the Chengguan squadron reported that the rectification was completed.

"Huh!" Song Qi made a gesture and flowered, he signaled for a pause, and called Wu to tell him that the night market street had been renovated!

Wu Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief, and then remembered that he hadn't practiced calligraphy today! He paced into the study, spread out the rice paper, pondered for a while, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the four big characters "rare and confused" fell on the rice paper.

The mobile phone rang, and Wu Chengjing saw that it was Ding Chengxiang, director of the office of the county party committee, and his heart jumped in shock.

It is said that thousands are not afraid, and they are not afraid, but they are afraid that the leader will call at night. When the leader calls at night, nine times out of ten it will be no good!

"Director Ding, what are your instructions?" Wu Jinjing asked anxiously, and silently recited Amitabha Buddha several times in his heart.

"Director Wu, Secretary Xu and I are now ....... on the street of the night market," Ding Chengxiang said later.

Everyone understands people, and there is no need to speak so thoroughly.

How could Wu Zhijing not know the subtext in Ding Chengxiang's words!

"Director Ding, you and Secretary Xu wait a minute, I'll be there soon!" Dressing and going downstairs, Wu has never scored so neatly as tonight!

Wu Jingjing was muttering in his heart all the way.

Which pot is not opened, which pot is not mentioned, what he is most worried about is the night market street! Every time the rectification is good, as soon as the city management leaves, it will return to the same as before.

The county seat is not big, and his residence is not far from the night market, less than fifteen minutes, Ma Goal hurried to the night market, and saw Ding Chengxiang and Xu Yuanzhou sitting next to him from a distance.

At the morning meeting, he met Xu Yuanzhou, although Xu Yuanzhou was on the rostrum at that time, the new secretary, only one side, was deeply imprinted in his mind.

This is the ability of these officials, leaders, as long as they meet, they must remember that subordinates or people who do things have met ten or eight times, and they may not have an impression.

"Secretary Xu, Director Ding, I've kept you waiting!" Wu didn't have time to wipe his sweat, stretched out his hand to shake hands with Xu Yuanzhou, and said apologetically: "You don't come to say hello." ”

During non-working hours, Xu Yuanzhou didn't mean to blame at all, he smiled and said to Wu Jinjing: "Director Wu, disturb your Yaxing, right?" ”

Just waiting for Wu to score, he already knew from Ding Chengxiang's mouth that he liked calligraphy.

"Where, where!" Wu Chengcheng replied with fear, but his heart became more and more worried.

"Director Wu sit down." Xu Yuanzhou pointed to the plastic stool on the side, "I also want to have a supper and walk around with Director Ding and them, and I arrived at this night market street, the barbecue here is good, do you want to try it?" ”