Chapter 340: A Symposium in a Small Mountain Village
"Well, then tell me about the situation." Shangguan Tinghui already vaguely felt that this matter might be just a puppet and a puppet, and the real manipulation behind the scenes was Li Mingxuan and Deng Fushun.
Wu scored a goal, which quickly verified Shangguan Tinghui's guess.
"At that time, how many vehicles to purchase, what price, were all set by Li Mingxuan, and the urban management bureau just implemented according to his words, Li Mingxuan didn't nod, the county finance didn't give this money, and our urban management bureau couldn't afford to buy one."
That's true.
"Is this batch of cars profitable?" Shangguan Tinghui looked at Mu Xingchen again.
Mu Xingchen habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose again, and said with an embarrassed smile: "This kind of non-public bidding, and there is no competitive pressure, the profit must be large, at least between 20% and 30%, which is already a huge profit in the field of automobile sales, and it is money from the treasury, and the funds are in place in one step, of course this business is cool." β
This is consistent with the data obtained by Shangguan Tinghui from the Finance Department of Fushun Special Automobile Sales Company.
It is no wonder that Fushun Automobile Sales Company's sales have increased sharply in the past two years, and its profits have also soared...... πΌ.π ππΏπ©π.ππ€π
In winter, the days become shorter and the nights become longer, and the night in the Banshan Village, which is located in the mountains, is earlier than that of Yunhu County, and as soon as the sun sets, the Banshan Village is shrouded in the night.
Xu Yuanzhou's dinner was eaten at the house of Ding Qing'an, secretary of the village branch.
Some closed and backward villages in the mid-mountain still retain the custom of killing pigs, which is relatively rare in the countryside.
Ding Qing'an's family also raised a big fat pig, which was originally planned to be killed when he was young, but now that the distinguished guest of Secretary Xu of the county party committee came, Ding Qingan killed the New Year's pig in advance.
With the blessing of the New Year's pig, the dinner at night is also rich: braised pork, braised pork knuckles, fried belly slices, stewed pork ribs with radish...... Add the vegetables grown in your own field, and the table is full.
The reason why Xu Yuanzhou had dinner in Banshan Village was because he had already made an appointment with more than a dozen elderly people to have a discussion at the village committee at 7 p.m., and asked them to talk about their views on funeral reform.
Ding Qing'an took out some self-brewed grain wine and wanted to ask Secretary Xu to taste it, but Xu Yuanzhou politely declined, saying that he would have a discussion with the old man in the evening, and when the time came, the smell of alcohol on his body was not good, so Ding Qingan had to give up.
The venue for the discussion was chosen at the village committee. Xu Yuanzhou already had a plan before he came to Banshan Village, and he paid for Zhao Lei to buy a piece of Huazi, and bought more than 100 yuan of melon seeds and peanuts, plus some oranges, bananas and other fruits, so that Ding Qingan and Zhou Jingkang had a long table in the conference room, and it was quite presentable.
Before seven o'clock, the old people came one after another.
Xu Yuanzhou, Zhao Lei, and Shen Yi'an greeted warmly, and the old people sat down on both sides of the long table.
These old people usually smoke cigarettes for a few dollars a pack, and it is rare to smoke Huazi, and they all praise and say: This cigarette is good, pure, and not rushed!
The smell of nicotine spread throughout the conference room at once.
When the old people first came in, they were still a little cowering when they saw Xu Yuanzhou, and when Ding Qingan and Zhou Jingkang informed them, they had already told them that they were members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and the secretary of the county party committee.
Seeing that Xu Yuanzhou was polite and approachable, the old people gradually let go.
Ding Qingan saw that everyone had arrived, turned his head and asked Xu Yuan quietly: "Secretary Xu, can you start?" β
Xu Yuanzhou smiled and nodded, "Let's start." β
The meeting room of the village committee is very rudimentary, and there is not even a microphone.
Ding Qingan stood up and said to the old people: "All the uncles and uncles are quiet. β
The old people who were muttering quietly stopped talking to each other, and only the sound of eating melon seeds and peanuts could be heard in the conference room.
Seeing that the old people were quiet, Ding Qingan raised his voice and said: "Dear Secretary Xu, Director Zhao, and Director Shen, on behalf of the men, women and children in Banshan Village, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks and warm welcome to you for coming!" Next, I would like to ask Secretary Xu of the county party committee to give instructions to all of us, and everyone is warmly welcomed.!
Ding Qing'an and Zhou Jingtai took the lead in applauding, and sparse applause rang out at the scene.
Xu Yuanzhou waved his hand very politely and said: "Everyone is my elder, the younger ones are also my uncles and uncles, the older ones can be my grandfathers, it's almost the New Year, I am here to give you a New Year's greeting in advance, I wish you all good health in the new year!" β
The old people said: Thank you! Thank you........
Xu Yuanzhou continued in a flat voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the city has issued a document about funeral reform, I asked Director Shen to read it to everyone, and then, let's talk about ourselves."