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- Yang Luo and Wang Yujia walked slowly on the road, no one spoke. Pedestrians gradually appeared on the road, no matter men, women, old or young, all of them were dressed in shabby clothes and had haggard faces.
"Alas!" Yang Luo sighed, "Let's go back."
"Okay!" Wang Yujia agreed, and the two of them walked back.
"Xiao Wang, are there any township enterprises or private enterprises in our town?"
Wang Yujia said softly: "There is one quarry jointly developed by the town and a private party. The town invested 300,000 yuan, accounting for 30% of the shares. The other two shareholders, one invested 200,000 yuan and the other invested 50,000 yuan. One hundred thousand, and the total registered capital is one million. However, the quarry has been losing money every year for four years.¡±
Yang Luo stopped and frowned tightly: "You mean you have been losing money for four consecutive years and never made a profit?"
Wang Yujia hesitated for a moment: "I've heard about this too, but I don't know the specific situation."
Yang Luo nodded and continued walking forward. The two people saw from a distance that there were more than ten people standing outside the gate of the town government.
Wang Yujia said nervously: "It can't be that they are here again."
Yang Luo asked strangely: "What's going on?"
Wang Yujia pointed to a group of people at the gate and said: "Petitioners."
Yang Luo pursed his lips, feeling the urge to laugh. On my first day in office, I met the legendary petitioner, which was interesting.
"Let's go take a look." After saying that, he strode over.
When he came closer, he saw Qiao Yonghui standing at the gate and talking earnestly.
The youngest of the dozen or so people are in their forties, and the oldest has white hair and a slightly hunched body. Everyone's clothes were patched and patched, and the shoes on their feet were filled with mud and water. Each of them was eating cold corn tortillas in their hands. It was obvious that they had arrived here overnight and had not had breakfast yet.
"We won't tell you, we want to see the new secretary." A middle-aged man shouted.
Qiao Yonghui said: "Folks, the secretary is really not here. You will come back in a while."
"We don't believe what you say. Let us go in quickly. If the secretary is really not here, we will wait for him to come back."
Yang Luo stood behind and listened for a long time without knowing why these people came: "What's going on?"
When Qiao Yonghui saw Yang Luo, he winked fiercely, meaning to tell him to leave quickly.
Yang Luo shook his head slightly and shouted: "Fellow, I am the new secretary. My name is Yang Luo. If you have anything, tell me."
A group of people looked at Yang Luo, who was wearing old camouflage, with doubts and disbelief in their eyes. In their minds, the secretary of the town committee, what a big official he is, how could he wear such shabby clothes. Although there is no patch, it is not much better than them.
Qiao Yonghui sighed: "Folks, this is the new Secretary Yang. If anything happens, you should respond to him."
Hearing what Qiao Yonghui said, these people all believed it. An old man in his sixties standing in front of Yang Luo hurriedly took a bite of the cornmeal cake in his hand, then took out a piece of paper and wrapped it carefully in his pocket. Put it in your pocket.
"Secretary Yang"
Yang Luo waved his hand to interrupt him, and said in a deep voice: "Fellows, you arrived here overnight, right? Have you not had breakfast yet?"
No one spoke, they all looked at Yang Luo blankly, wondering what he meant by these words.
Yang Luo's throat was a little tight, and he looked back at the small restaurant opposite, and then said: "We are like iron rice and steel. You have been traveling all night, and it is so cold. Eating cornmeal cakes in the morning is not good for your stomach. I invite everyone to the hotel. Go eat and talk about it after you¡¯re full.¡±
No one was moving. Yang Luo winked at Wang Yujia. The little girl nodded smartly, turned around and ran towards the small restaurant opposite.
Yang Luo stretched out his hand to support the old man and said: "I paid for this meal for you personally, and it will not cost the government a penny. And I promise here that every penny of the government will be spent on each of you in the future. Whoever wants to If you dare to eat, drink, and be extravagant, I will definitely deal with it seriously and will never tolerate it.¡±
As soon as Yang Luo finished speaking, Qiao Yonghui felt an invisible pressure rushing towards him. This feeling was so mysterious that he didn't feel this way even when he faced the municipal party committee secretary and the mayor.
Standing there, staring blankly at Yang Luo helping the old man towards the small restaurant, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. What did this young secretary do before, and why is he so scary?
Seeing Yang Luo and a dozen fellow villagers entering the restaurant, Qiao Yonghui was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and chased after them. None of the cadres working at the grassroots level??Idiot. Last night he was still thinking that he must follow Mayor Luo closely. Now that he has changed his mind, perhaps following this mysterious secretary is the right choice.
Just when Qiao Yonghui walked into the hotel, a middle-aged man in his forties, with dark skin, short height, and thin body came out of a dark place not far away and looked at the hotel with a sneer. Then he quickly walked into the town government and entered the office of deputy mayor Wang Dezhi. "
Wang Dezhi was standing at the window looking at what was happening outside. When he heard the door ring and turned around, he was startled when he saw the middle-aged man and said hurriedly: "Mayor Luo, why are you here?"
Luo Jinrong smiled sinisterly and said softly: "There is a good show going on, how could I not come?"
Wang Derong was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly: "Those people"
Luo Jinrong waved his hand to interrupt him: "Yes! I was the one who broke the news. If I don't cause him any trouble, he would think that I, Luo Jinrong, are easy to bully."
Wang Derong took out a cigarette and handed one to Luo Jinrong. Then he took out another cigarette and lit it for Luo Jinrong first.
"Mayor! Your move really gave him a blow, but now it seems that that kid is very clever."
"Bullshit!" Luo Jinrong cursed fiercely, "Damn it! There is not a penny in the town now. Let me see how he solves the problem."
Wang Derong lit the cigarette, organized his words and said softly: "Mayor, I think that boy is here to get gold plating. He is a poverty alleviation cadre. To put it nicely, he will stay here for a year and a half and then leave. We don't have to It was too much trouble with him.¡±
"Damn it, I managed to get that old guy Wang Yunchang away with great difficulty. I deserve to be the one who made him a wedding dress in the end. How can I swallow this breath." After speaking, he took a puff of cigarette and said gloomily. Then he said: "I wasn't here last night, so that guy didn't say anything, right?"
Wang Derong smiled: "No, I heard that you are sick and I plan to see you today. This guy is quite good at getting things done. However, he is also a secretary after all. You'd better meet him. Hiding like this is not an option. , don¡¯t we have to meet sooner or later?¡±
"What the hell, he's so old, he's climbed on top of me I've asked for leave from Secretary Li Zuoqun to go to Nanning for medical treatment. I'll let him go for a month first. Also, during the meeting yesterday, he said what?"
Wang Derong recounted the content of last night's meeting. Luo Jinrong chuckled and rolled his eyes: "This guy is really smart. However, this is our territory. I don't agree. It's not that easy to invest here."
Wang Derong frowned, Luo Jinrong actually wanted to make his investment dirty for his own selfish gain. Even if he didn't want to be drowned in the people's spit and stabbed in the back, he would still have to peel off a layer of their skin. But he knew very well what kind of character Luo Jinrong was. He was a gangster who was ruthless and ruthless in doing things. He did whatever he wanted and was used to being domineering. If he wanted to stop him, he would have to be scolded.
Especially with the support of the county party committee secretary, Luo Jinrong is a local emperor in this one-third-acre land in Dahua Town, and he speaks the truth. The reason why he followed Luo Jinrong unswervingly was because the secretary of the county party committee supported Luo Jinrong. Since Luo Jinrong can squeeze out the previous secretary, the new secretary will not last long. The position of town committee secretary was not his, Luo Jinrong's.
But Luo Jinrong must not let Luo Jinrong interfere with the investment now: "Mayor! Not only can you not stop the investment, you must also support it, and you must support it with all your strength."
Luo Jinrong¡¯s face darkened: ¡°What do you mean?¡±
Wang Derong smiled slightly, took a puff of cigarette and said softly: "Think about it, if you mess up the investment matter, will the leaders of the county and city be happy? I don't think even Secretary Li will be satisfied with you. If you wait until that kid has arranged the investment and signed the contract, and you try to get him away, this huge political achievement will be yours."
Luo Jinrong's face lit up, he patted Wang Derong on the shoulder and said: "Yes, yes, Derong, you are thoughtful. Don't worry, as long as I go up, the position of secretary will be yours." After saying that, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, " I have to go. Keep an eye on this place. If that kid makes any moves, call me at any time."
Wang Derong nodded in agreement and personally sent Luo Jinrong out.
Wu Qianghui stood by the window and looked outside. When he saw Luo Jinrong leading the driver to drive away the only jeep in the town, he smiled coldly.
"Luo Jinrong, Luo Jinrong, I think you can still dance for a few days."
Zhong Zhixin was also standing by the window. When he saw Luo Jinrong leaving, he slowly walked to the chair and sat down. He lowered his head and thought for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.
In the small restaurant, Yang Luo was greeting more than a dozen fellow villagers for dinner. In just over ten minutes, all the fellow villagers put down their chopsticks and looked at each other.?Looked at Yang Luo without blinking.
Yang Luo saw that there was not even a drop of soup left on the plate and asked, "Are you full?"
The old man said: "I'm full."
Yang Luo found a chair and sat down, his eyes scanning every face. A dozen fellow villagers lowered their heads in fear, and the atmosphere became a little tense.
Yang Luo said gently: "I know you must have grievances. Tell me. As long as I can do it, I will do it for you."
No one spoke, Qiao Yonghui glared and shouted: "Eat and drink, Secretary Yang asked you to say, you just"
Yang Luo suddenly turned around and shouted: "Shut up."
Qiao Yonghui trembled with fright and hurriedly closed his mouth.
Yang Luo took out the cigarettes, stood up and gave each of them a cigarette, lit them one by one, and then said with a smile: "Say it! Don't be afraid."
Yang Luo was so easy-going that the fellow villagers breathed a sigh of relief. A middle-aged man bravely said: "We are from Baixiu Village. Four years ago, the town opened a quarry in our place, and our land was It was expropriated, but so far we have not received a penny of compensation. When we came to the town, no one took care of us. When we went to the county, no one took care of us. Later, when we went to the city to cause trouble, the city finally agreed to take care of it. The owner of the quarry agreed to let us work in the quarry and pay us the compensation in monthly installments, and we would think about it. Not only could we get the compensation back, but we could also earn some pocket money. It¡¯s been four years and we still haven¡¯t received a cent of compensation, not even a cent of wages.¡±
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