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I saw hundreds of people at the foot of the mountain, waving shovels and pickaxes, working hard.

Wang Minghong ordered people to call a farmer who was about fifty years old and squatted to talk to the old farmer.

This man's surname is Han and is from Hanjiatun. This time, Hanjiatun originally planned to dispatch forty laborers, but when he heard about the road construction, everyone actively signed up, which was far beyond this number.

Han Zhongwang had to choose a good and young person, but the old farmer who was not selected said angrily: "Mr. Han thought I was old and bad, so he didn't let me come. I stopped doing it when I heard it. I was not a seventy-eighty person, and I had a little bit of a bone, so that's nothing. We can't do heavy work, so it's okay to have light work. So, I came to build the road secretly."

"So, aren't you forced to build roads? They are all voluntary?" Wang Minghong asked with interest.

"Who says compulsory? Secretary Li is a good person. How long has he been in our village for so long? How many good things have he done? He can't count them. Just talk about road construction. Some people say it is a political achievement project and a face job. I'm just a bird fart. Look, the road here is muddy and difficult to walk in summer. When it snows heavily in winter, the mountain products in our hands cannot be transported out. They are piled up at home and become moldy and spoiled. The daily necessities they need cannot be transported in. They are all caused by this broken road. Let me tell you an example. One year, our whole family ate for a week.

I feel nauseous when I see this thing. I want to ask those people with ulterior motives who are the most affordable for road construction? Aren’t we ordinary people? So when we hear about road construction, everyone is so happy. Isn’t it just a lot of energy? We have no money, and the countryside doesn’t want the people to raise funds to pay. Those who have money pay, and those who have no money work hard. Everyone works together and uses their strength to benefit together in the end. This is a great thing to benefit future generations. If you don’t allow them to come, there is no such thing as forcing this.”

The old farmer was excited and his face turned red. Wang Minghong kept nodding. The common people's words were the simplest and most realistic. He was to learn that the township party secretary named Li Yuanlang was definitely a very capable and courageous grassroots cadre.

Seeing the old farmer off, Wang Minghong looked at the busy scene at the foot of the mountain and sighed: "If there are more such good cadres at the grassroots level, the lives of the people will be much better."

Shui Qingzhang was surprised, but he was silent on his face, and he didn't comment much. Wang Minghong naturally knew the relationship between Li Yuanlang and him. It was not good to say more and say less. Anyway, his goal had been achieved. With Wang Minghong's words, it would definitely be helpful to Li Yuanlang's future career development.

Jiang Zhaojun took over the conversation and said, "Secretary Wang is right. If our party has more good leaders and leaders who are dedicated to serving the people, it can also improve the party's prestige among the people."

The provincial party committee bosses all expressed their opinions. Shen Zheng was really unreasonable without saying a few fair words, so he also agreed. Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Minghong and others did not stop for a long time and got in the car and headed straight to the next stop.

When Fan Zheng came to report Kim Seung's instructions to Li Yuanlong, Li Yuanlong quickly called Kim Seung back.

"Why are you just calling back now? It's too late? I got the news that Secretary Wang and the others have arrived in Uma County. It's a pity that you missed this opportunity to have a face in vain." Jin Sheng said regretfully.

"Thank you for your kind reminder for the county magistrate. I am messy in the road construction here. If Secretary Wang is interested in seeing it better, he will continue to do our work if he doesn't see it. In more than ten days, the road construction project will be almost done. At that time, the county magistrate will be asked to cut the ribbon in person to put a perfect end to the road that is the people who have built it themselves." Li Yuanlang said sincerely.
Chapter completed!