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Chapter forty-six delivery of public food

In the back seat of Santana, Wei Xiangxiu leaned against Lu Zheng's arms as soft as if she had no bones, and she was sleeping in a drowsy face. Her flushed face still looked charming, as if she was still immersed in the madness that had just ended.

Outside, the fiery red sun had just jumped out of the ground, and it was five o'clock in the morning.

The person driving in the front driving seat is Jiao Lei.

Today on Monday, Lu Zheng naturally had to rush back to Qinglong early. Originally, it was not necessary for Wei Xiangxiu to give it to him, but Wei Xiangxiu, who had just blended with her lover and tasted the sweet taste of sex, was as close as fire and was as close as Lu Zheng. She didn't want to separate from her, and just wanted to give it to Lu Zheng.

Wei Xiangxiu couldn't drive the car. Lu Zheng called Jiao Lei and asked Jiao Lei to send him back to Qinglong. Wei Xiangxiu must follow him to see him off.

Looking at Wei Xiangxiu who was gradually sleeping in her arms, Lu Zheng knew that she must be exhausted.

Thinking about the dirty thoughts he had when he suddenly saw Tong Susu on TV last night, Lu Zheng couldn't help but feel ashamed, but when a man was having fun, his mind was full of lust, and random thoughts were inevitable, which was completely different from being awake.

"Xiao Jiao, drive the car more steadily, it doesn't matter if you slow down." Lu Zheng said, and in his heart, he seemed to like Wei Xiangxiu more and more.

Lu Zheng sent Wei Xiangxiu to the county party committee guesthouse, opened a room in Xu Building to ask her to rest, and asked Jiao Lei to find a place to stay. When Wei Xiangxiu woke up, he sent her back to Wushan.

Jiao Lei insisted on waiting in the lobby of the guesthouse. Lu Zheng didn't say much, left a note for Wei Xiangxiu, telling her that Jiao Lei was waiting for her downstairs, and then came out and gently brought the door.

He went to find Ai Fang again and asked his sister-in-law to take care of his girlfriend. Then Lu Zheng went to the county party committee courtyard next door. At this time, it was less than eight o'clock.

A meeting of the members of the government party group held in the morning, mainly to learn the development plan of the Central Committee for the Bohai Rim Economic Circle. Finally, Lu Zheng took yesterday's party newspaper and asked Wang Guest to read the above news, which was the news that the Shenyang explosion-proof equipment factory announced bankruptcy a few days ago. This was the first state-owned enterprise to officially declare bankruptcy after the founding of New China.

This is how Lu Zheng encountered some sensitive and representative news and discussed with his cadres. In this discussion, he expanded everyone's ideas and conveyed some of his own ideas.

In the afternoon, Wei Xiangxiu called and said that she was back to Wushan, fearing that she would delay her job, so she didn't come to say goodbye.

Listening to Wei Xiangxiu's voice, Lu Zheng felt a little warm in his heart. Finally, he knew what it was like to have a passionate love. It was very warm, comfortable, and a bit worrying.

The midsummer comes and goes in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, the weather gradually cools down by the end of August.

Gao Zhikai was sentenced to six months of detention for dereliction of duty, and was expelled from the party and removed from public office. At the same time, Qinglong New City Financial Street opened the curtain of vigorous construction.

The scorching sun is hot and the temperature is higher today than in the previous few days, but it is the busiest day for the grain stations in Qinglong County.

This is true for the Xiji Grain Station. The grain station courtyard is covered with cement floors. At this time, half of the yellow rice and wheat are stored in the courtyard. Drying grain is one of the daily tasks of the grain station to prevent the grain collected from getting moldy.

The weather is good today. The villagers from Xiji Township rushed from various villages to hand over public grain. In recent days, most of the public grains handed over are millet, and a few wheat have not been handed over. At this time, they are also driving horse and carriages. The ox carriages slowly gather in front of the grain station, and there are also many riding on the back seat of the water pipe truck with two bags of rice tied to the back of the water pipe truck.

The grain station staff were busy checking the quality of the grain, poking hard into the grain pocket with a large hollow awl. When pulled out, a tube of grain would be filled with rice. At this time, they could pour out to observe the size and fullness of the grain, etc., so as to determine it as first-class grain, second-class grain, and third-class grain. Then they would unload the truck, pass the pounds, and put it on the automatic transport belt. With the roar of the transportation belt, the yellow rice was slowly transported to the semicircular granaries at the top.

"Third class!" Wang Xiaoya, a grain inspector at the grain station, observed the rice poured from the awl on his hand and shouted crisply.

Qiu Dashi, the old farmer who had just unloaded two sacks of rice from the back seat of the water pipe truck and was smiling and waiting for the inspection results, hurriedly said, "Girl, no, you can take a closer look, how could it be third-class grain? My Laoqiu's grain is famous in Wangzhuangzi, and it is famous for its true nature."

Wang Xiaoya poked the bottom of the sack with an awl, put the grains taken out in her hand, blew them twice, and said, "It's third-class."

The staff of the grain station next to him came over and prepared to carry the grain over to the pounds.

Lao Qiu smiled and said to Wang Xiaoya, "Girl, you can test it well."

There were many villagers queuing up behind Laoqiu to pay the grain. They seemed to have to work overtime until midnight today. In the hot weather, all kinds of sweat smelled, the grain skin floated on their faces, making people feel uncomfortable, and their bodies were even more thorny. Wang Xiaoya, who usually has a good temper, couldn't help but feel a little irritated and said, "It's only third-class, and it's third-class, right, next!" She shouted at the villagers behind Laoqiu.

Lao Qiu smiled a little reluctantly, "How could it be? Yesterday, Lao Zhao's grain was not as good as mine. I gave the first-class grain to test. My millet was full. Do you have to give it a third-class? Girl, you can't do this!"

Wang Xiaoya cut off the railway track: "You are the third-class grain! Stop talking, hurry up, next one!"

Lao Qiu frowned and said, "Is there anyone who does this kind of thing? I tell you little girl, don't bully us countrymen. I understand the tricks here! Isn't Lao Zhao acquaintances at your grain station?"

Wang Xiaoya rolled her eyelids: "What do you mean? What's the trick? I didn't test the food yesterday. Whoever tests it, you can go to whom!"

Lao Qiu was a famous hot temper in the village. The anger he had been holding back immediately erupted like a volcano. His black and shiny shirt exposed outside the vest shook and shouted: "There is something wrong with your grain station! If you have acquaintances, you will be the first time, and if you have no acquaintances, you will be the third time! The wheat I paid last month was also given a blank note! You are doing this, we will not hand over the grain!" He turned around and shouted: "Everyone said, right?"

"Yes, we won't hand over!" Someone immediately responded in a verbal response, and some people from Laoqiu and the same village gathered over and said noisy: "You are the leader, and ask you to lead the leader!", "Give the money, we don't want to leave!" There were all the things that were said in a mess, and the scene was in chaos.

A grain station staff came to pull Laoqiu, but they pushed him for some reason. Laoqiu waved his fists, and then the two sides fought together.

This scene happened to be seen by Guest Wang who had just arrived on a bicycle.

A few days ago, Wang Jiabin was appointed as the Party Secretary of Xiji Township.

Xiji Township is close to Guangning and has always been one of the gateways for Qinglong to the outside world. Its economy ranks first among the Qinglong townships. There are also several township enterprises. After the renovation of the Qinglong to Guangning, Xiji's status became more and more important.

Before issuing the appointment of Guest Wang, Lu Zheng talked with him, asked him his own thoughts, and revealed his hope that he could go to the grassroots level to train. Guest Wang said at that time that everything was obeying the organization's arrangements. As for what the organization was, he naturally promoted him and trained him.

The task of grain, cotton and oil is the top priority of rural work. Now is the time for the grain station to collect summer grain and autumn grain. Guest Wang has always been a cadre in the agency. When he comes down, he has to practice it and learn more about the rural situation. Today he is empty and come to the grain station to see it. Those who accompany him are stationmaster Wang of the Agricultural Economic Station and Deputy Director Zhao of the Comprehensive Party and Government Office.

Seeing that the crowd gathered in front of the grain station gate, someone even wrestled into a group. Guest Wang, Stationmaster Wang and Deputy Director Zhao all got off the bicycle and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd.

Guest Wang had just arrived in Xiji for a few days, but no one knew him, but the Agricultural Economics Station Station Wang is an old agricultural cadre in Xiji. He ran past almost every village in Xiji. When the villagers saw him, they made way. Someone shouted: "Website Manager Wang, you are well coming, you have to say justice to us!"

At this time, among the few people fighting in the crowd, a grain station staff member got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and cursed: "You bastard! You are called to fight for public food! Beat the government staff!" He turned around and shouted: "Wang Xiaoya, call! Ask the police station to detain him!"

Lao Qiu was pressed to the ground by two or three grain station staff, unable to struggle, but he kept scolding himself: "Li Fengshan! My mother! Your father is not a good thing! I gave birth to you a little bastard, not a thing!" It seems that the two families know each other and have old grudges.

Deputy Director Zhao took two steps and scolded him coldly: "Let go! Let go! Secretary Wang is here!"

Several grain station staff were startled and quickly let go of Lao Qiu and stood up. Lao Qiu lay down again, like a big word, moaning: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Stationmaster Li of the Grain Station hurriedly ran out and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?" He squeezed into the crowd and saw Lao Qiu lying on the ground playing tricks and guest Wang standing beside him with a cold face.

Webmaster Li was stunned for a moment and walked over to scold Lao Qiu: "Get up quickly, solve the problem if there is a problem! Who will suffer if you make a mistake? Think about it yourself!" As he said that, Webmaster Li came to Guest Wang: "Secretary Wang, don't worry, I will handle this matter well."

The grain system has its own independence, and the grain stations in each township in Qinglong are all affiliated with the county grain bureaus. They have little to do with the township government in terms of management and personnel. Therefore, Stationmaster Li did not have much fear of Wang Jiabin, the new township party secretary.

Guest Wang nodded and said, "I hope you can handle it well." He turned around and shouted to the onlookers, "Let's all go apart! I am the Party Secretary of Xinlai Xiji, my surname is Wang, and I promise you here that no matter what problems you encounter, you can go through normal channels to solve them..."

Before Guest Wang finished speaking, Lao Qiu had already stood up and shouted, "You are the town secretary, and you are here just right. Look, the people from the grain station beat me! They didn't say that they beat me, but they also set the public grain level! Secretary, you have to take care of it!" Look at his fierce look, how could he look like he had just been beaten? It's true, although he is not young, but his body is very hard. Just now, several staff members at the grain station suffered a small loss.
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