A group of stall owners looked at each other, as if they had no control over where to set up their stalls.
Zhu Mingxing, who was working, also looked at Yue Wen, wondering what kind of trouble he was going to make.
A tanned middle-aged woman finally spoke first, "Director Yue is a good official. On the day of the flood, if he hadn't jumped into the water to blow open the floodgates, how long would those of mine have been able to survive?"
Just like that, you can even get discounts after washing and washing!”
"Yes, the dead end road in our village was opened by Director Yue. Let's relieve our anger!" shouted a middle-aged man selling small hardware.
"Everyone, please make way for Director Yue," shouted a man selling leather shoes from behind. "There is a flood, and the dams in other streets have collapsed. Only our Furong Street is fine. This is Director Yue's trip every day.
He came out more than ten miles away!"
"Well, when Director Yue's leather shoes are not clean, they are filled with either cement or lime, and he no longer looks like a cadre!" said the wife of Lao Li, the fried dough stick seller.
…
Listening to the crowd's words, Yue Wen still had a smile on his face at first, waving his hands with a smile, but in the end he could no longer move his hands. Slowly, his eyes became moist involuntarily. He looked at Heiba and trembled.
The voice said, "Drive."
He turned his back and walked towards the street and courtyard, wiping his eyes, "The wind is really strong, I squinted..."
The cheetah slowly drove out, and the merchants moved their stalls and stepped back, and a path suddenly emerged from the crowd.
Immediately, several people came behind the stall. They were dressed like "good kids" on the street. One of them pointed at the lady selling clothes and shouted something. The lady mumbled a few words with a sullen face, but she didn't move.
"Stop," the cheetah stopped, and Yue Wen stuck his head out, "Young man, take your hand away!"
Those little gangsters looked at Yue Wen sitting in the car, then looked at each other, and fell silent.
Yue Wen smiled and waved. Several people were a little stunned, but they didn't dare to move forward.
"Come here, come here." Yue Wen smiled very friendly, "Come here, come here, everyone!"
At this time, although those people were a little confused, they all hesitantly walked to the cheetah.
"Tell Sato, I will take care of him sooner or later!" Yue Wen said with a smile, and the car window slowly rolled up.
The cheetah flew away.
………………………………
………………………………
The market closure did not last for five days. After five days, on the 25th day of the lunar calendar, the market opened.
However, to everyone's surprise, at the Party Working Committee meeting two days ago, Chen Jiangping announced with a sullen face that Yue Wen would no longer be in charge of the work of the Xinhe Renovation and Community Construction Office. There was no new arrangement for the specific division of labor. Chen Jiangping
After Jiang Ping finished speaking, he left behind the stunned team members and returned to his office.
One morning, he just went to the toilet. A young man from the street office was sent to the door by the office director Zhu Mingxing to block Chen Jiangping's driving.
One autumn rain and another cold.
Along with the autumn rain came various rumors, saying that the Qinwan Municipal Government sent people to investigate Zhou Tuan Daji. The director of the research office of the Administrative Committee Office arrived at the street one day in advance. Chen Jiangping was not there. He and the director of the street office Qiu
Huiyue was an old acquaintance, and the two of them chatted in the office all morning behind closed doors.
There is also a buzz among the street cadres that these days, not many people expect good things from people, but there are a lot of people who expect bad things from people.
On the day when the market opened, a piece of news came out, said to be from the Organization Department of the District Working Committee.
On the afternoon of the 24th of the lunar calendar, Yue Wen went to the Organization Department of the Working Committee. Hu Hongzheng, the executive deputy director of the Organization Department, personally talked to him. It is said that Minister Hu's expression of regret was vivid.
This conversation is of course not a promotion conversation, but an admonishment conversation!
There were rumors that Yue Wen was going to transfer the working committee office, but because of this, he was completely disgraced!
The statement that Chen Jiangping wants to transfer the Transportation Bureau is even more conclusive. It is rumored that when the gathering stabilizes, the Organization Department will immediately proceed...
This series of rumors is unknown to be true or not, just like the sparrows foraging in the autumn fields, groups of them fall down in the harvested crop fields, and groups of them rise into the sky...
Of course, there were also rumors that Qiu Huiyue was going to take over as the secretary of the Party Working Committee. For a time, there was an endless stream of people who reported to Qiu Huiyue's office and asked for instructions. Although some people took Chen Jiangping's face into account, Qiu Huiyue's family
The front is indeed no longer empty...
The officialdom is inherently a place of turmoil, and it is not uncommon for things to happen.
In the various eyes of the street cadres, Yue Wen was still the same as usual and had no shortage of dinners. However, he had been drinking and getting drunk these days. Heiba and Baobao helped him back a few times.
According to the cadre on duty, "Director Yue keeps talking drunken words. I will quit working even if I die..."
During the day, he no longer went to the Xinhe construction site. The Xinhe construction site was completely handed over to Jia Hongqi. He would sit in the office or go to Jinjiling. After all, he still held the position of village party branch secretary.
This incident has simply become a major event in Furong Street. Both government officials and ordinary people on the streets are talking about Yue Wen, who is in his twenties and was once the youngest member of the team, after drinking and tea.
The twenty-seventh day of the lunar calendar.
The legendary research team finally arrived at Furong Street, including those from the Qinwan Municipal Government, the District Management Committee, and Cao Kun, the director of the District Economic and Trade Bureau. It is said that Tan Wenzheng, director of the District Management Committee, is urging the next step of the relocation.
Led by the Economic and Trade Bureau.
Research, said to be research, actually has the nature of investigation.
Although the attack is quite powerful, one thing is clear to all the cadres in the agency: the district is losing soldiers to save the car, sacrificing one person to bring stability to the overall situation.
The one who was sacrificed will be talked about soon!
However, it was Tang Guisen, director of the Finance Office, who went in first to talk. In the subdistrict, apart from Zhu Mingxing, director of the subdistrict office, the middle-level person Yue Wen dealt with best was Tang Guisen. He was also a shrewd person and kept accounts very clearly!
The research team learned about some financial situations, and then invited Jia Hongqi.
After Jia Hongqi entered, he didn't say anything else. He kept complaining about the hard work of a few people in the Social Development Office, rain and wind, no day, no night, no weekend...
At the end of the sentence, the comrades in the research team couldn't help but interrupt him, but then he started to show his strength to Yue Wen - when the leather shoes were never clean, the cement burned his fingers until the skin was broken.
His face was tanned...
The comrades in the research team finally listened to him patiently and wanted to guide him to talk about the problems in the relocation of Daji. However, Jia Hongqi, one of Furong Street's four elites, couldn't help but slapped the table and said, "I'm retired anyway."
, I don’t expect to be promoted anymore, my accounts are clean, and you can’t do anything to me... I’ll just say one thing, the relocation of Daji is not wrong, it’s not wrong now, it’s not wrong in the future, it won’t be wrong in ten thousand years.
wrong!"
There is nothing the research team can do when encountering this kind of old comrade who is unable to live up to his expectations!
Next, the people talking are Hei Ba, Biao Zi, Silkworm Chrysalis and other Yue Wen's four great kings. As expected, all of them, like Jia Hongqi, unconditionally support Yue Wen. This is a big collection. It was moved right, it was moved correctly, it is correct now , it will be correct in the future, and it will be correct ten thousand years from now!
The comrades of the research team also called in village cadres and some merchants from four subdistricts. They all had different opinions, but a few merchants unhesitatingly supported the relocation.
Asked why? The answer was that they didn’t know whether they should move, but they believed in Director Yue’s character! He was different from other officials!
The research team waited until the next day to talk to Yue Wen, but he was not there. Office director Zhu Mingxing hurried over.