Wang Guoguang's face turned purple, he was breathing rapidly, and he didn't know where to put his hands. He knew clearly in his heart that Yue Wen was not talking about him. He knew whether he had done those things before, but looking at the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Procuratorate
The chief of Section 1 stood in front of him, but he still couldn't calm down.
Ma Junming was also looking at the members of the Transportation Bureau, "Director Yang." He was still very polite and addressed Gaddafi's position politely.
But these three words were like three bombs, blowing up everyone present instantly!
Saddam, Wang Guoguang and other bureau leaders immediately turned their attention to Gaddafi, with shock on their faces. Gaddafi was in charge of highway construction and maintenance in the Transportation Bureau, and had nothing to do with transportation management.
The venue was completely silent for a moment, and you could hear a pin drop!
The rain was pouring heavily, and the rain and fog locked the city.
A black car quickly drove out of the Qinwan Development Zone Administrative Committee compound, splashing water from its wheels. There were hurried pedestrians and only a few cars on the street. As the red taillights flashed, the car quickly drove onto the avenue and disappeared.
In the gloomy night rain.
"Has Xiaoyue been to the development zone before?" Hu Hongzheng, deputy director of the Organization Department of the district committee, asked casually as he leaned back on his chair.
The driver glanced at the young man named Yue Wen sitting in the passenger seat. He was the selected student who had just been reported. He was of medium height, with hard lines on his face, but bright eyes.
Yue Wen quickly turned his head and replied with a smile, "No, I have been studying at Qin University for four years and I have no chance to come here." When he smiled, the lines on his face automatically reorganized, and his eyes suddenly softened.
It made people look comfortable. After he finished speaking, he stared at Hu Hongzheng's face, trying hard to see something from his face.
"Haha," Hu Hongzheng was very cheerful, with a rare smile on his serious face, "It's not just you, there are many old Qinwan people who have never been to Pingzhou in their lives. Pingzhou is our development zone," he paused.
"People in Qinwan always feel that we are in a rural area. Are they uncomfortable coming here from a bustling urban area?"
Yue Wen smiled and said, "My hometown is also in a rural area, and the development zone is also an urban area."
"Actually, we are going across the sea to the urban area of Qinwan, but there is no bridge and we have to go around for hundreds of miles." Hu Hongzheng looked at the hazy rain and fog outside the window and sighed, "We are separated from Qinwan recently.
A few kilometers, haha, these few kilometers of sea, the east of the city is brightly lit, and the west of the city is dark." After saying that, he himself laughed, and Yue Wen's eyes were squeezed into a slit.
The young man sitting next to Hu Hongzheng joked, "I would rather have a bed in Qin Dong than an apartment in Qin Xi."
While talking, through the gap created by the wiper, Yue Wen noticed that a billboard with the words Furong Street had been erected on the roadside. Hu Hongzheng seemed to have also noticed, "Furong Street was changed from a town to a street two years ago. In recent years, the economy has
Not bad, the development momentum is very good..." Talking about work, the smile on Hu Hongzheng's face gradually disappeared.
The economy is okay, but not so good, maybe just average. Yue Wen turned around, and the lines on his face automatically formed a solemn look, but the abacus in his heart was making a "crackling" sound, and he was calculating from time to time in Hu Hongzheng's words.
How much "moisture" is there?
"What do you call the leaders of the street?" Yue Wen asked after taking a look.
Hu Hongzheng looked at the young man next to him, who quickly replied, "Secretary Jiang Sheng of the Furong Street Party Working Committee, Director Chen Jiangping of the office..."
Hu Hongzheng looked at Yue Wen's back. There wasn't much in the young man's profile that attracted him. Whether he would be selected to the Ministry or the Second Office in a year would depend on his luck. Well, he was not what the Ministry wanted anyway.
young man.
The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and it slowly drove into Furong Street. It was no different from an ordinary town, but the streets were lined with thick hibiscus trees with shady crowns and red velvet clouds.
Soon, the door with the sign of the Furong Street Party Working Committee and the office stood in front of him, but the scene in the yard made Yue Wen involuntarily turn his head and look at Hu Hongzheng, and the young man from the ministry who came with him was also a little angry.
Take out your cell phone...
Under the pouring rain, the streets and courtyards were full of people, some wearing raincoats and some holding umbrellas, some old and some young, some men and some women, colorful and colorful, but noisy.
The sound of rain, thunder, and noise, under the inky sky, makes people's hearts palpitate.
The parking space near the gate is filled with Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi and other luxury cars. Outside the gate, there are many tractors and agricultural vehicles parked crookedly. Three of them are blocking the gate.
, three men in raincoats sat motionless in the car, letting the heavy rain wash over them.
It is in the urban area of Qinwan that so many luxury cars are gathered together. You can only see them at the auto show. Yue Wen secretly smacked his tongue. Damn it, Hu Hongzheng's words don't have much "moisture"!
At this time, Hu Hongzheng also saw the scene in front of him. He turned his head slightly to one side. After the young man next to him made the call, he immediately rolled down the window and shouted to the people on the tractor, "We are from the Organization Department, can we make it happen?"
Give up? Let us in." Although his voice was loud, he was very polite.
The three men sitting on the tractor turned a deaf ear. I don't know if they really didn't hear it or if they were deliberately ignoring it.
The young man from the Organization Department rolls up the window in a nonchalant manner. Hu Hongzheng's face has darkened. He looked at the young man with dissatisfaction. The young man responded quickly and immediately opened the door. Regardless of the heavy rain, he quickly ran to the tractor to negotiate.
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The heavy rain quickly soaked his clothes and hair. When he came back, Yue Wen read the word failure on his face.
"Call Jiang Sheng," Hu Hongzheng looked very unhappy. He paused briefly and then changed his words, "The person you contacted just now was Liu Zhiguang, right?"
The young man wiped the rain off his face and quickly took out his cell phone. This time his tone was even more condescending. After a while, several people holding umbrellas ran over quickly.
The man in front was a middle-aged man with triangular eyes and curly hair. He had a serious face and quickly negotiated with a man sitting on a tractor. The man ignored him and got off the car and walked to the eaves of the communication room next to the gate.
, started smoking.
Liu Zhiguang was very embarrassed. "Push the car away." He gave the order sternly. He walked quickly to the car and explained with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, Minister Hu. Look, you were fine just now."
Who would have known that they had blocked the door in a blink of an eye, and we immediately cleared it." Through the rolled-down car window, his eyes glanced at Yue Wen.
Hu Hongzheng's face became gentle again, "It's okay, it's okay. It seems like today is not the right time."
Although the words seemed to be a joke, Liu Zhiguang understood clearly. He smiled quickly and said, "The calendar says that today is a good day for traveling. Haha, we didn't do our job well and made the minister laugh."
The young man from the Organization Department got out of the car just now, but Yue Wen did not follow him. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile that was not easily noticed by others. Sure enough, several cadres from the street agencies also made no progress like the young man from the Organization Department.
Watching several government cadres and three men on the tractor pushing and shoving, one of them, a fair-skinned young government cadre in his thirties, said something unknown, and the man on the tractor jumped down and pointed at his nose.
The scolding started. Although the rain was heavy, the sound was also loud, and the scolding was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
Although Liu Zhiguang was facing Hu Hongzheng, he had a panoramic view of everything and hurriedly said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Minister Hu, these villagers have no access to food and salt. They have been here all morning. Shall we go directly to the hotel?" he asked.
Hu Hongzheng’s opinions.
Yue Wen looked away from the window and raised his wrist to look at his watch. Because he came out of the District Committee Organization Department late, the time was close to eleven o'clock, but it was a bit early to go to dinner at this time.
Hu Hongzheng smiled and said, "Eat? It's still early!" He smiled on his face, but felt a little annoyed in his heart, "Secretary Liu, let's come back another day." Liu Zhiguang was a little anxious, "Minister Hu, it's almost time for dinner, Secretary Jiang will wait for a while
Come over too." Seeing that the people in the Organization Department had decided to leave, he immediately moved Jiang Sheng out.
Yue Wen raised his eyebrows. It was a bad start, but he must not go back. He is a minister, and Liu Zhiguang can't do anything to him. But I will still hang out in the town in the future, and today's cowardice will be spread all over my head in the future.
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"Apologise to Secretary Jiang," Hu Hongzheng was embarrassed to say. Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Liu Zhiguang asked, "Minister Hu, when will you come back again?"