Chapter 14 Killing Three Thousand and Losing Eight Hundred
Nie Chuang picked up the wooden stick on the ground, and the big bad wolf immediately came over. He didn't even use the wooden stick, and looked at everything with his bare hands.
Seeing Nie Chuang slump again in the blink of an eye, Yue Wen took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and smiled, "Mr. Nie, look, you didn't dig a hole in that place when you drove to work, but it was immediately blocked."
The phone was picked up, and Chen Jiangping's somewhat annoyed voice came, "What happened? I told you several times that you are not allowed to come back to the Sinopec Building, and Secretary-General Cai called me again! Don't cause trouble for me!"
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"We didn't go either, we were at the gas station." Yue Wen raised his eyebrows at Baobao, "Besides, the villagers won't even bother to go if they don't provide subsidies!"
Chen Jiangping on the other end of the phone laughed out of anger, "They're so stupid! Villagers came to their homes to ask for help, and they even gave them subsidies!" Seeing that Yue Wen still wanted to "explain," he couldn't interrupt him.
, "Don't shirk your responsibilities. Even if you shirk all the responsibilities, I can't get away from you! I don't know about your charlatanry?... What are you doing at the gas station? The gas station can't be blocked!"
"It's unfair, Director Chen. It's really not us who want to block the traffic. We are here to coordinate. They blocked it with their own cars. Several oil tankers didn't know whether they had oil or not, so they were blocked there!"
"Haha," Chen Jiangping smiled helplessly. He knew Yue Wen very well, "So, I don't blame you for either thing, right?"
"Yes, it's all their own responsibility!" Yue Wen answered forcefully.
"Wang Yuliang has found Secretary Liao. I am rushing to the working committee compound. He should consider it carefully!"
There was a busy tone on the phone.
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Wang Yu showed up in Liao Xiangting's office. His face that was full of youth just now turned frosty in an instant. Fatty Wu looked at his face and said cautiously, "Mr. Wang, Secretary Liao asked, it shouldn't be a big problem. After all... there are still people in the district."
Ask for it from us.”
Wang Yuliang only sat in Liao Xiangting's office for half an hour, but for a district working committee secretary, it was a long time.
Liao Xiangting's attitude is very clear, "I don't know about this...whether the villagers petitioned spontaneously or whether the street cadres directly initiated it. I don't think it is the latter. It is not the past. The people will listen to whatever the street cadres say...
It doesn't matter if you ask for a visit, but you can't interfere with the normal office order. The street will definitely take the person back... The same goes for the gas station issue. You can't disrupt the business and the villagers are not allowed to behave excessively. But regarding the gas station, Lao Jiang will also follow
I reported this and asked Mr. Wang to support local development..."
He smoothed over several things, explained them thoroughly, and spoke them so grandly that Wang Yuliang was so angry that his teeth itched.
If it were another leader who would have compromised for political achievements and projects, at least they would not be as ambiguous as now. But Liao Xiangting is different. Wang Yuliang has also heard about it from the side. From some aspects, the two people have really similar personalities.
The elephants are all very powerful.
Wang Yuliang also knows the importance of the upcoming southern new district in Liao Xiangting's mind. Yes, the situation is different from before, and the leadership is also different from before, but one thing remains the same, that is, as Fatty Wu said, the district
It's begging us.
"Early tomorrow morning, all Sinopec gas stations in the region will be closed for rectification! The Lingang project...has stopped construction."
Wang Yuliang took a long breath.
"How about we refuel at home?" Fatty Wu immediately thought of the practical problem.
"The company's gas stations and other gas stations will be closed for rectification..."
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"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the bird is saying morning, morning, morning, why are you carrying your little schoolbag? I want to go to school and never be late every day. I love learning and working. When I grow up, I want to make contributions to the people!"
In the dormitory on Furong Street, a group of pests hadn't gotten up yet. They had successfully tricked someone yesterday and they celebrated with joy. They were all drunk.
"Hey, Brother Wen, that's not how it's sung," the early morning sunlight poured into the house, and Yue Wen half-lying on the bed roared. The silkworm chrysalis responded with a smile, "The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the little bird says good morning.
Zaozao, why are you carrying a pack of explosives? I went to blow up the school, but the teacher didn’t know. As soon as I pulled the string, I ran, and with a bang, the school disappeared!"
"This unlucky kid, it seems he was not liked by the teacher when he was in school!" Heiba also woke up, "But I can also sing...Hey, look, my little bird is up too, right now
Salute to you!"
"Brother Bage, you are so shameless, you are acting like a hooligan so early in the morning!" Biaozi became indignant and threw a smelly sock at Heiba.
"Be content, we can still have morning erections, but at Wan Jianshe's age, he can't even get an erection even if he wants to!" Bao Baobao said with a smile, "Let's be practical, scissors and baggage hammer, whoever loses gets to buy breakfast
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"Whirring whirring--"
Heiba immediately lay down and pretended to sleep, "Brother, I haven't woken up yet. I was just talking in my sleep!"
"Meng, you big-headed ghost. If you don't wake up, you won't have breakfast." Just as he was talking, his cell phone rang again. Yue Wen jumped out of bed naked and took out his cell phone from his pocket. "It's so early in the morning. Who can come here so early?"
Hello? Holy shit, it’s Director Chen!" Yue Wen waved his hand and made a silent gesture.
"Haha, Director Chen is here to say hello to you. That's not right. Isn't this an old man giving a New Year greeting to a young man?" Heiba chuckled, but he huddled in the warm quilt and refused to come out.
"The gas station is closed for rectification!" Yue Wen looked at everyone with a smile. The sun shone on that young face, full of vitality.
"Damn, there are six oil tankers stuck in the traffic jam, and they are out of gas. What else can we do if we don't close down the business for rectification?" In the dormitory, the mood in the dormitory suddenly became excited.
Baobao lit a cigarette, "Hey, it's not that simple, otherwise the boss wouldn't call at this time, right..."
"Yes," Yue Wen put on his clothes and pushed open the window in a playful manner. A gust of cold wind immediately blew in, "Sinopec's gas stations in the entire region have been closed for rectification, and...the petrochemical storage terminal has also been suspended!"
"You want to freeze your brothers to death? Yesterday, they were all the ones who made great contributions! This is what we call the bird's end, so Gongzang..." Heiba immediately wrapped himself in the quilt tightly, "He straightened his things, he stopped him
Yeah, it’s none of our business, Brother Pupa, go out and buy fried dough sticks. I’m so hungry. I vomited yesterday and there’s nothing left in my stomach. Hey, buy me some fried cakes if you have them. I want some with bean paste filling.
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"I'm afraid this will be troublesome..." The baby was a little worried.
"Haha, if he doesn't pay subsidies, our villagers won't go. His own oil tanker has blocked the door, it's none of our business!" Yue Wenpi said with a smile, "We won't bear this responsibility, and we can't.
rise!"
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"Where's Lao Wan? Let him come over!" After eating a few fried dough sticks and wiping their mouths, a few people came to the office. Yue Wen sat down and seemed a little uncomfortable. It took a lot of effort to figure out the taste. This morning Wan Jianshe
Didn't come to say hello.
"Director Wan hasn't come yet," Zhou Rong, a young girl from the community construction office, replied with a smile, "Do you want him to call you back?"
This little girl Zhou Rong still has a good eye. Although she is not in the professional establishment, she took the initiative to tidy up her office after going to work in the morning, which made Yue Wen a little uncomfortable.
"Director Yue, I have to be late," Wan Jianshe's voice came over the phone, occasionally mixed with the sound of car horns and angry arguments, "The car is out of gas and has reached the red line. It's time to drive again."
I fell asleep halfway along the way... All Sinopec's gas stations were closed and they couldn't fill up with gas. Director Yue, the queue was more than two miles long, and there was a fight with someone who jumped in front of the queue."
"Okay, it's okay. I have something to discuss with you. Okay, you don't have to worry." Yue Wen raised his hand to motion Zhu Mingxing, who came in from outside, to sit down, put down the phone, and quickly poured water, "Brother, what are your instructions?"
Zhu Mingxing was not polite. He regarded Yue Wen as one of his own in his heart, so he went straight to the point, "Sinopec went on strike, and they said it was because you blocked other people's gas stations. Brother, this matter may not be good for Chen."
The director will be very passive!" People in the agency are all obedient and smart, so it is not difficult to guess something.
"Brother, don't blame yourself for everything, and ask the gas stations in the district to close down for rectification. I don't have the ability, and I can't put this money on my face," Yue Wen said with a smile, "How many gas stations in the district, how many in a day?"
Don’t worry about the amount of gas they are selling, so we don’t have to worry about them!”
But if he doesn't worry, someone will.
The 110 number of the Public Security Bureau is almost overflowing, and more than half of the calls are related to fights in the gas station;
The district management committee’s citizen hotline was almost overwhelmed. One morning, 100% of the calls were from complaints about the difficulty of refueling;
The office phone number of the Transportation Bureau was also busy, but most of the complaints came from taxi drivers, which was hindering their ability to earn money, so they had to complain to the competent authorities.
Entering the new millennium, private cars across the country have entered a period of rapid development, and Qinwan Development Zone is no exception. First-hand, second-hand, and third-hand cars are vying for home ownership. Although not every household has a car, the fleet of private cars is growing day by day.
There was no gas, everyone was angry and their voices were loud. On the Yellow River Road, a taxi driver bumped into a private car. In a blink of an eye, the walkie-talkie shouted and a large group of taxis drove over.
There is power in numbers, and even unreasonable things are justified. Seeing the private car owners giving in step by step, a group of rough guys burst into confidence and shouted loudly, "We can't add more fuel to the tank. We'll go to the management committee to ask for help tomorrow!"
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"Notice on Suspension and Rectification of Sinopec Pingzhou Gas Station"——
"Since early this morning, all Sinopec's gas stations, except the company's North gas station, have been suspended for rectification, and the Lingang warehousing project has been temporarily suspended..."
The upper right corner of the material was marked with the word "secret". Liao Xiangting couldn't help but look up from the material and shook the material in his hand, "What else can be kept secret?"
He looked at Cai Yongjin who was sitting on the sofa, Director of the Public Security Bureau Zhou Pingan, and the main people in charge of the Development and Reform Commission, the Transportation Bureau, the Port and Shipping Bureau, and Ganjing Street in Lingang. He put down the notice in his hand. This was just rushed out from the District Working Committee Office.
of.
"This Wang Yuliang, Biao? He killed three thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses. How long can he hold on?" He looked at several top leaders in the department and street, "I already know the situation. It won't last long.
Time,... we have not lost anything. We have invested a lot in the early stage of the project, and it cannot be stopped just by saying it."
Although he said this, it was obvious that Liao Xiangting was very annoyed. However, after all, Sinopec was a large private enterprise with a central enterprise background and was not under its own jurisdiction. It also had projects in Pingzhou. In this era when attracting investment is paramount, he still had to have
Ask for help from others.
"Tell Chen Jiangping to pay attention to the way he works. Just one sentence," he looked at Cai Yongjin. "If you can do things, know how to do things, no trouble will happen. Find a way to demolish the gas station without causing trouble."
"We can't dismantle the Xinhe gas station ourselves. It involves dangerous chemicals such as oil and gas. We have to convince them to dismantle it themselves and we cooperate," Cai Yongjin said. "The two sides cannot be too stalemate. Besides, now more and more private cars are used."
If it continues like this, people may ask for visits."
"Let Director Jiang take the lead in coordinating Sinopec and several other gas stations to ensure fuel supply," Liao Xiangting was a little annoyed. "The project cannot be stopped. Director Zhang is in charge of port construction on the management committee and needs to coordinate with the Petrochemical Company. Immediately
Resume construction." He looked at the leaders on the sofa and said, "That's it, stay safe."
All the leaders stood up one after another. The leader is the one who gives orders, and the specific execution depends on the subordinates. In front of the top leaders of the bureau, Liao Xiangting is the leader, and they are the specific executors.
"Jiang Ping," several bureau leaders went to Cai Yongjin's office and sat for a while. When the office was empty, Cai Yongjin called Chen Jiangping, "I just came out of Secretary Liao's room. When Sinopec went on strike, several departments
The pressure has increased. Brother, the Standing Committee is about to convene. Your appointment as Secretary of the Party Working Committee has been confirmed. Now we require stability and don’t let any more changes happen..."