After browsing the information, Xue Xiang did not act blindly. Instead, he found the address book and dialed the number of Lu Zhenyu's office.
He was extremely impressed by this witty Commissioner Lu. Commissioner Lu had intentionally supported him several times at yesterday's meeting. Although he didn't know the hidden meaning, he guessed that it must be related to him.
When he was in Xiaoshan, the Minister of Railways of the Propaganda Department who supported him was exactly the same, and it must have been a human relationship.
After all, the news about Xue Xia Dejiang cannot be kept secret for long. His Xue family has a wide network of contacts. It is normal for anyone who is willing to come and form a good relationship to ask the vines extending to Dejiang to help him.
Lu Zhenyu didn't say anything, and Xue Xiang didn't want to delve deeper.
All he needs to know is that currently in Dejiang, Commissioner Lu is the only one who can lend strength.[
The call was about to be connected. The person who answered the phone was not Lu Zhenyu, but a young man's voice. After Xue Xiang revealed his identity, he was very enthusiastic and first announced his identity. It turned out to be Lu Zhenyu's secretary Xiao Zhao. After that, he said
, Commissioner Lu went to Shuntian to collect debts yesterday evening, and when Commissioner Lu went there, he told Assistant Xue that if anything happens to Assistant Xue, just ask him to do it.
Xue Xiang did not expect that Kong Fangao's prestige would be so great. He issued the order yesterday afternoon, and Lu Zhenyu, the dignified deputy commissioner, left in a hurry in the evening. You can imagine where the other commissioners went now.
Xue Xiang smiled and said: "Secretary Zhao, I don't have anything else to do. This is not a task assigned by the organization. I am asked to collect the debts of those small factories. I have not been here long and I am not familiar with the local situation.
I just want to ask Commissioner Lu for some information."
When Xue Xiang finished speaking, the other party picked up, "Don't tell me, it's a coincidence. Commissioner Lu ordered me to sort it out yesterday. You asked me to take the time to send it to you today. I just sorted it out right now.
Commissioner Lu's office is preparing to send it to you when your call comes."
Secretary Zhao came and left very quickly. Xue Xiang briefly flipped through the information he gave him. It was much more detailed than what Jiang Fangping provided. Of course, the details only refer to words. For example, this thick document delivered by Xiao Zhao
The thick document not only covers many numbers of each factory, but also describes the production and operating conditions of the factory.
If Secretary Zhao was looking for information, then Jiang Fangping went one step further and was doing the job of summarizing information.
After spending more energy and carefully reading the information given by Secretary Zhao, Xue Laosan felt relieved. There was no way, Dejiang was like a minefield to him, and he had to be careful every step of the way.
Always care.
It's a fool's errand to trust anyone rashly! Who knew that the information provided by Jiang Fangping was not false.
If it was true, he would go to the factory manager for an interview based on the numbers above. It would be strange if someone caught him by the pigtails and punished him severely.
Nowadays, the two documents are very different, but the core is the same. Xue Laosan is relieved and his trust in Jiang Fangping has increased a bit.
However, one knows horse power from afar and knows people's hearts over time. Whether Jiang Fangping can be trusted and used remains to be investigated later.
After flipping through two pieces of information, it was already nearly ten o'clock. It seemed that the news that he had offended Kong Fangao had spread, or maybe he was not a good enough administrative leader as an assistant to the commissioner. He was in charge of education, tourism, and health.
, none of the heads of the family planning department came to the door. After chatting for a while, he rummaged through the information accumulated in the cupboard, and then picked out a few useful ones and looked at them carefully for a while.
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Just like that, he walked over all morning, raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was already half past eleven, Xue Xiang put down the documents and went out to eat.
Before he arrived at the canteen, he took a quick look at it and was frightened by the huge popularity in front of him. He also thought that he had just arrived and had not yet had time to understand the local customs and customs of Dejiang. At that moment, he had an idea and decided to go out to eat. Anyway, this time
The focus of work for the next few days was set, and it was no wonder that Kong Fangao took advantage of absenteeism to punish himself.
The calculation was settled, so he simply walked further away. He could not see the real people's livelihood near the prefectural committee compound.
He came out of the compound and looked for a bus stop nearby. Within a few minutes, a bus arrived. He got on the bus and picked a seat close to it. He followed the vehicle and looked at the street while looking for special features.
"Sexy" restaurant.
Today, reform and opening up has entered its sixth year, and the national economy and people's livelihood have undergone earth-shaking changes. This is especially reflected in the clothing of the people.
No, the national defense green that was still everywhere a few years ago has been eroded by all kinds of clothing, especially young people, especially young people in cities, who are always following the "trendy" of the times.
At the forefront, changes are naturally the most dramatic.
At this moment, young people on the street can no longer see military uniforms. The most common ones are bell-bottoms, bat shirts, plaid shirts, boxer shorts, and some who show off their character simply go shirtless and wear their shirts.
On the waist, there is a toad mirror on top, with hair as long as a woman's, swaggering through the market.[
On the road, you can see everywhere on the road a swaying street band holding a broken acoustic guitar, in groups of three or five, roaring to the world in harmony with the music coming from the broken recorder on the side.
What's even more shocking is that street fights can happen at any time. Before he even got to a stop, Xue Xiang saw three fights. The most ferocious one involved dozens of people from both sides fighting. What's more, someone held a gun in his hand.
With a machete, he slashed until blood spattered. When the alarm bell rang, the group quickly dispersed.
After sitting for about twenty minutes, we were already quite far away from the prefectural committee. Looking at the land sign, it seemed that we were in the suburbs of Baofeng District, where the prefectural committee is located.
Before he could think of it, the car turned a corner and he suddenly saw the four big characters of Dejiang Steel Factory, the name of a factory located more than 200 meters to the northwest. With a thought in his mind, he got off the car at the nearest platform.
Walking a few hundred steps to the west, you will find a narrow alley. To the west of the alley is Dejiang Steel Factory, and to the east is a vegetable market. The more than 100 meters of alley itself is a dining area with three to five restaurants and several barbecue shops.
, several simple pavilions supported by carrying poles are piled inside.
, looking from a distance, there are no tall buildings or carved beams, but at the time of lunch, the place is full of people eating and drinking, which makes the smoke thick, and the air is not close yet.
The strong meaty aroma and spicy taste constantly tease people's appetite.
Xue Laosan walked around the alley, looked at every meal, and finally sat down on a pole stall at the east end of the alley.
Xue Xiangxun took a seat here, not because he discovered anything special about the food here, but because he was thinking about ancient times.
Because he had only seen this kind of pole stall in martial arts novels in the past, but this was the first time he encountered it in reality. Moreover, it was said that this kind of pole pole stall specializes in ancestral delicacies, so naturally he had to give it a try.
The pole stall where Xue Xiang'an was sitting was run by an old couple, both in their sixties, with friendly faces and neat tidying up.
Originally, there were three or five pole stalls here, but he chose this one. In addition to being located next to the old willow tree at the entrance of the alley, it provides ventilation and shade. More importantly, this stall is the cleanest and the most convenient.
Just like other houses, it leaves a mess on the ground.
Xue Xiangfang sat down on a bench near the old willow tree. The old woman came up with a cup of tea and asked with a smile: "This guest, just wait for a while and have a chat!"
Xue Xiangzheng was about to say, I haven't ordered yet. I'm asking for space. I know I made a mistake. This kind of pole stall, with one pole and two bamboo baskets, can carry the simplest restaurants all over the world. There is no room for ordering.
Oh, he must be specialized in one kind of food.
At the moment, he had no choice but to pretend to be an expert and accept with a smile.
The sun at noon was gradually getting hotter. Fortunately, this place was right at the wind outlet, and under the tree, several people hugged the thick old willow tree. The branches and leaves were extremely dense, covering the shade as big as a small room. The breeze came slowly, and the willow branches swayed lightly, "
As the coolness came out, Xue Xiangxian sat under the tree, drank a big bowl of herbal tea, and listened to the hustle and bustle of the market. He felt extremely comfortable. He did not expect that he could find peace and tranquility in the midst of the hustle and bustle, and he could feel so comfortable.
With a soft squeaking sound, the old man took a porcelain spoon and scooped a ball of white greasy pig fat the size of a pigeon egg from a small clay pot into a dark pan the size of a pair of palms.
In the small red clay furnace, the flames were raging. In an instant, the ball of fat was refined. The old man skillfully took out various bottles and cans from his sash and added them to the pot until a large handful was cut into centimeter-long pieces.
When the bright red chili peppers were put into the oil pan, an astonishing aroma immediately erupted. Even Grandmaster Xue, who had strong self-control, couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
As early as when the old man took out the things from his bag, he knew that he had chosen the right meal this time, because those bottles and jars must have hidden ingenuity, otherwise why would the old man put them in his bag?
Wouldn’t it be convenient to have it on the table on one side and take it easily?
This is just like the old Yaozi's treasure bag, it must have its own good stuff.
At this moment, the strange fragrance came, and Xue Laosan really felt that all the effort he had put into finding this place to eat was really in vain.
Seeing that the old man had prepared the condiments, the old woman also started to move. She took out a sea bowl from the bamboo basket on one side, scalded it with boiling water first, and then uncovered the other side.
From the huge tin pot on the red clay stove, use a large spoon to scoop out more than half a bowl of thick soup with unclear meat.
Later, he dipped the sesame seed cakes cut on one side of the chopping board into the bowl. Then, the old man poured the oily and fragrant condiments into the bowl. Finally, the old woman poured the sesame seeds into the bowl.
Put the chopped green onions and garlic sprouts into a bowl, put them on a tray, and bring them to the table.
"Looking at the accent, this guest is not from Sichuan. This is my family's ancestral donkey mixed spicy biscuits. It is very famous in Baofeng. You can try it!"
The old woman knew from her accent that Xue Xiang was not a local, so she sold her own sign.