When Zhao Wen saw the person approaching from a distance was Liu Yikang, Li Guangming said: "This man's eyes are better than a telescope, and his nose is even better than that of a canine animal."
Yu Yiying and Guo Aiguo laughed. Li Guangming looked at Zhao Wen and said, "But it would be great if the king could have more people like Liu Yichan."
Li Guangming's words are actually a bit idiosyncratic. On the one hand, he made fun of Liu Yikang as being like a canine animal, but on the other hand, he hoped that all the kings would be like Liu Yikang. If you think about it carefully, wouldn't it mean that all the kings would be like dogs?
Zhao Wen didn't say a word. He looked at Liu Yikang's short legs and quickly reached the mid-mountain col.
Liu Yikang climbed up with a huff, bent over and swallowed, and said: "County Magistrate, it's really you. I said that the person who was restless on the construction site today turned out to be the leader who came to inspect the work... The leader has worked hard, you guys
Did you come all the way?"
In Dawang County, everyone now knows that Zhao Wen has the title of "Head of the Returning Regiment", but no one dares to say it to Zhao Wen's face. When Liu Yikang saw the two bicycles at the foot of the hillside, he thought they were Zhao Wen.
Wen Qi came.
Zhao Wen stretched out his hand to shake Liu Yikang's hand. Liu Yikang wiped his hand on his body twice before stretching it over. Zhao Wen said: "We climbed the dirt slope for a long time, and the dirt on our bodies probably weighs half a catty."
When Liu Yikang saw Zhao Wen say this, he smiled naively: "County magistrate, my fingernails are full of cement, so I can't compare with you, the leader."
Yu Yiying laughed: "Manager Liu, are you saying that the county magistrate wants to learn from you? Not as motivated as you?"
Liu Yikang turned into an embarrassed smile and said: "What, no, it's almost noon. If the county magistrate doesn't arrange it, I would like to invite the leaders to dinner..."
Li Guangming originally wanted to make fun of Liu Yikang, but he looked at Zhao Wen and said nothing.
Zhao Wen said: "Okay, in that case. Let's go there first to see how your house is built, and then go to eat."
Liu Yikang's eyes immediately brightened, and he led Zhao Wen and others to the mountain col. Along the way, he kept telling Zhao Wen that the county magistrate should slow down and be careful about where you step. Li Guangming, Guo Aiguo, and Yu Yiying were all right.
I looked at him and smiled. I felt in my heart that this Liu Yikang was really a weirdo in Dawang County.
Liu Yikang wanted Zhao Wen and others to go to the construction site to show off, to let the workers working on the construction site see him with the county magistrate, thereby showing that he was familiar with the county magistrate and gaining face. Zhao Wen
The cooperation satisfied his vanity. Liu Yikang felt very happy. When he arrived at the restaurant, Liu Yikang ran in and out to order food and urge the wine and meal to be served. He was even busier than the hotel manager.
Zhao Wen said that he had something to do in the afternoon, so he should drink less and just let everyone agree. But he clinked three glasses with Liu Yikang. Liu Yikang's face turned red and he said: "County Magistrate, I will do this job well, don't worry."
As soon as Liu Yikang sat down, Li Guangming said: "If you do a good job, you have to pay for pulling a hundred square meters of sand from the Shuo River."
Liu Yikang stared. Zhao Wen said: "If the Shuo River embankment reinforcement project is completed and the quality of the project passes the inspection and acceptance, you can come to me and I will settle the project payment at once."
Liu Yikang stood up immediately, picked up the wine glass and said, "Thank you! Thank you, county magistrate."
For the Shuo River reinforcement project, Liu Yikang approached Mai Zhenghao countless times about the project funds, but Mai Zhenghao's attitude was always ambiguous. Or he would simply say that he had no money, which made Liu Yikang very troubled.
Mai Zhenghao just eats and drinks you and ignores you, but just doesn't do things. In one sentence, the county has no money. In two sentences, the county really has no money. Liu Yikang scolded Mai Zhenghao countless times behind his back. Now, Mai Zhenghao, get out of here.
However, the new county magistrate Zhao Wen now said that he would give all the money in one lump sum. Liu Yikang was so excited that he didn’t know what to say. He said in his heart that this man was really incomparable and that he was on a different level. Although Zhao Wen still stood up to him.
The title of "Acting County Magistrate" will be removed sooner or later.
After Zhao Wen relieved himself, Li Guangming followed him out and said that he would go to the hospital to get it done and see what other instructions the county magistrate had.
Zhao Wen said: "There are three types of friends: the type of close acquaintance, the type of respecting each other as guests, and the type of keeping a distance, that is, the type of friends who are as light as water. There is a question of degree here, and we have to grasp it ourselves."
Li Guangming nodded in agreement.
After eating, Zhao Wen went back to the county government. Li Guangming thought for a while, walked around the town government, and then went to the county hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, Cai Fumin walked over from a distance and said, "Secretary, I went to Bangzigou with the county magistrate yesterday and rushed to the county hospital this morning. In the past few days, I have been busier than the Secretary-General of the United Nations."
Li Guangming said, if the Secretary-General of the United Nations changes, will I vote for you?
Cai Fumin laughed, and Li Guangming said: "Call out the chaperone from the village. You haven't eaten lunch yet. Go and have a couple of drinks. The town will reimburse you."
Cai Fumin blinked and said, "Why don't you let the man in the village eat it? Secretary, you must have something important to do. I will keep watch outside the house. If anything happens, I can take care of you."
The facilities of Dawang County Hospital are not very good. The inpatient department is a relatively old two-story building. The gray-black building looks even more ancient against the yellow soil of the yard. There is no green vegetation, and the corridor is filled with a sense of happiness.
The smell of malin mixed with a touch of urine is very rich and unpleasant.
There are not many patients in the inpatient department. Dawang County is barren and the medical level of the county hospital cannot keep up. Most people with headaches and brain fever can go back to recuperate after being prescribed some medicine. If the illness is slightly more serious, they will go to Shuoba City Hospital for treatment, so I went to Shuoba City Hospital for treatment.
The first person occupied an entire ward. Apart from the old facilities, he was treated like a senior official.
Xiang Qian's face was still a little pale. He had wanted to leave the hospital for a long time, but his lower body was still erect. The diarrhea stopped, but he couldn't go out with his front bulging, so he could only spend his days in the hospital.
Xiang Xiang already knew that he had been framed by the king. When Li Guangming walked into the room, Xiang Xiang calmly looked at the man wearing glasses and heard him say: "Reporter Xiang, have you had lunch?"
Xiang Xiang didn't say anything, and Li Guangming sat down to himself: "We, the people of the whole county, welcome reporters to visit Dawang."
"Is there such a welcome?"
Xiang Xiang finally spoke, his tone a little harsh, and Li Guangming said politely: "When friends come, they have wine, and when enemies come, they have shotguns!"
He frowned forward and said, "What do you mean, what wine, what shotgun? Are you threatening me?"
Li Guangming squinted and asked: "Xiang reporters, are you from a provincial capital? I heard that you also came from the countryside, right?"
Xiang Xiang didn't say anything. Li Guangming said: "Excuse me, how is the environment in the king compared with your hometown?"
As Li Guangming spoke, he stared forward, but he kept looking at the top of his head. Li Guangming chuckled and said: "Singles are celebrating the New Year. Come on, come on, what are you doing here? Don't talk about interviewing, Mingren
Without telling you any secrets, the reporters your Majesty has interviewed over the years will tell you that not one of them has done so quietly."
"If others didn't come, I can't come either? What logic?" Xiang Qiang was angry and answered Li Guangming with his eyes closed.
"Logic? The logic is that someone came to the interview too strangely, and the purpose and motivation of the interview were too impure."
Li Guangming took off his broken leg glasses, pinched his nose, and said: "Let's keep it simple. Just tell me what you came to do for a living and who asked you to come. That's it. That's it.
We are friends. We are destined to be together for thousands of miles. If we cannot be friends, we will live together in the same direction."
"Secretary Li, I am a young reporter, so I am honored to be your friend."
When Li Guangming heard this, he knew that Xiang Qian knew him, otherwise he would not have introduced himself when he entered the room, so he said: "Your Majesty has always been poor. As cadres, we are all anxious. To do work is to cross the river by feeling the stones. No one can do it."
Say whether the road ahead is smooth or dark. You journalists should promote positive things. If there are mistakes, we will correct them. If we make mistakes, we have a disciplinary inspection department. If someone has ulterior motives and wants to take advantage of the reform,
We will never allow ourselves to achieve success and fame by relying on other people's problems to climb up."
"You mean, I should report the positive side of the king, where is it? The problems in the reform, what a big hat."
"Then you are saying that the king only has darkness and backwardness? Don't you think that what you did is adding insult to injury and adding insult to injury?"
Li Guangming and Qianqian looked at each other, neither of them relieved. Li Guangming suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, we will not interfere with press freedom. To put it bluntly, look at this."
Li Guangming knew very well that this person was like a stone in the shit pit, smelly, hard, and too self-righteous. He spent a long time talking about it and it had no effect, so he directly took out the photos taken by Cai Fumin.
Qianqian looked at Li Guangming coldly, thinking that he was taking money out of his pocket to bribe him, but unexpectedly it was some photos. Qianqian picked up one, looked at it casually, and sat upright.
"This... you... this is a conspiracy!"
"Shameless!"
"This can mean nothing, nothing!"
When Xiang Qian saw these photos of himself entangled with that crazy woman, his mind exploded. He hurriedly grabbed all the photos together, tore them into pieces, and then stared at Li Guangming fiercely and said, "Blackmail."
! Madman, you kings are all madmen, you drugged me, put me in the hospital, and..."
"Whether it can explain anything, people who see the photos can make their own conclusions."
"Whoever asked you to come to the king to report something is truly crazy and even more shameless!"
"Do you think you are noble? You are great? Let me tell you, you are here because you were bewitched. You have ulterior motives after you come. You are not clear-headed. You are an accomplice!"
"I have read some articles you published. Oh, do you think you are the only one in the world who understands best? You are the embodiment of justice. You are the only qualified reporter in Ximing Province, and others are just waiting to die.
You are a mediocre person? You can see so many problems, but others are blind?"
Li Guangming snorted coldly and took out a cigarette, but after thinking about it, he did not light it: "One sun is the sun, two together are prosperous, three are crystal, four are fields, plus people, they become substitutes."
, the same word combinations have different meanings, but they are all caused by many people and many things. What I want to say is that this substitute is very interesting, scapegoat, arranged substitute, suffered for others, stood up for others, what is the purpose and purpose of something?
If the method of doing things is different, others will not be able to make random guesses. Your Majesty never gives up, so how come you, a great reporter whose mission is to save the earth, are attracted to you?"
"If I don't tell you anything else, why are you here? - Don't tell me about reporters' keen sense of smell and insight. Let me tell you, the guard dogs in our village are dozens of times more sensitive than your sense of smell.
"
Listening to Li Guangming's words, Xiang Qian felt that he was talking nonsense and didn't make any sense. In the end, he started to scold himself, so he stared at Li Guangming angrily, stretched out his arms and said, "You, get out, get out!"
"Don't worry, now that you've finished talking, if you want me to stay here, I won't stay for one more minute."
"Don't say that a scholar can be killed or humiliated. If you live in the king's country, if you have not enough food and clothing for many years, you will know how the Chinese character is written, and you have to eat the food you bring."
"Let me ask you again, how did you come, Your Majesty? Who asked you to come? Who contacted you after you came?"
Throwing the fragments of the photo in his hand forward, he leaned on the bed and said nothing.
Li Guangming stood up and said: "There are three kinds of friends: either close acquaintances, or treating each other as guests, or keeping a distance. There are also three kinds of enemies: either they are killed immediately! Or they confront each other tit for tat! Or they do not interact with each other until old age!"
"It's up to you to do whatever you want."
Li Guangming said coldly: "You have the freedom to be a reporter. I have the photos in my hand, and I can do with them how I want. This is my freedom."
Sitting up suddenly, Li Guangming said calmly with a distorted look on his face: "Yes, I may be in a little trouble, but it will definitely be after you are unlucky, and it is a collective trouble for the government.
It’s not about me personally, but you...haha."
"Also, one thing you have to understand is that I have kept the negatives of this photo very well. Although the king is poor, he can still afford to spend tens of thousands of dollars to develop and print photos. You can publish these photos in a newspaper or mail them to someone.
It doesn’t matter if the person’s family members or not, it should be widely distributed in his hometown, so that everyone in the neighborhood will have a copy of it, so that people in his hometown know how beautiful he is outside and how elegant he is.”
"This photo was taken well, **, I can't wait. Who is wasting the negatives? One photo is enough to explain a lot of problems."
Xiang Xiang was so angry that he couldn't speak. He pointed his trembling finger at the door and said, "Get out! Get out!"
Li Guangming nodded, walked slowly toward the door, and said, "Take your time to recover, don't be impatient, I wish you a happy day."
Li Guangming silently thought to himself, "Son, if you don't poop out of your mouth today, grandson, I will take your surname!"
Li Guangming opened the door, and as soon as he walked out, Qiang Qian suddenly shouted in the room: "Come back! Li Guangming, come back!"
Li Guangming grinned and looked at Cai Fumin who was staring at him from the other side of the corridor. He shook his head and said to himself, "Look at how you are making noises. In fact, you are just an embroidered pillow. What's the big deal? You are the one who asked you to interview."
I don't want you to mess around with someone else's eldest daughter. You are so confused that you can't explain it even if you open your mouth ten times.
Li Guangming continued to walk forward, and immediately heard the sound of Xiang Qian jumping out of bed in the room, and then the door of the ward was opened. Qian Qian hid beside the door and shouted in a low voice: "Come back... Li, Li
Secretary, come back!"
Li Guangming looked back at the embarrassed figure who was covering his crotch, and then returned to the house.
Standing slumped forward with bare feet on the ground, he waited for a long time before saying: "Okay, I'll tell you who asked me to be the king." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote.
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