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Volume 3 Senior Officials _1083 Really Provincial Leader 4

As soon as the great grandfather spoke, the few middle-aged men who followed him stopped talking. Hu Fei naturally knew them, but he had only been back for too little time after going to college, so he naturally had little contact with them.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? I came from the village, and this Unity Village is my root."

Hu Fei chuckled and helped his great-grandfather walk into the house, "Don't worry, I will help as long as I can, but I can't do anything illegal."

"Xiao Fei, I really didn't misjudge you, kid."

Grandpa laughed and entered the house happily.

Yu Chunlan had already served melon seeds and peanut candies, and poured hot water for several people. After the Hu family became prosperous, every time the couple came back, people from the village would come to chat and sit, so the things at home were better equipped.

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"Xiao Fei, you are now the leader of the province. You must help a bunch of uncles and uncles in the village with this matter."

Grandpa took a sip of water, popped a piece of candy into his mouth, and started talking.

Only then did Hu Fei realize that it was Grandpa's eldest grandson who took the strong laborers from the village to Lingnan to work on a construction site. He worked hard for a year but didn't get a penny. The Chinese New Year is tomorrow and they still stay.

Several people are still waiting to get money at the Lingnan construction site.

"Xiao Fei, we have watched you grow up. Now you are a provincial cadre and you are becoming more and more promising. This time, the uncles and uncles are relying on you."

A middle-aged man smiled at Hu Fei.

"Uncle Bayi, don't worry, I have a friend who has connections in Lingnan."

Hu Fei took out a cigarette and smoked it, then took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll go find him and figure something out."

Having said that, Hu Fei turned to Hua Ziqian's mobile phone number and dialed it. He had no choice but to deal with this matter in Lingnan. He really thought he had to go to Hua Ziqian. If the folks in the village didn't help in this way, they would be stabbed in the back in the future.

"Hey, Director Hu, why did you remember to wish me New Year's greetings today? It's still early, right?"

As soon as the call was connected, Hua Ziqian's laughter came from the phone.

"Zi Qian, I'm celebrating the New Year in my hometown in the countryside this time. It's much more festive than in the city. Listen to the sound of firecrackers."

Hu Fei laughed into the phone and said, "Okay, let's get down to business. I have something to ask you for help."

"Ah, you've gone back to the countryside to celebrate the New Year, and I still want to go and have a drink with you. Tell me, what's going on?"

"It's like this. Several of my relatives are working on construction sites in Yangcheng..."

Hu Fei briefly talked about the situation into the microphone. This kind of thing for a big man like Hua Ziqian was just like killing mosquitoes with anti-aircraft guns. However, Hu Fei really couldn't find anyone more suitable in Lingnan.

"Oh, it's just such a small thing. You can send me the name of the project in a moment. Which district is there? I'll make him pay his wages as fast as he can. You can't bully my brother's relatives. Isn't that bullying?

Me."

"Okay, I'll send it to you in a moment, please."

Hu Fei hung up the phone and turned to Hu Bayi, "Uncle Bayi, please tell me the information about your construction site. My friend will use it right away. If he is quick, he can get the money tonight."

"No, it's New Year's Eve tonight. Those bosses don't care about the life and death of us migrant workers."

Hu Bayi was taken aback, but he quickly told Hu Fei the information he needed.

Hu Fei immediately edited the information into a short message and sent it to Hua Ziqian.

Afterwards, he threw away his cell phone and started chatting with his great-grandfather. When he was working in the county, he would occasionally go to the countryside, but now that he was working in the provincial government compound, he no longer had this opportunity.

After all, if the deputy director of the Provincial Government Office went to the countryside, the city leaders below would definitely be shocked and think that he, Hu Fei, came here deliberately to cause trouble.

"Grandpa, now that rural areas no longer have to pay the national tax on imperial grain, are their lives better now?"

Hu Fei asked with a smile. As the deputy director of the provincial government office, and more importantly, as the economic adviser to the governor Wang Maoliang, he is naturally obliged to truthfully report some situations in the province to Wang Maoliang.

"Yes, life is much better. Thanks to the party and the government, I can save a lot of money in a year..."

The great-grandpa replied with a pouty mouth, and also complained a lot along the way.

The chatting atmosphere is getting better and better, and more and more people are gathering at Hu Laifu's home. The whole hall is almost full, and many people don't even have seats.

Everyone was talking to each other, some were complaining, some were giving opinions, etc. In short, it was more lively than a village meeting.

While they were talking, Hu Fei's cell phone rang, and the whole hall fell silent in an instant. Hu Fei took out his cell phone, took a look at it, and immediately answered the call, "Zi Qian, is the matter done?"

"Okay, it's just a phone call away. I've asked the grandson to pay his wages in person. He won't miss a penny, otherwise he won't be able to work in Lingnan in the future."

Hua Ziqian's laughter came from the microphone, "Brother, can you handle this matter properly?"

"Authentic, so authentic."

Hu Fei smiled, "Ziqian, I won't say thank you anymore. I'll go have a drink with you another day. My time is much more relaxed now than before."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your call. I'm going to Beijing in a few days."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Fei glanced at Hu Bayi and said, "Uncle Bayi, you will get your wages tonight. You will not be short of one. By the way, who among you has a mobile phone..."

Before he could finish his words, there was movement on Hu Bayi's body, and a beeping sound rang. Hu Bayi took out his cell phone, smiled, and immediately answered the call, "Erhei, the little boy who just came to Fujia

Fei called his friend and said he would get the money soon."

"Brother Bayi, I'm just calling you to tell you that the contractor just called and said that he has withdrawn the money on the way and will pay us wages immediately. I said when did this shit happen?

You're so kind, it turns out it was Xiao Fei's friend who called, is Xiao Fei the same Xiao Fei who came to Brother Fu's house?"

"Yes, it's Xiao Fei from Brother Laifu's house. He is getting bigger and bigger now and is already the leader of the province. By the way, did the contractor say how much he will be paid?"

"He said he would send them all to us. No more words. Brother Bayi, the contractor's car has arrived."

After that, the phone was hung up.

Everyone in the hall looked at Hu Fei. Obviously, the black-hearted contractor paid the migrant workers because of Hu Fei's friends. Otherwise, how could he have rushed back to the construction site when the New Year's Eve dinner was about to take place?

Pay wages?

"Xiao Fei, on behalf of all the folks in the village, thank you."

As soon as Hu Bay stood up from the stool, he would kneel down to Hu Fei.

"Uncle Bayi, hello, I am also a member of the United Village, and it is my duty to help the villagers."

With quick eyes and quick hands, Hu Fei grabbed Hu Bayi's arm and dragged him up, "Don't do this, it will shorten my life."

I don’t know which little kid was setting off firecrackers, and the festive atmosphere became more and more intense.


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