5-37 Tourism director of poverty-stricken counties
In the open space by the river, the off-road fleet was ready to go. The first one was Zhuoli's newly purchased Hummer, then Xuanzi's Willis, Ma Chao's 2020-modified copycat Wrangler, and the Land Cruiser of Red Star Company. Liu Ziguang took the Yangtze River 750 three-wheeled motorcycle
The car also arrived, and a brother was driving wearing a fur coat, goggles and a steel helmet. From a distance, he looked like an SS soldier...
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Everyone was dressed casually, standing on the grass smoking cigarettes and chatting, waiting for the arrival of others. This winter was extremely cold, and everyone stayed at home for dozens of days without going out. They were exhausted, so Liu
Brother gave a call and everyone came out.
After waiting for another ten minutes, a Porsche Cayenne came speeding from a distance. It suddenly braked and swerved to a stop. The harsh braking sound irritated everyone's eardrums, and the smell of burning wafted out from under the tires. Bei Xiaoshuai opened the car door and said proudly.
Jumped out alive.
"Xiao Shuai, where did you steal the car?" Zhuo Li asked.
"What are you talking about? I borrowed it from a friend's car." Bei Xiaoshuai said shamelessly. Everyone knew that this was Mr. Tiger's car. Now that Mr. Tiger is being hunted from all sides, the Cayenne is an advantage for Bei Xiaoshuai.
When everyone arrived, the convoy marched southward in a mighty manner. Liu Ziguang and Mao Boy sat in the powerful Hummer and drove to Nantai County at the lead. Mao Boy is from Nantai County, and he is a mountain man located deep in the mountains.
There is no road there, and there is no primary school in the village. It takes several hours to walk over mountains and ridges to get to the town and take a bus. Since the Spring Festival, the boy has not been home. This time he went home with Uncle Liu. He was very excited.
I can't even sit still.
The convoy crossed the cross-river bridge and walked for half an hour out of the city limits. They immediately felt that the road was much narrower. Even such a narrow road was half closed for road construction. The cars coming and going were completely blocked, and large trucks and
The bus was so big that it could only wait obediently on the road. Some private cars were caught in the middle and honked their horns impatiently. Pedestrians, bicycles, and motorcycles were shuttled back and forth in the middle, enjoying themselves. Liu Ziguang wondered: "I remember
The roads were built when we went to the county last year, but why haven't they been completed yet?"
As soon as Zhuo Li turned the steering wheel, the large Hummer rushed down the roadbed, crossed the muddy ditch and rushed to the other side, saying: "If we don't build roads, how will these idiots make money?"
The Hummer has a high chassis and strong horsepower. For it, the muddy swamps that are inaccessible to ordinary private cars are like a smooth road. The group of guys behind them did not show any weakness and drove down one after another. Fortunately, these vehicles were all four-wheel drive off-road vehicles.
It's like playing on the road. The Cayenne with the worst off-road performance is the most expensive one, but after all, it is not his own car. Bei Xiaoshuai stepped on the accelerator and worked savagely. The Cayenne in the urban SUV category was just like the Hummer and Land Cruiser.
Together, we rushed down the mud pond under the envious eyes of the anxiously waiting drivers.
After passing this section of the road, the congestion situation in front improved slightly, but this time it was caused by man-made things. Several Nantai traffic police blocked the road to check the vehicles, specifically the trucks. Regardless of whether they were overloaded or not, they would fine them first. See
The off-road convoys from the city and the traffic police had a good eye for it. They knew they couldn't afford to offend these people, so they turned a blind eye to Xuanzi's Willys Jeep that didn't have a license plate.
The convoy whizzed past the traffic police with double flashes and had entered Nantai County. Nantai County is backed by mountains and faces the Huaijiang River. It can be said that it is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has beautiful scenery. However, the economy cannot be developed.
It has never been able to take off the title of a national-level poverty-stricken county. As far as you can see, the villages are in ruins, and cattle are farmed in mud-walled thatched houses. Some outdated slogans are painted on the walls. Dirty children stand on the roadside. When they see cars,
He just saluted, which made everyone confused.
"Look at how desolate those mountains are." Zhuo Li said, pointing to the hills in the distance. That hill was so bare that there were no trees. From a distance, it looked like a big grave.
"Really, isn't it nonsense to develop tourism based on this kind of scenery?" Liu Ziguang cursed.
Continuing to drive forward, the scenery gradually changed. The road became wider and there were more traffic policemen on the street. They were standing on the side of the road wearing white big-brimmed hats and reflective vests. They looked very neat. The buildings on both sides of the road were magnificent and the street trees were
It is extremely green, and a sprinkler truck is parked by the roadside, spraying green water mist with a water gun, watering these coconut trees that can only grow in the south.
"What are they doing?" Zhuo Li was puzzled. After taking a closer look, he suddenly realized that these trees were all made of plastic and had faded after a winter of torture. Now the gardening department is re-dying them. "Tsk tsk, what a savings.
Ah, if it were me, I could just pull out these fake trees, buy a batch of new ones, and replace them with new ones every year, that would be a lot of money." Zhuo Li's comments made Liu Ziguang dumbfounded, but he knew that Zhuo Li's words
There's no joking at all.
Suddenly, a rapid blast of horns sounded from behind the convoy, and at the same time a siren blared, and a fierce baritone shouted with an electric horn: "The car in front of you, pull over, pull over."
Who dares to disobey such a majestic voice? The convoy pulled to the right. Behind it, a black Camry equipped with flashing police lights roared past. The license plate was awesome, it was a police license plate with four zeros, followed closely by a car.
It was a shiny Audi A6, going very fast, and the car's film was pitch black, so it was impossible to see who was sitting inside, but the license plate number 0001 gave away his identity.
Wherever the leader's car went, the little traffic policemen stood at attention and saluted, with standard movements and correct attitudes. It was not until the Audi disappeared into the distance that the traffic returned to normal and the convoy was on the road again. The careful Liu Ziguang discovered that these traffic policemen on the roadside were actually just facilitators.
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"These days, those who have a job don't stand on the street. They smoke, drink tea and read newspapers in the office. When they run out of money, they go out to pay fines. If you ask me, I don't want to be a civil servant in any business. I don't have to work hard.
The money comes in very quickly. If I have a way, I would also like to be a civil servant." Zhuo Li was thinking while driving.
Liu Ziguang pretended to be surprised: "Second brother, your kind of thinking is unacceptable. Everyone has become civil servants. Who is a common person?"
Zhuo Li laughed loudly, pointed to the road sign in the distance and said, "Is that where you turn?"
Liu Ziguang said: "Yes, the tourism bureau is on this road."
As soon as the Hummer turned in the direction, not far away was the gate of the Tourism Bureau. This was a large yard shaded by green trees. The buildings were a bit old, and the architectural style was still the same as before liberation. On both sides of the iron fence gate were hanging Nantai County hangings.
The signs of the Tourism Bureau and the Nantai County Tourism Bureau Party Committee, one black and one red, complement each other. The Hummer stopped in front of the iron gate and honked the horn. An old man came out of the communication room and asked: "Who are you looking for?"
"Looking for Zhou Wen." Liu Ziguang said and handed a cigarette from the window. The old man looked at the trademark on the cigarette, grinned, put the cigarette to his ear and said: "Friends of Director Zhou, come in, come in.
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The motorcade drove into the compound and stopped in front of a two-story office building. The brothers jumped out of the car and stretched their legs. Liu Ziguang and Zhuo Li went directly to find Zhou Wen.
"Isn't this Zhou Wen's car?" Zhuo Li pointed to the car under the big tree in the distance and said to Liu Ziguang. It was a Chery A3 covered in mud and dust, but the garage door opposite was closed tightly.
"Yes, this is it." The two entered the office building. There was an indescribable cold feeling in the empty corridor. The soles of leather shoes made a boastful sound when they stepped on the terrazzo floor. The green paint on the walls on both sides had already
Peeling off, a faint smell of urine wafted out from the restroom not far away, and the sound of dripping water was clearly audible.
There are wooden signs at the door of each office, which read Archives Room, Printing Room, Typing Room, Women's Federation, Youth League Committee, Office, Accounting Room... When I walked to the end, I found the sign of the Director's Office, opposite the Director's Office.
There are four signs for the Deputy Director's Office.
Liu Ziguang knocked on the door, and a familiar voice came from inside: "Please come in."
When he opened the door, he saw that the person sitting behind the desk was Zhou who looked a little haggard. He stood up and blamed: "Why didn't you call me to pick you up?"
Liu Ziguang said: "As commissioned by Liu Xiaojing, I came to see your office. It's nice and very simple."
Zhou Wen's office is not big, and the furniture and furnishings are all left over from the last century. The wooden desk is also spray-painted with the words "XX" of the Tourism Bureau. There are telephones and hot water bottles on the table. Two wooden sofas are placed aside, covered with masks.
There is a white sofa cover, a tall spittoon beside the feet, a washstand behind the door, and a clean towel.
"Tsk, tsk, old classmate, you are very honest. You are definitely a model of hard work and simplicity." Zhuo Li looked around and praised.
Zhou Wen smiled bitterly and said: "There is no way. After all, it is a national-level poverty-stricken county. Financial funds are very tight. Money must be spent wisely. Our tourism bureau is not a key unit, so naturally we can't make any money. I even go to the countryside for inspections."
Go in your own car."
Liu Ziguang asked: "Is there no car in the bureau?"
"Well, there is a car, but no one dares to use it. It's a long story." Zhou Wen smiled bitterly again.
"It's okay, you said, we are just idle." Zhuo Li took out a box of cigarettes and threw one to each of Liu Ziguang and Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen lit a cigarette and spoke slowly: "Originally, the tourism bureau was equipped with a Santana sedan. Two months ago, the director and the office director were discussing work in the garage and forgot to turn off the air conditioner. As a result, they were poisoned by carbon monoxide and both died in the car.
Since this incident, no one dares to use the car anymore.”
"Wait a minute, let me interject. The former office director of your bureau is a woman, right? Didn't she wear clothes when discussing work with the director?" Zhuo Li asked maliciously.
Zhou Wen waved his hand: "Everyone knows very well why there is no need to speak out. The families of both sides came to the unit to cause trouble, which made it very ugly. When the director died, the four deputy directors below fought for their lives. In the end, I was transferred from the top to become the director.
On the contrary, it made the few of them who share the same enemy become angry. Oh, I regret it so much that I shouldn’t have been this bad director.”
Liu Ziguang understood a little bit and asked: "Zhou Wen, is there someone who wants to deal with you? You call us to come over and help you."
Zhou Wen waved his hand and his eyes flickered: "Old classmate, where are you thinking? I just want to ask you to give me some advice on how to develop tourism resources. The people in the bureau are either fighting each other or playing cards and drinking all day long. I can't count on it."