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Chapter 3644 Who Picks First (Part I)
Unlike District Chief Xu, District Chief Chen has long been immune to this kind of thing. This is not to say that Xu Ruilin is not as old as a young man to calm down. It is indeed Chen Taizhong’s experience in the officialdom of the past few years. Too many things.
So he was not angry, but asked, "Is this broken tent from the provincial government or the municipal bureau?"
"It's from the provincial government. I confirmed with Ge Baoling. The Civil Affairs Bureau doesn't have tents." Xu Ruilin has rules and rules and doesn't complain randomly. "It's fine if it's moldy and faded. It's been bitten by a mouse... how can people live here? what?"
"How many tents are there? How many are bitten?" District Chief Chen asked in a deep voice.
"Three hundred and fifty, almost 20% have been bitten. This is an emergency tent for flood fighting and rescue in 1996," District Mayor Xu replied angrily. "They also said that the whole province is nervous, and it is not bad to coordinate so many. Now...should I sign this word?"
"Wait for me first," Chen Taizhong pressed the phone and dialed Ma Feiming backhand. "Secretary Ma, I want to ask something, is the tent dialed by the Civil Affairs Department counted in the 8 million relief fund?"
"No, eight million is an allocation. The tent is just a living material for the transition period," Secretary Ma answered bluntly, and then he snorted, "Why ask?"
"The three hundred and fifty tents have been stored for six years. They are moldy and faded, and more than 20% have been bitten by rats," Chen Taizhong grumbled, "I can't prevent plague in the disaster area. How do you use this tent?"
"It's all for nothing, you can make use of it," Ma Feiming couldn't even talk about this trivial matter. In fact, he knew a lot about the civil affairs system. A tent in stock for six years? He has seen it in stock for twenty years.
But it can be destroyed in six years. It must be a matter of custody-if the old won't go away, the new won't come. Today's cadres love to play with such cleverness. Secretary Ma felt a little annoyed when he thought of this factor, "I'll give you a call from the Civil Affairs Office. You know it yourself..."
At the same time, Xu Ruilin stood sullenly in the courtyard of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Next to him was Mo Jiao, the deputy director of the Civil Affairs Bureau. She urged impatiently, "Mayor Xu, do you sign? Waiting for a tent. There are so many places. If you don’t sign now, you have to find Director Yang if you want to sign later."
"Wait a minute, you have time to ask the leader." District Chief Xu replied blankly, but he was not without resentment, such a tattered tent. Are you embarrassed to urge me so?
Didn't wait long. District Mayor Chen called back, and Xu Ruilin picked it up. He turned his head to look at Mo Jiao, "Director Mo, our leader said, the tent allocated to Bei Chong this time seems to be more than three hundred and fifty?"
"This...your Bei Chongti's request is about three hundred tops, right?" Director Mo didn't answer the question. She knew about this situation, and she sighed in her heart when she heard the other party talk about it. You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it for a lifetime.
But I really want to openly say that she is not afraid, "It is the rainy season. Flood prevention work requires a certain number of tents. Beichong has been hit by a disaster, and the city needs some rides. Isn’t that too much? And I will leave you three hundred and fifty tents. , A lot, right?"
"District Mayor Chen said that all five hundred tops must be given to Bei Chong," Mayor Xu hung up the phone and said lightly, "He is not opposed to taking a ride, but for this grade of goods, the quality is not enough to make up for the quantity. "
"It's impossible," Mo Jiao shook her head casually. "The hall is not directly to you Beichong. The secondary distribution is a matter of the city, and the city has already met your requirements, three hundred and fifty... It's already an excess."
"There are seven or eighty tops in it that can't be used, why is it overrated?" Xu Ruilin's face sank, and he spoke in an angry manner, "Xiao Mo, we have not known each other for a day or two. Xu Ruilin never speaks lies, I am not afraid. To tell you, District Chief Chen called Ma Feiming just now, so I will ask you three words: Can you give it?"
"Have you hit Secretary Ma?" Mo Jiao frowned. She was in her early forties, with a normal appearance and dark complexion. She was less than 1.6 meters tall and she was slightly fattened, but she was neatly cleaned up. , At first glance, it is the female agency. k.
In fact, she was originally from family and school. Her father had been in Yangzhou's missionary system, reaching the highest level as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Missions and Education, and later as the secretary of the Party Committee of Jingde County.
So although she is in the Yangzhou officialdom, the price of eyesight is not low. She heard that this incident attracted the attention of the provincial party committee secretary. She also knew that Secretary Ma had indeed been to Beichong two days ago, and she was stunned for a while. "Then I will report to Bureau Yang."
Otherwise, the behavior in this city is indeed quite annoying. They are coaxing up and down the counties and districts, but they don't want to have the qualifications for leather.
Not long after, Director Mo came out again. She smiled and said, "Director Yang said, you will take all the five hundred tops. He is now in Wushan and can't make it back to the city."
"You Director Yang is just a cheap leather. If others don't clean up, he is not happy." Rarely, Xu Ruilin actually cursed others, which is really detrimental to his elegant image. "Move out the remaining one hundred and fifty tops."
In the blink of an eye, the remaining one hundred and fifty tents were pushed out by the cart. Xu Ruilin looked at it and immediately became angry, "Director Mo, so you ride like this?"
I can’t help but he is not angry. The three hundred and fifty tops of Beichong Essentials are crooked melons and cracked dates. It seems to be more miserable than the villagers in Xiaojia Village, but the one hundred and fifty tops left by the Civil Affairs Bureau. , It is clean and intact, occasionally there are some mildew spots, but only a few small pieces.
"I really don't know that's the case." Mo Jiao was a little dumbfounded when she saw the scene. She raised her hand to prevent the shipper from leaving, and asked sternly, "Why are these same batch of tents so bad? many?"
"I just work, how can I know this?" The transporter replied with a wry smile, "But... Beichong has given a lot, and they can't pick and choose, right?"
"Get away," Director Mo yelled, turning her head and smiling bitterly at District Chief Xu, she explained softly, "Rui Lin, this is my fault, I didn't expect them to be like this. You just need to sign. Take away all five hundred tents."
"Xiao Mo, I won't care about you," Xu Ruilin snorted coldly. He knew in his heart that Mo Jiao had always wanted to enter his emotional life, occasionally making him temperamental. But it will not be unknown.
But the comparison between the two tents is really bullying. Originally, he wanted to take all the five hundred tents away, but now he changed his mind. "Everyone, choose the three hundred and fifty better ones. In the car, let’s come today, just get three hundred and fifty tents. No more tents."
"But the remaining tent. What do you want us to do with it?" Mo Jiao stopped listening.
"How do you like to deal with," District Mayor Xu replied coldly, "The Civil Affairs Bureau gave me three hundred and five. I'll pull three hundred and five. You Director Yang is not convinced, you can go to Mayor Chen to protest."
this decision. It was Xu Ruilin's temporary intention, and it was a bit unreasonable, and did not conform to his old philosophy of being kind to others, but he believed that District Mayor Chen would support him-fighting for the interests of the district, Chen Taizhong would not be future generations.
With his words, the young man who followed will definitely not be ambiguous, picking out three hundred and fifty tents, and throwing them on the car one by one-all Beichong people came, even if I don’t choose tents for my family, but I always choose tents for the folks, so everyone will not be vague.
At this moment, two more cars drove into the Civil Affairs Bureau, a Pajero off-road vehicle and a Foton light truck. After the people in the car got off, they greeted Mo Jiao with a smile, "Hello Director Mo."
It was the leader who said hello naturally, but the soldiers next to him were not idle either. They saw what was happening at a glance, and they could not stab the leader with an elbow. "Boss, there is a tent."
"Director Mo, is there a tent here?" The leader asked. Generally speaking, tents are not in the eyes of the leaders. The rainy months are a little more popular, but it is just like that. thing.
But the tents of the Civil Affairs Bureau are different. The tents there are used for disaster relief, and there is no cost. You get the money-at least the unit will spend less money because of this.
So this man’s eyes became a little straight, "We also applied for a tent, why didn’t we notify us?"
"Mayor Wu, your application hasn't been approved yet," Mo Jiao was anxious when she saw it. This is the deputy county magistrate of Beiguo County. He used to have close contact with the Civil Affairs Bureau, but now... The situation you can't afford to mix.
But the people in Beiguo are also used to being poor. As soon as County Mayor Wu spoke, the people next to him jumped up. They quickly got the supplies, and it was not too late to go through the formalities at the end. It's bad, so grab two better ones.
Unexpectedly, the talents of Beiguo stepped forward, and pushed and shoved them over there, "Go away, let's pick up the tent, what excitement you guys put together... Believe it or not, I will beat you?"
"Who is this, so awesome?" County Mayor Wu couldn't stand it. He walked up to see the person and snorted dissatisfiedly, "I said Xu Ruilin, are you a bit too domineering?"
"These tents originally belonged to us," Xu Ruilin was a gentleman fan, and he explained very seriously, "but we don't want to take them all, we just pick a good one and go, the county magistrate Wu...you wait a moment."
"I won't wait, Old Xu, the materials belong to the public, and you also need me." County Mayor Wu in Yangzhou is also quite rampant, especially since he knows that Xu Ruilin is reasonable, from a certain From a perspective, this is cowardice.
The two are of similar level, so he doesn't need to consider saving face for each other. "The people in Beichong need tents, and the people in Beiguo are raised by stepmothers? To be honest...who gets the hand?"
Chapter 3645 Who Picks First (Part 2)
The magistrate Wu was telling the truth, and it was impossible to think that Bei Chong, who was carrying the bag, was not convinced. This person threw the bag into the car and raised his hand to point at him, "Wu shoemaker, you are brave enough to say it again... Chong thing?"
County Mayor Wu started in Weimo. His father was a shoemaker. He also did this. Later, thanks to the country's resumption of the college entrance examination, he made a name for himself. However, people who know the roots in Yangzhou say that he is a shoemaker.
Therefore, for Mayor Wu, this is very insulting, but there are too many heroes in Yangzhou who do not live or die, and he can hear such words from time to time. He really wants to care about it.
But right now someone slapped his face in person. He didn't want to care about it anymore, so his face sank, and he didn't care about his own image. "Even if I grab something from Bei Chong, I won't have your turn to speak...what a gadget? child?"
"I'm not a gadget, I'm just a person from Beichong." This person dropped the tent in his hand. Looking at him unconvincedly, "There is a kind, can you try it?"
County Mayor Wu stopped immediately. Among the Yangzhou people, the most difficult ones are the Huacheng people, followed by Jingde and Beichong. The bravery of the people of Beichong is not blown out-it is not possible to beat Huacheng, it is because the number of people is worse, and the money is worse. Even the people of Huacheng are not willing to provoke the people of Beichong.
So he hesitated briefly. At this time, someone in the distance had already taken out his mobile phone to dial, and it seemed that someone was about to call. Upon seeing this, Mo Jiao hurried forward to drag County Mayor Wu aside.
"What do you mean," County Mayor Wu frowned. Very unhappy to speak. Look at that posture, if the other party is a woman. He might even turn his face directly.
"The things that Beichong's new district mayor has confessed to are something that has never suffered," Mo Jiao murmured, "I called Ma Feiming directly...I told you this, and it is for your good."
After hearing this, County Mayor Wu looked at her blankly for two seconds, then nodded slightly, then glanced sideways at Xu Ruilin, then turned and left with a cold snort.
The current Chen Taizhong is also very famous in Yangzhou officialdom. One is that he can make money, and the other is unreasonable. Needless to say, he can make money. The investment that has flowed into Beichong in the past six months is more than the sum of other places in Yangzhou. need more.
The most important thing is that this guy is unreasonable, and the little Bei Chong actually steadily suppressed the difficult Huacheng. Shao Zhengwu resigned because of this person, especially the recent rumors-the new mayor , Chen Zhengkui, an unusually powerful man, was actually broken by Chen Taizhong in full view!
As soon as County Mayor Wu heard that this person was involved, he really didn’t have the guts to be unreasonable, not to mention that the matter was still concerned by Ma Feiming, the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee. All he could do was to turn around and leave, even if there were people behind him with disdain. Humph.
There are more than one similar incidents in Yangzhou. For example, Gong Nanhua’s driver Wang Jianwu has recently encountered some troubles.
Since he came back from the Beijing Airport, someone asked, why didn't you go to Paris, he must blush and yell at Beichong people. When he meets those who are closer, he will also name Chen Taizhong.
I, Wang Jianwu, is a small person. It doesn't matter. The key is Ji Hongji's wife, who was also stuck back. This is not just slapping me in the face, but just putting eye drops on Director Gong.
Gong Nanhua’s laissez-faire attitude towards him was normal. The response was normal. The dignified Secretary of Finance was slapped in the face by someone like this. There was no complaint in his heart, but he was inconvenient to speak out. The driver expressed dissatisfaction below. Of course he wouldn't bother - Quandang was blowing the air in the department on his behalf.
Seriously doing this, even if the rammer comes to the door, he will push the matter to the driver, and Yu Gong will not hurt someone.
Wang Jianwu was very happy recently. The leader received guests at noon today. He could go home for dinner. When he didn't want to walk to the gate of the yard, two men came to meet him.
The two men are not young, about forty years old, one is short and fat and the other is tall. They both hold an umbrella. They block the way of driver Wang with a smile. The short and fat man said, "Are you Wang Jianwu?" "
"It's me," Wang Jianwu hesitated for a while, then nodded. He saw the other side shrugging and slanting his neck. He knew that these were two old guns, but he was in good health, and he was not afraid to do anything with each other, so he slowly and systematically He took out a pack of cigarettes, and took out one of his own. "Something?"
"I heard that you have been very grieving recently," the thin and tall man slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed the cigarette, rubbed it slightly, and said lightly, "The young man is too irritable to his body and his family. it is good."
"I haven't consulted the two big names yet," Wang Jianwu asked unhurriedly. He is not afraid to do things, but he doesn't want to provoke people in a confused manner. There are really too many heroes from all walks of life in Yangzhou, and impulsiveness may lead to extremely bad consequences. He is only a temporary staff. If he is a staff member in the department, he will be more confident.
"Old Beichong prickly heat, I haven't heard of it, so just ask someone about it," the short fat man said, raising his hand and gently patting the other's face, "I am old, no one knows me, if Liu Jinhu is alive, I dare not say that I don't know me."
Old prickly heat...Wang Jianwu really hasn’t heard of this person, but he knows who Liu Jinhu is, so he allows him to insult himself, "What are you two looking for?"
"It's nothing, I advise you to put down the fire," the short fat man replied lightly.
After a while, the thin tall man said with a smile. "Report to the police by the way. The people in Beichong are very dissatisfied with you. It was not my brother who stopped them. They have found you or your family now. You have to appreciate it? We are in a hurry to call the police and we have not eaten yet at noon. Well... take one of three thousand and five thousand, and cushion your stomach."
"That's all on me." Wang Jianwu was also very bachelor, took out his wallet, took out ten or so hundred yuan bills from it, and handed it over.
"Okay, I'll keep two for you." The thin man raised his hand to take the stack, took out two and returned them, and the two turned to leave.
Wang Jianwu walked home with a cold face when his old mother saw him like this. Just before asking questions, he walked into his room and closed the door, then he took out his cell phone to make a call. To figure out who this old prickly heat is.
In fact, he had already thought of it. Not to mention those who do, only to swindle money from these two people who dare to talk to the driver of the Finance Director. This is unusual, unless it is the little gangsters who don’t have the same hair. Old gangsters want to get it. Now as long as he calls the police backhand, the two will definitely not be able to walk around—no robbery, but a blackmail. There is no problem.
But he really didn't dare to call this police call. There are too many heroes in Yangzhou who are not afraid of dying. When they come back, this kind of hatred is endless.
Wang Jianwu just inquired, and it's really like this. The old prickly heat started at about the same time as Liu Jinhu, and he ended up after getting married. Later, his daughter-in-law died and reappeared. Now he runs a chess hall and sometimes helps people collect debts. He is a police station. And regulars of the sub-bureau, a veritable hob meat.
It’s worth mentioning that when this girl collected debts, the methods were not very good. He had done everything about kidnapping old women, women and children. Wang Jianwu heard that he was such a person and sighed, "Nima, Chen Taizhong." Did you do it too terribly?"
Chen Taizhong's strength in the officialdom has already put a lot of pressure on him, and now it is even used by the figures of the road-don't you know that few cadres who have made friends with the underworld have a good end?
Seeing him walking out of the room with a melancholy expression, the mother hurried forward to ask. After listening to him, the old man sighed, "Be honest in the future. Those gangsters on the street are cruel, and the peace of ordinary people is good for you... Can’t let me, a white-haired person, give you a black-haired person."
"That's right, you said that Chen Taizhong has a mass foundation in Beichong," his wife was also admonishing by the side. "When we look back, someone has harmed our family, and I can't find out who did it."
"I can't swallow this breath," Wang Jianwu replied angrily.
"Fighting between officials, what do you do as a soldier? Why are you not convinced?" The mother snorted, "If you toss again, I will go to Chen Taizhong and kneel for him."
"Stop talking, eat," Wang Jianwu waved his hand impatiently. Yeah, this is the leaders fighting. What's up with me?
In fact, he didn't know that this was not arranged by Chen Taizhong. It was just Lin Huan who instructed two people. District Chief Chen couldn't put his mind on a small person like him.
In the past two days, District Mayor Chen is busy arranging the venue, because it will be a new ceremony soon—people from Borui Consulting are coming, and hundreds of millions of funds ~EbookFREE.me~ will be smashed to Beichong again.
This financing was discussed years ago, and now it has entered a substantive stage of operation. It is said that the leaders of the city government should be invited to come, but the mayor Chen and the city government are so stalemate that he simply invited Li Qiang to preside over the ceremony.
Secretary Li accepted the invitation very happily. The landing of such a large amount of funds is a matter of saving face. However, for the leaders of Beichong, this is not only a matter of saving face, but there is also a key issue-the money meeting. Where to invest?
Therefore, in Chen Taizhong's small courtyard that night, several deputy district chiefs came together again, each came up with their own plans, and asked the district to think more about the films they were in charge of.
"This money must be paid back, and it cannot be invested in infrastructure on a large scale." District Mayor Chen shook his head. Although the money belongs to him, he can't learn from Lei Feng, right? And he has his own vision for this money, "It is mainly used for development."
Everyone was eating and chatting. Someone knocked on the door. It was Ning Peiliang, the mayor of Wushui Township. As soon as he entered the door, he said angrily, "District Chen, I heard that the upper Xiaojianzi Village is going to build an electroplating plant. Harm to Wu Shui..."
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