The old man in the lower bunk across from me woke up and started asking Qin Chizian all sorts of questions again, the topics being quite trivial: How are the villagers doing? What is the reputation of the county leaders? What are the local practices for economic development?
He was careful not to speak recklessly about the leaders' reputation, but he answered the other questions very seriously and in detail.
When it came to this trip to Huacheng, the old man's eyes sparkled with excitement as he repeatedly exclaimed, "What's wrong with being young? It's the youth who have vitality and can better grasp the latest spirit of Yanjing!
You folks from Baliushu are doing great! The common people can't even fill their stomachs; how can we talk about the Four Modernizations or any ideals?
Such words were something Qin Chizian dared not continue.
The old man asked the son of the person living in the upper bunk again, "Did you take care of the task I entrusted to you?"
Zhao Youqi repeatedly said, "Yes, I did. If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Qin brother, he has agreed to it too."
Taking on the task entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty. Qin Chizian also helped confirm Zhao Youqi's words, "Sir, I remember the courtyard you mentioned. Rest assured, I will take care of it properly for you when I return."
The old man was happy: "Good, I trust you." Finally, he invited, "Don't you have my son's phone number? When you come to Beijing, come to my house and see this old man! I'm not hiding it from you, my daughter and son-in-law both work in the ministry, as directors or bureau chiefs or something, but I don't think much of them. If they don't do investigations and research every day, what can they do to understand the people and win their hearts? Long-term residence in the court, not knowing the people's suffering, this is not acceptable!"
"When the time comes, you come to my house and give them a class!"
Qin Chizian self-deprecatingly said, "Sir, I am just a small deputy at the moment. You are overestimating me by asking me to give a class to the bureau-level leaders in Beijing!"
The old man was very stubborn: "I'm not asking you to really lecture them, but to talk about the actual situation of the grassroots..."
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When the car arrived at Jiangcheng, the old man in the lower bunk across from me was still fast asleep. I said goodbye to Zhao Youqi and the young man surnamed Tian in the upper bunk, and met up with four leaders. I noticed a beautiful bag suddenly appear around Qin Chizian's neck, and Mie Denke said, "Little Director Qin, did you hit the jackpot?"
Qin Chizian roughly explained the situation. The others found it somewhat unbelievable, except for Jian Junzhan, who kept looking back, trying to discover something from that private room.
From Jiangcheng to Wenyuan, Jian Junzhan and Qiu Aimin took Qin Chizian and two senior executives to report work at the county government.
In the meeting room of the county government, Jian Junzhan handed the memorandum to County Magistrate Gao, which was filled with several pages of printed paper. County Magistrate Gao read it over and over: the purchase price increased by fifteen percent, and the purchase quantity expanded limitlessly. The orders for just the first quarter alone exceeded 6 million yuan!
The list was passed to Wu Youshun. The old man's chubby face twitched involuntarily: If his own son wasn't so clever, he should be the one sitting here seeking credit! Thinking of Wu Jiefeng's last business trip, returning dejectedly, and then seeing Jian Junzhan's gleeful appearance, Wu Youshun felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly. What is ability? What is competence? Is there still a need for evaluation?
After listening to the successful report, it's time to "admit mistakes." Jing Kang and Mie Denke did not expect that Qin Chizian could bring such a big order to Wenyuan. Looking at themselves, they have become a joke.
The two workers in the key production link were introduced by Deputy County Magistrate Wu Youshun. What should he do next? Should he take responsibility for poor management or simply shift the blame? Jing Kang felt very conflicted.
A few days after returning to Baliushu, he received a notification from the county that Secretary Li Honghai and the county mayor were coming to Baliushu for research.
In Jian Junzhan's memory, it was more than a decade ago when a County Party Secretary visited.
How long ago that was.
Over the years, Baliushu has been wary of leaders coming, and the leaders themselves have been reluctant to visit. The reasons for this are well understood by everyone...
Now, the leaders are coming, and it's not just one but two! Everyone in the courtyard is filled with joy.
Last time, when they returned from Huacheng, Secretary Li went to Jiangcheng for a meeting. This time, he is here in Baliushu to conduct research on the rattan weaving industry and to hear reports. Given the situation, it is certain that the discussions will be pleasant and the listening will be enjoyable.
Watching the excited expressions of the Secretary and the Town Mayor, Qin Chizian felt an inexplicable sense of unease. After the preparatory meeting ended, Qin Chizian pulled Jian Junzhan and headed to Wan Hongcai's office.
Now in Baliushu, the party and government officials treat Qin Chizian like a treasure. When the two leaders gathered together and listened to a few points made by Qin Chizian, they were left somewhat dumbfounded.
It turns out that the leaders were not here for research; it was possible that a robbery was about to happen!
What should they do?
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