Chapter 108 Painted Skin
Back at the Yu family compound, I chatted with Wang Siyu for more than ten minutes in the study. After receiving the call, I walked to the window and said a few words softly. Yu Chunlei, secretary of the Beijing Municipal Committee, became extremely solemn. He hurriedly got up and left, and drove to Zhongnanhai.
Wang Siyu walked to the window with a teacup, looked at the hazy sky outside, sighed softly, pulled the chair and sat down, touched a sign pen, wrote the four words "bureaucratic political system" on the a4 paper, and couldn't help but frowned, adding a huge exclamation mark to the back.
Mr. Yu’s reminder is by no means a dangerous and alarmist. If the tall buildings, luxury cars, and various things with distinctive modern characteristics are removed, a bureaucratic dynasty similar to the old era will be presented to him.
China's bureaucratic political system has a long history and has a history of nearly two thousand years, which makes it magical affinity and amazing adaptability. It is no exaggeration to say that it can be mixed with any system, integrated with each other, and become one.
Before completing the political system reform, if you want to carry out economic reforms, the measures you take can only promote the development of the market economy on the premise of maximizing the interests of the bureaucratic group. This was an almost helpless choice under the specific social background at the time.
However, this interest group formed with the bureaucratic system as the core almost monopolizes domestic politics, economy, cultural resources, whether power or money, in this circle of interests, they will be granted privately, but most people are excluded and have no choice but to passively accept it.
Although this development model has achieved great success, not only has promoted the sustainable development of the economy over the past few decades, but also maintained social stability and achieved a historic breakthrough in the domestic modernization process, the drawbacks it brings are also obvious.
Such as the generalization of festering **, the increasing social injustice, the increasing gap between the rich and the poor year by year, and the increasingly rifts between various social classes have become difficult to reconcile. The reason is that the unsupervised bureaucracy has inherent limitations and it is difficult to seek benefits for the vast majority of people.
The bureaucratic system uses highly monopoly political power in its hands to directly intervene in commercial activities and dominates the distribution of interests. The closer it is to the core of power, the more wealth it can be distributed. Its distribution model has a strong feudal hierarchy and is by no means a product of the modern market economy.
For example, the large number of wasteful repeated constructions carried out in the name of the country are rarely caused by the ignorance of officials. Most of them are intentional, and from the central government to the local government, and even between superiors and subordinates, it has long been tacit. This way of turning public to private is targeted export of interests and is also a disguised repeated money laundering.
What is even more serious is that various signs indicate that due to the lack of sufficient constraints, institutional plunder has already begun. The two means of wealth transfer, namely, "turning public to private" and "turning private to public", are being accelerated. Whether discovered or not, most people have become victims.
In recent years, various money laundering scandals have frequently occurred in the banking system, securities market, and land trading market. Bureaucratic interest groups have left bad debts to banks and other financial systems, and banks have cleverly transferred them to the people in various ways. This vicious cycle will continue.
If the political system reform is not carried out very early, this looting plunder will be endless until there is no social wealth for exploitation and it will end. When the vast majority of people are pushed into the abyss of pain, the history of chaos over the past two thousand years will be re-stated.
After entering the officialdom, Wang Siyu dealt with a lot of **. He knew very well that over the years, the only thing that grew faster than GDP was the anger in the hearts of the people and the anger that had been accumulated for decades, once it was ignited, the consequences would be unimaginable.
It is extremely difficult to reform the existing bureaucratic system because there is no political leader in the current political arena. He can use his personal reputation to restrain the bureaucratic political system. No matter how powerful the faction leader is, he is small in front of the entire bureaucratic system. He cannot break his own wings or sit idly by. In a dilemma, he has to stop the boil and strive to maintain it.
Fortunately, the current economic growth trend can still be maintained at a high level, which gives the market still a chance to win, rather than an absolute zero-sum game. Even if most of the wealth is divided by a few interest classes, the lower-level people can still get a piece of the pie in economic development and maintain the current living standards. This is the real cornerstone of stability and leaves people with time to solve problems.
Just like a time bomb, although it cannot see the time node clearly, the "drip" sound has been lingering in my ears and cannot be removed. No matter how beautiful the reality is, danger is lurking under my feet. When power and capital are flooded, all the brilliant colors will be swallowed by endless darkness.
"Where is the way out?" Wang Siyu frowned and put his hand in his pocket habitually. Just as he was about to touch the cigarette, a crisp phone ringing suddenly rang, which scared him, calmed down, took out his cell phone, and saw that it was called by Zhong Jiaqun. He smiled slightly, answered the phone, and said softly: "Jiaqun, I haven't contacted you for a long time, how are you doing recently?"
Zhong Jiaqun sighed and said with a hoarse throat: "Secretary Wang, last night, my mother had a heart attack... and had passed away. She just finished her funeral. She called you."
Wang Siyu was stunned for a moment, frowned, and whispered: "It's too sudden, Jiaqun, I want to be mournful and follow the changes."
Zhong Jiaqun rubbed the corners of his eyes and said in a low tone: "After Jiazhong left, the old lady was in a bad mood. She always had to go to the cemetery every once in a while and came back only to dark. During this period, she often suffered from high blood pressure. I was too busy with work and didn't pay attention. If I had known it, I would have been fine if I just took her to the hospital for examination. I really regret it."
Wang Siyu waved his hand and comforted softly: "Jiaqun, many things are unexpected, don't blame yourself too much."
Zhong Jiaqun nodded and hesitated: "Secretary Wang, the situation on Xishan is a bit complicated. The new county party secretary is very appreciated by Secretary Yue. He transferred several officials from other places, all of whom were enriched to the government and entrusted them with important responsibilities. Local cadres have great opinions."
Wang Siyu frowned, took out a cigarette, took a deep breath on the spot, and smiled and said, "Jiaqun, are you in trouble?"
Zhong Jiaqun shook his head and whispered: "No, he still has a great impression of me, but I want to change the environment."
Wang Siyu smiled slightly and nodded, "Okay, if I want to develop in the city, I can say hello to Secretary Yue."
Zhong Jiaqun stood up and said anxiously: "Secretary Wang, I think of working around you, which is what the old lady means. She kept nagging, saying that you are the reincarnation of the Golden Dragon and will be the emperor in the future, so I will follow you."
"Yes, but you have to wait a little longer." Wang Siyu laughed in silence, brushed the ashes, and pondered: "Jiaqun, I suggest you go to Yuzhou to transition first, solve the problem in your right place, and then transfer it to Weibei. Is this okay?"
Zhong Jiaqun touched the back of his head and said shyly: "Secretary Wang, I will always be your soldier, and I will obey the command of all actions."
Wang Siyu snorted and said softly: "Then that's it, wait for the news."
After hanging up the phone, he turned around and turned his eyes to the window. Seeing that it was drizzling outside, Chen Luohua's two children were playing in the rain.
After watching for a while, Wang Siyu smiled slightly, then called the number again, and called Secretary Yue of Yuzhou Municipal Party Committee, and said with a smile: "Old leader, I am Wang Siyu, haven't you disturbed your weekend break?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a hearty laughter came from his ears. Yue Songming sat up on the sofa, rubbing his hair, and half-jokingly said: "Okay, Secretary Wang, I'm so embarrassed to say 'old leader', you underground worker, you have hidden me too much."
Wang Siyu was slightly stunned, extinguished the cigarette butt, threw it into the ashtray, and said in confusion: "Secretary Yue, where did you hide it from you?"
"You are still pretending to be confused!" Yue Songming smiled, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Last month, I contacted my old classmate and heard some rumors in Weibei. Only then did I realize that a comrade was actually a big-name soldier under me. When he saw Comrade Nanting the day before yesterday, he was talking about this with him. He actually pushed it cleanly and said he didn't know it, and I refused to believe it!"
Wang Siyu suddenly realized, laughed heartily, waved his hand and said, "Secretary Yue, it's not that he wants to hide it. The matter is a bit complicated and it's hard to explain for a while."
"Understand, understand." Yue Songming smiled slightly and said implicitly: "It happened that I had contacted you. In two months, Deputy Mayor Liu will lead a team to Beijing to run the project. He also asked you to thread a needle and help introduce the leaders of the ministries and commissions."
Wang Siyu smiled and said softly: "No problem, Secretary Yue, I am also a cadre from West China. It is also appropriate to do something for my hometown."
Yue Songming nodded and said with a smile: "Secretary Wang, then we have made an agreement in advance. At that time, we can't be turned away!"
Wang Siyu waved his hand and said with a smile: "How can it be? Cadres from West China should be warmly entertained no matter how busy they are."
After chatting for a while, Wang Siyu changed the subject and mentioned Zhong Jiaqun's affairs, he still cared about this honest and honest former secretary.
"It's easy to say, it's easy to talk about it, and it's solved as soon as possible." Yue Songlin smiled and nodded, picked up the cup again, took a sip of tea, and asked tentatively: "Secretary Wang, is Mr. Yu's health good? I respect him very much and want to take time to visit him."
Wang Siyu sighed and said softly: "You are good, even if you are sleepy, it is not convenient for you to entertain guests. At that time, I am afraid that Secretary Chunlei will receive you."
Chapter completed!