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Volume 3_1813

"Ding, District Mayor Ding, I'm late, I..." Yan Guanghe, a big fat man, got him here on such a hot day, which was really difficult for him. His clothes were probably soaked. On the one hand, the most important thing was to be nervous, because the secretary told him about the situation here when he called him to come. It would be strange if Yan Guanghe was not nervous.

Ding Changsheng wanted to call him in, but the guy was filled with alcohol. It was morning. Before noon, he sat on the table so soon. Ding Chang's angry face turned cold. He ignored him and went straight into his office.

But Yan Guanghe still followed in, but when he entered the door, Tao Yiming pulled him and asked, "I can drink it in the morning at noon, it's not here yet."

"Secretary Tao, I'm wronged. This was drunk last night. Oh, I can't do anything about it..." Yan Guanghe wanted to explain, but Tao Yiming stopped him. You and me couldn't report. Where is the district chief? Tao Yiming reached out and pushed Yan Guanghe into the office, then pointed at Ding Changsheng, signaling him to report to Ding Changsheng.

"Yan Guanghe, how long have you been the director?" Ding Changsheng sat on his chair and looked at Yan Guanghe majesticly, not to say anything else. Just this sentence scared Yan Guanghe to a great extent. If any leader asked you this first sentence, what would you think?

"Ah, oh, District Mayor Ding, this matter is really not up to me today. I really don't have money financially. If I have money, how dare I not send it over?" Although Yan Guanghe knew what Ding Changsheng meant, he still spoke up and did not answer his question positively.

"Yan Guanghe, what I asked is that you have been the director for several years. Are you disdainful to answer my questions or do you not understand what I said at all?" Ding Changsheng did not joke with him, but still asked coldly.

Yan Guanghe was stunned. It seemed that today's level was not so easy, so he said, "District Mayor Ding, I have been working for exactly five years this year. Over the past five years, I have been planning for the financial situation of Xinhu District, but..."

"But, needless to say, today's affairs are the best proof. The teacher has not paid his salary for half a year and has surrounded the district government with a banner. You really give me a lot of face. Do you say that the finances have no money, but what about the finances?"

"District Mayor, although I am the Finance Director, I am just a person who manages money. I can't manage money. After the leader approves the money, I have to transfer it. Not to mention anything else, the Xinhu Plaza project has been approved for more than 300 million yuan, but it has not been completed yet. What should I do? After the leader approves the money, I can't say I have no money, right?" Yan Guanghe also looked very aggrieved.

Ding Changsheng knew that Yan Guanghe was not lying, and the Finance Director was just a accountant. He still didn’t spend the money. How much money was spent, it was not the boss who had the final say, but the boss was no one else here or the leader.

So I was too lazy to get tired of him and asked directly: "How much money does the finances have now? I will pay the teachers' salaries immediately."

"District Mayor, you can't sell me enough. The salary of these teachers is more than 20 million a month. Now the finances are less than 3 million. How can I get so much money? District Mayor?" When Yan Guanghe heard Ding Changsheng asking him to pay the teachers' salaries, he immediately cried, as if his father was dead.

When Ding Changsheng heard this, his head became bigger. Damn, Huzhou City is known as the strongest economic district, and there is not even 10 million in finance. Who would believe this if he said this? He originally thought that he would give these teachers a month first, and then he would find a way to raise the remaining money. It would probably take several months to solve this matter. But he couldn't even pay a month's salary in finance.

"What did you say? You don't even have three million yuan, so you still can't get the salary this month. That's what you mean?" Ding Changsheng suddenly stood up and asked viciously at Yan Guanghe.

"The district mayor, not only can the teacher's salary not be paid, but the civil servant's salary not be paid. Everyone is the same. My own salary has not been paid for four or five months. There is no way. Now there are several local governments who do not borrow money to make up for the east and west walls. They all do this. Besides, the district mayor, today is a chance. I will say one more thing. Not only can our district not pay the salary now, but we still owe 20 billion yuan in debt. The interest alone is astronomical, and the bank is constantly looking for me, but I have no choice but to hide today and tomorrow." Tang Guihe sighed.

If Ding Changsheng was shocked just now, this sentence about debt completely fooled Ding Changsheng. He had heard that some local governments had debts, and as far as the whole country, there is really no accurate number for how much local debt local governments have, because it is impossible to count and do not tell the truth, so there is no need to count.

Ding Changsheng knew that the development zone had no money, but the development zone did not have so much debt. Xinhu District had more than 20 billion yuan in debt. What does this mean? Ding Changsheng was very shocked. How many years would it take to pay it back?

"How do these debts come from?" Ding Changsheng calmed down and asked. He found that he had to conduct a survey on the entire district to see how much debt he had and how much money he had? He had to have a plan for his work. If he walked forward with his head so tightly, sooner or later something might happen, and something big would happen.

"It's all accumulated over the years. New money is paid back old debts, but the speed of owing money is far beyond the speed of repaying money. Anyway, it's the same every year. I have slowly accumulated so much debt. Now I don't dare to meet with those bank presidents. Meeting is about asking for money. Where can I get money?" Yan Guanghe said depressedly.

Ding Changsheng understood, and understood how big a mess he had taken on, but even if it was a mess, if you didn’t come, you would still be overwhelmed. Why is this happening? In a word, this is the money owed by the country. Money is the country, and debt is also the country. It has nothing to do with us leaders.
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