Deputy County Mayor Gao and the top leader of the Civil Affairs Bureau Mou Renhou sat on the top of the round table, Zhao Yongsheng, Su Ming, Hou Weidong and Su Yajun sat on the bottom of the table.

Zhao Yongsheng only wrote a few outlines in his notebook and recorded more than a dozen data. He has been engaged in grassroots work for a long time and often speaks at conferences. He is quite eloquent. In addition, he is familiar with funeral work, so he does not use manuscripts. He left the manuscripts and reported them even more well.

Deputy County Mayor Gao nodded frequently. When Zhao Yongsheng finished reporting, he asked: "What were the deaths last year and the previous year, what were the deaths in the first five months of today, how many cremation, how many people were buried, and how much money was collected?" Asked, he flipped through a table.

It was the first time that Zhao Yongsheng had dealt with Deputy County Magistrate Gao. He did not expect that his work was so meticulous, so he looked at Su Ming squintly. Su Ming only remembered the general data. Seeing Deputy County Magistrate Gao was flipping the list, he did not dare to answer randomly, and used his light to signal Hou Weidong.

Seeing that the two chief officials could not answer this string of data, Hou Weidong didn't care about being modest. Since the funeral reform was included in the agenda, he had just built the Qinglin Highway, and had experienced and done most of the things himself. These data were deeply imprinted in his mind like Xiaojia's birthday. He was calm and accurately reported these numbers in one breath.

The relevant data provided by the Civil Affairs Bureau were placed in front of Deputy County Mayor Gao. Seeing that Hou Weidong's data was not different at all, he looked at Mou Renhou and nodded in praise.

Deputy County Magistrate Gao habitually held his glasses with his hands and said, "Master Su, do you have any more?"

The town committee secretary is the real leader. At this time, Zhao Yongsheng had finished reporting. Even if Su Ming really had different ideas, he could not report in front of him. This is the unspoken rule of the officialdom. He naturally understood this truth and said: "Secretary Zhao reported it very comprehensively. I have no supplements. I just said one thing, funeral reform involves a wide range of areas and is fierce. It is necessary to pay attention to the town party committee. Only by focusing all our efforts can we do this work well."

This flattery made Zhao Yongsheng very comfortable.

Deputy County Mayor Gao no longer solicited Hou Weidong's opinions and said, "I have gone to seven townships. Today I am in Qinglin Town and I am most satisfied. This work is the key task of the whole county. After the investigation is over, the Civil Affairs Bureau will write a report to the county party committee and county government."

He said steadily: "I think Qinglin Town's work is very good, which is reflected in five aspects. First, the leaders attach great importance to it and established a leading group. They discussed it many times at the joint meetings of the Party and the government; Second, the early publicity work was very good, and the various situations such as meetings, radio, slogans, schools were passed to promote it horizontally and to the edge. Vertical to the end, and comprehensive coverage was carried out. Meticulous publicity is the basis for doing a good job in funeral reform. Some townships did not do well in this regard, and many things were done, and the lessons were profound; Third, the measures were effective. Qinglin Town will return to the village and community within the scope of policy allowance, which greatly mobilized the enthusiasm of village and community cadres;"

"Fourth, the on-site handling is decisive, the on-site is very complicated and there are many people..."

"Fifth, the achievements are outstanding. This is not said out of thin air, it is based on data,..."

Everyone was very happy to have received full recognition from Deputy County Mayor Gao.

It was already twelve o'clock at noon, and Zhao Yongsheng suggested, "Deputy County Magistrate Gao, it's still late, let's go to have a meal first."

Deputy County Magistrate Gao held his glasses with his hands, closed his notebook, and said, "Although you are not allowed to drink at noon, Qinglin Town's funeral work is done well, so I will make an exception and give you some drinks."

Zhao Yongsheng hurriedly said modestly: "The work in Qinglin Town is still far from the government's requirements. County Magistrate Gao toasted us, and we were defeated."

Several people stood up and walked out. As soon as they reached the yard, Deputy County Magistrate Gao suddenly remembered something and said, "Secretary Zhao, I have read the plan for your new nursing home. It's very good. Let's take a little more time to go to the scene to see it."

Secretary Zhao smiled and said, "It's time to eat, people are iron and rice. If Deputy County Magistrate Gao is hungry in Qinglin Town, I can't afford it."

Deputy County Magistrate Gao is a new county magistrate and is very enthusiastic about work. He said, "Since you come, you can rest assured, look at the new address and go for a meal."

Director Mou said: "If this new nursing home is OK, it will be a pilot project of the Civil Affairs Bureau in townships, and the subsidies can be given a little more."

Su Ming did not expect that Deputy County Magistrate Gao suddenly wanted to see the new nursing home. Knowing that this was a great time to convince Zhao Yongsheng, he took Mou Renhou's words and said with a smile: "Director Mou has opened his mouth, I have to fight for this money no matter what."

Director Mou hurriedly said: "I listen to County Magistrate Gao. As long as he agrees with the new plan, I will be responsible for logistics support."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yongsheng had to take everyone to the new address that Hou Weidong once proposed. He smiled all over his face, but he looked at Hou Weidong's smile a little cold, and said to himself: "This Hou Weidong is indeed capable, but he doesn't understand the rules too much. He takes the plan he denies to the Civil Affairs Bureau. This is completely a force to palace."

Hou Weidong had already made up his mind to leave Qinglin Town. At this time, the construction of the expressway gradually accelerated. After Heiwa was cut off his palm, the gangsters in Yiyang City stopped causing trouble, and the gravel in Shangqinglin was transported out in a steady stream.

What was transported out was gravel, but what was brought back was dazzling real money.

Having decided to leave, Hou Weidong was not afraid of Zhao Yongsheng. Of course, there was no need to argue with Zhao Yongsheng. After all, many things in the officialdom would be circulated. If he got the name of a thorn, it might bring obstacles to future development. He pretended not to know Zhao Yongsheng's dissatisfaction, followed everyone and climbed the small slope.

Although it is just a small slope, when you go up the slope, you will suddenly feel refreshed. A large area of ​​flat land is right in front of you. Qinglin Town is a mountainous land, and it is rare to see this kind of flat land of more than two or three hundred acres.

County Mayor Gao proposed to visit the nursing home, which was purely a whim, while Su Ming had been planning to convince Zhao Yongsheng that Gao was in a very good mood and faced the mountain wind, pointing to the location of the new nursing home, saying: "This place is wide, facing south and north, with smooth air, very close to Changzhen, and is an excellent place to repair the new nursing home."

Deputy County Magistrate Gao was very satisfied with the location and said: "The original location was too narrow and there was no room for development. It was really good to be a nursing home in this location. Secretary Zhao was considerate and thoughtful. This is a blessing for the five-guarantee elderly in Qinglin Town."

At this time, Zhao Yongsheng had to agree to the new plan.

Just as County Magistrate Gao and everyone in Qinglin Town were drinking happily, at Yiyangcheng Hospital, Heiwa Rushuang, who was terrified, lay listlessly on the bed. His right hand was cut off. The most hateful thing was that the murderer actually took his palm away. Even if Lingxi could plant his hand, he would not do anything.

"Why haven't Xiaopi and Dayong come yet?" He yelled at one of his subordinates.

The man under his command was a young man in his early twenties. He held Heiwa with a knife for two days and was impatient. He was just as he had a hard time with the accumulation of power of Heiwa. In the past two days, he saw the clues. Brother Pi and Brother Dayong had only been here once and never showed up again. From this point, it can be seen that Heiwa, who had broken his hand, was no longer Heiwa.

At this time, when Heiwa heard the blame, he took the opportunity to say, "I'll go find them." Without waiting for Heiwa to nod, he slipped out.

Heiwa looked at the ceiling alone and was stunned. When he woke up from injury this time, he gradually realized something was wrong. In order to fear that people would take revenge in the hospital, he asked Xiaopi to send four people to protect him. In the first few days, the four people were still staying inside and outside the house, but Xiaopi and Xiaoyong did not show up for a long time, so the four people smeared oil after another, and escaped.

After cursing on the hospital bed for a while, his mother then walked over with chicken soup and said, "Heiwazi, after he recovers from the injury, he will be a regular businessman. Don't do anything in the past. You always say that there are so many brothers, but in fact, no one is reliable."

This pointed to Heiwa's sore spot, and he said angrily: "These damn god, it's not that simple to get rid of me." He seemed strong on the surface, but when he thought of his bare right palm, he was secretly disappointed.

He took out a new mobile phone with his left hand. This was the mobile phone he was talking to his confidant A Qiang alone. No one except A Qiang knew. After dialing several times, he could get through Xiaoqiang's phone number. A Qiang was having sex with a fat woman, when suddenly a cell phone on his left waist rang. He knew that it was Heiwa's, and he answered the phone while moving.

"A Qiang, I am Heiwa. My brother suffered and was chopped down his palm."

Upon hearing this, Aqiang's whole body stiffened and said, "Brother Hei, who did it?"

"I don't know either."

Aqiang turned over and got up, pushed the fat prostitute aside, and said, "I'll get back as soon as possible."

Heiwa said: "Don't come back for the time being. Xiaopi and Dayong are in a bad relationship. Be careful of being sold when you come back. I'll call you again after a while."

The black gun hit Qin Dajiang was Aqiang's hand. At this time, the black gun was hidden in a hidden place in Yi Yang, and others arrived in Fujian. Yi Yang Public Security Bureau had not found this clue, and Heiwa did not want to use Aqiang easily.

"I want to play, although Heiwa broke his hand, he still can afford it." He looked at his broken arm and thought to himself: "If I find out who did the good thing, I will definitely cut him down."

Although hatred, even if he is playing Qin Dajiang, others will quietly mess with people. He has made many enemies, but he really doesn't know who is the real enemy.

Heiwa's mother was speechless and said, "Who cut you down? Heiwa's son, you really don't know. These young men have all left. Let your father guard you so that you won't be unsafe."

Heiwa was thinking about it for a while on the bed and said, "Mom, go and go and go and handle the transfer procedures for me."
Chapter completed!