Sorry: It’s the end of the year, there are too many things, and a lot of updates have been delayed. Xiaoqiao will try to make up for it.

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At seven o'clock the next day, Hou Weidong knew that Zhu Yan was getting up on time in the morning, so he drove to Zhu Yan's residence, which was exactly 7:15, which was the usual time for Zhu Yan to have breakfast. He called upstairs and asked, "Secretary Zhu, what to eat in the morning? I saw a Lanzhou ramen on the street. The environment is good, so I'll treat you to ramen."

In the past, when he was in Yi Yang, Zhu Yan always had breakfast at home. Once he accidentally said: "Drinking milk porridge every day in the morning is good for the body, but sometimes I really want to eat a bowl of beef noodles on the street, which is really enjoyable."

Zhu Yan has always had this idea, and this simple wish is not easy to realize in Yi Yang. He is the county party secretary and has to go on TV every day, which makes almost everyone in the county know him, and he is not very free to eat on the street. Two times he ate noodles at a stall with Hou Weidong, but the stall owner was dragged to report the situation, which made Zhu Yan a little embarrassed.

Hou Weidong knew about these things, so he rushed over early in the morning to invite Zhu Yan to eat Lanzhou ramen.

After arriving in Maoyun, Zhu Yan usually eats porridge and steamed buns at the cafeteria of the prefectural committee guesthouse. He is always the same every day, and there is no new tricks. He is also a little tired of it. When he heard Hou Weidong's suggestion, he happily agreed and said, "Okay, go to the street to eat noodles." When he went downstairs, he thought to himself: "It's better to be an old secretary, be understanding, and feel comfortable to use."

After he arrived in Maoyun area, he had already used an excuse to change a secretary. Jiang Kun was quite good, but he still had to go through the running-in period.

At 7:30, Maoyun had just woken up from the darkness, and most of the storefronts were still closed, and only breakfast restaurants of all sizes were open. Sanitation workers were doing the finishing work of ordinary sweeping in the early morning, but because there were many people eating noodles, some white napkins were thrown on the street, which looked messy and a little dazzling.

Zhu Yan lowered the car window and looked silently at the city that was still sleepy. The scene of yesterday's meeting surged in his heart, and he said in his heart: "Zheming and Li Jianlin each have their own side, and there is some reason. Zheming emphasized attention to people's livelihood. Li Jianlin emphasized development. In fact, people's livelihood is related to development. Without development, citizens' lives cannot be improved. In Maoyun's poor and indifferent stage, development should still be the main focus. Only when the government has money can we better solve people's livelihood problems."

Deep down, Zhu Yan agreed with Li Jianlin's concept. Maoyun's shantytown cannot be moved for the time being. First, the new city will be developed. Only when the government has money can it be able to solve the problems of laid-off enterprises. Development is the basis for improving people's lives. He can also understand Zheming's feelings. As the secretary of the prefectural committee who has worked in Maoyun for 20 years, he seems to be unable to remain indifferent to poverty, chaos and even a bit dirty old factory.

However, the two people's arguments on the front lines soon spread to Maoyun. Zhu Yan heard a saying: "Li Jianlin was determined to do political achievements and did not care about the lives and death of the people." Hearing this saying, thinking of Maoyun's official storm not long ago, Zhu Yan secretly felt a little worried. This kind of worry had no basis, just like a cloud of fog, which could feel but could not completely see through.

When I walked into a very popular Lanzhou ramen restaurant, there was a very pure noodle fragrance floating in the hall, and the sound of "huh, huh" inhaling noodles was constantly. This sound would be rude if it appeared in a high-end hotel, but it seemed particularly friendly when it appeared in a Lanzhou ramen restaurant. Everyone "huh" together and ate with relish, but no one noticed the eating habits.

This is also the essence of Chinese food. Some people have set up reforms to allow Chinese food to be implemented in separate meals. Although this is hygienic than traditional Chinese food, it loses the unique charm of traditional Chinese food.

Zhu Yan likes this traditional atmosphere. He is the deputy secretary of Maoyun area and often appears on TV, but his face and image are not yet deeply rooted in people's hearts. Therefore, when he is sitting in a restaurant, no one recognizes him.

When the steaming Lanzhou ramen came over, he ate it in big mouthfuls, and made a "huh, huh" sound of sucking noodles. After eating, Zhu Yan sweated slightly on his forehead, and he felt that every pore was comfortable.

When he took the bus back to the guesthouse of the Prefectural Committee, Zhu Yan said: "From last year to the beginning of this year, several leaders of the Yiyang Prefectural Committee were subjected to double-regulation. They were all caused by the phosphate mine. The water was very deep. If it was not done well, some people would have to be left in. The new team was not very coordinated, and I was still adapting."

Although he did not speak too thoroughly, it was Zhu Yan's truth. Since the secretary of the Prefectural Committee, Zheming, was very meticulous, he, the deputy secretary in charge of the organization, basically had no say in the appointment and removal of major personnel. Zhu Yan was not very satisfied with the status quo. However, when he first arrived in Maoyun, the time was not ripe, and he had to keep a low profile.

Hou Weidong listened carefully while driving.

This time, Hou Weidong arrived in Maoyun, and although he did not make any specific requests, Zhu Yan understood his thoughts and took the initiative to say, "What I mean, you will stay in Shazhou for the time being. I mentioned your matter to Huang Zidi, and he promised to recommend you at the right time."

"Thank you Secretary Zhu for your concern."

"The officialdom is changing, and life will always be in the hands of others. We must learn to wait." Zhu Yan said with emotion. He is a person who can control emotions and rarely expresses such feelings to his subordinates. It is only when facing Hou Weidong, a special subordinate, that he relaxed and made such sighs.

When Zhu Yan returned to his residence, Jiang Kun was already waiting in the yard. When he saw Zhu Yan and Hou Weidong walking out early in the morning, he felt a little sad and thought to himself: "Hou Weidong's relationship with Zhu Yan has exceeded the relationship between the secretary and the leader. Hou Weidong is really a disaster, and I don't know how he did this."

During Maoyun's trip, Hou Weidong basically understood Zhu Yan's current situation. He understood that it was not suitable to be transferred to Maoyun in a short period of time. He also wanted to adopt the strategy of keeping a low profile like Zhu Yan.

The summer of 1998 passed calmly.

In this summer, the agricultural research base was also started at the New Management Committee. Hou Weidong would occasionally go and see it, and the others were completely handed over to deputy director Zhou Yongtai. Although Zhou Yongtai was a deputy director for many years, it was the first time he had come into contact with this kind of investment scale. As the entrusted representative of the Party A, he basically went to the construction site every day to check it, which made Hou Weidong very relieved.

Hou Weidong's business has improved again during this period. The provincial highway from Shazhou to Maoyun has been fully started. Dog Back Bend, Yinggang, Xiaowan and other stone yards are full of cars and horses, and the business is very good.

After several years of construction, many small stone yards were built on Qinglin Mountain. The gravel association was initially binding. Later, the village cadres had the idea of ​​working on the stone yard, but the small stone yards sprung like mushrooms after a rain. These small stone yards were not operated properly and accidents often occurred. In a few years, at least one strong man in Qinglin fell under the safety accidents of the stone yard and coal mines.

After all, there were only two stone yards, Dog Bend and Yinggang, that have never died. People who went to Qinglin said that Hou Weidong would definitely look at Feng Shui. The stone yards he chose were the best wealth-making points in Qinglin, which can make money and is very safe.

Hou Weidong did not explain this statement, and let this statement be popular, maintaining a bit of mystery. In fact, he knew very well that he had invested in stone yard equipment and safety, and the safety regulations were implemented in action. Most of his employees were old employees, and over the years, they had formed the inertia of safe production. Some small stone yards came to poach people. When these employees saw the production conditions of other stone yards, they shook their heads and refused to leave.

Money is important and life is also important, which is also a bloody lesson in Qinglin Farm.

As for Huofo Coal Mine, since Maoyun Power Plant redeems funds in time and many small coal mines have been closed in all Lingxi, the coal mines can already recycle themselves and there is no need to withdraw funds from the stone yard on Qinglin Mountain, which makes Hou Weidong feel much more at ease.

Now he is dormant in Yiyang, with a steady stream of cash support, and he feels much more at ease. Sometimes he secretly calls for luck: "If I were assigned to a county-level agency, there would definitely be no such stone yards, and I would definitely be much worse in terms of economy. If I only rely on my salary to make a living and encounter a bad career, it would be miserable."

There are many boss benches in county-level agencies. They complain constantly and are very dissatisfied with the current situation. However, if he really wants to leave the agency, he will never be willing. The reason is very simple: "The boss benches are all ordinary cadres without real power, and they all rely on a little dead salary to make a living. After working for more than ten years, without capital and business experience, how can they survive in the market?"

Hou Weidong thought about the situation of the boss bench in the Organization Department, and he had three points of sympathy, three points of understanding, and three points of luck.

Yang Liu, at the end of the summer, received a formal transfer order, which was even more ideal than expected. She was transferred to the General Office of the General Office of the Commission. Before leaving, a middle-level and above comrade in Yiyang County New Management Committee gave her farewell. Yang Liu showed her fierceness and refused to refuse everyone and drank a lot. After returning home, she called Hou Weidong. However, when Hou Weidong was answered, she did not speak. Hou Weidong asked, "Hey, hey, Yang Liu, can't you hear clearly?" After asking several questions, Yang Liu said, "Director Hou, I will report to Shazhou tomorrow. Yang Dajin will send me there."

Logically speaking, the transfer of ordinary cadres like Yangliu is not enough to send it to the county party committee office in person. But Yangliu was transferred to the municipal party committee office, which is a key position. Therefore, Director Yang Dajin of the county party committee office personally sent Yangliu. There is a person who works in the most core department of the municipal party committee. Of course, it is a resource that can be used, and at least it is much more informed.

Hou Weidong had an understanding of this. He had a good relationship with Ren Xiaowei. When he was working in the new management committee, Ren Xiaowei often informed him in advance. However, after being transferred to the Science and Technology Commission, although it was a building, the two had fewer calls. However, when they met, Ren Xiaowei was still very enthusiastic and much better than ordinary forces.

"I won't give you it." Hou Weidong heard Yang Liu's voice a little abnormal. He guessed that she might have drunk wine. He wanted to give a few instructions. He swallowed the words back to his mouth and said, "I will contact you again in Shazhou in the future."

"Director Hou, take care of yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Liu sat blankly for a while before going to wash up.
Chapter completed!