Rebirth in officialdom: My wife in my previous life was rejected by me!

Although Zhao Guanggong couldn't find any good reason to object, he didn't want Meng Yuan to hold all the projects in his hands, so he asked, "In this case, will the pressure and burden on Deputy County Magistrate Meng be too heavy?"

Seeing this, Meng Yuan smiled and said: "Secretary Zhao also agrees with my idea, so that's it. I will be responsible for going to the countryside to visit poor households, and I will also take into account their demands and bring them more opportunities and resources. Of course. , there are burdens and pressures, but since we are serving the people, our personal gains and losses are not worth mentioning. Secretary Zhao, do you think so too? "

Zhao Guangzhen could only nod. He couldn't say anything about personal interests at the meeting, right?

Then Meng Yuan looked at everyone in the conference room: "Everyone has heard that Secretary Zhao's meaning is very clear. This time, I am responsible for the condolence work, and at the same time, I must also cooperate with the implementation of various projects! We are united as one, and we will definitely achieve results. , solve the people’s problems!”

Meng Yuan said these words very loudly, like a concluding sentence.

Everyone instinctively started to applaud!

The warm applause made Zhao Guanggong realize that something was wrong. This kid had a plan. Was he trying to gain a reputation for himself?

On the surface, he feels quite aggrieved, and all the hard work is done by him, but in fact, this is all just to put money on his face!

Just when Zhao Guanggong was about to speak and wanted to overturn the decision that Meng Yuan had made with the project condolences, Meng Yuan said with a smile: "Secretary Zhao's proposal to develop Ziyu this time is also to benefit the people, lead the county out of poverty and become rich, and provide more jobs. position, I suggest everyone applaud our Secretary Zhao! Secretary Zhao, you can think about what the people think and care about the people's worries. This is the most worthy of our learning!"

Which pot really does not open!

Since you took the initiative to mention purple jade mining, don't blame me!

It depends on how you were crushed by Jiang Yunting!

After the applause stopped, Zhao Guanggong said to the crowd: "I really don't deserve your praise. I'm just doing my job well. Since the matter of purple jade mining is mentioned, I suggest that Comrade Meng Yuan step down this time." The township can push for the implementation of the details. After all, this is a major matter that affects the whole county. I am really worried about other comrades going. Deputy County Magistrate Meng, you can do more work!"

Everyone looked at Meng Yuan with a somewhat strange look.

Everyone knows in their hearts that the situation in Huaishi Township is obviously a trap!

Meng Yuan didn't care at all: "Thank you secretary for trusting me. I will definitely live up to the county's expectations!"

After the meeting, Zhao Guangjing was very happy.

Qi Luoping approached Meng Yuan privately: "Deputy County Magistrate Meng, since you are planning to go to Huaishi Township, you must have thought of a countermeasure, right?"

Qi Luoping is a little timid and afraid of getting into trouble, but he is quite sincere.

"County Magistrate Qi, just wait for the good news!"

In the car driving from the county to Huaishi Township, Meng Yuan looked at the scenery along the way. The road here was a two-lane road and looked like it had been recently renovated. Arriving at Lijiazhuang, Meng Yuan suddenly realized something was wrong...

This road suddenly went around half a circle, at least a mile long. Meng Yuan picked up the map and looked at it for comparison. Sure enough, it was because of Ziyu Villa.

Such a sharp turn not only increases the cost, but also increases the risk of passing vehicles!

At this moment, several messages came from the phone.

Meng Yuan took it out and saw Jiang Yunting, thirty-five, graduated from high school. After entering the township government, he took the adult self-study exam and has been the township head for three years. I have a half-sister who runs a manicure business in the provincial capital.

Strategically, we despise it, but tactically we attach great importance to it. Although Meng Yuan is not afraid, Jiang Yunting still needs to be fully investigated.

A sister who runs a nail art business?

Meng Yuan narrowed his eyes.

It’s getting more and more interesting!

"Xiao Li, is Xiping Village ahead of us?"

"Yes, after bypassing Xiping, we are going to Songwangzhuang. We shouldn't have taken this road. There was a traffic accident on the other road to Songwangzhuang this morning and there was a traffic jam. I just chose a small road temporarily. Deputy County Sir, you can rest assured that your trip will not be delayed."

"Well, since we are passing by, let's go to Xiping first."

"Isn't this... appropriate?" Director Lin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was obviously unwilling to change Meng Yuan's itinerary temporarily.

"Aren't they all poor villages? Which one is different?"

"That's true." Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Lin Pinsheng quickly lowered his head and sent out a message.

The driver, Xiao Li, didn't dare to say anything and drove directly into Xiping Village.

"Stop at the house in front."

Meng Yuan pointed casually, and as soon as the car stopped, Meng Yuan got out of the car with a sudden stride.

Seeing the sign of a poor household posted at the door, Meng Yuan gently pushed open the courtyard door. The farmers here did not have the habit of locking the door during the day. The dog tied at the door barked when he saw a stranger.

"Who!"

Lin Pinsheng smiled and said: "Hello, comrade, we are from the county, and this is our County Magistrate Meng. Can you go and sit in the house?"

County magistrate?

The man stretched out his hand and wiped it on his clothes. Just when he was about to invite someone into the house, he suddenly thought of something: "Well...are you here to express condolences? The house is not clean. Why don't you guys just sit in the yard for a while! I'll go Get you some water!"

Meng Yuan looked the man up and down and asked casually: "Brother, what do you call me?"

"My...my name is Li Fule."

"Li Fule? According to the information, you received the wrong medicine for a fever and became deaf. Your parents have been sick in bed all year round, and now you still have a wife? Are you talking about you?"

Li Fule rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

Meng Yuan looked back and looked at Lin Pinsheng.

Lin Pinsheng naturally understood what was going on, and immediately lowered his face: "Li Fule! What's going on? Our county magistrate came to the village to offer condolences. Is there anything wrong with your ears?"

"No... I couldn't hear it before. Then I went to a big hospital and the doctor treated me for a while. It's getting better. It's getting better."

While Li Fule was talking, he kept staring at the cloth shoes on his feet, not even daring to raise his head.

At this moment, a baby's cry came from the room.

"Fule, why are you so slow to pour some hot water? Hurry up and boil the milk for the child to drink!"

When Li Fule heard the noise in the room, he couldn't hold himself any longer. He looked at Meng Yuan awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Lin Pinsheng's face turned darker, and Meng Yuan turned back to look at Xiao Li: "Xiao Li, go take photos and collect evidence."

Lin Pinsheng also followed Xiao Li into the house.

In the house, a woman was holding her seven or eight-month-old child. A coal stove was burning inside, and a hen was squatting on the pot.

Seeing Meng Yuan and others coming in, the woman was also startled, and then looked at Li Fule.

"Xiumei, this is our county magistrate, here to express condolences."

Meng Yuan opened the lid of the pot and said, "I've been stewing chicken this morning, and my life has been pretty good!"