Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Although he already knew what Liu Wenhua was thinking, Feng Sizhe pretended to be flattered on the surface, "Thank you Mayor Liu and Vice Mayor Song for your concern. It's all right now. This was a misunderstanding, haha."

"Oh, misunderstanding, what kind of misunderstanding is it?" Song Dexiang stood up at this time, and it was obvious that he was quite concerned about this matter.

"Well, it's just a misunderstanding. Secretary Xiang has already told me. Let's just pretend that this incident never happened. So I don't think there's any need to talk about it anymore." Feng Sizhe looked at Song Dexiang and said with a smile.

When the municipal party secretary was brought up, Song Dexiang was speechless and had to sit back in his original seat in disappointment.

"Well, it's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay, hehe." In order to hide his embarrassment, Liu Wenhua said to Feng Sizhe with a smile.

Feng Sizhe was in no mood to explain anything to Liu Wenhua about this matter. Explaining it would be a waste of time. "Mayor Liu, I came here today for something else. I went to the Development Zone this morning and found that the workers there had not received their salaries for half a year. How can I carry out my work? There is only one dollar and fifty cents in the account, which doesn't solve any problem at all. So I came to ask you for money. I hope you can transfer some of the money to the Development Zone first, at least to solve the workers' salary problem first."

Hearing Feng Sizhe quickly bring up the development zone accounts, Liu Wenhua's face suddenly turned gloomy. "Oh, Comrade Sizhe, this matter is very complicated. The municipal government doesn't have any money right now. Do you think the salary issue can wait?"

"Wait?" Feng Sizhe shook his head when he heard that the other party was trying to get him to wait. "But Mayor Liu, you know that New Year's Day is coming soon, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon. You said that the workers don't even have money to buy vegetables, how can they spend the New Year? I think, should we pay them for three months first? If that doesn't work, we can pay them for two months first to let them get through the New Year first."

"Oh, Comrade Feng Sizhe." Seeing Feng Sizhe's reluctance, Liu Wenhua also became a little angry. "I said, why can't you understand the municipal government? You know that the New Year is coming, and you know that there are many places to spend money. Then you said that the city has so little money, which unit do you want me to give it to? Can I stop paying other people's wages just because I want to pay wages to the workers in your development zone?" After asking this question loudly, Liu Wenhua lowered his tone again, "So I say, every family has its own problems. How about this, you go back and have a good discussion with the workers. After the New Year, I will definitely pay all their wages. You just have to tighten your belt during this period."

"Tighten your belts? How do I tighten them? Let them starve and become gods, or let them beg on the street. My request is actually not high. I just want to meet their most basic demands first, two months' salary first..." Feng Sizhe was unhappy when he heard that Liu Wenhua wanted the workers to be self-disciplined. Why should officials eat and drink delicious food while the workers have to spend the New Year hungry? Why?

"Comrade Feng Sizhe, please pay attention to your attitude when you speak. How do you talk to the mayor?" Feng Sizhe was just halfway through his words when he was suddenly interrupted by Song Dexiang. In Song Dexiang's opinion, Feng Sizhe's words just now were already disrespectful. Was this against the way of being an official? His way of being an official was to obey his superiors, even if what his superiors said was wrong, he had to follow their orders. This was what a good subordinate should do. He would never do something like Feng Sizhe, who was determined to confront his superiors.

After Song Dexiang said this, Feng Sizhe did feel that the way he spoke just now was a bit too radical. It was just that he was really worried about the lives of the workers, so he was a little excited when he spoke. "Okay, I admit that I had a bad attitude just now. I apologize to the mayor, but the wages of the workers can no longer be delayed."

"Okay, okay, I've already told you the situation of the municipal government. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Municipal Finance Bureau to see if there is really no money. If you really want money, then yes, I promise to give it to you after the New Year. Even if you sell me before the New Year, I still have no money." Liu Wenhua spread his hands, looking helpless, as if to say, this is the situation, you can do whatever you want, anyway, there is no money.

The mayor of a city and the second-in-command of the municipal government played rogue with Feng Sizhe in front of him, and frankly said that they had no money, which made Feng Sizhe very angry. How could he pay the employees of the development zone without money? Without money, the current situation of the development zone could not be solved. Without money, he could not even have a good New Year. What should he do?

Although Feng Sizhe's personal assets are very rich, as long as he needs it, his friends and his mother can give him a lot of money, but this is not the government's money, and its meaning is different. Feng Sizhe can't use his personal money for public use. Doing so is also not allowed by the policy. Looking at Liu Wenhua and Song Dexiang, Feng Sizhe smacked his lips and said, "I have a question. I wonder if the two mayors can answer it for me."

Seeing that Feng Sizhe seemed to be at a loss, Liu Wenhua laughed and said, "Okay, Comrade Sizhe, just tell me what you want to say."

"Yes, if there is anything, just tell us. We will all eat from the same pot in the future." Song Dexiang laughed. Although his words were a bit rude, they were true. We worked in the same unit and should take care of each other. But they did not expect that since they would eat from the same pot, why did they give Feng Sizhe such harsh conditions? For such a large development zone, nearly a thousand employees only left him one dollar and fifty cents. What should he do? He couldn't even do the most basic maintenance work.

"Okay!" Feng Sizhe nodded. "Since both leaders asked me to speak, I will speak. You all know the current situation in the development zone, and the New Year is coming soon. Even if it is to maintain social stability, shouldn't we give them two months' salary to help them with their lives and maintain their lives? Of course, the two leaders just said that the city doesn't have much money, but that doesn't matter. I think the Municipal Party Committee will have it. Even if the Municipal Party Committee doesn't have it, other units will have it. It's just two months' salary for a thousand people. I calculated that two million is almost enough. If it doesn't work, we can convene a Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee and discuss this matter to see if other units can help us first. When the Municipal Government gives us the money after the New Year, we can pay it back."

"What?" Song Dexiang stood up slowly after hearing what Feng Sizhe said. "Are you kidding me? The Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee is convened whenever you say so. Let me tell you, normally there are only one or two meetings a month. Other meetings can only be held under special circumstances. And this month's Standing Committee has already been held, so this is simply impossible."

"That's right, what Old Song said is very right. Although the development zone has some difficulties, it is not a special case. So it is impossible to convene the Standing Committee based on this. Comrade Feng Sizhe, please understand?" Liu Wenhua looked at Feng Sizhe with a smile and said it very tactfully, but the tone in his words clearly told him that it was obviously not feasible to convene a Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee based on this matter.

Seeing that Liu Wenhua and Song Dexiang did not agree to convene the Standing Committee, Feng Sizhe knew that they were afraid that this matter would attract the attention of everyone in the Municipal Party Committee. But the more they did this, the more Feng Sizhe wanted to expose this matter. After all, he had just taken over the work of the development zone, and some problems and difficulties needed to be made known to the superiors, otherwise the work of the development zone would be difficult to carry out, and others would think that he was incompetent. Although Feng Sizhe was not a cadre who liked to complain, sometimes he also understood the truth that the bird that sings catches the worm.

"Well, let's do this. I don't need the two leaders to come forward. As long as you agree, I will go to Secretary Xiang and report this matter to him. If he also thinks this is a trivial matter and does not think it needs to be discussed at the Standing Committee, then I will not mention it. What do you think?" Feng Sizhe decided to attack from the side and not follow the path of Liu Wenhua and Song Dexiang.

"Well, that's good." Upon hearing Feng Sizhe say this, Liu Wenhua and Song Dexiang both nodded in agreement.

Feng Sizhe had not expected that the two would support him so quickly. He had thought that they would oppose him on the grounds that it would cause trouble for the leaders, but he received voices of support, so he nodded and said, "Well, I will go to the secretary now. You two leaders, you guys go ahead."

Feng Sizhe walked out of the mayor's office. Seeing him leave, Liu Wenhua and Song Dexiang laughed at each other. In terms of understanding the municipal party secretary Xiang Kang, these two people really know more about him than Feng Sizhe. It is impossible for Xiang Kang to convene a municipal party committee standing committee meeting just because of Feng Sizhe's request for instructions. Feng Sizhe will definitely run into trouble because of a mere two million yuan.

Feng Sizhe didn't know what kind of person Xiang Kang was. His understanding of him was limited to what he had heard. But fortunately, he was very careful and serious in his work. After leaving the city hall building and returning to his car, he took out his mobile phone and called the number of Xi Qiqi of the Haibei Military Sub-district.

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