MTL - The Era of Hard Work-Chapter 800 Street Politician (ask monthly pass)

  Chapter 800 Street Politicians (Seeking Monthly Pass)

  It was sunny in the afternoon, and the activity center of Lujia Village New Village was crowded with people. Hundreds of people gathered in the indoor auditorium, nervously waiting for a lottery to decide their family residence.

   From time to time, people turn their heads and look south. Through the huge windows, they can see the buildings that have been constructed in the south of Lujia Village.

After more than a year of intensive construction, the first phase of the resettlement housing project in Zhangwan Village and Liuwan Village was handed over for acceptance on time in July. Placement housing lottery.

The    area is very closely watched, and the specific house that can be drawn depends entirely on luck.

   It is inevitable that some people will be happy and some will be sad. Those who are drawn to the third and fourth floors are all smiling, and those who are drawn to the bottom and top are all grimacing.

  Even now, the third and fourth floors are still recognized as the best floors in multi-storey residences.

   The party secretary of Liuwan Village has been assisting the district and the streets to maintain order at the venue.

   This party secretary took office shortly after Liu Mingquan planned to merge with Lujiacun last year. Compared with his predecessor, Liu Mingquan, he was more cooperative with his superiors.

   With Qingzhao’s withdrawal from county-level divisions, the administrative reform of the subordinate towns has also been initially completed. Small townships have been abolished and merged, and the original town-level administrative units have been reorganized into sub-district offices.

   Ningxiu Town Government became Ningxiu Town Sub-district Office.

   After the lottery was over, the full-time deputy mayor in charge of this area also specially left Liu Wan Zhang Wan's party secretary to talk and say some words of effort.

  Because in the next few months, the rest of the houses in Liuwan Village and Zhangwan Village will be demolished one after another, and the villagers will also move to the second phase of the project, which will be completed in the second half of the year, to make room for the development of the economic belt centered on Lujia Village.

  The sun went down, and the people who participated in the lottery came out of the activity center one after another.

   Opposite the activity center, Liu Mingquan, the former party secretary from Liuwan Village, stood under a plane tree and quietly looked at the activity center.

  Last year, when he stepped down as the secretary of the village branch, Liu Mingquan rarely came to Lujia Village.

   The plan to merge Liuwan Village into Lujia Village failed, and he was held accountable by his superiors. He suffered a major blow and was depressed for a long time.

After   , the eldest daughter moved out of the house to live in the dormitory of the unit, and the youngest daughter did not come back very often at the University of Finance and Economics, which made Liu Mingquan's heart always panic.

  People have long since lost their high spirits, but the twilight has fallen, and they have entered a state of retirement ahead of schedule.

  Liu Mingquan looked at it for a while, and was about to go back. It was time to pack up early, and then he was going to move.

   "Hey, isn't this Lao Liu?" A voice greeted him from the pavilion in the square: "Lao Liu, come and kill a game!"

   In the past, Liu Mingquan often came here to play chess, but when he turned around to take a look, he found that it was Lu Zhenyi, an old chess friend, who was walking towards the other side unhurriedly.

  Lu Zhenyi stared at Liu Mingquan: "Old Liu, why is your face so dark?"

   Liu Mingquan had a pretty good relationship with him, and said casually, "It's called the sun."

   It seems that since last year, his face has turned dark, and many people in the village said that he was angry because he lost his position as party secretary.

  Liu Mingquan entered the pavilion, sat on the stone stool opposite Lu Zhenyi, and put on a chessboard.

  Lu Zhenyi hadn't seen Liu Mingquan for a long time. He stared at him for a while and said, "Old Liu, why do I think your mouth is a little crooked?"

   "Where is it?" Liu Mingquan played chess: "Hurry up, I have to go back after killing two games."

Lu Zhenyi followed the chess pieces and reminded kindly: "You have to pay attention, the crooked mouth may be a stroke, but it can be big or small, rush to the hospital to have a look, the East Hospital of the Provincial Hospital is so close, it takes about ten minutes to ride a motorcycle almost there."

  Liu Mingquan touched his mouth and didn't think there was a problem, and said casually, "I'll go back and look in the mirror and see."

   Set up the chess, and the two of them slaughtered.

   After playing chess, many people immediately came to watch the fun.

Similar situations are common in    communities and rural streets.

  Liu Mingquan and Lu Zhenyi were playing chess, but they didn't stop, talking to the people around them without saying a word.

   As he was talking, someone mentioned the purchase point opened by Lvjia Village in the County Agriculture, Forestry and Animal Husbandry Bureau.

   "Yesterday Lu Ming encountered hob meat and insisted on selling scorpions to our village at a high price." Someone said: "It is said that it is noisy and noisy, what is this called?"

  Another person said: "If I tell you, I shouldn't help those people, I don't know what to do."

  Someone echoed: "Yes! They are not from our village! Why should we help them!"

  Liu Mingquan dropped the chess piece and glanced at it. The gang of Lujia Village are all special, this Xiong Dexing, the same village and the other village, the distinction is very clear.

  A slightly younger man said: "You don't understand, Dongzi has a deep meaning to take over this matter."

Lv Zhenyi said at this time, "It doesn't cost a lot of money in itself, but the farmers in the district are making a lot of trouble. At this time, we helped the district to clear the siege, and the new district chief can also remember our Lvjia Village as a good one. "

   Once people's knowledge is opened up, they immediately talk to politicians on average.

  The people of Lujia Village are not exempt from the custom.

   "Our village is a civilized village in the country, and the big leader just came to inspect it!" Someone said: "Why should the new district chief give some face? Is it necessary to please her?"

   Lu Zhenyi said: "It is very necessary. If you don't believe me, ask Lao Liu, he is a veteran cadre."

Not to mention, Liu Mingquan has retired. Even if he is disheartened, he is more concerned about the district. Moreover, he has been the party secretary of the village for many years, and his perspective and method of looking at problems are far from those of Lujia Village who used to work in the fields. Old men can compare.

   "No matter how powerful your Lujia Village is, is it a village?" Liu Mingquan said sharply: "Will you return to Qingzhao District?"

   Such a simple question, street politicians naturally understand.

Liu Mingquan didn't look at the chessboard for a while, and glanced around the surroundings, as if he had returned to the time when he served as a party secretary: "Don't think that you eat more salt than Lu Dong's rice, your vision and knowledge are too far off, I'm not saying you , you are lucky, and there is a Lu Dong in the village, otherwise there will be now?"

   A street politician didn't quite understand: "Lao Liu, you can talk about it."

Liu Mingquan sighed and said, "Remember, county officials are better off managing now. The leaders above pay attention to you, but they won't pay attention to Lujiacun frequently for trivial matters, but the local ruling leaders can frequently make fuss about some trivial matters. I'll keep you in trouble!"

   In fact, he has always been very optimistic about Lu Dong, but his eldest daughter is not good enough, and he can't make a fart even with three slaps.

  If the eldest daughter had the temperament of Lu Dong's wife, how could she have come to this point?

"You can't see such a simple thing, you..." Liu Mingquan shook his head vigorously: "The person in charge of handling this scorpion must be the new district mayor. Many places have been inspected, but they have not come to Lujia Village, which is said here."

He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and continued to teach the street politicians: "Lu Dong did this, I think it is to pass this incident and have a good relationship with the new district chief. With the situation in your Lujia Village, You don't need to ask the new district chief to help you, but you have to let the local parent officials not hold you back, right?"

   Everyone around nodded: "That's the truth."

   Lu Zhenyi gave Liu Mingquan a thumbs up: "It's still old Liu, you can understand, build a high house! As expected of a branch secretary!"

   Liu Mingquan laughed, his eyes returned to the chessboard: "Play chess! Play chess!"

  Others also paid attention to the movement on the chessboard.

   Here, watching chess without saying a word is called an outlier!

   "Hey, don't jump on the horse! Get out of the car!"

   "Why do you get out of the car? How good is it for a horse to jump off and lie down!"

   "Zhenyi, Shishi! Shishi!"

   "Look, are you being general? Don't listen to me!"

   Liu Mingquan and Lu Zhenyi, who played chess, were about to become two tool people.

  Liu Mingquan felt that his head was buzzing, his eyes were not very good, and he was a little stuffy and uncomfortable.

   As soon as he finished placing the plate, he stood up: "Lao Lu, don't let it go, I'll go out to get some air, cool down, and have to go back for dinner."

  As Liu Mingquan gave up his seat, several people squeezed in to grab the seat.

   Liu Mingquan hurried out of the pavilion, a gust of wind blew over, and he felt better, not as uncomfortable as before.

   He couldn't help touching his mouth, thinking that Lu Zhenyi, this old guy, won't have a crow's mouth, right? Is your mouth really crooked?

   But just now, apart from Lu Zhenyi, no one else said this.

  Liu Mingquan glanced back, quickly put the thought behind his head, put his hands behind his back, stepped on the concrete floor on the square, and walked towards the south.

   Looking south from here, you can no longer see Liuwan Village.

   The resettlement housing community in the north of Liuwan Village completely blocked the view.

   Thinking that he will soon move out of the village where he has lived all his life, enter the pigeon cage in the building, and get a top floor with cold winters and hot summers if he is unlucky, Liu Mingquan felt uncomfortable for a while.

   But he was a party secretary, and he knew that his arms couldn't bend his thighs, and that things decided by his superiors couldn't be resisted.

   This is also one of the reasons why he thought it was feasible to merge Liuwan Village into Lujia Village.

   As long as the leaders above made up their minds to push forward, the situation in Lujia Village at that time would not be able to bear it.

   Now, don't think about it.

  Thinking about whether there are some or not, Liu Mingquan went out of the square, crossed the checkered brick road between the green belts, and came to the sidewalk.

   When I got off the road, I don't know why, my eyes suddenly became dark, I fell down the asphalt road, and fell to the ground.

   There were a lot of people in the square, and someone noticed it immediately.

   At the beginning, I didn't feel anything, I thought someone accidentally fell.

   But after a while, before the person got up, someone immediately realized that something was wrong: "Someone fell over there! Didn't get up!"

   Another person greeted: "Come and see!"

   "Don't let anything happen!"

   Four or five people rumbled over from the square and found people lying on the ground motionless.

  Lvjia Village has done a lot of publicity, and most of the villagers have participated. They know that people who don’t know first aid at this time can’t stretch their hands. Someone immediately took out their mobile phones and called Lao Liu in the village clinic.

   The movement here quickly attracted more people.

   Someone recognized Liu Mingquan and shouted, "Isn't this Liu Wan's former secretary? Hurry up and call an ambulance!"

   (end of this chapter)