After the rain stopped, the county and township leaders came down to inspect and express their condolences. He Qifeng, Liang Jingzong, Jiang Qingchun and other township leaders followed behind the county leaders, with a hint of pride behind their concerned expressions - there were no casualties in Guanshan Village, the village was in order, and the villagers were in good order.

Living peacefully at the spontaneous rescue site, the children's faces were filled with carefree smiles.

As a publicity officer, Liu Aijiao finally found an opportunity to visit Meng Jinxing in Guanshan Village. Under the guidance of Director Liu Mingxue, she wrote a eloquent post-disaster summary and prepared to submit it to the county disaster prevention office.

She made a special trip to Guanshan Village for the second time, and when she handed the manuscript to Meng Jinxing for review, she looked a little hopeful, "Director Liu said that any achievement in work is the result of the correct leadership and careful layout of the township leaders.

In the process of obeying the organization's assignment, the spirit of not being afraid of hardship is worthy of praise, but it should not be too prominent."

Meng Jinxing laughed and said, "Your writing is so good."

He knew very well that it would be a great honor for Liu Mingxue to let Liu Aijiao read this summary to him, and it also indirectly told him not to take credit afterwards.

The county's post-disaster summary meeting focused on praising Sangyu Township, especially Guanshan Village, for its outstanding performance in fighting floods this time, and the county finance allocated 20,000 yuan of special funds from disaster relief funds for post-disaster construction and victims.

To provide support, Meng Jinxing followed Liang Jingzong to the county for a meeting on behalf of Guanshan Village and went on stage to receive a red sign symbolizing special funds.

That night, the county held a celebration banquet. Liu Mingxue accompanied Liang Jingzong and asked Meng Jinxing to return to Guanshan Village as soon as possible to do the post-disaster relief work.

Meng Jinxing finally thought that the subsidies he promised to the villagers had not yet been received, not to mention the repair funds for the collapsed bridges and houses, and the township needed to have an attitude.

Since the county had allocated money, and Meng Jinxing was the one to receive the big red sign, he naturally felt that Guanshan Village should have a share of the money. Before leaving, he quietly asked Liu Mingxue: "Director, when will the disaster relief funds arrive in the village?"

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Liu Mingxue felt that Meng Jinxing was very ignorant on this issue, so he thought about it for a while before saying: "This is a special fund, which must be arranged by the township. The township will notify you when it will be distributed." He paused and added,

"However, you are a talented person. At this time, you should use your head more and think about how to share the worries of the village instead of relying on the village to help you."

Meng Jinxing's heart suddenly went cold, and he once again realized his naivety.

The numbness shown by the Guanshan villagers in the face of possible floods is due to the long-term natural disasters that have caused them to lose hope. Although Meng Jinxing feels sad for them, he can also fully understand their behavior.

He could also ignore the bureaucratic behavior of leaders at all levels in the township who failed to mobilize before the disaster and grabbed credit after the disaster. However, when Liu Mingxue said such words and hinted to him that Guanshan Village would not receive disaster relief funds, a fire burned in his heart.

It burned, making his whole body hot and anxious.

He wanted to rush to Liang Jingzong and ask for an explanation immediately, but in the end he held back, not wanting to make things worse because of his impulsiveness.

Moreover, he still had hope for Liang Jingzong in his heart and did not believe that the township chief could be as cold-blooded as Liu Mingxue.

However, the fire that was suppressed deep in his chest was inevitably frustrating. Instead of returning to Guanshan immediately as Liu Mingxue asked, he called Xu Yang to have a drink.

"Hey, you're a leader in fighting floods. Instead of going to the celebration banquet, why don't you come and invite me for a drink?" Changfeng is a small place, and everything is known to the whole city. Xu Yang is in the organization department and has many sources of information.

Before Meng Jinxing could say anything again, he had already sent out an invitation, "A few friends and I are having dinner at Xiangyun Tower, you can come over too."

Xiangyun Restaurant is the highest-end restaurant in Changfeng. It is built next to Jiefang Road, the main street in the city center. The people coming and going are all local prominent political and business figures, and occasionally people from the road come to visit.

When Meng Jinxing arrived, it was the meal rush hour. The non-motorized lanes and sidewalks in front of the hotel had already become a parking lot, filled with all kinds of high-end cars. At first glance, no one would feel that they were standing in the middle of a poor county.

On the ground.

A student was riding a bicycle, struggling to snake through a luxury car on the non-motorized lane, dodging left and right. When he passed by Meng Jinxing, he finally hit a white Guangben and drew a long black line.

marks, causing sirens to sound loudly.

The student glanced at Meng Jinxing quickly, stepped on the bicycle pedal, and fled into the alley on the right as if he was running away.

Roads that are supposed to be passed by pedestrians and non-motor vehicles are used as parking places for motor vehicles. Such bumps and bruises are inevitable. What else can car owners do besides admitting that they are unlucky?

Meng Jinxing smiled bitterly, lowered his head and walked towards the door of Xiangyun Building, when his shoulder was suddenly pushed hard.

"What's the matter, are you trying to get away with the float?"

A burly man dressed in Mengdejiao, with a gold chain around his neck and a sinewy face holding his bare forehead blocked Meng Jinxing's path.

Next to him was a short, lame man with long hair who was similarly dressed, and behind him stood a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He looked elegant and was wearing a dressy gray suit. He had a boss bag tucked under his body and a big brother's antenna.

It was exposed and looked out of tune with the two men in front of me.

"I didn't scratch the car." Meng Jinxing was in a hurry and had to patiently explain the scene where Guangben was scratched just now.

"Stop fucking pretending!" The tough guy pushed Meng Jinxing again, "I saw it was you who rowed the boat. Pay the money as soon as possible, otherwise my fist will not recognize anyone!"

After the guy finished speaking, he raised his fist and blew a breath in style.

"Since you don't believe it, call the police." Meng Jinxing suppressed his anger and said coldly.

"Scare me with the police? Let me tell you, I was really scared!" The tough man raised his fist, ready to hit me.

"Bald guy, stop embarrassing others!" Jinsi Bian spoke up in time to stop the rugged man, "Eat, eat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Sibian had already turned around and entered Xiangyun Tower.

The lame man also gave Meng Jinxing a hand, and the man then raised his middle finger and said, "Boy, look better when you walk next time!"

Meng Jinxing watched the three people disappear behind the revolving door, and his heart was filled with fire. Two northerners and a southerner rushed to Changfeng in confusion. He didn't know if it was a bluff or if he was really overweight!

The BP machine on his waist rang loudly, and he knew it was Xu Yang urging him. Meng Jin took a long breath and entered the Xiangyun Building.

After entering the box, regardless of whether he knew everyone present or not, Meng Jinxing bowed and apologized first, "I'm sorry, something happened at the door, I'm late! I'll punish myself with three drinks first."

"Haha, you have a good attitude." Xu Yang said with a smile, "Let me introduce to everyone, this is Meng Jinxing, deputy director of the Party and Government Office of Sangyu Township, a top student of Yanda University sent by the province."

"Brother Yang, don't mention this. Book knowledge is not as rich as practice. I have to learn from scratch." While Meng Jinxing was speaking, he asked the waiter to pour three full glasses of white wine, each with three ounces of liquor. "Nothing."

Say, first correct your attitude."

When everyone saw him downing three glasses of wine in one go, they immediately clapped and applauded.

Xu Yang even pointed at Meng Jinxing and said, "Isn't my brother happy?"

In the midst of the response, everyone moved their seats to let Meng Jinxing sit down.

In addition to Xu Yang and Meng Jinxing, there were four guests in the box. The host guest was Xun Zhigang, secretary of the county magistrate who had just turned 30. The three accompanying guests were Li Hongxing, deputy captain of the county economic investigation team in his early 40s, and the market development department of the Municipal Tourism Bureau.

Cui Niu, a clerk, and Hu Sihai, the "secretary" of the county finance bureau secretary.

Xu Yang introduced Meng Jinxing one by one, and Meng Jinxing was unequivocal. He respectfully toasted everyone with a full glass. Finally, he toasted Xu Yang with another glass, and poured himself two kilograms of white wine without even touching the rice.

, the eyes of the people who looked at him immediately became much kinder.

The Chinese people’s dining table is so peculiar. It is said to be a meal, but in fact there is basically no food. The dishes are decorations, and the focus is on drinking. Drinking is very particular, and they like to elevate drinking to the level of life attitude. It is deduced that - "drinking style is regarded as style".

"Wine tastes like a person's character" is a saying that everyone knows.

Meng Jinxing's drinking ability is above average, and his drinking style can be considered top-grade.

Most of the people here have met him for the first time, and their ranks vary from high to low, but to be selected and transferred by him, an outsider and a member of the provincial party committee, to offer him a big cup so generously and respectfully, everyone feels proud.

Speaking of having a long face, while the sense of distance disappears, I also feel that although Meng Jinxing is young, he is very knowledgeable.

Everyone then unanimously advised Meng Jinxing to eat more food than drink, and strive to compete at the top again.

After holding only two chopsticks, Meng Jinxing's BP machine rang loudly again. He had to apologize to everyone and went out to answer the phone.

It was Lei Yunyao who called Meng Jinxing, "I have thought about it and agreed to your second condition. Tomorrow I will invite a few people in the village who can make decisions to go up to the mountain to discuss cooperation. Can you also represent the township and the village?"

Meng Jin's clothes were a bit heavy, but he finally had a clear mind, so he replied "OK" and hung up the phone immediately.

Staggering back to the box, he found that he was on the wrong floor. The huge waves in his stomach were surging, and Meng Jinxing quickly rushed to the bathroom to empty himself, then rinsed his mouth with water and washed his face.

The sound of water rushing was drowned out by the increasingly loud voices in the cubicle. It was just right for Meng Jinxing to listen and realized that it was the accent of the southern guy at the door of the hotel just now.

"Boss Mu, you have to get on with your life! Although I, Huang Sheng, am in trouble now, I will not be soft on ungrateful people... Humph, the number of favors returned must be clear, and the price of the plate should not be related to borrowing...

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Among Meng Jinxing's classmates at Yan University there were Nannies, and he had learned a few dialects of the southern province's dialect when he was having fun, so he could understand these words clearly. He shook his head and laughed secretly. He was obviously a troubled person, but

With two miscreants following him around, he's bound to get into trouble sooner or later!

Nan Lao walked out of the cubicle holding the phone and glanced at Meng Jinxing. There was nothing behind the lenses.
Chapter completed!