Ding Changsheng naturally didn't know what was happening here, so he felt that since he came, he should listen to what Wang Jianguo said. It is difficult for grassroots cadres to do it. He must deal with these village cadres who have little education but cannot leave them and directly give orders.

Although they have no culture, or there are problems in implementation, all the instructions of the town government cannot reach the ears of the people without them. It can be said that village cadres are another bureaucratic class in China. Although this class cannot be put to the forefront, this class is crucial. Therefore, the central government has also realized this problem, which has led to the idea of ​​strengthening the village. To be honest, if the cadre team at the village level is not rectified, gradually the rulings and the real people will be disconnected. The good scriptures above have caused these crooked monks at the village level to read.

The north bank of the Huangshui River belongs to Huangshui Bay. The land under your feet is soft and thick when stepped on it. Unfortunately, it is no longer fertile land. Many plots with ridges are covered with dead grass from last year.

Wang Jianguo was walking in front, and he would turn back and wait for Ding Changsheng from time to time, because the mayor Ding would often stop and pull out the dead grass, dig up a handful of soil and hold it in his hand and then loosen it. Finally, he threw it hard and threw the soil back into the field.

"Secretary Wang, this won't work. The best land in Dushan Town is in your village. Look, isn't it a waste of such a good land and such a wasteland?"

"Mayor Ding, I can see that you are such a good cadre. If you don't say anything else, just by squatting down the opportunity to look at the land along the way, I will know that you are a real person. Mayor Ding, I also want to plant this land well, but it's useless. What are you going to plant? Planting crops will cost money, and we won't plant anything else."

"Yes, ordinary people have been farming for a lifetime, but they only know how to grow crops. What else is better?" Ding Changsheng seemed worried during the entire fishing process. Zhonghua trusted him so much and sent him to Dushan Town as the acting mayor. However, Dushan Town not only has small coal mines, but more of the land output is too small. This is the focus of the economic development of the whole town. There are many small coal mines, but they are concentrated in hilly areas and in the hands of a few people. How to make the people rich is the fundamental.

However, Ding Changsheng was worried about the country and the people here, and he was completely unaware that a crisis was coming. Although it was not his fault, he was like a fish that was affected and could not escape this storm.

Almost overnight, a post about Haiyang County Magistrate Zhonghua outsourcing the mistress and having to divorce him due to pregnancy was widely circulated in major forums across the country. At first, he thought it was Xie Heyang's revenge, but later he found that many things were impossible for Xie Heyang to know. He knew that he might have been targeted by someone.

Zhong Fengyang looked at Zhong Hua who was kneeling in front of him. He wanted to pick up the ashtray on the table and smash it at his head, but at this time he was so angry that he had no strength to pick up the ashtray in front of him.

"Zhonghua, tell me, is this true?"

In fact, Zhong Fengyang doesn't have a lot of online access, and this matter was reported by Tang Bingkun, Secretary of the Baishan Municipal Party Committee. Otherwise, he wouldn't know. Tang Bingkun suggested that Zhong Hua be transferred from Haiyang County immediately to avoid people with ulterior motives from grasping this matter, and finally Zhong Fengyang will be affected. In this case, in a year and a half, Zhong Hua will be arranged in a less eye-catching position, and slowly make a comeback. The key now is to determine whether this matter is true?

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong. It was my responsibility. I accepted it." Zhonghua didn't know where the problem occurred. At one point he suspected that it was Ding Changsheng, but Ding Changsheng could not know so much. Besides, there was no reason for Ding Changsheng to do this, so he almost doubted everyone who should doubt it, and no one could match the number.

"Beast, you admit that this is true. Zhonghua, go out. From now on, the Zhong family has no such person. I really misunderstood you. I did such a thing for a woman. Do you know that if you do this, our Zhong family will have no chance in the political arena of Central and Southern China. I worked hard to unite the Xie family, one politics and one business, which will ensure that our Zhong family has been in decline for fifty years, but now, everything will not exist."

"Uncle, it's all my fault. I accept the beating and punishment. Uncle..."

"Okay, you go out, I want to be quiet," Zhong Fengyang said expressionlessly. He really wanted to tie Zhonghua up and suck him, but this was not his son after all. Thinking about the efforts he had made to cultivate him over the years, his heart was broken, but he couldn't blame him all for this, but he also blamed himself. He felt that he had become older and less supervision over the years, but just negligence, something big happened.

He picked up the phone and called his in-laws. He wanted to try his best to save his relationship with the Xie family, but this was almost impossible. The Xie family is also a well-known family in Central and Southern Province. Can he bear such a great humiliation?

"Old Xie, I'm sorry, this is because our Zhong family is sorry for you."

"Secretary Zhong, what do you say? This is all for the children. If we can't control the elderly, don't care. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Forget it, don't take it to heart." Although the receiver on the phone is about to be crushed, what can Lao Xie do? On the phone, he challenged a deputy secretary of the provincial party committee. After all, it's a matter between children. Without this relationship, the future interactions will probably be indifferent.

In the Haiyang County Government Office, Hu Jiajia paced back and forth, and her high heels hit the wooden floor, making a pleasant sound. But at this time, she was in a mess. Zhonghua said early in the morning that he was going to the provincial capital, but he had not come back yet. She vaguely felt that this matter was getting bigger, and the comments and inquiries on the Internet still did not decrease. If this continues, unless there is no such thing at all, it is purely a rumor. But even so, Zhonghua would not be able to continue working in Haiyang County.
Chapter completed!