"Mayor, turn left in the corridor in front, and it is the office of the second department of the Agriculture Department." Mo Daolin, director of the Municipal Planning Commission, diligently led the way for Zhong Yanming in front.

Zhong Yanming nodded, and followed Mo Daolin forward slowly with Secretary-General Shang Shanluan and Director of the Agricultural Bureau Dong Mingxin. Although he looked calm and composed on the surface, his heart was very tense.

As the new mayor of Tianyuan City, the small and micro-water project in the arid area of ​​Taifeng Mountain is the first farmer-friendly project that Zhong Yanming is in charge. This project concerns the livelihood of more than 100,000 farmers in the water-scarce mountainous areas in the northern part of Tianyuan City, and also concerns his prestige in the minds of Tianyuan City cadres and the masses. He couldn't help but feel nervous.

After turning around, the four of them came to the office of the second department of the Agriculture Department. There were already several groups of people waiting outside the corridor, all of which were in groups of three or five. Obviously, they were all local officials from various provinces and cities who came to the second department of the Agriculture Department to run projects. In other words, these are basically competitors of the small and micro-water projects in the arid area of ​​Taifeng Mountain, Tianyuan City.

These people immediately showed vigilant and alert eyes as they looked at Zhong Yanming with people. Although everyone didn't know each other, since they appeared at the door of the second department of the Agricultural Department, they knew what they were doing. The size of the plates of the small farmland water conservancy project of the State Planning Commission had been set a long time ago, and almost all local governments who could get a piece of the pie. Naturally, there were too many monks and too little porridge, and it was impossible to take care of all aspects. A local government applied for a project quota must be at the cost of another or even several local governments being eliminated. Therefore, Zhong Yanming naturally understood their vigilance. There is no way, even if it is not for the local people's livelihood, it is necessary to apply makeup to the local government's political achievements? Being able to pull a project from above is a very impressive political achievement.

At this time, the office door of the second department of the Agricultural Department opened, and three people came out from inside. The head was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked very dignified and was holding a box of exquisitely packaged Korean ginseng in his hand. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw Zhong Yanming: "Old Zhong, hello, we two have not met for a while, right?"

"Hello, Mayor Ding!" Zhong Yanming did not expect to meet Ding Fakui at this time, "We haven't met for a while."

Ding Fakui is the mayor of Linhuang City, Northwest Province, and is also the main rival of Zhong Yanming's project to Beijing. There are more than 30 provinces, autonomous regions and municipalities across the country, but the National Planning Commission has only 22 small-scale farmland water conservancy project quotas in 1993, and on average, there are less than one in each province and city. At the same time, the National Planning Commission has clearly stipulated that the same province and city can only have one small-scale farmland water conservancy project quotas in 1993. Therefore, for Zhong Yanming, if Tianyuan City wants to obtain this quota, the first task is to fight Linhuang City first, and then compete with local governments in other provinces and cities. On the other hand, the same is true for Ding Fakui. If Tianyuan City cannot be squeezed out, Linhuang City will be directly eliminated. However, because Ding Fakui and Zhong Yanming are colleagues in the same province, no matter how strong the competition is, the surface harmony is still necessary to maintain.

"Haha, Lao Zhong, come to see Director Wu? Have you made an appointment?" Ding Fakui asked with a smile.

"Yes, I'm here to visit Director Wu, and I made an appointment two days ago." Linhuang City is a prefecture-level city. Ding Fakui is half a square taller than Zhong Yanming, so Ding Fakui can call "Old Zhong Lao Zhong", but Zhong Yanming cannot learn from Ding Fakui. The necessary politeness still needs to be maintained. "Mayor Ding, have you met Director Wu?"

"That's right! I've been talking to Director Wu for a long time." Ding Fakui couldn't hide the pride on his face and showed the box of exquisitely packed American ginseng in his hand to Zhong Yanming. "This box of American ginseng was given to me by Director Wu. I said no, he forced me to give it to me. Director Wu is really a friend of mine for many years, but he always sees me so much. Every time I come over, I always ask me to bring something back!"

Several groups of people standing next to him immediately gave Ding Fakui envious eyes. They came to the National Planning Commission to run projects, and they were eager to supply goods to the cadres of the Planning Commission, and were afraid that they would not accept them. But looking at the face of Mayor Ding, he was so close that he could actually ask Director Wu Haobo of the Second Department of the Agriculture Department to give him such a high-end gift. How could it be so deep? Needless to say, for the small farmland water conservancy construction project in 1993, a place where Mayor Ding is located has been booked.

Mo Daolin and Dong Mingxin met with each other, and a frustration spread in their hearts. They really didn't know that Ding Fakui actually had such a deep friendship with Wu Haobo, the new director of the Second Department. From this point of view, even if the Northwest Province could get the indicators for a small-scale farmland water conservancy project of 1993 degrees from the State Planning Commission, it was still in Huang City. Tianyuan City had no chance at all!

Zhong Yanming smiled and didn't say anything. When Ding Fakui's arrogant back disappeared from the corner of the corridor, he turned his face and looked at Mo Daolin and Dong Mingxin, and asked, "Old Mo, Old Dong, do you two think Mayor Ding is very good? How can his friendship with Director Wu be so deep?"

How dare Mo Daolin and Dong Mingxin admit it? He was about to defend themselves, but was stopped by Zhong Yanming. He smiled and said, "You don't know the style of Mayor Ding's work. He must have taken the box of American ginseng to give to Director Wu. Director Wu did not accept it, so he brought it out again. He couldn't hold on for a while, so he told us that it was given to him by Director Wu..."

"Ah? There is such a thing?" Mo Daolin and Dong Mingxin took a breath. Ding Fakui was so cunning. If Zhong Yanming believed Ding Fakui like the two of them, and believed that Ding Fakui and Wu Haobo had a deep friendship and gave up his efforts, wouldn't that be fooled? No wonder Ding Fakui was able to sit in the position of mayor of Linhuang City for five or six years, and he was indeed a cunning person!

As he was talking, suddenly the office door of Department 2 opened again, and a man in his thirties walked out quickly. It was Wu Haobo, the new director of Department 2 of Department 2 of the Agricultural Department.

"Director Wu!" Several groups of people waiting outside the door immediately surrounded him, and Zhong Yanming quickly met him.

"Let me know something urgent!" Wu Haobo did not give anyone a chance to speak at all. He reached out and pushed everyone away and went down hurriedly.

What's going on? Everyone looked at each other. Today, Wu Haobo asked them to come over, but suddenly he left in a hurry, and did not explain when they would come back, so whether they should continue to wait here.

Mo Daolin scratched his head, obviously he didn't know what happened. He blinked his eyes and said to Zhong Yanming: "Mayor, you can wait here first, I'll go inside to inquire about the news."

Mo Daolin had been in the capital for so long, and at least he became familiar with the office of the second department of the Agricultural Department. In addition, he sent out a large number of local specialties yesterday, so he plucked in.

It wasn't too late, Mo Daolin came out again, pulled Zhong Yanming aside, and whispered: "Director Wu just received a call and said that the child seemed to have something happened to him and was admitted to the hospital. Director Wu went to the hospital. It seems that it will be difficult to come back this afternoon. Why don't we go back first and then make an appointment with Director Wu for a while."

"Do you know what hospital it is?" Zhong Yanming asked.

"I asked, and the people in the office said they didn't know." Mo Daolin replied.

Zhong Yanming raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "Wait a minute, maybe Director Wu will call back. You can go in and ask. If you can figure out what hospital we can find out, we will buy some gifts to go to the hospital to express our condolences."

"Well, then let's wait and see."

After standing in the corridor outside for about an hour, Mo Daolin went into the office of the second department and asked twice, and they all said that Director Wu did not come back. Seeing that Zhong Yanming's back pain had recurred, Mo Daolin asked Zhong Yanming and Shang Shanluan to go back first. He and Dong Mingxin stayed here. If they received accurate information from the hospital, they would immediately rush back to the Beijing Office to report to Zhong Yanming.

Zhong Yanming could not withstand the old wounds on his waist, so he and Shang Shanluan returned to Tianyuan City Beijing Office first.

Bao Feiyang and Shang Xiaohong followed Song Huowang and the ** named Meizi to Huanglongqiao Police Station. Song Huowang brought a chair for Meizi to sit down, and then said to Bao Feiyang and Shang Xiaohong standing there: "Have you considered it? If you confess honestly and honestly, I can do my sister's ideological work and reduce the punishment for you as appropriate. If the cooked duck is still stubborn, don't worry, I'm not polite!"

"Please keep your mouth clean! I'm not afraid of affecting the image of the police in the capital." Bao Feiyang was not afraid of Song Huowang's threat. "Since you are her elder brother, you should not handle this matter. The most basic case avoidance system should be discussed, right?"

"Oh, I saw that you were from the Beijing Office of Tianyuan City, so I gave you a little face. I didn't expect you to get up. Believe it or not, I can deal with you on the spot, crying for your father and mother?" Song Huowang came up with a loud breeze, and rushed up and wanted to attack Bao Feiyang.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice coming from the door, "Brother, what's going on?"

Song Huowang turned his head and saw that it was Wu Haobo, director of the Second Department of the Agricultural Department of the State Planning Commission, and couldn't help but smile: "Haobo, you are here. It was this kid who met Xiaoyun and knocked the steel steel into the drainage canal."

Bao Feiyang was stunned when he saw Wu Haobo. Isn’t this the car owner who pretended to be a car accident in Zhongtian City? At that time, he thought his Mandarin was similar in Beijing, but he didn’t expect that he was really from the capital.
Chapter completed!