Official wizard

Linjiang Municipal Party School is located at the foot of Meizi Mountain in the southern suburbs, more than 20 kilometers away from Linjiang City. Although there are few villages here, a high-grade highway has been specially laid from the Party School to the city, and buses have also been opened.

The party school is not located in the urban area. This seems to be a common feature of party schools across the country.

Wangcheng County is to the west of Linjiang City. To get to the Party School in the southern suburbs, it is almost equivalent to passing through Linjiang City. Although the ring road was opened to traffic before the election, it takes about an hour to drive.

Wen Chun was sitting in the car. He squinted unknowingly and didn't know how long it had been. He was awakened by a sudden and harsh sound of the horn. Wen Chun opened his eyes again. The car was blocked on a bridge, and Lan Ying was in the distance.

There is an endless lake in Ying, and nearby there is a black mass of vehicles that cannot be seen to the end.

Wen Chun rubbed his eyes and asked, "Where is this?"

Zeng Guoqiang said: "Jiuli Lake Bridge, there's a fucking traffic jam again." Just as he said that, Zeng Guoqiang braked hard, stuck his head out and cursed: "How the hell are you driving?"

Wen Chun looked out and saw that a large dump truck carrying dirt was about to overtake Zeng Guoqiang's Santana from the opposite lane. However, another car came from the opposite lane, and the large dump truck did not return to its own lane. If Zeng Guoqiang hadn't reacted quickly,

We must have bumped into each other

The driver of the big dump truck may not have heard it, or he just didn't have the energy to argue with Zeng Guoqiang. His car was stuck in the middle of the two lanes. He couldn't go in or back out. As a result, the bridge with two lanes was tightly blocked.

, there was a chaotic sound of trumpets all around.

Zeng Guoqiang muttered impatiently: "Every time I walk here, there is no traffic jam for more than half an hour. The drivers in the minibus class can't get through at all. I heard that they have big heads when they have to cross the Jiuli Lake Bridge."

Wen Chun rolled down the window and wanted to poke his head out to take a look.

Zeng Guoqiang shouted: "Wen Chun, be careful"

Wen Chun quickly retracted his head

It turned out that the big dump truck in front was swaying and squeezing in. The dirt filled in the dump truck was spread out little by little, and a lot of gravel and garbage fell on Santana's car.

"What's going on?" Wen Chun quickly rolled up the car window.

Zeng Guoqiang angrily said: "The road surface is too bad and full of potholes. This garbage truck wants to pull more and run faster. The center of gravity is too high and everything is wobbling."

"This is too dangerous"

"Yes, there was an accident in which a dump truck rolled over because of fighting for the road. Three small cars next to it were crushed under it. Rescue vehicles and ambulances were blocked at both ends and couldn't get in. The rescuers could only watch helplessly.

The driver and passengers of the car were crying for help in the car, but there was nothing they could do. In the end, they all lost too much blood and died in the car."

Zeng Guoqiang was frightened when he talked about the tragedy of the accident. He stepped on the brakes slightly and deliberately stayed away from the big dump truck. The car behind him thought Zeng Guoqiang had stalled and kept honking the horn to urge him to hurry up.

Zeng Guoqiang scolded with dissatisfaction: "What are you urging? Urgent? Even though they knew it was so congested, the management department didn't take any measures. At least they could restrict trucks transporting dregs from entering the city, just like restricting trucks from outside the city."

Wen Chun said with a smile: "Haha, Guoqiang, if you don't let the garbage truck bridge, how can the garbage in Linjiang City get out of the city?"

Zeng Guoqiang is indeed an experienced driver. He immediately proposed a plan: "Can we let them transport it at night when the traffic volume is small?"

Wen Chun thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not suitable at night, when heavy trucks from other places cross the border. So many large vehicles are congested on the bridge. The lighting is not good, and the road conditions are bad, making it more likely to cause accidents."

"Then what should we do? With this situation every day, the ring road cannot function at all, and it is equivalent to repairing it in vain."

"Jiuli Lake Bridge is the south gate of Linjiang City. Not far in front is the expressway, and behind it is the newly built ring road. I think it is a small problem to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. There is only one way to completely solve the congestion problem."

"What can I do?" After finally getting off the bridge, Zeng Guoqiang let out a sigh of relief.

"This broken bridge can only be demolished and rebuilt," Wen Chun said firmly.

Zeng Guoqiang pressed the accelerator and passed the big dump truck in front. He was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Haha, Wen Chun, your ** disease of eating carrots and worrying little has not only not changed, it has become more and more serious."

After being exposed by Zeng Guoqiang, Wen Chun smiled sheepishly

After crossing the Jiuli Lake Bridge, the road was smooth. While we were chatting and laughing, the car had already entered the gate of the Party School.

In front of Building No. 1, there is a huge crowd of Audis and red flags with license plates from all over the city. The worst one is Wen Chun's modified Santana.

Needless to say, they are all here to send students to the training courses for county and division-level cadres.

Several drivers gathered together and seemed to be talking about the traffic jam at Jiuli Lake Bridge. They were cursing and they all looked angry.

There are desks lined up in the lobby, signing for registration, paying tuition, collecting textbooks, exchanging dormitory key tags, IC cards for meals, handing over temporary party organization relations, applying for room landline phone deposits, and completing computer Internet access procedures. The whole package is complete.

It took more than half an hour

These things were all handled by Zeng Guoqiang. Wen Chun was smoking at the door of the building. Looking at the campus with the basketball and volleyball courts, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had returned to his college days.

Wen Chun looked at the students coming and going. Most of them didn't recognize each other, but everyone nodded and smiled politely. Waiting for Zeng Guoqiang to complete the registration procedures, Wen Chun comforted himself: Three months is not a short time, but a long time.

It won’t take long, everyone is here happily, so why should I look for trouble?

Being able to study hard, learn about the current situation and leadership skills, and calm down to think about the future development direction is a rare opportunity compared to being busy all day long in Wangcheng County.

Thinking of this, Wen Chun's mood became much brighter and her eyes began to look around.

I don’t know if I don’t see it, but I’m shocked when I see it

There were several signs pointing the way along the road. It turned out that the party school had opened several training courses at the same time.

In addition to Wen Chun's advanced training class for county and division-level cadres, there are also party education training classes for street and township leading cadres, special training classes for young female cadres, and grassroots party school teacher seminars, as well as a training class for party activists.

The busiest place is the registration point for special training courses for young female cadres

There are very few female cadres at the county and township levels. Apart from the Women's Federation, there are generally only one or two publicity and education departments. For example, there are very few places where the Organization Department and Propaganda Department of Wangcheng County are both controlled by female cadres. This is definitely not the same as the county party committee.

Secretary Xi Feifei is a female cadre and closely related to

Nowadays, young female cadres from various cities and counties gather together. Such beautiful scenery is extremely rare.

After the students in the county-level cadre training class had registered, many of them flocked to the registration point for the young female cadre training class to join in the fun. When they found someone they knew, they yelled, holding their hands and asking questions, how enthusiastic they were.

Wen Chun shook his head and smiled