Reborn Nobility

Chapter 91 Boy, quite insidious

"To be honest, I have some opinions." Xia Jindong knew that his son often had unexpectedly high opinions on officialdom, so he was willing to discuss it with his son.

He pushed his job aside and said with some indignation: "I think that as a medical worker, it is our bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. We need to be a little humanitarian. We have such patients in our own system. They are so miserable. If we don't help, what will happen?"

What about humanitarianism?”

Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself, as expected, Director Qian is about to step down and is preparing to give way to Xia Jindong. If there is any trouble between the two at this time, it will definitely affect his promotion.

He wanted to untie the knot in his father's heart and said, "Dad, I think Director Qian's actions make sense."

"What? You think so too." Xia Jindong said a little surprised.

"Of course. The principle of setting up government agencies is division of labor and cooperation, each performing his or her duties. No one can be absent or offside. In a situation like Tian Shengwen's, if the Health Bureau does not have special financial allocations, if this matter is left to us

To intervene would be considered offside. When they encounter difficulties in life, they should approach the civil affairs agencies."

Xia Jindong found it difficult to accept it. He thought for a moment and finally had to nod.

"Think about it, if the Health Bureau takes over everything, and there are so many barefoot doctors who are not well-off, and they all come to the Health Bureau to help them tide over the difficulties, the Health Bureau's financial allocation is certain, where does it come from?

Funds to support such a large expenditure?" Xia Xiaoluo said in an absolutely rational tone.

Xia Jindong had to admit that although these words were cruel, they were irrefutable facts.

He asked reluctantly: "Isn't there something we can do?"

Xia Xiaoluo said leisurely: "To fundamentally solve their problem, the only way is to change blood transfusion to hematopoiesis?"

"Change blood transfusion into hematopoiesis?" This word made Xia Jindong ponder over it.

Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself, "Oh no, I didn't expect that even though it's the 1990s, this word that has become vulgar in government work reports is still fresh."

"Yes, poverty alleviation and relief are not the real solution to the problem. The real solution is to let them learn to make a living and create wealth. It is better to teach them to fish than to teach them to fish."

"Then what good ideas do you have?" Xia Jindong's face glowed with excitement.

"No. I'm not a god. If I have an idea, I have an idea." Xia Xiaoluo said shamelessly, and his father gave a shudder on his forehead.

On Monday, Xia Jindong walked into the office of Director Qian Shaoqun. Qian Shaoqun seemed energetic, but Xia Jindong could feel the discouragement behind his high energy.

It's not difficult to understand Qian Shaoqun's mental state. Just before he retired after success, something like this happened. However, he had a sense of emptiness that the world is impermanent and his career is dangerous.

These days, he studies Huang Lao's studies every day, and his personality becomes even more dilute. He uses the theory of yin and yang changes in the "Book of Changes" to guide him in making bonsai, and he actually gets something. He yearns more and more for the leisure and leisure life after retirement, without an official and a light body.

, but I have a heartfelt dislike for officialdom.

Qian Shaoqun asked Xia Jindong to sit down, took out the fine Laojun Mei, and personally made a drink for Xia Jindong.

Xia Jindong was moved and said in a joking tone: "Director Qian, you are so polite to me, I am really scared."

Although this sentence is a joke, it also appropriately expresses Xia Jindong's mood.

"Hey, you kid, the director will be yours right away. We who are going to retire will not be able to look at your face when we get our fucking pensions from now on?"

Since the "Wang Junwei kidnapping incident", Qian Shaoqun has become more casual and loves to joke.

"How dare I!" Xia Jindong started to get to the point. "Do you still remember that person a few days ago? The barefoot doctor from Hedian Township?"

"Remember." Qian Shaoqun frowned. "Didn't you give him money?"

Although Xia Jindong is now the deputy director, Qian Shaoqun still has an inviolable majesty in his eyes. After all, he has worked under him for ten years.

He coughed and said: "Director Qian, I think this is not an isolated phenomenon, but a very common problem. It is a systemic problem. I think we need to solve it, solve it from the root, and solve it from the system."

Qian Shaoqun was stunned for a moment, his eyes stayed on Xia Jindong's face for a moment, he lowered his head, took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, threw one to Xia Jindong, and stuffed one into his mouth.

Xia Jindong quickly stood up and lit it for him. Xia Jindong's reaction made Qian Shaoqun feel a little disturbed. Previously, in his eyes, Xia Jindong was a scholar who did not eat the fireworks of the world. How did he know how to light a cigarette for the leader?

, and now I am slowly getting on the road.

I don’t know whether it makes people worried or happy. Everyone in the officialdom will go through this process, whether it is a painful and slow transformation, or a moment of nirvana and rebirth.

Although Xia Jindong is thirty-four or five years old, his appearance does not look old. He only became a deputy department under him when he was thirty-four or five years old. Director Qian also felt a little guilty in his heart.

I have always felt that this person was too bookish, and when he was young, he would even publicly contradict himself over some issues. However, these days of violent political struggle have revealed that Xia Jindong is a principled and capable cadre.

What's more important is helping yourself through a crisis.

Before you retire, you must help him rise to the top. If things go well and he jumps two levels in a row within five years, he can still be promoted to a municipal-level cadre before he is forty years old. Otherwise, he will have no chance, which is a pity.

Talent.

Qian Shaoqun said: "This problem is a legacy of history and has been unresolved. The bureau does not have this financial allocation. Even if we want to solve it, we don't have the funds..."

"We can apply to the county finance department, and I will be responsible for writing a report."

"Well, we can only do this first and see if it can pass." Qian Shaoqun thought for a moment and nodded.

In the next few days, Xia Jindong devoted himself to the investigation of rural doctors, mainly investigating the number of rural doctors in Luoshui County, family income, etc.

The results of the investigation made him feel a little chill in his heart.

This group has made great contributions to China's medical industry, but it has been forgotten so easily.

Most of them have very low incomes and poor families, but they cannot get any pension or solace payment.

Ten days later, he handed over a eloquent investigation report of tens of thousands of words to He Jingsheng.

He Jingsheng's office is much larger than Qian Shaoqun's office, but the furnishings are also very simple and plain.

When he saw the report, he threw it on the table and joked: "Lao Xia, that's unethical. You haven't come to my office for so long since you took office, and you want money as soon as you come!"

"Hey, it's my fault for not paying homage to your county magistrate's wharf. I'll apologize another day. But you have to give me the money!" Xia Jindong said with a playful smile.

If other cadres had met He Jingsheng, they would have kept silent. It would have been because these two people had similar interests that Xia Jindong dared to "make trouble".

"Look at this year's fiscal revenue! Where should I pay the county magistrate? I'm just a beggar." He Jingsheng took out a financial report prepared by the Finance Bureau and threw it to Xia Jindong. "Damn, they're all asking for money, and they're all crying out for food.

, don’t even look at me for being such a smart woman.”

County fiscal revenue is mainly divided into three parts, one is taxation, the other is various miscellaneous fees, and the other is various fines and confiscation income.

He Jingsheng pulled his hair, raised his head and leaned on the swivel chair on the sofa, and said: "Our Luoshui is a large agricultural county. The industry is not good, so we mainly rely on agricultural taxes. However, agricultural production capacity is limited. The upper limit is a thousand kilograms of wheat per mu. How can you make him go up?

Ten thousand catties? Therefore, the fiscal revenue is limited."

He thought for a while and felt that Xia Jindong was one of his own and could tell the truth, and said: "In addition to food, there are also two types of professional growers of traditional Chinese medicine and tobacco leaves in the county. However, traditional Chinese medicine has never been popular. Tobacco leaves, you know

, Dong Ji is there! Although we specialize in tobacco, the tobacco station can’t make any money.”

"Yes, we still have to rely on industry." Xia Jindong sat on the sofa opposite and looked through the reports.

"Look at how many of the factories directly under the county government's control are profitable?"

"It's true, the agricultural machinery factory lost more than 1 million yuan last year, and the County Champion Red Wine Factory lost 300,000 yuan..." Xia Jindong looked at the report and frowned.

He Jingsheng said: "No! What do you think these factory directors do for food every day?"

"A few days ago, I heard that Qu Zhiyong, the owner of our Zhuangyuan Red Winery, drank so much that he ended up in the hospital because he was trying to collect debts!" ​​Xia Jindong knew Qu Zhiyong. He was a big guy in the county, and he knew everyone who had some respectability.

"Brother, I'm more worried than you!" He Jingsheng leaned heavily on the back of the leather swivel chair and said with a smile. "If you want to do this, I support it with all my hands and feet! But, do you need money?"

He Jingsheng is very "shameless" and authentic.

"Yes... you are poorer than me. I'm trying to think of a solution." Xia Jindong said with a sad face.

"That's right, do it yourself and have enough food and clothing!" He Jingsheng used Mao Taizu's words to encourage Xia Jindong.

After sending Xia Jindong away, He Jingsheng stood in front of the window. He smoked a cigarette leisurely and looked downstairs. The curl of green smoke made him squint his eyes. A black Toyota Crown did not stop at the doorman's desk on the road.

He drove into the county party committee compound next door.

The car is familiar with the road, and it is extremely smooth.

He Jingsheng knew that this was Dong Ji's car. He looked at the familiar license plate and thought to himself: "We are rich and powerful. Do you really want to follow this guy Xia Xiaoluo's method and give him a knife to draw some blood? Just one knife and the county will be saved."

The finances have been made. With 100 million, we can do a lot of things. But how will Lu Junchao react if this happens?"

Thinking of Xia Xiaoluo, he couldn't help but smile. This kid, despite his young age, was quite insidious.