The official way of rebirth

Rebirth of the Official Way Chapter 10 Yanshan Storm

Lao Li, what are you doing?!" Ding Ruiguo almost said on the phone

Director Li sighed. "Secretary Zhang Zhiwei has gone too far. There is nothing I can do."

Yesterday, Director Li opened an order overnight and ordered the Inspection Section to immediately take measures and isolate and investigate the police officer Wang Jincai and the joint defense personnel who were suspected of harassing Ye Meng Bar and beating the owner of Ye Meng Bar for improper reasons.

Not only did Director Li fail to notify Deputy Director Zhang Zhiwei of participating in this meeting, but he also failed to report it to Ding Ruiguo. The Supervision Section of the Municipal Bureau quickly pointed the finger at Deputy Director Zhang. The Municipal Bureau is now in an uproar. There are all sorts of things to say.

Ding Ruiguo was obviously startled. Director Li's reaction was obviously beyond his expectation. His voice gradually became lower. "It's not that I don't want you to investigate. I will investigate whoever poses the question! Why now?"

Ding Ruiguo was really anxious. Who knew what Tang Yi wanted to do when he came to Yanshan? Bureau Li seemed to be afraid that nothing would happen, so he lit a fire in the city bureau.

Director Li said: "Don't worry, Mr. Ding. I can still control the specific situation." It is always better to light a fire yourself than someone else. It is also easier to control. If someone else takes the advantage, I am afraid that I will be the one to blame in the end.

What's more, Li Tie has always had a quarrel with Director Zhang. Director Zhang fell. He was more happy to see it than anyone else.

Ding Ruiguo fell silent. Like Li Tie, it was getting harder and harder for him to control himself. However, he could only wait until later.

…

While Director Li and Secretary Ding were talking on the phone and each had their own agenda, Tang Yi was frowning and flipping through the "materials" compiled by Sister Lan in Room 05 at night.

She is wearing a pure white chiffon suspender skirt with layers of lace and white gauze covering this hot beauty. She is extremely sweet and charming. Her thin and tender white legs are naked with sexy silver stiletto heels. She is like a ripe honey.

Peach. More and more exciting.

At this moment, Sister Lan was adjusting the power switch in front of the large wall-mounted screen. The lights flickered on and off. Suddenly, the colorful ball lights bloomed and spun very fast. Sister Lan screamed and made a frightening "pop" sound.

The pull-up switch was pressed. Who knew that all the lights suddenly went out at the same time, and the room was completely dark.

Sister Lan's legs went weak, and she almost fell on her. She hurriedly flicked the switch. This time, she finally hit it by mistake. The most gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling lit up. Sister Lan secretly glanced at Tang Yi, and saw the dark expression on his face.

I opened another page of documents and thought to myself, could it be that

Is the Black-Faced God Night Eye? But I don’t dare to mess around anymore. There is no horse here. I don’t dare to sit next to the Black-Faced God. I just lean against the wall and wait for the Black-Faced God’s conclusion. I feel even more worried. I write it myself.

I don’t know if the black-faced god will be angry with this stuff.

Tang Yi turned over a few pages of paper in his hand, his head was so tight that he had no time to scold Sister Lan.

Unexpectedly, the materials written by Sister Lan were quite decent. At least they were clearer and more organized than the compositions written by Baoer Elementary School. Although the fonts were extremely ugly and crooked, they were still legible. Tang Yixin said that he had underestimated Sister Lan.

The water level for primary school students is still higher.

Most of the materials compiled by Sister Lan are original accounts from villagers. It is not that they do not want to surrender their insurance, but that the village and town refused to refund the insurance and forced them to refund. They also made a white note. Some unconvinced villagers went to the county or city.

We even appealed to the provincial government, but the problem was still not solved.

Some villagers who went to the province to appeal for trouble were even detained by the town police station, and some were even beaten. Later, no one saw the matter, and gradually no one made the fuss anymore. It cost tens of yuan a year. In Yanshan County,

Most farmers don't pay much attention to wealth.

Tang Yi flipped through the materials. But he was a little confused because the country originally stopped the "Farmers Pension Insurance" because it felt that there were political deficiencies. No matter how low the surrender rate is, it will not be considered a political achievement. Why does Yanshan not want farmers to surrender their insurance?

Woolen cloth?

"Hey, everything you wrote is true, right?" Tang Yi turned to ask Sister Lan.

"Yes. Of course. I asked the honest person." Sister Lan explained hurriedly. "And I told them not to tell anyone outside."

Tang Yi frowned: "It's superfluous. What's wrong with telling the outside world? What kind of big shot are you?"

Sister hurriedly put on a sweet smile. "I just said that casually." Tang Yi didn't know that Sister Lan was really a big shot in the village now. Almost everyone knew that she was providing "special protection" to high-ranking officials in Beijing.

Well, the Xia family has grown even more. It has become a family that no one in the village can afford to offend.

Tang Yi frowned and thought for a while, then said to Sister Lan: "Let's make some tea. Then call Xiaoqiu and the comrades from the municipal bureau." Bureau Li was busy with the case. The person following Tang Yi today was the Public Security Section of the municipal bureau.

Section Chief Yang.

The sister happily agreed, twisting her charming little waist, like a willow in the wind. She went away in a charming way. Tang Yi shook his head repeatedly.

My sister came in alone and said, "Xiaoqiu and the others said it's okay." As she spoke, she placed the purple clay teapot and teacup on the tray on the coffee table and poured a cup of tea for Tang Yi.

Tang Yi picked up the teacup and smacked it. He nodded slightly and pointed to the sofa. "Sit down." Then he pointed to the teapot, asking his sister to pour the tea herself.

Sister timidly sat down. She timidly picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup of tea. She picked up the teacup and took a sip. In fact, she wanted to sit on the sofa with Tang Yi. It would be better to lean against the corner and drink the tea in her mouth.

I don’t even know why.

Naturally, Tang Yi didn't know that he was suffering for asking Sister Lan to sit next to him. He felt that Sister Lan had done a good job today. It was appropriate to encourage her appropriately.

Looking at Sister Lan, Tang Yida said: "Sister Lan, I will build a small building in the village for Grandma and Grandpa Baoer. I will pay for it."

My sister was shocked. She thought the black-faced god was trying to trick her. When she got home yesterday, she just discussed with Bao'er's grandpa to build a small building for them. But the name in the house book must be written as Bao'er's, so as to avoid future troubles for Bao'er.

My aunt and uncle came to the clone's house.

Just how did the black-faced god know that he wanted to build a small building for Grandpa Baoer? Sister Lan has made a lot of money from the beauty salon in the past few years. Last month, the bankbook finally became seven figures. Lan Lan every day before going to bed

Sister Lan has to take out her bankbook and look at it happily. After her savings exceeded one million, Sister Lan has a sweet habit of sleeping with her bankbook in her hand. And what Sister Lan fears most is that the black-faced god will know how profitable the beauty salon is.

.Reduce her share ratio.

But since the black-faced god asked, I didn't dare to hide it. She whispered: "Secretary Tang, I. I didn't embezzle the beauty salon. I earned 340,000 yuan a year. In the past, you said it would be 30-70 cents."

…”

Tang Yi frowned: "I'm asking you this? That's enough. Drink your tea." When he was angry, he forgot about what he had to do for Grandma and Grandpa Baoer.

Sister Lan was relieved. She just didn't want to get her share back. As for the attitude of the black-faced god, Sister Lan now feels that he is normal. What scares you most is that the black-faced god smiles and talks to you. Those clear eyes seem to be able to see through.

People's hearts don't know what terrible plans they have in their minds. They are more terrifying than when they stare and get angry.

Tang Yi lazily talked to Sister Lan again. He wanted to open his mouth and ask her to stand outside. But he felt it was a bit too much. So he closed his eyes and rested, silently thinking about the farmers' insurance matter.

"Secretary Tangtang, let me pinch your head," Sister Lan said cautiously.

Tang Yi waved his hand. Sister Lan did not dare to speak anymore.

After thinking about the Yanshan issue for a while, Tang Yi's thoughts were flying higher and higher. The Yellow Sea pilot project, Russia's negotiations on macroeconomic control, the development of the northwest, and even the Six-Party Talks and his mother's huge economic empire.

lingering in Tang Yi's mind.

There was a soft sound of "ta", and Tang Yi opened his eyes and burst into laughter. Sister Lan was leaning on the sofa, with a pair of long snow-white legs resting on the edge of the sofa. The soft sound just now was from a silver high heel falling on her exquisite snow-white feet.

.The onion-like toes are painted with a light black color. They look like five delicate black grapes. They are cute and sexy.

Although Sister Lan was sleeping soundly, Tang Yi cruelly interrupted her dream and whispered in her ear: "It's on fire!" In fact, there is no need to scare Sister Lan by "fire or not". Hearing Tang Yi's voice

Sister Lan's sexy figure trembled obviously. Then she sat up as if her tail was on fire. As soon as Tang Yi didn't pay attention, his face fell between Sister Lan's plump, firm and surprisingly elastic breasts.

She found that Tang Yi's face was pressed against her chest. Sister Lan was stunned. Tang Yi quickly sat up straight. Although the breasts with different styles were strangely ecstasy, Tang Yi was depressed and tight. His face was dark and he didn't speak. Maybe.

Because this experience reminded him that he had possessed Sister Lan twice, he felt guilty and even a little angry.

Sister stayed for a while. She lowered her head and whispered: "I. I can't do it now. How about. How about me. I help you. Help you fight it out..."

"What are you talking about?" Tang Yi stared angrily.

But my sister was mistaken. Tears of grievance almost fell out. "You, if you are afraid of discomfort, you can use your mouth..." The trembling, alluring red lips seemed strange at this moment.

enchanting.

Tang Yiteng stood up and scolded: "My mind is full of filthy thoughts!" and strode out.

Although he scolded Sister Lan, Tang Yi was not very angry. In the final analysis, it was his own mistake. After leaving the box, Tang Yi did not forget to tell Hu Xiaoqiu to follow Sister Lan quietly and ensure that she entered the hotel safely. In fact, Sister Lan also booked the hotel.

The Great Wall Hotel. But Tang Yi would not go back to the hotel with her.

From the rear window, I watched Sister Lan walking out of the bar with her sexy little waist twisted. How could she look like she had just been scolded as "dirty"? Tang Yi sighed helplessly. He was so heartless.

. It can be considered a treasure.

…

In the luxurious suite of the Great Wall Hotel, Tang Yi handed the "materials" compiled by Sister Lan to Cheng Chaolun. He smiled and said: "Take a look at this."

Cheng Chaolun is thirty-eight or nineteen years old. He is one of the few department-level officials under the age of forty in the National Development and Reform Commission. He is gentle and elegant. He wears glasses and has a bookish attitude. But he is very courageous in his work and his speeches are often to the point.

Tang Yi had a good impression of him.

Cheng Chaolun looked through the "materials" and just nodded slightly without expressing his position.

Tang Yi put down the tea cup in his hand and said: "It is a self-report from a villager in the countryside. The content should be very true." He was embarrassed to say that it was compiled by his nanny.

"I just don't understand. They are cheating on the issue of surrender rate. What are the intentions of these cadres?" Tang Yi shook his head. He has never been able to figure this out.

Cheng Chaolun smiled and said: "Director, you have been here. In 8 years, the agricultural insurance department originally belonging to the Ministry of Civil Affairs was divided into the Ministry of Labor. In the next few years, the agricultural insurance department of the Civil Affairs Bureau was gradually implemented.

The insurance department transferred it to the social security department. Didn't you catch up?"

Tang Yi was slightly startled. He had a vague impression of it when he was in Huanghai. But that was already the end of the organization's reorganization. And when Fang Shang actually implemented this policy, he should be in the Supervision Department.

Tang Yi immediately understood the meaning of Chaolun's words. This kind of cross-department organizational adjustment must have some loopholes. The problems here are complicated.

Sure enough, Cheng Chaolun said again: "When I went to the southern provinces for research, I encountered problems reported by farmers. After paying for the pension insurance, after a few years, I couldn't find anyone responsible for the pension insurance. I couldn't even withdraw the insurance or get the money.

I know where to go. In fact, I can’t find a negative for the time being.

The responsible organization is not a serious problem. What I fear most is that someone will take advantage of troubled waters. Not only will they reach out to the farmers’ hard-earned money, but they will also not let go of the part of the body’s payment. It is still good for the party’s finances to misappropriate it, and even take it for themselves.

Yes. It is very possible to enrich one's own pockets."

Tang Yi nodded slightly, picked up the teacup, held it in his hand, and thought silently.

"Director, I will give this material to Vice Governor Chen. It may not be possible if you come forward..." Cheng Chaolun stopped talking.

Tang Yi looked at him with a smile and thought that although he was silent, he could see everything clearly. He knew that he and Yanshan might have some feelings.

Tang Yi thought for a moment and shook his head. "It's better for me to talk to Vice Governor Chen. Well, I'll talk. The effect will be better if I talk."

Cheng Chaolun nodded and stopped insisting.

Tang Yi looked at his watch and picked up the materials. He said: "It's a big crime to disturb people's purity. Governor Chen wants to scold me in his heart." As he spoke, he took the materials and handed them out. Cheng Chaolun sent Tang Yi to

At the door, I watched Tang Yi knock on Governor Chen’s door.

I gently closed the door to my room. I lowered my head and pondered for a while before returning to the coffee table. I took out a pen and paper from my handbag. Without thinking, I wrote "Several Issues Possible Issues arising from the Integration of Farmers' Pension Insurance and Social Security" at the beginning of the paper.

…

Tang Yi didn't know that Cheng Chao had sharpened his knife for him and knocked on Chen Botao's door. Tang Yi laughed: "Governor Chen, I'm sorry to bother you!"

Chen Botao smiled and invited Tang Yi to come in. Tang Yi will return to Beijing tomorrow. Chen Botao is still very welcome to come and see him in the evening.

After pouring a glass of water for Tang Yi, Chen Botao smiled and said, "How is it? Is Yanshan not bad?" He thought Tang Yi was here to exchange opinions with him.

Chen Botao is a very typical elderly provincial cadre. He has a calm demeanor. He has gray hair and a few light age spots on his face. He is sitting on the sofa. He has a powerful aura. Of course, facing Tang Yi, his smile is friendly.

and.

Tang Yi nodded. "It's developing very fast, but there are also a lot of problems!"

When Tang Yi was in Anton, Chen Botao was the deputy governor in charge of agriculture. Tang Yi had contact with him several times. Although he felt that Governor Chen was a bit too humanitarian, he was still quite upright. So he got straight to the point and didn't worry.

Governor Chen believed that he was creating problems for the Yanshan team.

Chen Botao was slightly shocked when he heard Tang Yi's words. Then he saw Tang Yi handing over a few pages of paper. Chen Botao took them and took out the spectacles from the glasses case on the coffee table and put them on. He smiled and said: "Old man. Goodbye.

It’s time to retire in a few years.”

But when he looked through the materials, his expression gradually became serious. Tang Yi did not wait for him to express his position. He stood up and said: "Governor Chen, I will leave first."

Chen Botao smiled and stood up to see him off.

…

The spacious and bright office. The sunlight shining in from the outside seems to be frightened by the inexplicable majesty inside and becomes dim.

Sitting on the wide and thick black leather chair, the old man finally put down the pen in his hand and looked at Lin Xiang, director of the Political Research Office of the Deputy Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee, who was chatting about his work at his desk.

Deputy Secretary-General Lin was glanced at by the old man. He involuntarily stopped what he was saying. His body seemed to have become shorter.

However, Deputy Secretary-General Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief because he saw Secretary Zhao’s brows gradually furrowing into the Chinese character “Sichuan”. After these two years of contact, he had generally figured out Secretary Zhao’s temper.

. Very deep. Every time he frowned slightly, it meant that he was dissatisfied. And now, the object of dissatisfaction is obviously Governor Wang.

After Director Tang Yi of the National Development and Reform Commission returned to Beijing, Vice Governor Chen

The complaint material written by the farmers was forwarded to the Yanqing Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government. It was about the issue of "mandatory payment" of the national pension insurance. Deputy Secretary-General Lin also read the document. The font was crooked. It looked like it was written by someone with no education.

Thanks to Vice Governor Chen for paying attention to it.

After this material was forwarded to Yanqing, the Yanqing Municipal Party Committee and the Municipal Government formed two completely opposite opinions. To be honest, the Municipal Party Committee Secretary Cheng Jianjun and the Mayor Liu Zhaokun had different opinions. Cheng Jianjun sent the Municipal Party Committee Supervisor the next day.

The investigation team from the investigation room launched an investigation into Yanshan. They even stated that if the problem becomes serious, the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Procuratorate will be invited to intervene.

Liu Zhaokun went to Yanshan to hold a thorough meeting to cheer up the Yanshan team. He said some extreme words. As a result, the investigation team of the Municipal Party Committee Inspection Office was obstructed in its work in Yanshan. Some people were even injured by farmers.

Complaint letters flew to the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government like a snowflake. Most of them were against Cheng Jianjun, saying that he "destroyed the good situation of Yanshan's economic development and hurt the feelings of Yanshan cadres and the masses." There were also real-name letters from dozens of Yanshan National People's Congress representatives.

To protest against the Yanshan team...

Unexpectedly, just when voices of doubt about Cheng Jianjun gradually emerged within the provincial party committee, Governor Xiaofeng, who had been very gentle since arriving in Liaodong, became angry for the first time. He criticized some cadres for their "indiscriminate complaint" culture.

The chaotic situation in Yanqing was sharply criticized. "This matter

Cheng Jianjun is responsible. Liu Zhaokun is also responsible. This is a problem for the entire Yanqing team. What is the Yanshan team doing? Do they want to dominate the mountain? The city's investigation team can't even touch it? Economic development

No matter how good they are, this team is still missing a few legs!"

Governor Xiaofeng made these remarks at the Provincial Party Committee. It was truly shocking at the time. The venue was completely silent.

After the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, the political climate in Yanshan changed overnight. The Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection and the Procuratorate quickly sent a joint investigation team to Yanshan to investigate. It is said that this case is likely to involve some cadres from the Yanshan Standing Committee.

After receiving several phone calls from Liu Zhaokun, Deputy Secretary-General Lin finally couldn't sit still anymore and came to Secretary Zhao to complain. He did not dare and could not speak ill of Governor Xiaofeng directly. But he still beat around the bush and brought him to the provincial party committee compound.

Some rumors were told to Secretary Zhao. There is now a rumor in the Provincial Party Committee compound that "Secretary Zhao has been diagnosed with cancer and will recover soon." And the news is spreading more and more. Many cadres believe it to be true. Even Deputy Secretary-General Lin is somewhat suspicious of the groundless rumor.

.It may not be without cause.

Regardless of whether it is a rumor or not, this rumor undoubtedly hurts Secretary Zhao's prestige. Secretary Zhao's prestige has been destroyed. It is self-evident who is the most direct beneficiary. When Deputy Secretary-General Lin reported, the news was naturally revealed. It was the earliest official from the government.

That's what was said over there.

Sure enough, Secretary Zhao frowned.

"Comrade Lin Xiang. Rumors come from wise men. Do you understand this sentence?" Secretary Zhao's voice was low and powerful. Every word seemed to hit the deputy secretary-general's guts.

"There is also the problem you mentioned about Liu Zhaokun. This person is politically immature. Why can't we investigate the problem that Comrade Xiaofeng criticized? Liu Zhaokun is a god and can vouch for the fact that there is no problem in Yanshan?"

Deputy Secretary-General Lin was dizzy at Secretary Zhao's rhetorical questions. He was already in awe of this old man, but Secretary Zhao's rhetorical questions made him bend even more.

Coming out of the secretary's office, Deputy Secretary-General Lin took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked back at the closed office door and sighed softly. What on earth was this intimidating old man thinking?

Can't you see that Governor Wang's trust is getting higher and higher? Is he confident? Or is he really just like those people behind him? It's already sunset.

…

Zhou Haijun received a call from Secretary Cheng at home. He was sitting on the sofa at the time. He was talking about Tang Yi with his wife with a smile. Xian's meeting with Tang Yi became his most favorite scene in these years.

Sister Ma kept asking, "Director Tang, didn't you say anything else? Didn't you talk about work with you?" Sister Ma was still as passionate about her husband's power as before.

Zhou Haijun smiled and said: "No talk. Do you know that these are vulgar? What is Director Tang's status now? He won't care about such a trivial matter."

Sister Ma was extremely excited. "I don't believe it. Look, Director Tang left. The city's investigation team came immediately. This shows that Director Tang is not satisfied with Ding Ruiguo's gang. Just wait. I'll tell you this."

It’s not over yet!”

At this time, Secretary Cheng of the Yanqing Municipal Party Committee called Zhou Junjun's home. Cheng Jianjun smiled and asked about Zhou Jun's physical condition. He then said: "Director Tang explained when he left that there is a traditional Chinese medicine formula. I have it."

I’ll give you some time to take care of yourself. You’re in your forties. Why are your hair all gray? Don’t work too hard.”

Zhou Haijun felt excited, but he never expected that Director Tang would care about such a trivial matter.

Cheng Jianjun said with a smile before hanging up the phone: "I also need to be prepared. Organizationally... haha. Anyway, it's good to be somewhat prepared."

Sister Ma has been listening to the phone. When Cheng Jianjun hung up the phone, Sister Ma shouted excitedly. "Look, what did I say? Director Tang will not forget you. Let me see. What will happen this time?"

I’ll also give you a regular job.”

Zhou Haijun said with a smile: "You think it's Caishikou? You can do whatever you want when you open your mouth?" But his heart was beating wildly. Recalling Cheng Jianjun's last few words, his heart was up and down, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

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Thank you all for your support. I got more than 4,000 votes in the first seven days. That’s more than 2,000 votes. It’s incredible. To be honest, I was depressed at first when I said it was double. I thought that the big gods and the little gods would collectively explode for a few days.

I know where "Guan Dao" ended up in the final ranking. At that time, I just thought it wouldn't be too ugly. The psychological bottom line is the top ten. Sigh. Now the psychological bottom line seems to be getting higher and higher.

Unexpectedly, after seven days, I got more than 4,000 votes and ranked fifth. I really love you all. Alas, it’s a pity that my ability is limited. Even if I am on vacation, I can’t keep typing for more than ten hours. Otherwise, I will have a headache. Although I seem to have written a few more

A word. In fact, I owe a lot more than everyone’s support. After all, there was a crazy period of 10,000 a day for seven consecutive days before. That was May Day, right? Maybe it was me.

The limit has been reached. Now the craziness is gone. So during the National Day, it can be said that I did not try my best to code. In this regard, I feel guilty. However, although I have not tried my best these days, I think my condition is better than when I was crazy.

1. Because my ability is limited. I can write 10,000 words a day for two or three days. After seven or eight days, my brain is often in a state of chaos and I can’t express my feelings when writing.

Let’s stop talking about this. Let’s talk about the update. I still owe a thousand words. And I want to change the time tomorrow. I will update a chapter of 5,000 words at around 10 o’clock tonight. Then tomorrow, I will update a chapter of 1002 with 3,000 words? That’s how I owe.

I owe 1K+1K+ tomorrow. I owe about four to five thousand words. I will make up for it as soon as I can. I can’t help it. Otherwise, I will update after ten o’clock every night. When I was typing at night, I thought of someone waiting.

I’m even more anxious. It’s better to write it in advance and send it out the next day.

The above is just a plan. If there is any change, I can't help it. Sigh... (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in to www.8. There are more chapters. Support the author. Support book-making!)