As he expected, more than a hundred people gathered in front of the police car, standing in several rows to block the way. Although they were all bare-handed, it looked like they were coming with bad intentions.

The leader was none other than Er Na. He raised his arms and shouted loudly: "We don't agree to take Party Secretary Fan away. Party Secretary Fan is a good cadre!"

Under his leadership, those people also started shouting, and for a while, the shouts were deafening.

Jin Sheng, Li Yuanlang and others quickly got out of the car. Li Yuanlang looked around and saw that there were women, gray-haired old people, and even a dozen children in the crowd.

Obviously this is a group incident, an organized and premeditated group incident!

Shao Wanyou walked to the police car with a sullen face. Facing Fan Haicheng, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai with a sneer on his lips, he shouted angrily: "It must be your idea. Don't think we can't take you away!"

"Secretary Shao, do you see? This is public opinion. I, Fan Haicheng, am confident that I have done a lot of practical and good things for the people of Songshanling. The people's eyes are sharp, and they can clearly see who is a good official. We cannot just rely on some ulterior motives.

I, Fan Haicheng, have made a mistake with just one word. You said it was my idea, but you have wronged me greatly. I have been under your nose all the time. You know whether I did it or not. I, Fan Haicheng, can't do it behind your back.

."

How could Shao Wanyou not hear that there was something in Fan Haicheng's words? But he had no intention of refuting. Instead, he snorted and strode to the front of the police car. He waved his hands and shouted to the shouting crowd: "Folks, our town party committee just took Fan Haicheng back."

We will investigate, and when the matter is cleared up, we will definitely give everyone a satisfactory explanation. Please go back, it’s not good for everyone to gather here, so please go back.”

"No, we won't go back until Party Secretary Fan is released."

"Yes, we will definitely not agree to arrest Party Secretary Fan!"

"Zhishu Fan, we miss you."

The crowd was shouting and shouting again. Among the uneven shouts, Erbao screamed the loudest and jumped up and down. It was obvious that he was the initiator and leader of this group of people.

Mei Siping did not stand with Shao Wanyou, but gathered closely around Jin Sheng, Li Yuanlang and others. He picked up his cell phone in a hurry and babbled: "County magistrate, I will call Zhang Quanlong right now and ask him to send more police to protect you."

, and Huo Chengming, that bastard, why did he not even answer the phone? I think he, the village director of Songshanling, has done his job. The villagers are making trouble, and he has become a tortoise, and he doesn't even have a face.

Not exposed.”

Jin Sheng frowned slightly and said with a cold face: "Mei Siping, at this time you should stand by Shao Wanyou's side to help solve the problem, instead of nagging me some useless nonsense!"

Li Yuanlang also added on the side: "Mayor Mei, don't call Director Zhang. I'm worried that too many police manpower will be involved, which will be counterproductive and cause resentment among the people. If there is further conflict between the two parties, it will escalate the situation."

ization and severity.”

Mei Siping knew Li Yuanlang, just acquaintance. They were both department-level cadres, so there was no need to be too polite when speaking, so he squinted his eyes and asked with some disapproval: "Director Yi Li, how should we solve this matter?

"

This posed a difficult problem for Li Yuanlang. It was said that this was a territory under the jurisdiction of Gutong Town. As the mayor of Gutong Town, Mei Siping did not want to solve the problem by himself. Instead, he threw the problem on the head of the government office director. What kind of logic.

Just when Jin Sheng was about to have a seizure, Li Yuanlang gently put his arm on his arm and said confidently: "County Magistrate, how about I go and give it a try."

"Yuen Long, are you sure?" Jin Sheng was also worried for Li Yuanlang. The villagers all looked indignant and angry. They might not be accidentally injured or scolded by the villagers again. Their faces were full of shame, and it was rumored that

Going out also had an impact on Li Yuanlang's reputation.

"Don't worry, County Magistrate, I have confidence."

"Xiao Wang, you are also going to follow. Mei Siping, please contact the village director as soon as possible and ask him to bring the village committee members over for support."

After Jin Sheng finished speaking, everyone took their orders and dispersed. Xiao Wang followed Li Yuanlang closely with his briefcase under his arm. He was familiar with Li Yuanlang before, especially during this period. Li Yuanlang and his boss moved around frequently, and his impression of Li Yuanlang only stayed at

On the level of being on good terms with Jin Sheng, to put it harshly, it’s like following someone’s influence.

But today was really an eye-opener for him. He didn't expect that Li Yuanlang, who usually didn't look very outstanding, would actually show such high ability and high level.

Not only did he stand up at critical moments and bravely protect his boss' safety, he also used sharp and reasonable words to refute the eloquent Fan Haicheng, who was speechless and obediently bowed his head and admitted defeat.

It seems that the saying that people should not be judged by their appearance is aptly applied to Director Li.

Here, Shao Wanyou is still trying to persuade the villagers. His shouting has no effect at all. On the contrary, it arouses the emotions of the villagers. The more they shout, the more excited they are. Originally, they were still seven or eight meters away from the police car, but now they are less than one meter away.

There is a strong tendency to rush up and grab people.

Xiao Wang originally thought that Li Yuanlang would be like Shao Wanyou, and would even jump on the cover of the police car and raise his arms to shout.

As a result, when he saw Li Yuanlang, he walked directly to the villagers with a smile, picked an old man with a simple face, handed him a cigarette, and asked in an approachable manner: "Old man, how many acres of land do you have at home, and how is the harvest?"

When he did this, no one could understand it. Even Monk Zhang Er, who had been standing in front of Er Nao, was confused. What kind of ecstasy was being sold in this eloquent county cadre?

When the old man saw the brand of cigarette, he couldn't bear to smoke and put it between his ears. Li Yuanlang gave him another cigarette and also gave it to other people around him, showing no pretense.

The old man then lit his cigarette and said slowly: "Are you a county cadre? These days, I don't blame anyone if I tell the truth. I just tell the truth. There are many mountains here, and we can't allocate good land, so we can only farm the mountain land.

Crops must be weeded, and grasses and shrubs in mountainous areas are useful for maintaining soil and water. Such removal can easily cause soil erosion, and in severe cases can lead to landslides. Therefore, the harvest in mountainous areas will definitely be less than that in flat areas, so it will naturally make more money.

Not much."

"Then let me ask you, who allocated the good land, Fan Haicheng or you villagers?"

"Hahaha, you cadres are joking. How can we have that power? It's not all the village chiefs and party secretaries who have the final say. We are the elders." The old man laughed heartily, which also attracted several nearby villagers.

They all covered their mouths and snickered, thinking that the level of cadres in this county was really limited and they couldn't understand such a pediatric problem.

"Since it is the head of the village who is the party secretary and they have made the decision without authorization to give good land to others and allocate mountainous land to you for planting, why do you still speak for him and protect him with all your heart?" Li Yuanlang continued to ask.

At this time, a little boy next to the old man said innocently: "My grandpa said that as long as he comes to participate in the bus stop, each person will be given a hundred yuan. I was still playing with the children, so my grandpa brought me here."

He said that as soon as he got the money, he would cut the meat for me and eat it."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The old man slapped his grandson in the face.

Children's words are unbridled, but they are also true. Li Yuanlang had a plan in mind, returned to Shao Wanyou, nodded to him, and then asked everyone: "Fan Haicheng promised to give you one hundred yuan each, folks.

Did you receive it?"

"No." Someone in the crowd who was outspoken was the first to answer.

"Then did Fan Haicheng receive the money from your followers?" Li Yuanlang asked again.

"I have already followed. If you don't follow Fan, Party Secretary will not agree." Another person in the crowd interrupted.

"Think about it. Fan Haicheng gave you a hundred yuan after you took the money. He didn't pay a penny inside or outside. It's like giving you all your own money. Isn't that true?"

Ernuo noticed what Li Yuanlang was doing and hurriedly objected: "What you said is wrong. Courtesy should be reciprocated. Courtesy should be reciprocated. This is a debt of gratitude."

"Okay, this person said that courtesy should be reciprocated. I want to ask everyone, has Secretary Fan returned the gift to you?" Li Yuanlang looked around everyone, and he had already guessed it from everyone's expressions.

"It's really not true. When my old man passed away, Party Secretary Fan didn't show any courtesy."

"Isn't that right? When my son got married, he didn't pay a penny. After drinking the wedding wine, he even got a cigarette for free."

There are different opinions, and they all criticize Fan Haicheng.

Li Yuanlang struck while the iron was hot and settled accounts with the villagers. "If we take Fan Haicheng away, his son's marriage will naturally not be consummated. Your gift money will also be returned. You didn't spend a penny. Don't tell me. Wait until we finish processing.

Fan Haicheng, I will give you a good branch secretary and give you the flat land for planting. The harvest will be good, you will earn more money, and everyone will live a good life. Is this the truth? Do you still want to stop us from taking it away?

Fan Haicheng?"

Anyone with a clear head can calculate this account clearly, and no one is stupid. There was a commotion in the crowd instantly, and everyone was whispering and pointing.

At this moment, several groups of people came running from all directions, led by the old man, Chen Xiaomei and her mother.

Xiaomei's mother ran to the villagers crying and exemplified the benefits of Li Yuanlang and the others. She burst into tears, which was touching.

Li Yuanlang asked everyone to pat their consciences and ask themselves, if Fan Haicheng falls in love with Chen Xiaomei today, if he falls in love with your daughter tomorrow, if you have the same experience, will you still defend this rotten cadre who only cares about oppressing the common people?

Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading. Each of these more than a hundred villagers bowed their heads in embarrassment in front of the righteous villagers who arrived later. They only looked at the ground and did not dare to look at the other bright eyes.

In less than twenty minutes, the originally hostile crisis collapsed in an instant. Everyone dispersed to make way for the police car. When some people passed the police car, they looked at Fan Haicheng inside and couldn't help but spit on the ground.

He took a mouthful of phlegm.
Chapter completed!