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257 Mass Events

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In particular, the teachers in the four counties outside Zhouning City and the Hairao Development Zone have not had a salary increase for seven or eight years. Not to mention the salary increase for all teachers, even teachers’ professional titles have not been increased for seven or eight years.

There is no new salary.

Many teachers are angry, and their enthusiasm for teaching cannot be mobilized. Most teachers with experience and connections are looking for opportunities to go to the economically developed urban areas in Yizhou City or Liushui. The rest, except for some, rely on their

Those with conscience and professional ethics are quite conscientious in their work, while most of the others are casual and careless about their duties. Under such circumstances, it is very difficult to achieve results in education and teaching.

Dou Yifan knows this very well. As the leaders of Zhouning, he is well aware of this situation. However, it is not easy to change the current predicament. There are many departments involved and even more financial resources need to be used. The authorities do not want to

Dare to play this game easily, lest it get out of hand. The directors of the education bureaus and leaders in charge of education in various counties and districts in Zhouning are on pins and needles, not knowing what will explode in this powder keg under their buttocks.

Shi Dezheng's speech was not short. Xu Yiming, who was standing aside, did not have the courage to interrupt Shi Dezheng's speech, nor did he have the courage to disturb this group of teachers celebrating their own festival. Shi Dezheng's long manuscript was personally checked by Xu Yiming, and he did not dare

Writing the speech too short is to worry about giving the outside world a perfunctory impression. The rise to success 257

While Xu Yiming was walking back and forth in the conference room like an ant on a hot pot, Dou Yifan and Shen Xiaoxiao, who were waiting outside the conference room for some belated teacher representatives to sign and receive gifts, had already heard some noise outside the window.

Dou Yifan told Shen Xiaoxiao and walked quickly to the other side of the corridor.

Passed by. Looking out through the relatively clean glass windows of the city government, Dou Yifan's eyes were firmly attracted by the dense crowd at the door of the city government. Looking at the more and more people gathering downstairs,

Dou Yifan raised his eyebrows silently, already understanding where Xu Yiming's panic came from.

Today is Teachers’ Day, a holiday for the hard-working gardeners who care for the flowers of the motherland. The only ones who choose to sit in front of the city government on such a day are teachers who have not received a salary raise in seven or eight years. Some people say that the holiday is dedicated to

It is prepared for vulnerable groups. Children have Children's Day, women have Women's Day, teachers have Teachers' Day, and nurses have Nurses' Day. Basically, those who have special holidays are for vulnerable groups.

Even if the remarks have nothing to do with vulnerable groups, it is such a helpless move to choose such an extreme method as a sit-in in front of the city government to express their demands during a festival that should be celebrated.

While Dou Yifan was secretly feeling sorry for the people sitting in meditation downstairs, the Petition Office, which was located on the first floor of the municipal government office building, sent all its staff to the door to do ideological work. Municipal Government Secretary-General Xu Pengzhan

The figure soon appeared among the staff of the Petition Office. Dou Yifan silently looked at the excited crowd holding banners in the rain curtain, feeling very uncomfortable.

Dou Yifan subconsciously raised his feet and walked towards the elevator entrance. Until he came to the lobby on the first floor of the municipal government office building, Dou Yifan still didn't know what he wanted to do.

Looking at the noisy crowd below the more than 100 steps of the municipal government office building, Dou Yifan stood by the pillar for a while and then silently turned around and wanted to leave. But when he thought of the agreement between him and Du Jieqi,

Dou Yifan was too lazy to go up to the city government office on the third floor. He wanted to go back to his dormitory and stop by the mall to see what else Ling Yunbi could pass. He looked at the already blocked market.

At the gate of the "Government", Dou Yifan reluctantly walked to the underground parking lot. After wandering around the underground parking lot, Dou Yifan realized that it was a very stupid way for him to go to the underground parking lot. Even from underground

When walking out of the parking lot, you must pass the security booth at the entrance of the city government. To pass the security booth means passing through a group of excited people.

This idea seems extremely unwise now. Dou Yifan does not want to give these angry people the opportunity to be used as cannon fodder, so as not to accidentally hurt innocent people.

Sit-ins such as sit-ins cannot be started without a few leaders with strong incitement, and once they are started, it is not so easy to put out the flames. After two years in the city government, I have seen too many helpless things.

Dou Yifan is well aware of the subtleties of this kind of thing. Those who are pushed to the front are often the incited masses, and the leaders who incite these people have even more important figures behind them.

With no way to get out, Dou Yifan had no choice but to turn around and get on the elevator and appear again outside the Teacher's Day celebration venue. It was quiet outside the conference room, which could accommodate thousands of people, and the staff from the city government office who came to help were also walking around.

It’s eight, and even the small stall that signed autographs and handed out gifts was closed. Dou Yifan

When he was bored and wanted to walk downstairs to the city government office, Xu Yiming hurriedly led a livid-faced Shi Dezheng out of the conference room. As soon as he saw Shi Dezheng and Xu Yiming, Dou Yifan quickly stopped and went to

He leaned against the edge of the corridor to avoid accidentally blocking the way of the angry mayor.

Shi Dezheng stood where Dou Yifan stood just now, looking through the glass window at the dark crowd downstairs. He couldn't help but frown, and asked coldly to Xu Yiming who was standing behind him: "Where is Xu Pengzhan? Where is it?"

Gone? Where did everyone go at the critical moment?"

"Mayor, Secretary-General Xu may be here...I called him just now but he didn't answer. How about I go to the seventh floor to look for him first?" Xu Yiming replied in a low voice, looked back, and accidentally found a person who could replace him.

He went to the secretariat to find help.

Dou Yifan, who was standing not far from Shi Dezheng and Xu Yiming, clearly heard Shi Dezheng's questions and knew that Xu Pengzhan was among the crowd at the door, but he realized that he should not report at this time. On the contrary, this

It's time for him to slip away. He doesn't want to go

Such muddy water was flowing because he was unable to do anything for the agitated people downstairs. But just as he was about to move, he heard Xu Yiming calling his name. Dou Yifan had no choice but to bite the bullet.

He stepped forward and called out in a low voice: "Hello, Mayor Shi! Hello, Secretary-General Xu!"

"Xiao Dou, go to the seventh floor and see if Secretary-General Xu is here. If he is, ask him to come here immediately." Xu Yiming glanced at Shi Dezheng, who was still staring at the crowd downstairs, and whispered to Dou Yifan.
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