() Xiang Tianliang thought he was self-righteous and used the analogy of a mouse stealing oil. After going to work the next day, he proudly told his secretary Ding Wentong to listen.

Ding Wentong laughed loudly after listening to it.

"What does it mean, I said it wrong again." Xiang Tianliang stared at Ding Wentong with his eyes,

He smiled and Ding Wentong asked carefully, "I said to your leader, your Chinese teacher...is he really a Chinese teacher?"

"You..." Xiang Tianliang almost got angry, "Ding Wentong, do you know that the teacher who slanders the leader is slandering the leader."

"I know, I know."

"Don't you know the guilt."

"Know the guilt, know the guilt."

"If you are punished, it is not punished."

"Punishment, punishment."

Xiang Tianliang said with a face, "Since I accept the punishment, let me explain to you what it means to steal oil by a mouse."

Ding Wentong asked with a smile, "Dare you ask the leader, what do you mean by rat stealing oil?"

"Well... what I mean, there are two main meanings. One is the Go term. In Go, rat steals oil, also known as rat steals oil, which is one of the basic shapes of life and death. It is named because the chess is like a little mouse. At the same time, rat steals oil is a sharp killing, that is, using the opponent's chess piece to tighten its energy, penetrates into the enemy's formation, and breaks it bit by bit, causing the opponent's chess piece to fail, and cannot make two eyes and become dead chess. The second is my understanding, what I mean, this... is to learn from rats, with a small body and a big ambition, and if you can't steal the big one, you will steal the small one, accumulate little into many, and accumulate sand into piles. What you do at one time can't do ten times..."

Ding Wentong smiled gently, "Leader is a leader, good at integrating and creating a book of ten thousand words."

Xiang Tianliang said annoyedly: "I'm spitting you, you boy, your swearing skills are getting more and more yin. Tell me quickly, tell me quickly, do you know what a mouse steals oil."

"I know the story of rats stealing oil. It says that a group of mice entered a rich man's house and found a large oil cylinder, but only one-third of the oil in the cylinder was left. There is still a high distance from the mouth of the cylinder to the oil layer. How can we drink oil? The mice began to think hard. After a long time, a mouse suddenly said in surprise, "Well, we bit each other's tails and hanged it down like this. The first one who drank the oil climbed up, went to the top to bite the tail, and then the second one was from the first to bite the tail, and then the first one to drink the oil climbed up, and then bite the tail, and then the second one was from the top.

Two drinks, the second one, and then went to the top, bit the tail of the mouse in front, and took turns drinking... But who was the first to go down to drink oil? Everyone decided to vote, and each mouse voted for himself. Finally, after negotiation, they lined up according to age, and the oldest mouse went down to drink first. At the beginning, everything went smoothly, but later, some mice felt that the mouse in front was drinking too much, so that the mouse behind them

Waiting for too long, but because except for the mouse at the bottom that was drinking oil, everyone bit each other's tails, no one dared to speak. When it was the last mouse's turn to drink oil, the youngest mouse had to let go. Instead, it began to complain that the mouse in front of it had drunk too much and too long, and that the system of drinking oil had to be discussed is too questionable, especially the mouse in front of it was only one day older than it, but it could

The strength is far worse than myself, why should I let it drink first? The mouse is getting more and more excited and the more it is talking, the more ugly it is. The mouse above is hanging so many mice below, and it is already very difficult. Seeing that the young mouse does not hurry to drink oil and is only concerned about complaining, I feel more and more angry. The mouse at the top can finally not stand it, and yells, bastard, shut up quickly,... As a result, the mouse at the top has just let go of the mouth, and the mouse at the bottom has all rumbling and all fell into the oil tank."

After hearing this, Xiang Tianliang smiled slightly, "Wentong, I thank you, you taught me a lesson."

"Leader, I'm sorry." Ding Wentong said with a smile,

"But." Xiang Tianliang said, "Wentong, I want to remind you that you often write small articles in newspapers. I support this very much. You are famous and there is a light on my face. But, but, less satirical and political commentary articles, just like the story you just told, it is a phenomenon of satirical seniority. There is no problem with private discussions. If you publish it in the newspaper, you will not talk about politics anymore."

Ding Wentong's face turned aside, "Thank you for your teachings, I remember it."

Xiang Tianliang smiled, "I'm just talking, you're so nervous." He walked from the sofa to the desk and sat on the boss's chair, "Wentong, have you done what I asked you to do?"

He walked over and placed a stack of information on his hand on his desk. Ding Wen Channel said: "This is all the geological information about our Binhai County that I can find from the county library, county archives and county geological bureau. Some of them are military geological information I found from the county armed forces."

"Let me go, I'll watch slowly." Xiang Tianliang asked, "Is there any gold, silver and copper underground in our Binhai County?"

"No, there is no water below the ground except stones."

"Don't you even have coal?"

"I'm sorry, there is no, there is coal in Nanhe County, but we don't."

"So, what about the topographic overview of the junction of the three counties and districts."

Ding Wentong said, "The border area of ​​the three counties and districts refers to the barren mountains and wastelands in the three counties and districts. The total area is about 1,000 square kilometers, 80% of it is mountainous land, and 10% is sea scattered. Among them, the northern city area accounts for 230 square kilometers, Nanhe County has 250 square kilometers, and our Binhai County has more than 510 square kilometers. This border area of ​​the three counties and districts used to be military land, without a single settlement. After the army withdrew, it became barren mountains and wasteland. According to the analysis of the geological data stored by the military in the county armed forces department, there is no economic value for the entire underground area of ​​the three counties and districts."

While nodding, he said to himself to Tianliang, "Damn, I'm getting less and less understanding of this. There is nothing in this place, the transportation is inconvenient, the resources are poor, and there is no ghost, so how can it be valued by the country?"

"Leader, you can't say that." Ding Wen Channel,

"Oh, what are your opinions?" Xiang Tianliang raised his feet to the desk and lit a cigarette.

Ding Wentong walked to the wall and pointed to the Dongjiang Provincial Political District on the wall and said, "Leader, please see, in the entire Dongjiang Province, our Qinghe City is located at the easternmost point, embedded in the sea like a fan. Our Binhai County is the top of this fan, a small peninsula that extends into the depths of the sea. It can be said that our Binhai County's strategic and military status is very important. The railway from the provincial capital to Qinghe was built in the 1950s because our Binhai County is a military fortress and a coastal defense front."

Xiang Tianliang smiled and said, "Wentong, now we are talking about economic value. Do you want to talk less about strategic and military status."
Chapter completed!