Zhu Junhui nodded and asked Cui Changzheng to walk outside the house. Zhu Junhui was stunned when he reached the door. The originally quiet mountain village was suddenly full of people, everywhere, on the walls, on the roofs, and on the streets of the courtyard.

"Hurry, call the secretary. Go quickly."

Cui Changzheng agreed and turned back to the room. Zheng Shuqiang talked to Grandma Liu and chatted about family matters. He heard that everyone came out together in this situation.

"Hello, fellow villagers, I am Zheng Shuqiang, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, and Mayor Zhu Junhui of the Municipal Government. Let's take a look at everyone. I heard that everyone's life is not comfortable now, and there are still many problems that have not been solved. We are here today to listen to your opinions and accept your criticism. Long March, have you called the village chief here? Organize it. As long as there are any problems and those who want to respond to the situation, let's discuss together. Let's listen to the people's voices and feel the public's opinions."

The villagers who were talking about it immediately settled down. They saw their village chief leading a group of people with a broom, and were trotting all the way from the street.[

"I'm late, I'm late, Mayor Cui, is this?"

"Oh, I said Li Guoan, where did you go in the early morning? I made so many calls but couldn't find you. Wait. This is Secretary Zheng Shuqiang, the Municipal Party Committee of our Hy City, and this is Mayor Zhu Junhui. Come over quickly, the secretary has something to ask you."

Li Guoan quickly handed the broom in his hand to the person beside him, walked forward quickly, and applied his hands hard on his clothes.

When Zheng Shuqiang saw Li Guoan wiping his hands, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Li Guoan's hands and held them tightly.

"You are the village chief, okay, don't apply, don't apply. Are you doing this early in the morning?"

Li Guoan was nervous and excited. This was the secretary of the municipal party committee shook hands with him. He looked around and found a handsome daughter taking pictures, so he opened his mouth and smiled. Haha, I wrote it down, and I remembered that my life was not in vain.

"Secretary, you see this cold weather. Let's go into the house to talk. I don't know you are coming. I am very excited. Is this winter idle? Yesterday we organized party members, cadres and comrades to clean up the children's roads to school, for fear of falling to the children, and the mountain roads will be difficult to walk. Thank you for your hard work. I will organize people immediately to sweep out the roads. I am idle when I am idle, and I will be lazy if I don't do some work."

After saying that, he pulled the secretary into the house.

"Oh, no, are you talking here? Look, the masses are all there, can we be afraid of the cold? OK, okay, you are a good cadre, and you are all thinking about the masses. It is our pride to have comrades like you at the grassroots level."

"Secretary, mayor, our village chief led us to get rich in technology, grow herbs, and sell mountain goods. We have made a lot of money this year."

"Yes, don't look at us as a mountain village, but Guoan has a brain. We cooperate with the city's drug acquisition station and have a contract."

"Speak nonsense, no rules, shut up."

Li Guoan looked back at the crowd, glared at him, and turned around and smiled.

"Secretary, mayor, look, the people are like this, you forgive me."

Zhu Junhui laughed loudly.

"Guoan, it's great. He is smart and motivated. How can he not let everyone talk? Isn't this good? We just need to listen to the voices of the masses and know their ideas. Let's talk about it, what do you say? I think your village chief is very domineering? If this is not good, what are his problems? You also talk to us and we criticize him. How can this be done?"

Everyone was talking about it, and it was broken and the village chief was buried. What should I do?

"Old Master Jin, go up and talk. You are the old branch secretary, and we can't speak."

Mr. Jin, who was almost in his eighties, walked up to Mayor Zhu with everyone.[

"Are you the mayor? You are our former county magistrate. Cough. Alas. It's a new society. Call it the mayor."

"Haha, old man, you are right. Here we, Secretary Zheng, are the biggest, you are in good health."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your concern. Secretary, I have met many high-ranking officials. Back then, we were old bases and a well-known revolutionary holy land in Jiaodong. I saw this national security growing up. This child is smart and full of life. Now, we all benefited from him. The villagers can sell this medicinal materials for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a year. But the staff is small, so the children go out to work, but the boss in the city is so dark that they can't get their wages after finishing their work. Can you manage it? That's the work done in Y City, and it's the region."

Zheng Shuqiang laughed loudly. He felt the simplicity of the people and the enthusiasm of the people. There is no false statement here, but all of them are honest with the people in the mountains.

"Comrades, don't worry, I know your affairs. Look at who knows this young man beside me. Take a closer look. He can solve your problem. He is a cadre of our city y and the secretary-general of our city government."

Wang Hao rubbed his hands and quickly walked to Mr. Jin. He held Mr. Jin's hands tightly

"Old Master Jin, do you still remember me? I am Wang Hao and Wang Chengen's grandson. I'll come back to see you. When I was a child, I stole the peaches from behind your house. When you saw it, you crawled into the mountains and caught me. Do you still remember? Otherwise I would be lost."

Old Master Jin squinted his eyes and nodded.

"You are the eldest grandson of Cheng'en's family? That monkey? You kid, do you remember to come back. Didn't you go to school outside? Cheng'en is our old hero. You have become an official and become a secretary? Leader! OK, good, promising, promising. Just lead the chief. I remember that the Chief Liu of the Eighth Route Army had a secretary. The secretary is good. The secretary is even more powerful. You must serve the people well and don't taint your grandfather's reputation."

Grandpa Old Jin looked up at Wang Hao and touched Wang Hao's face with his dry hands. Wang Hao was already in tears. Grandpa Old Jin shook his head when he thought of the child's life experience.

"Secretary, this is the descendant of the famous family. His grandfather and his father are all generals. I saw it. I think it was the car that our capital leaders could only get on. His father came back once and died, hey. I didn't expect that such a big cadre, with guards, would go to the battlefield in person, and the golden beans on his shoulders were worn by the Chairman himself. Do you know?"

The words of "coaxing" Mr. Jin were like a thunder exploded above Zheng Shuqiang and Zhu Junhui's heads. Is this true? The chairman personally awarded the title, and he was also a major general, but there was no record of Hy City. Such a large cadre is equivalent to a ministerial leader. I said that this kid's promotion speed is like a rocket. It turns out that he is a descendant of the general.

"Old Master Jin, are you saying true?"

"Why isn't it? I'm so old, can you still say fake? You don't believe it, let's go, Wang Hao, no, Niu Ben, go buy some incense paper, today our whole village will go to worship our old hero. How about it, will the secretary and mayor go?"
Chapter completed!