When Xiang Weimin returned to Qingfengshan County, it was already dark, so he did not alert the secretary. He returned to the county party committee dormitory, boiled water and made a bucket of instant noodles, and stuffed his stomach haphazardly. He thought of his old mother who was being treated in Shanghai for a short period of time.
Thinking of Nisshang Miyamoto's mocking demeanor, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and even had a strong emotion of world-weariness.
There is an exquisite box on the desk, which is a gift "given" to him by Miyamoto. The "little yellow croaker" once contained in the gift box and a shining gold bar have been cashed in and remitted to the special account of his mother who is undergoing treatment in Shanghai.
, paid back the arrears of medical expenses, and hired a full-time nanny to care for her seriously ill old mother.
The old mother's disease is late-stage liver cancer and Alzheimer's disease, which is basically incurable. Even the doctor recommended that she be discharged from the hospital and go home to wait for death. She is just unwilling to serve the people. The old mother is a middle-aged widow and raised him by peeing and pooping.
Even though he was old, he relied on scavenging to support him in college...
One thing after another, the more Xiang Weimin thinks about it, the more uncomfortable he feels. He went to college with the money his mother scavenged, and he is considered a knowledgeable, cultured and educated person. He understands the principle of filial piety. He also knows that in order to raise money for
Due to the high medical expenses for his mother's treatment, his relationship with the Japanese businessman Miyamoto has become deeper and deeper, and there is no turning back.
Xiang Weimin was so worried that he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. He simply got out of bed and wrote a letter to the organization under the desk lamp. In words full of piety and repentance, he expressed that he had failed the organization's cultivation and was sorry for the people of Qingfengshan County.
In the letter, he listed the list of gifts he had accepted from Miyamoto. Xiang Weimin believed that he had accepted bribes and should be punished by party discipline and state laws. He also expressed his inability to repay the bribes, but did not explain the purpose of the bribes. He did not want people to know.
He was forced to embark on the road of corruption for the sake of his mother who was seriously ill and was about to die.
The letter of confession spans more than ten pages, and at the end of the letter is a concluding sentence of repentance, which strongly expresses the feeling of being an official: "If you don't make decisions for the people when you are an official, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes."
In the entire confession letter, Xiang Weimin confessed everything except concealing that his old mother was seriously ill and that he had accepted Miyamoto's sexual bribes at the Pacific Hotel. Of course, Xiang Weimin will also be in charge of Qingfengshan County.
During this period, he also listed several great things that he had done for the people, that is, political achievements. He wanted the organization to fully see a true vision of serving the people.
After writing the letter to Weimin, I lay down on my desk and fell asleep. I woke up in the morning and saw the birds singing constantly in the woods in the compound.
After a simple wash, Xiang Weimin folded the confession letter and locked it in the desk drawer. At this moment, his heart felt relaxed. He had planned to do his best within the scope of his authority to help Miyamoto win the Tujia Mountain tourism project, and then go to Shanghai to accompany his old man for the last time.
My mother left and returned to Qingfengshan County to surrender to the Commission for Discipline Inspection.
When people let go of some things, they will feel calm. Accept money from others and help others to eliminate disasters. Although Xiang Weimin has written a letter of confession, he cannot be a broken promise person. He still has to do some violations for Miyamoto.
Even if you violate discipline, you should do what you should do for yourself in order to gain some psychological comfort.
Xiang Weimin had breakfast in the canteen of the county party committee and returned to the office early. The secretary had not yet arrived for work. He boiled water and made tea. He tidied up the desk and cleaned the room. Although the office windows were bright and clean, it was spotless.
I haven't been back to the county for several days. There are more than 20 documents and materials that need to be reviewed and issued by Xiang Weimin piled on his desk. Xiang Weimin reads them carefully one by one and signs his comments. I feel very happy.
Sadly, if he can still serve as county magistrate for a few more years, he will definitely lead the people of Qingfengshan County out of poverty and become rich, and remove the label of a national-level poverty-stricken county.
Last year, under the pressure of the "Eight Regulations", Xiang Weimin took investment promotion, agriculture, tourism, bank financing and other departments to several coastal provinces for more than a month of official inspections, and has initially formed a set of policies that suit local characteristics.
The plan framework for accelerating the economic development of Qingfengshan County according to local conditions, and the plan to develop the economy of Qingfengshan County was locked with his confession.
If the plan to develop the economy of Qingfengshan County can be implemented, and if he can serve as the head of Qingfengshan County for a few more years, Xiang Weimin will have the confidence to remove the poverty label in the county in one fell swoop and make due contributions to the country and the people. But now
Whether he has contributed, whether he has done something, whether he has done something or not, all these seem to have nothing to do with him. Xiang Weimin can foresee his fate, and he will spend the rest of his life behind a high, cold wall.
"Mom, loyalty and filial piety cannot have both ends." After Xiang Weimin finished processing and reviewing the documents at hand, he once again thought of his mother who was far away in Shanghai and her time was running out. He sighed deeply and realized that he had to do something quickly to save the day.
The special relationship between Shang Gongben and Shang Gongben will be exposed sooner or later. It is like a time bomb that will explode at the right time. If something is not done, it may be too late.
Xiang Weimin stood in front of the window and stared at the tall green pines in the county party committee compound. He took out half a pack of hard Chinese. He stood there for a long time, feeling so calm that he felt cold. Then he returned to his seat and picked up a small book.
He walked out of the office with the teacup in hand, went up the next floor and walked straight to the office of County Party Secretary Mo Yunzhi.
"Xiang County Magistrate." The office opposite the county party committee secretary is the secretarial department. When a secretary saw Xiang Weimin coming, he quickly greeted him and told him that the county party committee secretary was receiving an out-of-town businessman. The secretary said he would immediately report to the secretary.
"No hurry, I'll wait." Xiang Weimin waved his hand to the secretary and waited for more than ten minutes.
After the merchants left, the secretary of the county party committee immediately reported to Secretary Mo. Xiang Weimin followed closely into Mo Yunzhi's office. Before he could sit down, he got straight to the point: "Secretary Mo, I have a few things to report to the secretary."
Mo Yunzhi was a little surprised when he saw Xiang Weimin coming, but quickly calmed down, made a gesture of getting up to greet him, sat back on his chair, and put on a smile: "County Magistrate Xiang, why are you here in person?
What else are you reporting? If you have anything to do, just tell the secretary."
After a few polite words from the secretary and county magistrate, he expressed his intention to Weimin: "Secretary Mo, I want to add two more topics to the Standing Committee meeting this afternoon, and I came here to ask for instructions from the secretary."
Xiang Weimin's voice was very low, and his tone of voice was rare for discussing with Mo Yunzhi. Mo Yunzhi still couldn't get used to it, and he didn't know what kind of medicine Xiang Weimin was selling in his gourd.
Since Xiang Weimin changed his usual attitude in front of him and assumed a low profile, Mo Yunzhi naturally could not be arrogant and lowered his voice and whispered: "Xiang County Magistrate, what are the two issues? Let's talk about it."
"Okay." Xiang Weimin made a promise, calmed down his emotions for a while, and said bluntly, "Secretary Mo, I suggest adding two topics. One is whether the bidding unit for the Tujia Mountain Tourism Project can be approved by the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee based on the current situation.
The actual situation of the several units that applied, and specifically which one won the bid; the second is to discuss personnel issues."
The two issues raised by Xiang Weimin were both difficult for Mo Yunzhi to accept. It was illegal to engage in secret operations at the Standing Committee to designate which company would win the bid, and the county's personnel transfer was not something Xiang Weimin should be concerned about.
Since Xiang Weimin proposed it, Mo Yunzhi did not reject it. He was shocked and asked directly: "Xiang County Magistrate, which company do you want to determine to win the bid? Who do you want to promote?"