Seeing Lu Rui's insanity, He Jubao couldn't help but slap him on the back and shouted: "Xiao Lu, what are you thinking!"
Lu Rui had a cold war, and he turned around in a flash, staggered and almost fell to the ground. He turned to look at He Jubao's somewhat unhappy face, and he was as stupid as a chubby person. Nothing makes more sense than anything he heard.
He was surprised, and nothing more shocked Lu Rui than suddenly seeing heroes circulating on the Internet in later generations.
Wishing to give yourself two ears, Lu Rui tried hard to soothe his a little excited mood, stood up from the sofa and smiled bitterly at He Jubao, "Old Secretary, your words just now were so scary. Wasn't that gathering people to cause trouble?"
He Jubao snorted coldly, his expression on his face slightly relieved, and he said indifferently: "You little boy, why are you worried about so many things? I, the old man, took on the big things, in short, it's just one sentence,
We can’t let those foreigners take away the treasures from Qingyun Mountain!”
Lu Rui was stunned, and finally couldn't help curiosity for two lifetimes, and asked, "Why are you sure there is a treasure in it? Just based on the English sentence I translated?"
He Jubao's old face showed an old fox-like treacherous look. His scheming expression made Lu Rui suddenly feel that he seemed to be facing a scheming politician.
"Silly boy, do you know how long I have lived here?" Looking at Lu Rui's curious eyes, He Jubao said lightly, then reached out and gestured to his palm: "Fifty years, fifty years, in full fifty years,
I have never seen a foreigner in the past fifty years. Not to mention foreigners, if this nostalgic boy from Hejia Town was not considered to be Zhihua, even the cadres in the province and the city would not come normally.
of."
A long sigh was revealed, and a sad expression appeared on He Jubao's face, as if he was recalling, and as if he was sighing: "From my grandfather's generation, our Hejia Town is a poor place, poor mountains and rivers are terrible.
People. In Shun'an County, Hejia Town is a famous poor place. Even officials don't want to come here. I'm not afraid of you to joke about it. It's hard for men in Hejia Town to marry a wife. People think we are poor and
We have a bad reputation.”
After a look at Lu Rui who was slightly moved, the expression on He Jubao's face was a little dim, "In the past few years, you are the first cadre who has not turned around because of the unacceptable environment. No one else can stand the pain here and is stunned.
He left in a few days.”
Only then did Lu Rui understand why He Jubao said coldly when he first came, he thought he would be like his exes and would not be able to survive the hardships.
Carefully, he did not disturb the old man's memories. Lu Rui looked at his hair that was over fifty years old but was covered in frosty temples, and an indescribable respect surged in his heart.
In my memory of my previous life, there were posts circulating on the Internet that a grassroots cadre from G Province bravely sacrificed his life to protect important national mineral resources from illegally trading.
The reason why Lu Rui remembers this is because the resource is too precious, and the other is because it is very strange. The official statement is that the town party committee has developed a certain level of literature and development. Lu Rui doesn't need to think about it.
The trick inside, but unfortunately, time has passed too long, and the old memories in my brain have begun to become a little blurred, and even a few things that I still remembered some time ago, such as the time when the financial crisis broke out.
, I forgot at this time, and I couldn't even think about it.
It seems that the sequelae of rebirth are gradually revealed. In a few years, I am afraid that I can only vaguely remember some things in my previous life.
However, although Lu Rui could not remember the details of the matter in front of him, he remembered that it was on this day that the old secretary He Jubao was shot dead on the spot, opening the prelude to the sale of important national mineral resources later.
"Maybe, God arranged for me to come here after rebirth to save the life of this respectable and lovely old man." Lu Rui glanced at He Jubao, who was still recalling, and thought silently in his heart.
He Jubao looked at Lu Rui's confused eyes and couldn't help but smile: "Silly boy, think about it, we don't even want to come here, why do those foreigners insist on buying our mountain? They even put the Public Security Bureau on the ground.
The people are moving here, it would be strange if there is no such thing as this! Let's go and see what tricks these guys are playing!"
After saying that, he pulled Lu Rui out of the office gate. At the gate of the town government, hundreds of ordinary people who heard Ma Xiangdong summoning him to stand by.
"Friends, someone wants to steal the treasures of our Hejia Town. Do you agree?" He Jubao stood at the gate and shouted loudly.
It was obvious that his prestige was that someone replied: "No! Old Secretary, please speak, we will deal with him!"
"Yes! Yes! Listen to the old secretary."
"Go, get those guys..."
The excitement of the crowd made Lu Rui smile bitterly in his heart. It would be strange if he went there like this, no matter what happened.
He still vaguely remembered that it was probably under this situation that someone fired the gun.
However, at this time, he was unable to stop the excited crowd and the powerful He Jubao, so he had to follow the crowd toward Qingyun Mountain.
Qingyun Mountain is not far from Hejia Town, which is an inconspicuous member of the many mountains here. Along the way, from He Jubao, he knew that no one lived in Qingyun Mountain, but there was a village at the foot of the mountain.
The mountain roads of more than ten miles are not far from the town. For these farmers who measure the land with their feet all year round, it is just a few more steps.
Walking on the rugged mountain road, Lu Rui's heart was full of twists and turns. He couldn't think of any way to stop the conflict, and he had a rough idea of what those came for. Listen early.
It seems that it is true that many mountains and treasures are there. If these foreigners had not met their reborn self, they would have really made a lot of money in this matter like they did in their previous lives.
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"Secretary, after we arrive later, we must act carefully." Lu Rui finally couldn't help but speak to He Jubao who was walking in front of him.
He Jubao was stunned and said with a little dissatisfaction on his face: "You young, why are you younger than me? If you are afraid, you will not let you get into this muddy water."
Lu Rui shook his head helplessly. This old man is really old and strong, and his hot temperament is not discounted at all.
After looking at the excited crowd behind, Lu Rui whispered: "Old Secretary, after all, there are so many people in the county bureau. If something really happens, it doesn't matter to you or me. At worst, I will be willing to sacrifice myself.
We won’t let those Japanese take our treasures. But if someone is injured, then…”
He found out that the old man's temper was weak but not hard, and he didn't care about his life, death, honor and disgrace, but he really loved these ordinary people.
Sure enough, when Lu Rui said this, there was a change in He Jubao's face. He naturally understood that Lu Rui's words made sense. He was old and an official, so he was not afraid of anything big, but these people behind him were all
He is a commoner and still has to live here. If something happens, how can I explain it to my fellow villagers?
After hesitating for a moment, He Jubao whispered to Lu Rui: "Xiao Lu, you are smart, give me a solution. How can we deal with those foreigners and those from the county bureau in a while... If it works, I will listen to you.
”
Lu Rui smiled, lay in He Jubao's ear and whispered, and finally said, "Secretary, don't worry, we don't need to conflict with them. Just drag it to Secretary Cheng of the Municipal Party Committee to come forward. With Secretary Cheng here, let alone the county bureau.
Even if the county party secretary comes, he still has to be honest."
He Jubao's eyes lit up, and he looked at Lu Rui with a look of admiration, and smiled and said, "It's still people who have studied have many ideas. Tsk, it's really sinister."
Lu Rui smiled bitterly and thought to himself, are you praising or harming others?
After pausing, he said to He Jubao again: "You must remember it. You must suppress the fire. No matter how those grandchildren are proud, we just have one word - drag!"
Secretary He glared at Lu Rui and said, "Am I the kind of person who doesn't obey commands? Don't worry, we can't do anything else. Isn't it easy to be a scoundrel?"
While speaking, you can already see the outline of Qingyun Mountain. Just as Ma Xiangdong said, you can see from a distance that a large group of people confronted there, vaguely.
Several police cars were parked there.
"He Guocheng, He Guoli, are you two still government officials? Do you dare to gather together to cause trouble?" A middle-aged policeman who is about forty years old and has a long big face and has a fierce light in his eyes from time to time stood opposite the crowd.
, shouted loudly. Behind him were several foreigners and a group of police officers wearing police uniforms.
He Guocheng didn't say anything. He Guoli, who was standing beside him, glanced at the policeman and said coldly: "Director Mo, don't tell me those big truths. I, a woman who graduated from junior high school, don't understand what you are attracting investment. I
I know one thing, this mountain is the mountain of our Hejia Town people. Why did your county government sell it to foreigners if you open your mouth? Also, the director of the county bureau came here to support them in person, and what was the singing of it?
?”
Mo Zhenhai was speechless for a moment. He could not say that these people were introduced by Secretary Bi of the county party committee, and that he also gave him 50,000 US dollars. These things are things that cannot be put on the table. How can Mo Zhenhai say that