Chapter Thirty-Two The Fight Begins in the Mayor's Office
"Mayor Cao, the public security, prosecution and law have always been integrated. Do you think it would be better not to separate them?"
After thinking for a long time, Gu Mingjun suppressed his anger and made a tactful suggestion to Cao Ying.
He didn't even bluntly tell Cao Ying not to take charge of the Public Security Bureau. He just said that it would be inconvenient to split it up, which was to remind her that Mayor Cao should not touch someone's cheese.
"Oh? What Mayor Gu means is that I'd better take charge of the public security and judicial affairs as well?"
Cao Ying said coldly with a pretty face.
"Mayor Cao!"
Gu Mingjun suddenly stood up, his face flushed!
"Mayor Gu, why are you so loud? I can hear you!"
Cao Ying was not surprised and sat steadily.
Seeing that the two were having a heated argument, Hu Yaohua's voice came from the door again, "I told you, you can come in, the mayor is waiting for guests."
The voice was full of emotion, showing great impatience.
The clinker, another louder tenor voice came, "I don't care what guests the mayor is meeting, they are not as important as my business, get out of the way, I want to see the mayor!"
Before the tenor finished, a strong man rushed through the door and walked straight in front of Mayor Huang. Regardless of the crowd of people in the venue, he went straight to the point and said, "Mayor Huang, I'm sorry. I know you are visiting a guest. I'm sorry to bother you."
Let me introduce, my name is Chen Mingyuan, and I am Chen Mingyuan, deputy director of Dejiang City Planning and Economic Commission. I am here to ask Mayor Huang whether the municipal government still supports the work of the Planning Commission, and whether the work of the Planning Commission should not be done in the future.
Keep going!"
Chen Mingyuan's voice was so loud that he almost shouted. His face was livid, and it was obvious that his brain was about to be burned out by anger.
"Deputy Director of the Planning Commission, head of the most important department!"
At the first moment, Huang Siwen determined Chen Mingyuan's weight in his mind.
Nowadays, many important departments in Dejiang have collapsed one after another with the downfall of Kong Fangao. After all, Kong Fangao has been running Dejiang for more than ten years. Once it collapses, the implication will be extreme.
The director of the Planning Committee is already vacant. At this moment, Deputy Director Chen has come to report the problem, which shows that this person is in charge of the current Planning Committee.
The weight of the Planning Commission. The authority of the Director of the Planning Commission is not weaker than that of the Deputy Mayor. However, due to historical evolution, the Director of the Planning Commission does not concurrently serve as the Deputy Mayor. If left to the central government, the No. 1 Deputy Chief of the Planning Commission would concurrently serve as the Vice President of the Bureau.
Therefore, Huang Siwen was still happy about Chen Mingyuan's arrival. Although the way of arrival was a bit strange, Huang Siwen didn't mind playing a polite and virtuous corporal to win people's hearts.
"It's Comrade Mingyuan, hello, hello!"
With that said, Huang Siwen took the initiative to reach out to Chen Mingyuan and asked, what happened? Look at your sweating. Speak slowly, speak slowly, the sky will not fall!"
Chen Mingyuan let go of Huang Siwen's big hand, his face began to become congested again, and he said loudly, "Mayor Huang, do you know how much money is left in the Planning Committee's finances now? Let me tell you, there are still three cents, which is not even enough to buy a pencil.
I would also like to remind you that this situation has been going on in the Planning Commission not for a day or two, but for half a month. Now the Planning Commission does not even have the money to buy office paper. Do we want the Planning Commission to be paralyzed...
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The Planning Commission is a powerful department, but it is so poor that it doesn’t even have money to buy office paper. Isn’t this a joke?
"Oh, that's it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's our negligence. I'll call the Finance Bureau right away. You can just make up a report to me later."
Huang Siwen patted Chen Mingyuan on the shoulder with a smile on his face.
In his opinion, it must be due to the turmoil in Dejiang during the first half of the month and the collapse of government departments, which caused some malfunctions in the government center. As a result, the planning committee failed to make good arrangements and left the Planning Commission empty.
Chen Mingyuan said, "Thank you, Mayor Huang, then you can call me now, I'll wait here!"
It seemed that he didn't believe that Huang Siwen could accomplish such a small thing.
"Okay, okay, you Comrade Mingyuan, are you trying to play tricks on me?"
While talking, Huang Siwen rang the phone number in the Office of the Director of the Finance Bureau.
The call lasted for a long time, but no one answered it. Huang Siwen put down the phone and wanted to scold the director of the Finance Bureau, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't even know who the No. 1 of the Dejiang Finance Bureau was, so he had to say to Gu Mingjun
, "Mayor Mingjun, the Finance Bureau and the Planning Commission will entrust it to you first. You can coordinate this matter and we will definitely solve it for Comrade Mingyuan today."
"No problem, I'll solve it right away."
Gu Mingjun happily accepted the order.
"Mayor Huang, I'm waiting in your office. I can't go back without the money!"
Surprisingly, Chen Mingyuan was so determined.
Huang Siwen immediately darkened his face because of his lack of presence, and was about to scold him. Suddenly, there was another movement outside the door, and this time the movement was much louder than when Chen Mingyuan arrived just now. There was actually a shout.
Curses.
This is the municipal party committee compound, in front of the mayor's office, who is so bold!
After a while, two middle-aged men in their fifties, led by Hu Yaohua with slanted eyebrows, dragged each other into Huang Siwen's office.
The man on the left has a thick build, and his head has a Mediterranean pattern. His Lenin short-sleeves were torn to pieces, and most of the fat breasts on his chest are leaking out.
The man on the right is tall and wearing a police uniform. He was originally heroic and majestic, but he was also torn out of shape and hung on his body.
The two of them glared at each other angrily. As they entered the door, they kept pushing and arguing.
"Enough!"
Huang Siwen shouted angrily to stop the chaos.
He was really puzzled, this Dejiang area is not in the middle of Sichuan. How could these weird officials be eliminated?
The deputy director of the current Planning Commission is as arrogant as a provincial governor. Some cadres dare to come to the mayor's office to fight at will. Is this outrageous?
"Mayor Huang, I am the deputy director of the Finance Bureau, Mr. Zhan. You either have to fuck me, or you can quickly send a director to preside over the work of the Finance Bureau. I really can't do this as an acting director!"
Without waiting for Huang Siwen to scold him, the Mediterranean Sea on the left shouted out first, and his voice was filled with grief and anger.
As soon as General Zhan finished his conversation, Chen Mingyuan squeezed forward first, grabbed him by the collar and scolded him, "Well, you fat Zhan, you are reasonable now, tell me for yourself, how many times have I gone to the Finance Bureau?
My son is already walking fine, you can give me half a cent of approval, I mgbd, my planning committee can hardly even work!"
"Look, look, the guy surnamed Zhan said, do you want to keep the money from the Finance Bureau, or do you want to get it all? The Public Security Bureau's cars don't even have the gas money. You want the brothers to do it in the future?"
You have to rely on two legs to chase the murderer. Today, if you don’t come up with money, no one will get past you!"
The policeman on the right followed suit.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Jiangjiang was also filled with anger. The two words between the two were like two barrels of gasoline pouring on Zhan Jiangjiang's pile of dry firewood, which was no longer slow to spark. Suddenly, a fire broke out in the sky.
In an instant, the three people used the mayor's office as a battlefield and began to quarrel.
With a loud bang, Huang Siwen kicked over the coffee table, and four or five tea cups fell to pieces.
Suddenly, the venue was completely quiet!
"It's noisy! It's a quarrel after another! This thing is really like my office, it's like a grocery store. The director of the planning committee, the director of finance, and the director of public security are all quarreling like a pot of porridge. How can it be inappropriate..."
From the quarrel between the three, Huang Siwen already knew the identity of the policeman, Cai Guoqing, director of the Dejiang City Public Security Bureau.
At this moment, Huang Siwen was furious. The power of the mayor and the halo of being the former secretary of the provincial party committee immediately shocked the entire audience.
"Director Zhan, what's going on? Why don't you solve the financial difficulties of the Planning Commission and the Public Security Bureau? How did you become the director!"
The root of the problem seemed to lie with General Zhan, and Huang Siwen immediately targeted him.
In his opinion, the Planning Commission and the Public Security Bureau are both core units of the city. They are facing financial difficulties, so the Finance Director is unqualified.
"Mayor Huang, you are right. I am really not a good director. I am afraid there is no municipal finance bureau in the country with only thirty-six and eighty yuan in its account..."
The account will be earth-shattering.
Before he could finish his words, he was cut off by an exclamation.
"What, how is that possible!"
“Dejiang is an important economic town!”
"Where did the money go?"
"By occupying the general, you are harming the country!"
Huang Siwen, Gu Mingjun, Ma Li, Cao Ying, and the four major mayors all shouted out.
Huang Siwen grabbed General Zhan and yelled at the top of his voice, "It's money, where did it go? Dejiang is such a big city, an important economic town. You tell me the Finance Bureau only has thirty-six and eight yuan. Do you have any brains!"
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Faced with Huang Siwen's roar, Zhan Jiangjiang suddenly calmed down and spread his hands, "Mayor Huang, since you don't believe me, ask the Discipline Inspection Commission to investigate me to see if I have embezzled public funds from the bureau. Before investigating me,
You take a look at Dejiang's account first, I've brought it all."
While talking, Huang Siwen opened his briefcase, took out an account book, and placed it in front of Huang Siwen.
Without saying a word, Huang Siwen took the account book and browsed it carefully.
There are no details in the books, they are all summarized and can be distinguished at a glance.
After adding up the income and expenses in detail, and making a rough estimate, Huang Siwen knew that Zhan would be true to his words.
But he still didn't understand how such a big man Dejiang could only have thirty-six and eighty yuan left in his account.
Seeing that Huang Siwen's eyes were red and he was holding the account book and was about to bleed, Zhan Jiangjiang said quietly, "Mayor Huang, I know your doubts. Maybe you think that Dejiangdu has been restructured and its finances must be abundant, but in fact
, In the past two years, our Dejiang has barely maintained a balance of revenue and expenditure every year..."
"Balance, is this balance? It's only been a few months and the account is already in such a deficit. You, you, you..."
Huang Siwen was so suffocated that his chest was about to explode.
Regions, finances and taxes are summarized at the end of each year. That is to say, at the beginning of the year, the year's finances and taxes are all collected to meet the annual expenses. But now, it is only June, and the year is only half-way. In addition to the autumn harvest, we can still collect some
, Dejiang will not have any income throughout the year, but the tax collection of more than one million yuan in autumn will help!
How can the Dejiang government be maintained in the remaining six months?
At that moment, Huang Siwen suddenly understood why the man named Xue was not afraid of him monopolizing power.
This is not a grab for power, it is clearly a grab for a hot yam! (To be continued...)