89. Xiaomo Village wants to open an ancestral hall
"Damn it..." After being scolded inexplicably, Xiao Li glanced at Wang Donghui in shock. Although it was hard to offend Wang Donghui and fight back, he still curled his lips in dissatisfaction and turned his head.
He turned the steering wheel violently, causing the car to drive like a roller coaster. He cursed loudly, as if he was cursing both the road and people. It was so harsh in Wang Donghui's ears.
Speaking of which, it is Xiao Li's fault. Although Liu Yunhe is Wang Donghui's subordinate, he is an old comrade. His qualifications are not much worse than Wang Donghui's, and his rank is at the deputy section level. No matter how Wang Donghui is a leader, no matter how domineering his style is,
Nor dare to blatantly bully comrades without any reason. Then again, even if Wang Donghui used the name of director to criticize Liu Yunhe, Liu Yunhe would have to save his face.
Clay figures are still earthy, and there is no simple person who can sit on the boss's bench in the organization. Wang Donghui spoke too seriously. If Liu Yunhe couldn't hold it in his face, put down his pick, and walked away, what would happen to each other's faces?
But it was torn apart. This lawsuit was brought before the leadership. Although Liu Yunhe had the problem of disobeying the leadership, Wang Donghui also had defects in leadership ability and leadership methods. He could not escape with his unworthy reputation.
The one who suffered in the end was Wang Donghui.
Therefore, Wang Donghui could only settle for the next best thing, find an excuse that was not a reason, and give Xiao Li a hard slap, which would not only vent the evil fire in his stomach, but also take the opportunity to beat Liu Yunhe. As for Xiao Li
, a young man who is not very mature yet, so he can only scold him a few times. The worst thing he can do is throw two sweet dates at him to eat, and I guarantee that he will be docile and docile.
In this way, the three people had three thoughts, and each of them disliked the other. Wang Donghui got angry for no reason. Naturally, there was nothing to say in this small talk, and the car became extremely dull. It seemed that he was holding back.
Full of anger and no way to vent his anger, Xiao Li stared at the road ahead tightly, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally following the road.
As a result, the road conditions in Longxing Town seemed to be temperamental, and suddenly became bad again. Wang Donghui could only feel in his ears the rustling sound of wheels rubbing against each other, and the loud banging sound of the car falling into a deep pit.
Apart from the sound, there was no other movement at all. After being tossed like this for half an hour, Wang Donghui felt that his stomach was convulsing violently, and waves of sour water came back up from his stomach. There was a faint feeling that it was going to blow up at noon
Nausea from vomiting out all the food I ate.
Just when Wang Donghui felt that his stomach was about to explode, the car stopped suddenly, and the village committee of Xiaomo Village appeared in front of him. But it was very different from the scene Wang Donghui imagined. Not only did the village cadres of Xiaomo Village
There was no queue to greet him, and even the door of the village committee was closed tightly. There was not even a single figure in front of the door. This made Wang Donghui a little confused. He turned his head to Liu Yunhe in surprise and asked: "What's going on?
What's going on? Didn't the village receive a notice from the town..."
Originally, county departments like Wang Donghui directly intervened in the village to conduct investigations, which required the cooperation of people from the town. But after the conversation, Wang Donghui felt Anping's prestige in the town, and also felt Bai Yaru's influence on Longxing Town.
Complete control. If someone from the town cooperates, it means there is an extra pair of eyes to supervise, and there is a possibility of leaks.
Moreover, with the cadres from the town accompanying them, the village cadres in Xiaomo Village may remain silent for fear of retaliation, or even distort the facts, speak out of conscience, and have put all hopes of obtaining evidence in Xiaomo Village.
Wang Donghui naturally did not allow it and was not willing to see this happen.
"Come forward and ask a few steps. Maybe the village didn't expect us to come so quickly. Maybe we didn't come back in time after doing farm work in the fields..." Liu Yunhe was so happy when he received a rejection.
, it is said that you, Wang Donghui, are obsessed with catching people’s dirty information, and you don’t want to be seen by others, but you still don’t admit it. Let’s see how it goes. The cadres in the town are ridiculing you. When you get to the village, there is no one to receive you. Hum, look at you.
How can I sing the next scene? If I shoot myself in the foot, it will be a lot of fun.
"Fellow, are you a cadre in the village? Is Party Secretary Guo here?" After getting out of the car and walking to the door of the village committee, Wang Donghui just opened his mouth and before he could shout, he saw that the door squeaked.
He pulled it open from the inside with a sound, and then a villager in his forties tilted his neck, straightened his dark face, and stared at himself with an extremely cold and sinister look, and through the man's
Body, Wang Donghui clearly saw a mass of black heads and indifferent faces sitting in the village committee. Those cold eyes looked over, as if they had an inextricable hatred for eight lifetimes. Wang Donghui felt his back straight.
There were bursts of chills.
"I am Guo Dakui, the Party Secretary of Xiaomo Village. You are the leaders of the County Commission for Discipline Inspection, please come in..." Guo Dakui glanced at Wang Donghui one by one. He was speechless for a long time, and then he seemed to remember something, and his attitude
In a very bad way, he slammed the door back with a loud bang, stepped back, and made a stiff gesture of inviting people in with an expressionless face.
"Oh, Party Secretary Guo? Hello, hello. Please bear with me for bringing trouble to the village..." The black man in front of him turned out to be Party Secretary Guo from Xiaomo Village. This was beyond Wang Donghui's expectation. After thinking for a while, Wang Donghui said
A faint smile appeared on his face, and he took the initiative to reach out his hand, thinking about holding hands with Guo Zhishu to show his closeness. Through Guo Zhishu's indifferent expression and cold attitude, Wang Donghui's heart sank. Seeing
With this attitude, Xiaomo Village does not welcome him and his party, and his plan may come to nothing again.
"We are farmers. We spend our days in mud and manure. If our hands are dirty, we won't shake hands with the leaders. Please invite some leaders. There are six village cadres from Xiaomo Village, thirty-one party members, twenty
Five village representatives and seven members of Li Changyou's family are waiting inside to be questioned..." Regarding Wang Donghui's outstretched hand, Guo Zhishu looked at it indifferently and ignored it. Although he was giving a nonsensical explanation,
There was no intention of extending his hand to be polite. A fool could see that. Wang Donghui's old face was embarrassed and at a loss for being embarrassed in front of so many people.
"Party members, village cadres, village representatives? Party Secretary Guo, it's just a simple verification investigation. There is no need to ask all the villagers to come over for such a small matter..." In Wang Donghui's view, he is a county cadre and can take the initiative to lend a hand.
Shaking hands with a farmer is a sign of respect. As the director of the Discipline Inspection Commission Case Office, Wang Donghui has always been very conceited because of his special job responsibilities. He believes that he is also a No. 1 cadre in the county. Generally speaking, unless he meets someone
As a county leader, he basically would not take the initiative to shake hands with others. Today, he broke the rules with a village cadre and was ignored. Wang Donghui felt that he had lost face.
However, Wang Donghui's embarrassment was quickly covered up by Party Secretary Guo's words. He glanced at the black heads and was shocked. Those present here were actually party members and village representatives from the whole village. These people were actually here. Xiaomo Village
What is this going on? An ordinary extended investigation has actually led to such a big battle. Is this because they are just watching the excitement and are not afraid of big troubles? Or something. Wang Donghui's intuition tells him that the desert is very dangerous and he must deal with it carefully.
"Simple? Do you think it is a simple thing? Humph, we ordinary people don't think so. Starving to death is a small matter, but reputation is a big deal. Li Nizi is a big girl. In a few years, she will find her husband's family. Give a few eggs to her benefactor.
Just ruin your reputation. If you don’t explain things clearly, how can you let people live? There is also Mayor An, who helps the poor and the poor, and leads the people to get rich. At the end of the day, he can’t get any good things, but instead ruins his reputation. What he knows is that someone is slandering him.
Those who know better think that we people in Xiaomo Village are ungrateful. Our ancestors have lived here for eight lifetimes and have such a reputation. We will not have the shame to see our ancestors when we die..." Listening to Wang Donghui's light words, Guo Zhishu said
With a dull cold snort, his voice suddenly rose an octave. These words seemed to be addressed to the work group, but more like he was warning the entire village to be conscientious.
"Yes, yes, Party Secretary Guo is right. I simplified the problem. Since the comrades already know the purpose of our investigation team, let's not waste time. Do you think you can find us a room and organize it?"
Let's talk to the villagers so we can start our work..." As if in response to Party Secretary Guo, noisy discussions suddenly erupted in the originally silent village committee, causing Wang Donghui to complain. Although he had been mentally prepared for it, he knew
This job was not easy to do, but looking at Party Secretary Guo's attitude and the indifferent eyes of the villagers, who showed a strong sense of hatred towards himself as an investigator, I really didn't expect Anping's prestige in Xiaomo Village and Longxing Town to be so high.
high.
"Leader, tell people everything. We farmers are very particular about going straight. There is no need to find a room to talk behind your back. This is not only the village committee, but also the ancestral hall shared by the Guo, Li and Lin families of Xiaomo Village. Today, it is the whole
The village representative meeting was also the time when the Guo, Li, and Lin families opened their ancestral halls. The memorial tablets of their ancestors were placed on the ridge of the roof, and the ashes of their ancestors were stepped on under their feet. In front of their ancestors, no one dared to tell lies without conscience...
"With a vigorous wave of his hand, Guo Zhishu pointed his finger at the beam above his head. This action was like a command. The noisy discussion in the village committee suddenly stopped, and every villager had a solemn and solemn expression on his face.
Following Guo Zhishu’s hand, Wang Donghui’s head was raised high, and he kept regretting in his heart. If he had known this, he would never have come. But now, Xiaomo Village actually wants to put up an incense table.
Ancestral Hall, this is a serious matter. If it is not handled well, not only will the plan fail, but it will also trigger a civil uprising.