Excellent little farmer

Yang Wenhao has been a popular figure among the young people in the bureau in recent years. His unusual behavior has also attracted the attention of many people. Everyone looked sideways and followed his line of sight. Some people showed strange behaviors. With expressions on their faces, they began to discuss among themselves.

The noise in the office suddenly became deserted. Some well-informed personnel already roughly knew the ins and outs of the matter. They looked at Ye Qingquan from time to time and secretly worried about him.

I noticed a strange atmosphere around me, but I didn't care about it. I was currently paying attention to the dynamics of the agricultural machinery factory.

The biggest social focus issue in Qingyang City recently is the reform and development plan of the agricultural machinery factory. Newspaper headlines in recent days have carried out detailed tracking reports on this matter.

In the lower right corner of the newspaper, a small section about soliciting development suggestions from the masses has aroused the attention of all walks of life.

I have bought and read newspapers in the past two days, but what I am worried about is that although the reform of the agricultural machinery factory this time is vigorous, it is only superficial, and it is estimated that it will end in vain.

There are many reasons. In addition to misjudgment of the situation, blind expansion, and failure to prepare for the winter, there is also a very important reason, which is that the public opinion has not been truly solicited. Many rational suggestions have not been given enough Pay attention to.

This time, although Uncle Song was willing to hand over the materials, I was not sure whether I could get the attention of the leaders of the agricultural machinery factory. However, no matter what the result was, I finally tried my best.

At nine o'clock in the morning, seven or eight factory leaders were sitting in the director's office on the third floor of the agricultural machinery factory. Director Liu Xianhua was sitting behind a large desk, organizing a daily morning meeting.

Liu Xianhua is one of the few young people among the leaders of state-owned enterprises in Qingyang City. He is less than forty years old this year. He has a high academic background from Yenching University and is a top student who graduated from science and engineering. He is young, powerful and full of passion.

This time the reform plan of the agricultural machinery factory was proposed and promoted by him, and it was also Liu Xianhua's proud work.

In the past, when asking for money from the municipal government, he always found it difficult. But this time, in the name of promoting the reform of state-owned enterprises, he built a great momentum and attracted the attention of the main leaders of the municipal party committee. His support for the agricultural machinery factory also increased. It has been greatly strengthened.

The meeting lasted for about half an hour, and several responsible persons expressed their opinions. Liu Xianhua listened carefully and picked up a pen from time to time to take notes in a black book.

Finally, he made a concluding speech. After that, everyone went about their work. He made himself a cup of strong tea, holding a piece of material in his hand, frowning and reading, and began to think about the next stage of action.

Although the reform plan he has in hand is just a smokescreen to get funds, this drama still has to go on without any flaws. Otherwise, if the flaws are discovered by the higher-ups, it will probably be self-defeating and make things worse. I can't get off the stage myself.

"Dong dong dong!" A crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded. Liu Xianhua raised his head and said calmly: "Come in!"

The office door was pushed open, Song Jianguo stepped in and stood at the door with a somewhat reserved expression. He smiled at Liu Xianhua and said reservedly: "Boss, I have some information here that I would like you to take a look at."

"Oh, what information is it?"

Liu Xianhua asked with a smile. He had a very good impression of Song Jianguo. He knew that he was honest, hard-working and hard-working, and was a key worker in the agricultural machinery factory.

"Yes, this..." Song Jianguo hesitated, smiled awkwardly, walked to the desk, and handed over the information in his hand.

Liu Xianhua took the information, glanced at the title, and couldn't help but be slightly startled. He raised his head, looked at Song Jianguo with a strange look, and said with a smile: "Old Song, you have worked hard these days. You should pay more attention to your health. After all, you are old. No mercy."

"Yes, yes, thank you for your concern, leader."

Song Jianguo also felt that his cheeks were burning, so he quickly turned around and left, gently closing the door of the office. Then he felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the child's insistence, he would never have handed over such information. It is easy to be laughed at by leaders.

The paper-like title of "Some Suggestions on Deepening the Reform of State-owned Enterprises" in the materials did not attract Liu Xianhua's attention too much. His first impression was that the pen handwriting of this article was quite neat, and it was obvious that he had put a lot of thought into it.

Before Liu Xianhua had time to take a closer look, the door was suddenly pushed open, and deputy director Zhou Hengyang ran in like a gust of wind and said eagerly: "Old Liu, the city leaders are already on the way. Should we prepare?"

Liu Xianhua thought for a moment, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Let's just leave it like this, don't prepare anything, let the workers maintain normal working conditions, and don't let anything slip at the critical moment."

"Isn't this... not good?" Zhou Hengyang smiled bitterly and glanced at Liu Xianhua. Seeing that the other party looked calm, he had to turn around and leave.

Liu Xianhua picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and sighed: "The city leaders are really busy. They run here every two days. It's not an option to keep going like this!"

However, the person who came to inspect the agricultural machinery factory this time was Vice Mayor Shang Tingsong. He held the special funds in his hands and was regarded as the God of Wealth of the agricultural machinery factory. He could not afford to suffer. Even if Liu Xianhua had a thousand reluctances, I quickly cleared the table and went out to greet him.

Shang Tingsong is also in his thirties and in middle age. He is a firm pragmatist. During his tenure in Qingyang City, he promoted the reform and development of several enterprises and has high prestige among the people below.

At first, Liu Xianhua submitted the reform and development plan for the agricultural machinery factory, which sparked heated discussions in the city. In the end, it was with his help that he won the support of Mayor Xu Youbing and the plan was passed within the municipal government.

Half an hour later, the inspection was over. Shang Tingsong came to the factory director's office and said with a smile: "Old Liu, the workers are very enthusiastic and motivated, and you have contributed a lot to it!"

Liu Xianhua smiled and handed him a cup of tea, and said modestly: "There are so many things going on in the factory now, and they have not yet been fully launched. It will take at least half a year to really see results."

Shang Tingsong smiled, nodded, and said: "Yes, the task is very arduous. Whether the pilot project of the agricultural machinery factory can succeed is related to the success or failure of the reform of state-owned enterprises in our city. However, the city has confidence in you, Lao Liu, you Don’t let us down.”

Liu Xianhua smiled bitterly and said without confidence: "Mayor Shang, you are on the line and putting pressure on me."

Shang Tingsong laughed loudly, pointed his finger at him, and said with a smile: "Old Liu, you must also consider the pressure from our city. The higher-ups attach great importance to the reform of the agricultural machinery factory, so you must seize the opportunity. Work hard and get results as soon as possible.”

Liu Xianhua had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "I will do my best, Mayor Shang, please rest assured."

Shang Tingsong's schedule was very tight, and he had a meeting to attend next. He stood up, patted Liu Xianhua on the shoulder, and said a few words of encouragement.

When he was about to leave, Shang Tingsong inadvertently saw a piece of information on his desk. He picked it up and took a rough look at it. He was immediately interested, raised the information, and said with a smile: "Old Liu, this information I’ll take it and take a look.”

"Okay, Mayor Shang." Liu Xianhua nodded. There were too many documents on the table, and in his haste, he didn't notice which one Shang Tingsong took.

The next morning, deputy director Zhou Hengyang hurriedly opened the door and placed a copy of Qingyang Morning News in front of Liu Xianhua. He said anxiously: "Old Liu, take a look, what's going on?"

Liu Xianhua picked up the newspaper slowly. When he saw the front page of the newspaper, his expression changed slightly. He didn't bother to pay attention to Zhou Hengyang and read it carefully.

A few minutes later, he dropped the newspaper, rubbed his eyebrows, and said with a wry smile: "I never thought that Mayor Shang would play this trick with me!"