Excellent little farmer

Unable to withstand this ambiguity, my heartbeat gradually accelerated and my breathing became heavier. After taking three deep breaths, I stretched out my hand and slowly rubbed her back a few times, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I here I am."

After Sun Li heard this, she became a little quieter, and the two of us continued to maintain this posture. I smiled, turned sideways, reached out and brushed her hair, and looked at her carefully through the dim moonlight coming through the window. The young woman next to her has slender eyebrows, a straight bridge of nose, plump pink lips, and sharp melon-seed face. She has fair skin with a blush. This woman has a breathtaking beauty.

A few minutes later, Sun Li frowned, stepped back a little, pouted and muttered: "Have you seen enough?"

I was stunned, shrugged, smiled and asked softly: "You are so blind, how do you know I am looking at you?"

Sun Li stretched out her left hand and gently rubbed her face a few times, raised her chin and said shyly: "It's nothing, it's just a woman's intuition."

My heart skipped a beat, and I took the opportunity to hold her soft, cold hand, and asked softly: "Sister Sun, what you did just now... um! If you offend the leader, will he fire you?"

This sentence undoubtedly spoke to Sun Li's heart. In fact, she was also worried about this matter, so she sighed and said: "I don't know whether he... he will fire me, alas! Management Committee The treatment from the association is actually pretty good, I..."

At this moment, a car horn sounded outside the house, and Meng Xiaolin left the management committee office building in his Honda Accord.

I snorted coldly and couldn't help but cursed bitterly: "Male Gobi, this beast in disguise, if he dares to fire you, sue him!"

"Alas! He is the leader of the development zone, but he didn't do anything to me... As a temporary worker, how can I win against him? Well, thank you today, and I won't take up any more of your time. Please come back early. Let’s go home…”

Having said this, she lowered her head and silently stood up to leave. Looking at the other person's helpless look, I felt astringent in my heart and felt quite uncomfortable. Although I wanted to help her, I still didn't have the ability.

……

When I went to work the next morning, I was still a little uneasy, but then I gradually felt relieved when there was no response.

After get off work at noon, I saw no one in the office, so I picked up the landline and called Shang Tingsong’s secretary Gao Jian.

Ever since I came to work at the Development Zone Management Committee, I have been very low-key in my work. I don’t want people to know that I can get on the line with the deputy mayor, so as not to cause gossip, which will be detrimental to my work.

After Gao Jian got the news from me and heard that a foreign boss wanted to come to Qingyang City to invest and build a factory, he was naturally overjoyed. He asked about the specific situation and hurriedly reported to Vice Mayor Shang Tingsong. After hearing this, Shang Tingsong immediately stated that if Boss Yang is investing sincerely, the two can meet at any time.

In order to show his sincerity, Shang Tingsong picked up his cell phone and personally called Boss Yang who was far away in Nanyue. After announcing his home address, Boss Yang was naturally flattered. When he spoke, his voice was shaking with excitement. It took him a while to clam down.

The two talked for more than ten minutes and finally finalized the investment. Boss Yang would invest 50 million, and Qingyang City would be responsible for providing a bank loan of 10 million to build a concrete factory with an annual output of 700,000 cubic meters. The details need to be discussed in detail in person, and the time is set for a day three days later, at the Hongyan Tower Hotel.

After the call ended, Shang Tingsong picked up the calculator and calculated the market price of concrete. He quickly concluded that if the factory is completed and put into operation, it is expected to achieve sales revenue of 1.3 billion yuan and create tax revenue of 3.9 million yuan. , is a good project with quite good prospects.

Pushing the calculator to the side, Shang Tingsong touched his hair with his hands and said with some emotion: "This Ye Qingquan is really a talent, he can shine wherever he is, but it is a pity that he is too young and cannot be reused for the time being. "

Gao Jian made a cup of tea, handed it over, and whispered quietly: "Mayor Shang, Ye Qingquan is indeed a rare talent, but he doesn't seem to be very comfortable working in the Development Zone Management Committee."

Shang Tingsong was startled for a moment, picked up the tea cup, gently fiddled with the floating tea leaves with the cup lid, frowned and said, "How do you say this?"

Gao Jian bowed down and whispered: "A few days ago, Ye Qingquan took great pains to write a work plan for attracting investment and handed it to Meng Xiaolin, the top leader of the management committee. However, nearly a month later, there was no reply at all. This is obviously It was not taken seriously.

But this time they went to the investment negotiation meeting, Director Meng also behaved very negatively, saying that there was insufficient funds in the management committee and did not agree. They were able to travel this time because Ye Qingquan used his connections to get the money from the agricultural machinery factory. . "

After hearing this, Shang Tingsong's expression became grim, and he said somewhat unhappily: "In the past two years, their development zone management committee has rarely gone out to run projects. How come there is insufficient funds?"

Gao Jian paused for a moment and said insinuatingly: "Mayor Shang, people are saying that Meng Xiaolin has set up his own company and the business is doing very prosperously. Is there anything else going on here?"

Shang Tingsong did not say a word, but picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and said softly: "Don't believe the rumors. It's just that Lao Meng is conservative in his work and lacks creative ability. He actually manages the development zone. Committee work is not very suitable and can easily delay things."

Gao Jian hurriedly said: "Mayor Shang, should we mention this to the superiors?"

Shang Tingsong shook his head gently, put down the tea cup, and frowned: "Lao Meng will retire in two years. It's hard to mention it now. Moreover, Secretary Li and Mayor Xu both trust him. What's more, the city's temporary I couldn’t find a more suitable candidate.”

"Yes, Mayor Shang is right." Gao Jian echoed, but he was a little annoyed. He secretly thought that although Mayor Shang has been in the limelight recently and is doing a prosperous job in Qingyang, he still doesn't have much in terms of personnel. say.

In fact, Shang Tingsong also has his own difficulties. As the top leader of the development zone management committee, Meng Xiaolin is nominally the department in charge of Shang Tingsong. But if the other party really has something to do, it is actually easy to bypass him and report directly to the first and second leaders in the city. If he is not very obedient, as the deputy mayor, Shang Tingsong can't do anything to him.

The two of them are cooperating quite well now, and they give each other face. Naturally, Shang Tingsong will not take risks and make the relationship too tense, lest he cannot get rid of the other party, but in the end he will be disgraced, which will be embarrassing.

After pondering for a long time, Shang Tingsong nodded and said softly: "Let's do this. Talk to Ye Qingquan later and ask him to take the time to bring the investment report to me. He is in the development zone management committee. , but also be low-key, don’t be too radical, any problems can be solved through coordination here.”

"Okay, Mayor Shang."

Gao Jian picked up the teapot again, filled Shang Tingsong with tea, then carefully stepped out, picked up his cell phone, and told me the content of the conversation just now.

I was sitting on the bus heading to Aunt Wenying's house. After hearing what Secretary Gao said, I felt a little bit beat in my heart. It seemed that Shang Tingsong, the one I took for granted, might not be reliable in everything. If a person The director of the management committee dares not to sell his face, but it will be even harder to say if he goes up to the top.

It is not difficult to understand that the prestige of a leader is created by personnel power. The greater the personnel power he holds, the higher his prestige will naturally be. However, as a deputy, even if he has a little power, there is always a limit. of.

You can't influence the official status of your subordinates. These petty officials below are all human beings, so naturally they won't take advantage of you. As a result, the deputies will inevitably be timid when doing things, and it is difficult for them to have the absolute authority like the top leaders.

After returning to the dormitory area of ​​the agricultural machinery factory, I quickly rushed to Aunt Wenying's house. Unexpectedly, Song Jiaqi went to Zhucheng to buy a batch of fashionable clothes, which caused the sales volume of the store to soar. He didn't even bother to think about it, and he and Xiaofang basically ate and slept in the store.

So I had dinner with my two elders. During the dinner, Uncle Song heard that I was successful in attracting investment and might bring a big investment to Qingyang. He happily took out the Jian Nanchun that Song Jiaqi bought for him and insisted on joining him. I drank a bottle. After dinner, I burped from wine and lay lazily in the room where Song Jiaqi slept, flipping through magazines on the bed.

After watching it for a while, I felt bored. I remembered that today was Saturday and the dance hall in the factory had already opened, so I was going to go play with my classmates. I didn't take a few steps outside, but I happened to meet Han Jianwei.

"Hey, Jianwei, you look so handsome today!"

Looking at Han Jianwei, who was wearing a brand new jacket, jeans and leather shoes, and his slim cheeks were particularly slim, I chuckled and said, "What? Looking at your outfit... you are probably going to go to the dance club to have sex, right?"

"Hey, Qingquan, are you back today? Let's go for a walk." Han Jianwei pulled me away and said with a smile: "What are you doing? Have you drank?" After all, he is an old classmate, and he knew it by looking at me. A lot.

I smiled bitterly and said: "There is no way. Uncle Song is so happy today that he took me to drink a bottle with him. I can only hold on."

The ballroom was still so crowded, and as soon as I walked in, many of the factory workers knew something about my recent deeds, and they all looked at me with envy, jealousy, and whispers.

"It seems I'm afraid I won't be able to come here in the future." I shrank into the corner with some regret, but people's eyes still drifted towards me intentionally or unintentionally.

"Who says it's not the case? There are many well-informed people in our factory. The glorious deeds you wrote last time that were valued by the city and province have long been spread in the factory." Han Jianwei said proudly: " Even some of our old classmates have benefited from you."