Rebirth of the Rising Sun

After Feng Sizhe finished talking about his immediate goal, he continued in a full-throated voice amid the murmurs of the crowd, "Comrades, no one is born to be poor. As long as they work hard, they can become rich. The same is true for officials. No one is born to be a certain kind of cadre. They also need acquired efforts. And I would like to say one more thing here. My standard for employing people is that development is the hard truth. As long as you can develop the economy, no matter what level of cadre you are, I will promote you. If you are not a cadre and want to be a cadre, I will also find a way for you. But please remember that the premise is development. By the same token, if some officials stand in their positions and do not work, do not think about development, but think about how to flatter their superiors, then I'm sorry, if I find such a cadre, I will let him stand aside. If he is seriously inactive, I will let him go home to farm. I mean what I say, and I hope everyone will take it as a warning."

Feng Sizhe already had a set of standards for hiring people in his mind, but because he was only a deputy county chief before, he had many leaders above him and he couldn't say some things out loud. But today, he has promised to get rid of the poverty in Dahu County within two years, so it's time to talk about the standards for hiring people. Although he is only the county chief, not the secretary, and doesn't have much say in personnel matters, who doesn't know the real situation in Dahu County?

The meeting ended with everyone's surprise. The words that Dahu County had been removed from the list of the top 100 poorest counties in the country in two years and that development was the only way to employ cadres quickly spread from the county party committee compound to the streets. Almost everyone who heard about this thought that Dahu County would make another big move after the change. On the contrary, a propaganda minister named Song Dawei had just come to Quefeng County, but no one was interested in him. The authority of a propaganda minister was still limited, especially in Dahu, a poor county. There was only one TV station. It was conceivable that the farmers were spiritually deprived and naturally would not pay much attention to propaganda work.

After a passionate and thoughtful speech, Feng Sizhe sat quietly in his seat in the county magistrate's office.

At this time, he had calmed down. He had said what he wanted to do now was how to develop the economy. To put it bluntly, it was very difficult to get rid of the poverty label on Dahu County by relying only on agricultural reform, foundry and lighter production. Even if they could drive the economy, it would take many years to enrich the whole county. It was impossible to do it within two years. This required some good methods, a good method for all people to get rich.

While Feng Sizhe was sitting in his office, thinking hard, Wang Ruihua gently pushed open his door.

Since Feng Sizhe became the county magistrate, he still didn't have a secretary. Maybe Zhou Xingxing had broken his heart. Anyway, he didn't have a secretary to take care of his work. Instead, Wang Ruihua, the director of the county government office, was in charge. Now no matter who came to his office, they had to knock on the door. The only person with the privilege was Wang Ruihua.

Pushing the door open quietly, he found Feng Sizhe sitting there with his eyes closed, thinking about something. Wang Ruihua did not disturb him, but poured a cup of hot tea and placed it on the desk. It was not until the cup and the table made a slight sound that he opened his eyes. When he saw that it was Wang Ruihua, he smiled and said, "Director Wang is here."

"County magistrate, what are you thinking about?" Wang Ruihua asked curiously when he saw that Feng Sizhe was thinking about something unusual just now.

"Oh, I'm thinking about how to make Dahu County rich. You know, although the county's economy has improved now, it is not an easy task to get rid of the label of one of the top 100 poorest counties in the country. It still requires a lot of effort." Feng Sizhe did not treat Wang Ruihua as an outsider, so he said what he was thinking.

"Yes, County Magistrate, I think so too. Then why did you announce at the meeting that Dahu will no longer be labeled a poor county within two years? Isn't this a bit too radical?" As someone close to Feng Sizhe and the director of the government office, Wang Ruihua naturally knew the economic situation of the county very well. To be honest, he couldn't understand why Feng Sizhe would do such a thing. Isn't this equivalent to pushing himself to the edge of a cliff? What benefits would this bring to him personally?

"Alas, I have to do this out of necessity. As the Art of War says, one must be in danger before he can survive. I must put pressure on everyone and myself, otherwise I'm afraid I will slack off. Besides, I have made a promise to others, and now that I have made a promise, I must do it." Feng Sizhe spoke his thoughts to Wang Ruihua.

Although Wang Ruihua didn't know who the leader had promised, since he didn't say, he couldn't ask. "Well, since the county magistrate said so, I believe you will find a way."

"Haha, do you believe me?" Feng Sizhe laughed when he saw Wang Ruihua say this.

"Yes, I believe you." Wang Ruihua did not shy away from answering directly.

"But I don't even believe in myself. To tell you the truth, I have no idea at all now." Feng Sizhe shook his head and told the truth.

"That doesn't matter. People can always come up with solutions. I believe that as long as the county magistrate is willing to use his brain, there will be a solution." Wang Ruihua saw that Feng Sizhe seemed to be in a bad mood, so she quickly cheered him up. In her heart, he was an outstanding man who would not be stumped by any difficulties.

"Well, thank you." Knowing that this was Wang Ruihua encouraging him, Feng Sizhe smiled and closed his eyes again.

Seeing Feng Sizhe still thinking about something, Wang Ruihua thought to herself, this is not a good thing. If it lasts for a long time, people will become stupid. She thought about it and whispered, "County magistrate, I'm afraid you won't be able to come up with any good ideas if you sit in the office like this. I think you should go out for a walk to relax. Maybe a good idea will come to you."

Wang Ruihua didn't want to see Feng Sizhe too depressed, so he suggested that he go out and relax.

Feng Sizhe thought about it and realized that it was true. It was really hard to come up with any good ideas when staying in the office. So he might as well go out and relax. Maybe he would find some inspiration. "Well, I'll listen to you. You can arrange it."

Wang Ruihua ran out of the office happily and came back after a while, saying that everything had been arranged and asked the leader to go out and relax.

Sitting in the county magistrate's Audi 100, Feng Sizhe had a lot of thoughts in his mind. No wonder everyone was scrambling to become an official. Being an official was good. People used to say that being an official was good, being an official was good, wearing leather shoes and wearing watches. But now, material enjoyment is getting better and better. Looking at the current situation, it is almost unimaginable for people to have private cars in their hands. But he has indeed sat in an Audi 100. This is one of the privileges.

Li Shuang drove again, accompanied by Wang Ruihua. The car went east after leaving the county party committee compound, and it seemed to be in the direction of Huodian Township. Feng Sizhe thought that this should be Wang Ruihua's village. He thought that he hadn't been to Xidahe for a long time, the place where he almost lost his life. Since he had this opportunity, he might as well go and take a look.

The road had been repaired and the car had been changed. Three hours later, Li Shuang arrived at the entrance of Wangge Village. It was already past five in the afternoon. It was already dark in November, but people could still be seen standing and waiting at the entrance of the village.

"Leader, there are a lot of people at the intersection." Li Shuang saw the crowd through the windshield and quickly reminded Feng Sizhe.

Hearing this, Feng Sizhe straightened up from the back seat and saw that there were indeed quite a few people waiting for him at the entrance of the village. He asked Wang Ruihua who was sitting in the front row, "Director Wang, was this arranged by you?"

"County magistrate, it is normal for the village committee here to come to greet you when you come to Wangge Village. Don't think too much about it. They are just acquaintances. If you are bothered by this, I won't call in advance to make arrangements in the future." Wang Ruihua heard the displeasure in Feng Sizhe's tone and hurriedly explained.

"Well, don't do this in the future. I just came here to relax. Why do you have to do all this? Aren't you tired?" That's right, Feng Sizhe came here today to relax, but now that he has met so many people, he can't help but do this. It seems that he can't relax.

The car stopped at the entrance of the village. Feng Sizhe got out of the car and shook hands with the welcoming crowd one by one.

To be honest, what Wang Ruihua said was true. They were all acquaintances. Among them were the current Party Secretary of Huodian Township Liu Yong, Township Mayor Chen Fei, Huodian Township Police Station Chief Song Daye, Wangge Village Party Secretary Wang Wei, and Village Mayor Wang Xiaotian.

After shaking hands with these people one by one, they all headed towards Wang Tianpei's home in the center of the village. Perhaps everyone knew that whenever Feng Sizhe came to Wangge Village, he would eat and live at Wang Tianpei's home. Of course, no one would think too much about what kind of relationship this had with Wang Ruihua.

The weather was getting cold, so naturally they couldn't eat in the yard. Fortunately, Wang Tianpei's family had already made preparations. They had cleared out the main room and put two large tables there. Obviously, the tables were already filled with wine and food, and it was obvious that they had been prepared long ago.

Man is iron and rice is steel. If he doesn't eat a meal, he will feel hungry. Feng Sizhe didn't hesitate and sat down in the main seat. It's not that he was not humble, but he knew that if he didn't sit in this seat, no one else would.