Very Secretary

  Very Secretary-Chapter 812 Scene

  The road in Yangma Town is not easy to walk, but the town area is better. When going to the countryside, the paved gravel road has a lot of mud accumulated on it because of the rain. The muddy degree is no different from the dirt road.

After walking the main road, the car could no longer be driven. Lu Jianhong got out of the car, stood in front of the car for a while, and said, "Xiao He, remember, go back and ask the county, what is the annual rural road construction? How did you do it? Why can’t you see a concrete road in the village of Yangma Town.”

After explaining the matter, Lu Jianhong stepped into the mud with strides, Lin Yupu and Hua Zhiyou had no choice but to stubbornly follow. Every step he took, the shoes made a rattling sound, and the leather shoes could no longer be seen all the way. Out of shape, several times the shoe got stuck in the mud.

  After walking for more than half an hour, I saw Yangma Town Primary School from a distance. The area of ​​the primary school is not large. Behind a wall, there are two rows and three rows of tile-roofed houses including offices, classrooms and dormitories.

  Several people stood scattered around the elementary school. They seemed to be nearby villagers, discussing something in a low voice.

Because of a rescue operation, the whole school was in chaos. The north wall of one classroom was crooked, and the outline of the classroom was in a mess. There were many broken bricks scattered, and several concrete beams were lying on it, which no one could imagine. , There used to be so many children in class here, and a thrilling rescue also took place here. Fortunately, no child's life was lost.

  Lu Jianhong turned her head and asked, "Where are the leaders of the school?"

Just now in the car, Lin Yupu had already contacted the deputy county magistrate Zhao Zhimin and learned some relevant information, and said: "Secretary Lu, the county deputy magistrate Zhao, the party committee government of Yangma Town, and the principal of the primary school are all in the Yangma Town government. Discuss and study solutions."

The government of Yangma Town looks very impressive. Zhao Zhimin received a call from Lin Yupu and led a group of people from the Yangma Town Government to wait outside the town hall. Seeing the No. 1 car of the Municipal Party Committee approaching, he rushed up to meet him and stretched out his hands. Lu Jianhong and Zhao Zhimin shook hands lightly, and said, "Deputy Magistrate Zhao has worked hard."

  When Zhao Zhimin heard this, he was both excited and terrified. Could he not be excited by the approval of the secretary of the municipal party committee? But Secretary Lu's praise made him steal Lin Yupu's limelight. Will Lin Yupu give him little shoes in the future?

  Lu Jianhong then added another sentence: "The town government is well built, and it must have cost a lot of money."

  This sentence made everyone panic. Who would dare not understand what Secretary Lu meant? Didn't they make it clear that they were comparing the poor conditions of Yangma Town Primary School?

  Lin Yupu said in a low voice: "Secretary Lu, please sit in the office."

   "I won't go to the office, go to the conference room, I want to hear how you handle this matter."

Entering the conference room, Lu Jianhong sat in the center of the oval conference table. When He Zijian entered, he noticed that the conference room was luxuriously decorated. The floor was covered with red carpets, and the tables and chairs were all made of high-quality mahogany. Lu Jianhong's face became even more gloomy. He Zijian sighed slightly in his heart. This town government is too outrageous. The cost and decoration of the entire office building may add up to a considerable sum, but the elementary school in this township is dilapidated.

  " Who will report?" Four words came out of Lu Jianhong's mouth.

  Everyone looked at each other, and in the end it was Lin Yupu who spoke first and said, "County Zhao, tell me."

Zhao Zhimin glanced at Lu Jianhong, coughed lightly, and said, "Secretary Lu, let me report the basic situation first. The classroom collapsed in Yangma Town Primary School, which made the county party committee and county government very sad. Due to the quick handling and proper rescue, Emergency rescue was carried out in prime time, 26 students were slightly injured, two were seriously injured, one was out of danger, and the other was being rescued."

  Lu Jianhong waved his hands and said, "I know all about these situations, so let's talk about the solution."

Zhao Zhimin said: "It is divided into two parts. The first part is dealing with the aftermath. The specific compensation figure is subject to consultation with the parents of the children. The second part is accountability. The person responsible for the accident must be severely investigated and further investigation is underway. .”

  The general idea is correct, but it is just a generalization, and there is nothing substantive. More importantly, the county party committee and county government are obviously suspected of shirking responsibility. What is the person responsible for investigating and dealing with the accident? The person responsible is the principal of the school, but what about the deeper level?

  Lu Jianhong glanced at everyone present and said, "Who is the principal of the school?"

  Zhao Zhimin glanced at Yangma Town Party Secretary Yang Yifa who was beside him, and Yang Yifa said to the mayor beside him, "Go and call Principal Wan in."

Principal Wan's name is Wan Yuqian. He is an old man in his sixties. He wears a pair of presbyopic glasses. His beard and hair are all white. , walked into the meeting room, stood by the side, a little at a loss.

  Lu Jianhong said kindly, "Principal Wan, sit down."

  As soon as Wan Yu sat down, he burst into tears and said: "Secretary Lu, County Magistrate Lin, I am guilty. I shouldn't let the children go to class."

  It turned out that the students who came to the class were first and second graders. Most of the parents of the children worked outside the home all year round. They were afraid of delaying their children's education, so they were asked to attend the school's remedial classes.

Lu Jianhong was wondering all the time, how could there be children in class before the start of school time, and only after hearing Wan Yu's words did she know what was going on, and she couldn't help but sullenly said, "Principal Wan, from the central government to The provinces and municipalities have repeated orders and repeated applications, clearly stipulating that children are not allowed to make up lessons, you are really confused."

  Wan Yu smiled wryly and said: "Secretary Lu, we opened this tutoring class at the request of the parents of the children, and we didn't charge any fees. It's all voluntary tutoring."

  Lu Jianhong was silent for a moment, and concentrated on the school's voluntary tutoring. This seems to be no problem, right? When it comes to the poor conditions of the school, it has little to do with Wan Yu. Although he is the principal, as far as the principal of a primary school in a township is concerned, he does not have the ability to improve the conditions of the school. Thinking of this, Lu Jianhong suddenly remembered something. Didn't Mi Xinyou build a primary school here? Why didn't you see it?

   Seeing that Secretary Lu was silent, no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

  At this moment, the cell phone placed by He Zijian's place buzzed, and He Zijian turned sideways and said in a low voice, "Secretary Lu, call."

  The call was from Mi Xinyou, Lu Jianhong's heart moved, and he said, "I'm having a meeting with the government of Yangma Town, come here."

  Put down the phone, before Lu Jianhong could speak, a staff member hurried in and whispered something in the ear of party secretary Yang Yifa, who immediately turned ugly.

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