I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 212 Petitioners

“He said he’s from your village and used to be the accountant at the county oil company. It seems like you have something else in mind when you ask that?” Fang Qingye sensed something.

“Yes, there are some things he didn’t tell you. He’s a long-time petitioner in our village,” Gao Yan said.

Fang Qingye was surprised to hear this: "A petitioner?!"

"Yes, back when the oil factory was restructured, he felt he was cheated in terms of calculating seniority and buyouts. He kept complaining to the county, city, and even province. The oil factory has already closed down and the factory area has been sold to private individuals. More than ten years have passed, and who can clear up the old debts? But he still won't give up and is a key person under our village's surveillance."

"I heard he works in finance at your company, so I invited you here today to have a chat. There's nothing else to it, but if he doesn't come to work for two consecutive days, could you please call our village to let us know? Of course, you don't need to worry about it on holidays; we have people monitoring him."

"I understand, okay."

Murakami is afraid that this guy will secretly go to the higher authorities to petition.

“Actually, Wu Zeyuan is a good person, but he’s too stubborn and can’t let go of some things. It’s good that he has a job, so he doesn’t have to keep thinking about going to the provincial capital every day,” Gao Yan said.

"I know."

"Nothing else, I just hope that you, Mr. Fang, will work closely with our village to get this done."

"I will."

After finishing her story, Fang Qingye drove back to the nursery.

Why do I keep running into these weird things?

Petitions, especially persistent petitioners, are a major headache for grassroots cadres. Whether their demands are reasonable or unreasonable, grassroots staff are unable to resolve them and can only let the matter drag on.

Fang Qingye returned to the nursery, parked her car outside, and went straight to the prefabricated house and into the finance office.

Wu Zeyuan was diligently keeping accounts when he saw him come in and quickly greeted him.

Fang Qingye stared at him.

"Cashier Wu, is there something you haven't told me?"

"What is it?" Wu Zeyuan asked calmly.

"Today, Secretary Gao from Xiaoxiguan Village called me and asked me to come to the village to talk about your situation," Fang Qingye said.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zeyuan immediately became agitated.

"You mean my petitioning? I didn't want to do it, but I'm innocent. Here's what happened."

“Cashier Wu!” Fang Qingye immediately interrupted him:
"I don't want to hear about your situation, and I don't want to judge whether you're innocent or not. All I want to say is that if you want to work here, then come on time and do your job properly. If you're going to wander around during work hours, then I'm sorry, you shouldn't come at all."

After saying that, Fang Qingye turned and left, leaving Wu Zeyuan with a pale face.

Fang Qingye was about to tell her grandfather about this so that he would have some idea of ​​what was going on. Before she could find her grandfather, who was busy at the nursery, her phone rang. She saw that it was her second uncle, Fang Jianhua, calling, so she answered the phone.

"Hey, Second Uncle, what's up?"

"Xiao Ye, did the nursery hire someone named Wu Zeyuan?"

"Yes, Second Uncle, how did you know? Did my grandfather tell you?"

“Hey, he’s a petitioner! Director Li from the Petition Bureau called me today and told me! Didn’t you know?” “I just found out too. Secretary Gao from Xiaoxiguan Village called me over.” Fang Qingye then briefly recounted how she hired Wu Zeyuan and her conversation with Gao Yan in Xiaoxiguan Village today.

"What are you planning to do about this mess? Find a reason to fire him?" my second uncle asked over the phone.

Fang Qingye paused for a moment, then told Fang Jianhua about her conversation with Wu Zeyuan.

On the other end of the phone, Fang Jianhua paused for a moment before saying, "Well, let's leave it at that for now. Xiao Ye, things at the grassroots level are very complicated. Many things can't be solved by book theories or enthusiasm alone. You can't meddle in other people's business."

"I understand, we just can't find a suitable cashier. We'll use this one for now," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"Alright, then you should also pay close attention to this matter and do it the way the village does!"

"Ok, I know."

After receiving the call from her second uncle, Fang Qingye went to find her grandfather. At the former orchard site in the east nursery, she first saw her grandfather discussing with Wang Baiqi the planning and planting of nursery varieties.

Fang Qingye then called her grandfather aside and told him what had happened that day.

"Sigh, I did find that Wu Zeyuan's forehead is narrow, which is a sign of long-term pain and repression. I was right! I'll talk to him when I have time and try to comfort him."

Oops
You can actually read faces?!

However, Fang Qingye didn't want to talk about this right now. He quickly said, "Grandpa, don't worry, keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't cause any trouble!"

"I know, Grandpa knows what he's doing!"

Ok
After having dinner with her grandfather that evening, Fang Qingye returned home and chatted with Bai Ou about the matter on QQ.

“Ye Zi, we law students, when we hear about these things, we feel the helplessness of the law. There are laws, but they just can’t solve the problem,” the girl said.

"The law isn't omnipotent! And the law still needs people to enforce it, right?" Fang Qingye said, "Bai Ou, I'm telling you this to give you a heads-up! You come to the nursery often, and if he knows you're studying law, he might ask you for help. You can't agree to that!"

Fang Qingye knew that Bai Ou was a very compassionate girl.

"I know I don't have that much ability. I'll wait until I pass the court exam and become a judge. If he sues me, I'll take over the case, hehe."

Now that she knew Wu Zeyuan's background, and with her second uncle and the village secretary of Xiaoxiguan Village giving her special instructions, Fang Qingye came to the nursery every day to check on Wu Zeyuan's work.

It must be said that, from a financial perspective, Wu Zeyuan's work is almost impeccable. His cashier's accounts are very clear and concise, and the accounts are truly "cleared daily and settled monthly." The amount of cash in the safe that stays overnight does not exceed 2000 yuan.

This was requested by Fang Qingye.

Fang Qingye was quite satisfied with this.

By early November, the weather in Nanxin had turned into late autumn. The nursery upgrade and renovation was in full swing. Excavators had already dug up the fruit trees in the original orchard. The next step was to level the land in preparation for planting saplings.

The construction of the office building, including the two-story house where my grandparents live, is also underway. At the current pace, it should be completed in January, and then we will try to move in around March or April next year after the renovation.

Xia He and three colleagues also obtained their visas and arrived in the United States. According to the travel arrangements, they were visiting Morgan Stanley Bank on Wall Street to learn about their foreign exchange trading practices. Of course, they would chat with Fang Qingye about these things on QQ in the evening.

However, it's 8 PM in New York, which is 8 AM in China. If Fang Qingye isn't fishing, he's basically sleeping.

I was sound asleep when I was woken up by a video call notification from QQ. I saw it was from Xia He, so I groggily opened the video call.

(End of this chapter)