Nominal: Intercepting Zhong Xiaoai, Dominating Handong

Gu Mingyuan asked with a smile, "How is he?"

"He made contributions on the front line of drug enforcement, but he was also injured." Gao Yuliang's tone was complicated.

"This kid has a lot of drive; he works like his life depends on it."

"In the last operation, he led a team to raid a drug den and seized 20 kilograms of drugs, but he was stabbed by a drug dealer."

Gu Mingyuan was silent for a moment: "Qi Tongwei is a real man."

"Yes, he has his own path," Gao Yuliang sighed.

"Mingyuan, you have taken different paths, but you are both serving the people, and that is enough."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Mingyuan had mixed feelings.

Qi Tongwei fought desperately on the front lines of drug enforcement, while he struggled on the front lines of development. Although their paths differed, they were both fulfilling their ideals from years ago.

Regardless of what Qi Tongwei becomes in the future, at least for now he is genuinely serving the people.

On August 4th, a small incident occurred in Liping, but it made Gu Mingyuan think deeply for a long time.

In Qingshi Township, there is a farmer named Lao Wang whose son, Xiao Wang, worked in the provincial capital after graduating from university. Seeing the development of his hometown, he resigned and returned to start his own business, selling free-range chickens and eggs.

At first, everything went smoothly, and we were able to sell tens of thousands of chickens a month.

But recently, some people got jealous and spread rumors that his chickens were fed hormones, causing sales to drop by half.

Xiao Wang was furious. He went to the township government, but they couldn't mediate, so he went to the county government.

Gu Mingyuan personally received Xiao Wang.

The young man, in his early twenties, looked aggrieved: "Secretary Gu, my chickens are all free-range, they eat corn and insects, and I've never fed them hormones."

"Those people are just jealous and spreading rumors!"

"Do you have any evidence?" Gu Mingyuan asked.

"Yes! Breeding records, feed purchase orders, inspection reports, everything!" Xiao Wang took out a stack of materials.

Gu Mingyuan examined it carefully and confirmed that there was no problem.

He immediately summoned the director of the market supervision bureau: "Investigate this matter thoroughly. If it is indeed a rumor, deal with it according to the law."

"At the same time, we must strengthen the supervision of agricultural product quality and establish a traceability system to reassure consumers."

He then said to Xiao Wang, "Young man, you've been wronged."

"But you must understand that there will inevitably be some noise during the development process, and things develop in a spiral upwards."

"The important thing is to maintain quality and do your best."

"The county is building the regional brand for Liping Mountain Delicacies. You new farmers are both builders and beneficiaries of this brand."

Xiao Wang's eyes lit up: "Secretary Gu, I understand."

"I not only want to do well myself, but also to lead everyone to do well together."

"I plan to establish a cooperative to unify standards, brand, and sales."

"Good! It's good that you have this ambition," Gu Mingyuan encouraged.

"The county supports you. Just let us know if you need any help."

This incident made Gu Mingyuan realize that development is not just about building roads and factories, but also about establishing mechanisms, building brands, and optimizing the environment.

He convened a meeting overnight to deploy a special campaign to improve the quality and safety of agricultural products and to establish a comprehensive regulatory system covering the entire process from farm to table.

From August 5th to 10th, Liping's development accelerated across the board.

The second phase of the industrial park has completed land leveling and begun foundation construction.

The tea processing plant's equipment has been successfully debugged, and the first batch of products has been produced on a trial basis.

The ecological farming demonstration area has expanded to three townships, benefiting more than 1,000 farming households.

With the implementation of measures to optimize the business environment, the efficiency of enterprises in handling affairs has increased by 50%.

A preliminary agricultural product quality and safety system has been established, and ten products have obtained green certification.

What pleased Gu Mingyuan even more was the new progress in education and healthcare.

A key middle school in the provincial capital has partnered with Liping No. 3 Middle School, regularly sending teachers to provide support.

The Provincial People's Hospital and Liping County Hospital have established a medical consortium, with experts providing regular consultations.

Saturday, August 11th.

Gu Mingyuan, taking a rare day off, took Zhong Xiaoai and his son to the tea garden in Yunwu Township.

The summer tea harvest is nearing its end, and tea farmers are pruning the tea bushes.

Upon seeing Gu Mingyuan's family, the tea farmers warmly surrounded them.

"Secretary Gu, you've arrived!"

"Xiao Ai, Pengpeng is so big now!"

"Try this year's summer tea. Although it's not as fragrant as the spring tea, it's great for cooling off in the summer!"

Gu Mingyuan carried his son as they walked among the tea bushes.

Pengpeng curiously touched the tea leaves and asked in his childish voice, "Daddy, what's this?"

"These are tea leaves. When I grow up, I'll make tea for my dad."

"Okay! I'll make tea for Dad!"

Zhong Xiaoai looked at the father and son, her eyes filled with happiness.

She picked up her camera and captured this heartwarming moment.

We had lunch at a tea farmer's house.

Simple farm-style dishes, but full of genuine feelings.

Tea farmer Lao Wang raised his glass: "Secretary Gu, let me toast you!"

"Without you, our tea would still be stuck in the mountains, unable to be sold."

"Now things are much better. Prices are higher, sales channels are wider, and life is better. You are a great benefactor to Liping!"

Gu Mingyuan quickly waved his hand: "Old Wang, that's not right."

"The tea leaves were planted by you, the roads were built by everyone, and the achievements are the result of everyone's joint efforts."

"I just did what I was supposed to do."

"You're just being modest," Old Wang remarked.

"We used to hope for development, but we didn't know how to develop it."

"You came, pointed out the way, and led us to do it."

"Now it's not just our village, the whole of Liping is changing."

"That's real skill, that's real responsibility!"

After the meal, Gu Mingyuan and the tea farmers sat in the courtyard chatting.

Everyone chattered about the changes in their lives and their new hopes.

"Secretary Gu, is it possible for our tea to be sold overseas?"

"Could we build a tea culture museum and develop tourism?"

"Young people are coming back, but finding partners is a problem. Could the county organize a matchmaking event?"

Gu Mingyuan listened attentively and took notes.

This is the grassroots level, this is the people. Their thoughts are simple, but also very practical.

On the way back, Zhong Xiaoai said softly, "Mingyuan, I'm so happy for you to see how much the people love and respect you."

"This isn't love or admiration, it's trust," Gu Mingyuan said, holding his wife's hand.

With greater trust comes greater responsibility.

"Xiao Ai, sometimes I'm really afraid that I won't do well and will let this trust down."

"You did a great job." Zhong Xiaoai leaned on his shoulder.

"But remember, you are not alone in this struggle."

"There's a leadership team, cadres, ordinary people, and me."

"If we work together, Liping will definitely become better."

On August 12, Gu Mingyuan received a notice from the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee: Secretary Liu Huanzhang will conduct research in Liping on August 20. He will only visit some sites and will not listen to any reports. The visit will last for half a day.

Upon hearing the news, the people of Liping were both nervous and expectant.

Gu Mingyuan immediately made arrangements, but emphasized: "No preparations, no packaging, just the usual state."

"Just do what you're supposed to do, and be yourself."

August 15th.

Gu Mingyuan held a symposium for retired cadres in the county party committee meeting room to listen to their opinions and suggestions.

More than 20 retired cadres participated, the oldest of whom was 85 years old.

Note: Please give me some points, the data is too terrible, too pitiful....