Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

Construction site.

The roar of the excavators was deafening.

The loess dust rose three feet high.

Old Wang rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He was carrying two large baskets of red pears.

He shouted at the top of his lungs to the construction site, "Come and eat red pears!"

"Eat one, then you won't be hungry or thirsty, and you'll have the energy to work."

Zhao Erzhu carried two cases of bottled water and walked quickly, placing the water on a mound.

"Thank you, folks." At the captain's command, people gathered around in twos and threes and began to distribute the red pears.

Wang Laoshuan brushed the dust off his trousers and turned to walk towards the makeshift command tent.

The shed was completely empty.

There was no one on the folding chairs.

The drawings on the table rustled in the wind.

The water in the teacup had long since gone cold.

Wang Laoshuan stood there, stunned.

In the time it takes to eat a meal, all those high-ranking leaders disappeared.

Go find it quickly.

Even the cars parked at the bottom of the earthen slope disappeared completely.

Wang Laoshuan got anxious and turned to grab Zhao Erzhu's arm.

"Two pillars".

Where is Governor Song?

Zhao Erzhu was still clutching half a red pear in his hand. He swallowed hard and looked around.

"How would I know?"

I just saw him looking at the blueprints.

The two exchanged a glance and then ran off to the other end of the construction site.

Gu Changming, secretary of the Party Committee of Changgushan Township, was wearing a safety helmet and directing a bulldozer to reverse.

Wang Laoshuan rushed over and grabbed Gu Changming's arm.

Secretary Gu.

Where has Governor Song gone? Where have all the other leaders gone?

Gu Changming turned around. "Old Wang, where did what go?"

Weren't you drinking water in the shed?

Wang Laoshuan slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "There's not a soul in the shed!"

The car is gone too.

Gu Changming shook off Wang Laoshuan's hand and strode towards the shed.

Halfway there, Township Head Ma Weiguo came running towards him.

Ma Weiguo was panting heavily, his hands on his knees.

"Old Gu."

Don't look for it.

Governor Song left without saying a word.

Gu Changming kicked a stone off the roadside, saying, "What kind of mess is this?"

Governor Song is inspecting our Changgushan, and we haven't properly entertained him yet.

Why did he leave?

If word gets out, will the city criticize us for not treating Governor Song well?

The news spread like wildfire across the construction site.

The villagers whispered among themselves.

Various speculations are flying around.

Some say there are problems with the project.

Some say the funds allocated by the province are going to be lost.

Others say that Changgushan is such a poor and remote place that the big leaders don't even look at it, and they run away because they think it's dirty.

The rumors became increasingly outrageous as they spread.

The atmosphere on the construction site became tense and uneasy.

Wang Laoshuan was extremely anxious and yelled at Gu Changming.

"Secretary Gu, you should make a decision."

Everyone is counting on the province to build this road to prosperity for our village.

What if Governor Song leaves and the project falls through?

Yu Shanqing knew perfectly well what was going on, but he decided not to explain. Vice Governor Zhao Qilun was also a capable person.

Upon hearing the news, Zhao Qilun quickly walked over.

An executive jacket was draped over his shoulders, and the hem of his white shirt was stained with dust.

Jump onto a large rock.

The supervisor next to him handed the loudspeaker to Zhao Qilun.

Zhao Qilun cleared his throat. "Fellow villagers and fellow workers, please be quiet for a moment."

Let me say a few words.

The construction site fell silent, and everyone turned to look at Zhao Qilun.

Zhao Qilun slung his coat over his shoulder and rolled up the sleeves to his elbows.

"I am Zhao Qilun, the vice governor who stayed in the province."

Please don't make wild guesses.

Don't believe everything you hear.

Despite his busy schedule, Governor Song always kept the overall development of our entire Handong province in mind.

He had already seen and remembered the situation at Changgushan.

Governor Song is now going to conduct research in other cities and prefectures.

My schedule was packed and I had to leave in a hurry, so I didn't have time to say goodbye to everyone.

The main reason is that Governor Song didn't want to trouble everyone.

Old Wang was covered in sweat. "Governor Zhao, why did Governor Song leave? I was planning to kill a chicken today to help him recover. If he leaves, will our projects be affected?"

Zhao Qilun raised his right hand and pressed it down, "Secretary Wang, villagers, please rest assured."

We promised to pay every penny for the Changgushan project.

Governor Song and I will always stand with everyone.

I personally oversaw the project.

If you have any questions, come to me, Zhao Qilun.

Even if the project is on track and I leave Yantai, you can still call me anytime if you have any problems.

He then released his mobile phone number.

After he finished speaking, the whispers among the villagers subsided.

Wang Laoshuan led the applause.

"Everyone, get to work."

Stop standing there.

Governor Song is truly a good leader.

The provincial leaders keep their word.

The construction site has become bustling again.

Zhao Qilun handed the megaphone to the supervisor and wiped the sweat from his brow.

He waved to Gu Changming.

Gu Changming jogged over.

Zhao Qilun lowered his voice.

"Changming, keep a close eye on the people under your command."

No one is allowed to inquire about Governor Song's itinerary.

Do your jobs well.

If anything goes wrong, don't blame me, Zhao Qilun, for being ruthless.

Gu Changming nodded repeatedly, "Provincial Governor Zhao, okay, okay, I won't ask."

Has Governor Song left Yantai?

How come I didn't know?

Zhao Qilun was amused by Gu Changming's words.

On the provincial highway from Yantai to Lincheng.

The car drove smoothly.

Li Dakang tapped his fingers on his knees to a rhythm.

He turned to look at Song Yunhui sitting opposite him.

Governor Song.

I know Lincheng very well.

I served as the governor of Lincheng for many years.

I know the streets and alleys over there, and where the cadres are located, like the back of my hand.

Should I inform the people in Lincheng and have them prepare a work report to show you the best side of their work?

Song Yunhui looked at the scenery rushing past the window and didn't reply.

Zhou Tiejun, the provincial military commander sitting next to Li Dakang, nudged Li Dakang's arm.

Zhou Tiejun took off his military cap and held it in his hand, "Dakang."

Your style is becoming more and more interesting.

What are you notifying us about?

What's there to announce?

Is our Governor Song the kind of person who enjoys staged photos and listening to reports?

Li Dakang rolled his eyes. "Commander Zhou, you can't say that."

Reporting on work is a rule.

Without reports, how can the leaders have a full grasp of the situation?

Zhou Tiejun coughed and said, "Dakang, I think you're not learning anything good."

He just blindly followed Tian Guofu's lead.

The formalism promoted by Tian Guofu has harmed the practical spirit of countless cadres.

You, Li Dakang, used to get things done.

Why are they resorting to these old-fashioned tricks now?

Li Dakang, neck stiff and unyielding, said, "Commander Zhou, you are in charge of the army, and I am in charge of the local area."

Every place has its own rules.

Actually, Li Dakang was worried that if something unexpected happened in Lincheng, he would be criticized again.

Song Yunhui stopped looking out the window, turned his gaze back, and said, "Commander Zhou is right. We won't notify anyone in the area."

Try not to disrupt the local way of life.

Go down there to see the original ecology, to see the most authentic side.

Once the notice was issued, everything changed.

The road was swept clean, all the loiterers were cleared away, and the report was memorized perfectly.

What's the point of looking at those things?