Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

Li Dakang stretched his neck out very long.

The street ahead was completely blocked.

A large crowd of people, a sea of ​​black, crowded at the entrance of the Lincheng City Government compound.

Li Dakang slapped his thigh. "Governor Song, what are these people up to? The Lincheng Municipal Party Committee and Government, sigh, what a disgrace!"

Song Yunhui shook his head. "Comrade Dakang, Lincheng is indeed different."

"Governor Song, please go down and handle this immediately." Li Dakang sighed. "Stop the car, I need to go down and see what's going on."

It was once a place he governed, and he had just praised it to the skies by Song Yunhui.

At this moment, I felt like I had been slapped in the face, and I couldn't even argue back.

Song Yunhui grabbed Li Dakang's arm. "Secretary Dakang, please don't go down."

Once you show your face, the people of Lincheng will probably all know you.

You are now the Party Secretary of Jingzhou City, not the Party Secretary of Lincheng City.

Actually, I was worried that once Li Dakang left, the tea would go cold.

Li Dakang is just feeling good about himself; he may not actually be able to handle the situation.

Zhou Tiejun leaned back in his chair. "Yes, Dakang, with the Lincheng Municipal Party Committee and Government here, we don't need to rush."

When the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.

If you go down now, the cadres in Lincheng will think you're here to seize power.

"After all, you were the previous Party Secretary of Lincheng City."

That's absolutely true. Li Dakang thought he was their class monitor, and that if he said anything, even a curse, Zhao Qikun and Wang Julong wouldn't dare utter a sound.

Li Dakang pointed to the chaotic crowd ahead and said, "Commander Zhou, I'm afraid something might go wrong."

When I was in Lincheng, nothing like this ever happened.

Song Yunhui glanced out the window a few times. "It seems that the members of the Lincheng Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government leadership team have not yet returned from sending Secretary Sha back."

These people picked a pretty good time.

No sooner had Secretary Sha left than they blocked the door.

Li Dakang was so anxious he kept wringing his hands. "What are these cadres good for? There's not even one to guard the house."

Song Yunhui accepted the two casual jackets handed to him by his secretary, Zhou Haoyang.

"Commander Zhou, put it on. Let's go down and take a look."

Zhou Tiejun took the clothes and put them on.

Both of them put on sunglasses again.

The car door opened.

Song Yunhui, Zhou Tiejun, and Zhou Haoyang got off the car.

The three people walked into the crowd of onlookers on the street.

Gao Yuliang jogged over, his head covered in sweat.

There's a traffic jam behind us, and the cars can't get through.

Gao Yuliang was about to push his way through the crowd when Song Yunhui grabbed his arm.

"Yuliang, don't rush. Let's see how well the Lincheng Municipal Party Committee and Government can solve problems. Let's take a look first."

"Yes, Governor Song." Gao Yuliang stopped and stood with Song Yunhui and Zhou Tiejun.

Zhou Haoyang inquired about the situation and quickly reported, "Governor Song, I've found out. It's the employees of the Lincheng Cotton Mill. They're petitioning as a group, demanding a solution to their problem."

Song Yunhui frowned. "Traditional industries are having a tough time right now, especially the cotton textile industry, which is on a downward trend. The only way to survive is to transform."

"Yes, Governor Song, most of the cotton mills in Handong are currently operating at a loss," Gao Yuliang chimed in.

Li Dakang sat in the car, looking very anxious.

The workers at the Lincheng Cotton Mill had completely blocked the gate.

The leader was a burly, dark-skinned man who was holding a small flag and shouting at the top of his lungs:

The other workers raised their arms and shouted.

"We need to work."

"Give us back our hard-earned money."

"We want to eat."

The slogans grew louder and louder.

With the addition of onlookers and various social media accounts, the crowd grew larger and larger.

The city government security guards huddled behind the retractable gate, bracing themselves against the gateposts with their bodies, their walkie-talkies filled with static.

Two police cars arrived outside, their lights flashing incessantly.

Four or five policemen were shouting and waving frantically on the periphery of the crowd to maintain order.

There were too many people, and the police's voices were drowned out.

the other side.

Lincheng Party Secretary Zhao Qikun sat in the back of the official car.

The car is heading towards the temporary project command center of Tianyuan Technology Co., Ltd. in Lincheng City.

Zhao Qikun was in a good mood today and was going to have a good talk with Liu Tianyuan about starting the semiconductor packaging and testing project.

This is a major achievement; once the project is implemented, Lincheng's GDP will increase significantly.

The secretary, Kobayashi, in the passenger seat, received a call on her phone.

It really made me gasp.

He quickly turned around, handing over the phone with both hands, his words tumbling out incoherently, "Boss, look at this! Something terrible has happened!"

A short video is playing on the phone screen.

Chaos reigned at the entrance of the municipal government compound, with banners torn up everywhere and shouts that were too loud to hear even through the screen.

Zhao Qikun was furious. "What is the Political and Legal Affairs Commission doing? They're utterly useless. They can't even maintain stability. Secretary Sha just left and this happened. Where am I supposed to put my face?"

Zhao Qikun took out his phone and dialed the number of Chen Changqing, the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Lincheng City.

As soon as the call connected, Zhao Qikun launched into a tirade of abuse.

"Chen Changqing, what the hell are you doing? Secretary Sha just left, and a petition has already broken out in front of the municipal government. What will the higher-ups think of us? How can you be the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission? Are you even capable? If not, resign!"

This whole thing was learned from Li Dakang back then.

At that time, Li Dakang was the Party Secretary of the Municipal Committee, and Zhao Qikun was the Mayor.

Once he gets carried away, Li Dakang doesn't care about anything else and dares to curse anyone, including Zhao Qikun.

Chen Changqing was still confused about the situation on the other end, and there were car horns honking nearby. "Secretary Zhao, what happened? I just got on the highway less than twenty minutes ago."

I feel like I've been unfairly blamed.

I feel so wronged!

Zhao Qikun yelled at the top of his lungs, "The Public Security Bureau only sent two police cars, where is the Public Security Bureau Chief Jiang Zhentao? Where the hell is he? Tell him to get to the scene right now. If he's not there in ten minutes, he's packing his bags and leaving."

Chen Changqing understood now, and sweat began to bead on his forehead. "I'll head over right away. I was originally planning to go back to my hometown to see my dad, but I'm not going anymore."

Regardless of the reason, Zhao Qikun hung up the phone immediately.

Chen Changqing told the driver, "Turn around and head back to the municipal government immediately. Drive fast."

You can't turn around on the highway, you can only keep driving forward.

The driver responded with a verbal agreement and continued driving forward.

The only option is to turn back at the next toll station.

Chen Changqing pulled out Mayor Wang Julong's number and dialed it.

"Mayor Wang, the entrance to the municipal government building is blocked. Where are you? Secretary Zhao is furious. I'm still on the highway. I originally wanted to go back to my hometown to see my parents. I can't get back for a while."

Sitting in the car, Wang Julong looked at the long line of cars ahead and slapped his thigh in frustration.

"Comrade Changqing, I'm almost there. It seems the people of Lincheng have a lot of complaints about us."

These workers had no reason to cause trouble earlier or later, but they chose this particular time to create problems for us.

If Secretary Sha finds out, we'll all probably get a beating.