Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

"Yes, Governor Song." Gao Yuliang leaned back in his chair, his hands folded over his stomach.

The fact that Song Yunhui transferred Chen Changqing to Jingzhou meant that he wanted to settle scores with Chen Changqing.

Looking at the scenery rushing past the window, Gao Yuliang thought that this matter would be handled with minimal effort.

If the Provincial Political and Legal Affairs Commission issues a work notice to hold a province-wide joint security and prevention seminar or a conference of political and legal cadres, Chen Changqing, the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Lincheng City, must attend.

Chen Changqing had no choice but to come.

Once he reached the territory of Jingzhou, Chen Changqing would have no say in the rest.

Gao Yuliang turned to look at Song Yunhui. His old classmate was truly meticulous in his work.

Once the person is separated and their contact is cut off, it will be much easier to carry out the operation later.

Qi Tongwei sat in the back row, not saying a word, looking down at the messages on his phone.

Li Dakang leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, his mind preoccupied with the 36.9 billion yuan mega-project in Lincheng.

It's a bit of a shame.

If the project reaches Jingzhou, what's there to worry about?

Why Lincheng?

Don't understand?

at this time.

Jingzhou City is different.

Especially the Sunset Red Nursing Home where Chen Yanshi lives.

Not only now, but we've been busy since early this morning, busier than during holidays.

On the muddy ground of the small courtyard, Wu Xiongfei and Ren Zhimin were gritting their teeth and wielding shovels.

Sweat streamed down Wu Xiongfei's face and into his neck, soaking his white shirt until it was almost transparent.

"Old Wu, why is this ground so hard? My back is about to break."

He used to be a skilled worker, but he hasn't done it for many years.

Ren Zhimin lowered his voice, but dared not stop what he was doing.

Wu Xiongfei shoveled down, bringing up a clump of soil with grass roots.

"Hang in there, Xiongfei. Secretary Sha will be here soon. Even if this land were made of cement, we'd turn it upside down today."

Wu Xiongfei was seething with anger.

A mayor of such stature, reduced to manual labor here—how will he face people if word gets out?

But the thought of Sha Ruijin's imminent arrival made it all worthwhile.

Ren Zhimin and Song Yunhui's relationship has soured.

Ren Zhimin was considering that he had to maintain a good relationship with Sha Ruijin and cling to the coattails of the "little gold."

As long as Sha Ruijin sees them working here and their close relationship with Chen Yanshi, the rumors from the outside world will be dispelled.

This is called Z-governance investment.

Chen Yanshi sat on a rattan chair under the eaves, holding a teacup, and coldly watched the two guys busy in the yard.

"Old Chen, are you really letting them do this? They've been working for over half an hour already. What if they get seriously injured from exhaustion? How are we going to explain this to the provincial party committee?"

Wang Fuzhen felt a little reluctant and muttered to herself.

Chen Yanshi snorted, "Explain?"

They need to give an explanation to the workers at Dafeng Factory.

They sit in offices all day, travel by private car, and their minds are filled with GDP. They have no idea how ordinary people live their lives.

"Let them work hard, then they'll know how the crops grow in these fields."

Chen Yanshi understood what the two people were thinking.

He simply wanted to curry favor with Sha Ruijin and put on a show of being deeply involved in grassroots work and loving labor in front of him.

If I hadn't called him "Little Jinzi," how could Ren Zhimin have possibly given me a second glance?

He was determined not to let those two have their way.

Thinking of this, Chen Yanshi walked around with his hands behind his back.

"Mayor Wu, Executive Director Ren, there are a few large rocks in that corner over there. Please move them out while you're at it; they're in the way."

Chen Yanshi pointed to the corner of the wall and shouted.

Free labor must be used.

Wu Xiongfei was about to straighten up and catch his breath when he heard this, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.

Those stones must have weighed at least several dozen kilograms, and they were constantly soaked in the mud, making them wet and slippery.

Wu Xiongfei squatted down, hugged the stone with both hands, and pulled it upwards with force.

嘶!

A sharp pain shot through his lower back, but he gritted his teeth and moved the stone outside the courtyard gate.

Ren Zhimin watched from the side, inwardly cursing Chen Yanshi for being so cunning, but he still had to put on a smile.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I promise I'll clean it up perfectly today."

Just then, a series of noisy footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Secretary Bai jogged in.

"Old Chen, Secretary Sha's car has arrived at the gate. Dean Wang and his men are there to greet him. Secretary Sha will be here shortly."

As Xiao Bai spoke, he looked at Wu Xiongfei and Ren Zhimin, who were covered in mud.

He paused for a moment, then realized what the two men meant.

They're really going all out.

In order to curry favor with Secretary Sha, they even abandoned the dignity of the executive vice governor and mayor.

Xiao Bai looked down on the two people, but didn't show it on her face.

"Mayor Wu, Executive Director Ren, you two...would you like to go and wash up first?"

Wu Xiongfei wiped the mud off his face. "No need. It's just part of the job. Secretary Sha loves seeing cadres go to the front lines."

Ren Zhimin nodded in agreement, gripping the shovel in his hand even tighter.

A moment later, accompanied by Tian Guofu, Sha Ruijin entered the courtyard.

Several provincial party committee staff members were also present.

Sha Ruijin spotted the two conspicuous figures in the courtyard at a glance.

Wu Xiongfei and Ren Zhimin, wearing shirts covered in mud and holding shovels, were staring at him expectantly.

"Secretary Sha."

"Secretary Sha."

The two greeted each other in unison, their voices laced with ingratiation.

Sha Ruijin didn't speak immediately, but looked at the mud on the two of them.

His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Tian Guofu stood behind Sha Ruijin, his face somewhat gloomy.

These two are simply being ridiculous.

Chen Yanshi stood up from the chair and patted the dust off his pants.

"Little Goldie, you've finally arrived."

Sha Ruijin quickly stepped forward and grasped Chen Yanshi's hand. "Uncle Chen, Aunt Wang, how are you?"

"Good, very good. This courtyard is always bustling with activity." Chen Yanshi glanced meaningfully at Wu Xiongfei and Ren Zhimin.

Sha Ruijin released his grip and turned to look at Wu Xiongfei and Ren Zhimin.

"Comrade Xiongfei, Comrade Zhimin, what are you doing?"

Sha Ruijin's voice was devoid of emotion.

Wu Xiongfei quickly stepped forward, leaned the shovel against the wall, and said, "Secretary Sha, the city is actively coordinating the matter of Dafeng Factory."

We heard that Old Chen wasn't in good health and that the ground in his yard still needed tilling, so we thought we'd use our time off to help him with some work. This is also one way we're putting the mass line into practice.

Wu Xiongfei had gone over these words in his mind countless times.

He felt it was flawless.

Ren Zhimin added, "Yes, Secretary Sha. We often communicate with Elder Chen, and he has given us a lot of guidance in our work."

Chen Yanshi suddenly coughed, "Little Jinzi, don't listen to their nonsense."

Chen Yanshi's words were like a knife, stabbing directly into the hearts of Wu Xiongfei and Ren Zhimin.

Wu Xiongfei's expression changed, and he looked at Chen Yanshi with some nervousness.

Chen Yanshi pointed at the two men, "Xiao Jinzi, before yesterday, those two were shouting every day that they wanted to forcibly demolish Dafeng Factory and drive the workers to their deaths."

Hearing that you were coming today, I rushed to my little courtyard early this morning, insisting on tilling the land.

I told them not to do it, and they got upset.

They came to till the land, not for me, but to show you.