Three days after being discharged from the hospital, Lao He returned to his office in Chengchuan County Government and dealt with a lot of things. After Lao He came back, he quickly got on the right track. Jiang Yingfeng left. Everything here seemed to have not changed much, but there seemed to be some changes. What exactly was, Lao He couldn't say, and he felt that some staff members in the agency looked at him with more respect, while others were more polite. This felt a bit awkward, but just like Lao He's wife said, "What's wrong with this? Do you like everyone rolling their eyes when they see you?" Thinking of this, he attributed these changes to the sequelae of the Chengchuan storm, Lao He didn't think much about it...

The only thing that made Lao He a little upset these two days was that he knew he had been discharged from the hospital. All reporters from various media rushed in. During the days when he was hospitalized, the reporters were blocked from the ward. There were few opportunities for interviews. Now they all seemed to have found a breakthrough and all came to the county government, which annoyed Lao He. If he was surrounded by these reporters who wanted to dig out news materials all day long, he would do nothing. Besides, Lao He has not been able to realize the enlightenment and preparation of celebrities until now - let his face wander around the newspapers and TV all day long, Lao He felt a little embarrassed when he saw it.

The reporters and interview requests were handed over to the county magistrate's office and the county party committee propaganda department for handling. Lao He finally had time to handle official duties. Lao He thought very well, but that was just to deal with ordinary reporters. For the interviews of the state TV reporters brought by two comrades from the city's propaganda department, Lao He couldn't make any fools. The leaders of the city's propaganda department called in person, asking Lao He to complete the interview as a task, cooperate with the TV station's interview well, and not be fooled. Lao He had no choice but to accept his fate.

However, what Lao He didn't expect was that the interview that he originally thought could be done in half an hour. In the end, it took him almost the morning and even lunch. He first did an interview in the office, and it took less than half an hour. Then the reporter who interviewed expressed his tactfulness that he hoped to take a picture of Lao He working at the grassroots level, making Lao He feel as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. There was still a lot of things in the office to deal with. This is the top priority. What is the grassroots level now? What's the grassroots level now? Isn't this formalism? In order to shoot news, I have to act like I'm on the news. I usually go to the grassroots level, but I have never been to the grassroots level for the grassroots level...

With the mentality of doing things as soon as possible, in the end, there was no way. Lao He could only pinch his nose and go down the "grassroots level". A lot of people followed him, and there were seven or eight cars everywhere. It was so "spectacular". According to the interview arrangement, he first went to the fields in the rural areas around Chengchuan to look like an inspection. Walked two circles on the ridge of the field. He squatted beside the vegetable field holding a vegetable leaf to look at it, and then asked two farmers who were working in the field to say a few words, and finally went to Fuxian Lake to give instructions on the countryside...

In front of the camera, he was facing the old farmer in Chengchuan who was watering the wrinkles on the ground. Old He's dark face was as red as the pot on the stove. He couldn't open his mouth for a long time. In Old He's memory, he was not ashamed of being quarreled with the bridal chamber when he married his wife. Anyway, the reporter didn't care what he said. As long as this shot was done, the reporter waited for a long time, and the reporter waited for a long time. Without seeing Old He talk, Old He moved his mouth. Old He couldn't help but curse, "It's so damn, what's this called..."

The old farmer also found out the situation, smiled quietly, and showed his old smoke teeth, "County Magistrate He is really a human being and can't pretend. Isn't that how the news on TV is broadcast?"

This shot is finally completed...

After taking another clip by the lake, when someone asked the county's Civil Affairs Bureau to arrange two households with difficulty and prepare some rice quilts and other things to let Lao He have a "warmth" shot, Lao He, who had been holding back all morning, finally turned black, "The poor households are right? No need to arrange, Chengchuan was still a poor county two years ago. Although it has improved a little in the past two years, it is difficult to find millionaires. There are many ordinary people who are not easy to live in this life. All I want to take is in my mind. I will take you there. I will send you all the things from the Civil Affairs Bureau of our county. I have to send them all. There is only a little budget every year, and there is never a lot left..."

The reporter interviewed did not understand what Lao He said, and thought Lao He really wanted to take them to photograph some difficult households. This was really going deep into the grassroots level, but he took Lao He to the poorest rural areas in Chengchuan County for a walk...

"Photo, you can take more photos. Paint the muddy roads in this village have been more than ten years, and they have not had money to repair them. The county has no money, only a little subsidy. The people in the village can't raise a thousand dollars at a time. One road is built a little in a year, but it has not been repaired for ten years..."

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"You have to take photos of the needy households, right? The whole village is in need. You see, the wires are already on here, but no household can light the lights at night... Why, let me tell you why, because no household here is willing to use electricity at night. In a year, the electricity consumption in a village will not exceed 100 degrees. You can take more photos, pat these people, pat their leaking houses, pat the children who can't even wear pants, what is the needy household? I tell you what is the needy household. There are 117 households in this village. Here, if anyone gets seriously ill, whether the elderly or children, the only ending is to lie on the bed at home and boil rice soup a day - boil - do you know what is to simmer? If you don't get better, just wait for death - wait for death, do you know what is to wait for death? Have you tried this kind of taste? A quilt, a bag of rice, who do you say to..."

Old He's dark face turned red this time, and he threw away the two dazed reporters and went back to the office by himself.

I don’t know how many years I have worn such a straight suit. Lao He is usually used to wearing a jacket. Sometimes a shirt is enough. He often runs around Chengchuan. It is inconvenient to have a straight suit. But this time, Lao He specially asked his wife to go to the shopping mall in the provincial capital to buy himself a high-end product. Suits, leather shoes, ties, etc., which cost him the three-month salary of the county magistrate, which made Lao He feel a little distressed. No matter how sad it is, County Mayor He was discharged from the hospital for three days and came to work today in a suit today has become a strange thing in the county government. Several old friends who were familiar with Lao He went to the government cafeteria for lunch. For this reason, they went to the government cafeteria to see our County Mayor He.

"I said Lao He, you are dressed in a straight suit and dressed smoothly, like a new son-in-law. You don't want to find a small one for your sister-in-law, right? Are you so generous?"

"Go...go...go..." Old He, who was holding the lunch box, blasted away the old fried dough sticks watching, "There are important tasks tonight, don't cause trouble for me!"

"What important task has made you sacrifice your appearance?"

"Yilong's cocktail party is well done. I will go to recruit two gods of wealth for our county tonight and two projects..."

Yilong’s cocktail party tonight is not an ordinary cocktail party. The moment he received the invitation, Lao He learned some internal news about the cocktail party from Mu Zhaoyang. At this cocktail party, there will be major news about Yilong to be announced. At the same time, those attending the cocktail party were all invited by Yilong, from the business, political and media friends from the industry, politics and media. They are gathered with elite celebrities. As long as you think about it with your knees, you will know who is attending the cocktail party.

In Lao He's opinion, in addition to having important things to be announced at this time, Yilong chose to hold this cocktail party at this time. In addition, there are also important things to be announced, it is also a public display of Yilong's strength. Fang Ruijun and Jiang Yingfeng were like Yilong's first offering at this time. Among them, the wise masters of the provincial capital can understand it with their own hearts.

Yilong chose the venue of this reception in Chengchuan. For Lao He, it was an opportunity. As the county magistrate, he was so busy that he almost couldn't find a job in investing in Chengchuan. Faced with such a good opportunity, how could Lao He let go?

Sometimes, even Lao He feels that his job is like a salesman. The only difference from those salesmen is that others sell goods, while he sells Chengchuan. With his relationship with Yilong, Lao He finally used both soft and hard methods to polish a list of guests from Mu Zhaoyang for this cocktail party the day before the cocktail party. When handing the list to Lao He, Mu Zhaoyang also told Lao He carefully that he must not leak this list before the cocktail party, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Before looking at that list, Lao He thought Mu Zhaoyang was joking with him. After looking at the list of guests of the party, Lao He took a breath of air conditioning. If the list of the party was accidentally exposed, it would be impossible to cause any trouble.

On the list, the bosses of some companies in the provincial capital and some figures from the official media did not surprise Lao He much. This book was expected, the only thing that surprised Lao He was that Yan Chang, the boss of the provincial capital, was also among the invited guests. The name of the North Star Company is well-known. Yan Chang and the energy of the North Star behind him can be said to be no less than Yilong. In some aspects, it is even more incomparable to Yilong. According to legend, if that person stomped his feet, the black and white roads in the provincial capital would be shaken twice...

However, compared with the name Yan Chang that surprised Lao He, the names of the guests below completely made Lao He's heart beat faster...
Chapter completed!