Wei Qiming suddenly broke out, but it was really scared that the gang of minds who were still thinking of ways to continue to pester Xue Xiang. You should know that Wei Qiming is apart from Ming'er's good temper and almost never scolds his subordinates loudly. Today, an honest person gets angry, who dares to speak out? What's more, Secretary Wei is not a good man. People don't like to get angry, that's because they have a scheming, but when they get rid of others, they will definitely be unforgettable for you. Besides, Wei Qiming's weight is naturally far greater than Xue Xiang. He is the chief of a county, and he is ruthless and wants to take off his black hat. That's also a matter of one sentence.

At this moment, Wei Qiming became angry. The crowd continued to whisper without saying a word. Even the previous look of anger was not dared to show off. They all lowered their heads honestly, not knowing what they were thinking.

Wei Qiming was really annoyed. He was not annoyed that Xue Xiang had successfully sang a big show in front of him, but he was angry that the fat pigs in front of him had a vegetable on their faces and were fat and fat behind their backs. Secretary Wei thought that even if these fat pigs were to be slaughtered, he should have someone else slaughtered them himself, but who would have thought that all the fat pigs were cheaper. Besides, among these fat pigs, many of them were simply pulled by him. This is better, these bastards don’t have a heart-to-heart relationship with others, but they are really tolerant. Who is intolerable?

Wei Qiming cursed for a while, his throat was dry. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He was about to receive it. The clinker chore was caught from the ground. He was so angry that he almost exploded. But when Yu Dingzhong took it, he heard that Yu Dingzhong took it for a few breaths, and he accumulated enough energy and shouted: "All the finances are collected into the accounting center. Who has any objection? Let me react!"

After saying that, with a bang, Lieutenant General Yu Ding kicked somersault with the seat he pushed open. County Magistrate Yu, who was full of anger, no longer cared about Secretary Wei's face and left the field first. But when he saw him take big steps and head straight to the door, Xiao Suo's back thrust into Jinhui at noon, was so tall and sacred.

Suddenly, Yu Dingzhong walked to the middle of Jinhui, and fell to the ground with a thud. In an instant, the scene became chaotic and countless people ran towards the other side.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, let Dean Fu see."

"Hurry, the whole thing is lost, all the things are dispersed, all the things are dispersed, let County Mayor Yu breathe fresh air..."

"Fortunately, fortunately, County Mayor Yu just became angry and fainted..."

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I am afraid of speaking in the world and love to listen to ghosts singing poems in autumn graves.

In late winter and spring, the weather is bleak, the trees are sparse, and the vast Changbai Mountain is less energetic. Looking around, there is nothing but snow, but snow.

This day was February 4, 1980, the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, 179, and the Spring Festival was approaching. Since that day's money-making meeting, Xue Xiang has not been idle for a day. Although he had been snatching up the stakes and got back more than 520,000, it only solved the urgent need for the spring of the coming year. It was only a fraction of the promise of 2.4 million. Including the subsidies for the region in the next year and the income of the county in previous years, Xue still had a gap of nearly 400,000.

What's more, the "robbery" of the second-level agency, Mr. Xue made a promise to return the money when the county's finances are abundant. Those who are only thinking that Mr. Xue is still behaved and speaks cheaply, but Mr. Xue is determined to solve it together in the coming year. After all, Mr. Xue first came to Xiaoshan County, and many people were favored by him, but more people offended. And he was offended by Mr. Xue when he became a regular next year. After all, Mr. Xue was not a fool after all, and naturally knew how harmful the loss was. Therefore, he had to return the more than 500,000 people from the "robbery" before the People's Congress. He was not a fool, and he had to fight for the vote for the more than 500,000 people from the "robbery".

Apart from the more than 500,000 that was destined to be returned, the gap for Xue's next year has expanded to more than 900,000 again. Considering the triangular debt crisis of the county's large taxpayers Xuri Wool Miller and Jiande Hardware Factory, the county's established tax revenue of more than one million will probably have another gap of nearly two hundred thousand. In this way, Xue's total gap for the next year is still more than one million.

With such a mountain-like burden, why don’t Xue Xiangxinjiao be called? Naturally, he can’t continue to sit in the accounting center all day long.

Therefore, since the money-making conference ended that day, in addition to attending important meetings of the county party committee and county government for nearly three months, Xue Xiang either studied the financial and tax sources of Xiaoshan County in his office, or went to the countryside for on-site inspections to make necessary preparations for the next year.

After three months, Xue Xiangzhen was sleeping in the open and went through hardships. He went to Guaizi Village, the farthest from the county government. It was a village with only a dozen households. In the deepest part of Tiandang Mountain, there were cableways for entering and exiting, that is, two ropes were connected between the two cliffs, and a bamboo basket was tied between the two ropes. The rope was not even an iron rope. It was made of linen from the mountain. When passing the rope, the mountain wind whistled, and the cliff was thousands of feet wide. You could feel kissing the god of death with your eyes closed. Wang Gang and Chu Zhaohui, who followed, all their claws were numb. They lay on the cliff on one side and were so weak that they had no strength, not to mention taking a look at the bottomless cliff. As a result, Xue Xiang went alone, leaving hundreds of yuan, and two lines of clear tears, and then turned back.

In addition to this small mountain village, Xue Xiang also entered Huangfeng Mountain, the remaining line of Changbai Mountain, trying to find some mountain products, medicinal materials and clinker that can breed in large quantities. The old hunter who introduced that the northeast produces three treasures and ginseng mink worm umlad grass, but the mountains in Xiaoshan County only produce umlad grass, not ginseng and marten. Xue Xiang is knowledgeable and naturally knows that the three treasures in the old hunters are the old treasures. In fact, the new three treasures are ginseng mink marten antlers, which are all expensive things. As for the umlad grass in the old treasures, it is a weed used by the poor to weave shoes, make insoles, and prevent freezing. Although it is not too much to call it a treasure, it is mostly ridiculous.

In this way, Xue Xiang's attempt to develop mountain cargo breeding was almost blocked.

In March, Xue Xiang went up the mountains and went down the water, traveling from street to door, and walked around every village, every peak, and every river. Eight pairs of leather shoes were worn out. Finally, he had no choice but to wear straw sandals. Later, Liu Ying'er heard the news. The little girl felt sorry for her lover, so she sent someone to send a pair of crocodile leather shoes, which relieved Xue Xiang's embarrassment with good clothes and straw sandals.

The wind blows tightly, and even Xue Xiang's strong and straight body can't withstand the white-haired wind blowing from the mountains.
Chapter completed!