It was almost noon, and Xue Xiang finally walked into Zhou Mingfang's office under the guidance of the application.

Zhou Mingfang is nearly fifty years old. In the current department, he is barely considered a young and strong man. He is kind-hearted and dressed very simple. As soon as Xue Xiang entered the door, he smiled and stood up from the desk: "Xue Xiang, wait for a long time, haha, don't think that I, Zhou, is a big-supervised person and does not give us the face of a top student at Peking University. On the contrary, I deliberately blocked the time here and invited our County Magistrate Xue to have lunch together. I wonder if I can enjoy my face?"

Zhou Mingfang first "Xue Xiang", then "a top student at Peking University", and finally "County Mayor Xue". The three titles, with different meanings and progressive layers, make people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze and look very close. This is probably the legendary art of conversation for leaders.

Zhou Mingfang invited him, but Xue Xiang naturally asked for it. After all, the Chinese people are used to doing business at the dinner table. This time, this Commissioner Zhou gave him a good opportunity.

The lunch was eaten in the prefectural party cafeteria, and it was not in a single room, so I chose a secluded place in the corner. The diners who were dining in the hall obviously knew Zhou Mingfang. There were many greetings, but no one came over. Several of the surroundings were deliberately empty, and no one showed surprise on their faces. It was obvious that Zhou Mingfang often ate in this hall instead of making a move in front of Xue Xiang.

The lunch was so simple that Xue Xiang stared at him. He didn't even have a few bowls of separate dishes. Instead, he put two huge enamel jars on a tray. The rice in the jar was sinking into the bottom, stir-fried cabbage, and sauce and radish. The only meat dish was three large fat slices, which were so greasy that it was dazzling.

Zhou Mingfang took the rice bowl and picked up the bamboo chopsticks on the table. He was not polite, and he ate it up with his head. Compared with Xue Xiang, he was a normal person. Xue Laosan saw the radish, cabbage and white fat meat in the bowl, and his appetite was completely gone. He had a very happy temperament. Since his time traveled, he had been as luxurious as possible in terms of food, even when he was sent to Koushantun. In those difficult conditions, Xue Laosan also had chicken, duck, fish and meat every time.

The bowl of rice in front of me is the most difficult portion I have ever seen. Zhou Mingfang moved very quickly and half of the jar was eliminated, especially the three pieces of fat in the bowl. He got a stomachache early and was eating. When he was eating, he suddenly saw that Xue Xiang was motionless. He even put the chopsticks into Xue Xiang's jar, and took the three pieces of fat and slid them over, slid them off. The other two pieces were asked by the old man to pick them up into his own bowl. The old man sighed and stretched out the chopsticks again, as if he didn't confiscate the last piece of fat.

At this moment, Xue Xiangru woke up from her dream. She quickly turned the porcelain jar and protected her arms: "Specialist Zhou, you don't have this little meat in my bowl. You have snatched it away. What should I eat?" As he spoke, Xue Laosan waved his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. In just over a minute, a large jar was filled with nearly two kilograms of dry goods, and he had all eaten.

Zhou Mingfang stared at the last piece of fat meat in Xue Xiang's mouth and the empty porcelain jar, and was stunned. Finally, he gave a thumbs up: "You're going to be in trouble!"

Xue Xiang knew what the three words meant by it, but he was just saying that he was not a spoiled person and could endure hardships!

If Xue Xiang's "Word of Hei Sai" is really a part of a performance, he has a rough idea of ​​Zhou Mingfang's style since his contact. This is a typical old-school cadre who is hardworking and hates pleasure. If Xue still expects to gain favor and accomplish things, then the rice in front of him must be eaten. Not only must he eat it, but he must also eat it sweetly and taste it.

Therefore, when Lao Xue bit his teeth, his heart was tilted, and he fell into his mouth.

As soon as the two of them stopped, they put on two cups of tea, saying it was a cup, and they were also packed in a porcelain jar. The tea water was muddy and the tea soup was red and black. At a glance, they knew it was a big tree leaf worth five cents a pound. Since they knew what Commissioner Zhou liked, Xue Laosan simply put it all in and picked up the porcelain jar and drank it.

Sure enough, Zhou Mingfang smiled and said, "Xue Xiang, you are not bad! At first I thought you were born in the capital and studied at Peking University, so I couldn't help but feel arrogant. I didn't expect that when I saw you today, I looked at you with admiration."

Xue Xiang still looked like a pure little white rabbit: "Commissioner Zhou, you are too proud. Don't forget that I have been the captain of Kaoshantun for more than a year. I have never suffered any hardships?"

Zhou Mingfang waved his hand and smiled and said, "I may not have been to the countryside, I have suffered. I remember someone ate a lot of chickens and eggs from members' homes back then."

After brushing it, Xue Xiang's old face, which was as thick as a city wall, finally turned red again. After all, he lies in person, was exposed, and was exposed by his own Shangguan. The more embarrassing this feeling is, the more embarrassing it is.

It turned out that the person Zhou Mingfang was referring to Xue Xiang. When Guo Minjia of Chengtian County collected Xue Xiang's crimes in Kaoshantun, bourgeois hedonism was one of them. Of course, he had to eat hundreds of chickens and countless eggs in the brigade. At that time, before the public opinion trend had deviated, Xue had been criticized by major newspapers across the country for this.

Zhou Mingfang mentioned the old story again, not because he wanted to see Xue Laosan make a fool of himself. Seeing that he blushed, he turned around and said, "Okay, it's okay if you don't mention Kuoshantun. When I mention Kuoshantun, I want to ask you a question. Xue Xiang has only been in Kuoshantun for more than a year, and you have made such a scene. You have not arrived in Xiaoshan County for a long time. Why haven't you seen any improvement in Xiaoshan County? Is it because you don't do your best to work or have Jiang Lang finished his talents?"

The old man’s problem is really sharp, and Xue Xiang wants to argue without saying anything. Although there are many reasons for saying it, such as “I am a person in Kaoshantun, specializing in power, but in Xiaoshan County, I am always in control of elbows”, and “Kaoshantun, everyone is united, the masses are single, and the officials in Xiaoshan County are mixed, so it takes a lot of effort to deal with relationships. How can I do my job in a solid manner?” and so on.

But these truths are unspeakable, because superior leaders will not listen to your many excuses. In their eyes, subordinate cadres should be a scattered treasure and everything is perfect. After all, the leader has no obligation to help you sort out all obstacles. It is your responsibility to achieve results, otherwise what is the use of you?

Seeing that Xue Xiang was silent, Zhou Mingfang felt even more fond of him. As an old cadre, he certainly knew the principle of adapting to local conditions and changing times. If Xue Xiang really defended his reason, he would look down on the celebrity cadre, "Okay, don't talk about it. You are here to ask for help today. Everything else is easy to say. If you want money, please don't speak."

Zhou Mingfang asked Xue Laosan to avoid opening his mouth, but Xue Laosan refused to listen. The little white rabbit had to pretend when he should be pretending, but he had to be shameless when he should be shy. If he was easily sent by a word, could he be Xue come early in the morning just to eat carrots and cabbage?

"Specialist Zhou, I did come to you for help today, but it is not for money. It is mainly to talk about the production issues of Jiande Hardware Factory in our county." Xue Laosan also knew the skills of the conversation. Two things are relatively simple to do first.

Zhou Mingfang took a sip of tea and said, "I have heard about the hardware factory, but it is really unreasonable. Why? It has not yet calmed down?"

However, it is said that the boiler explosion in Jiande Hardware Factory and the subsequent workers' conflicts are almost impossible to completely block it. Zhou Mingfang heard about it, but Xue Xiang was not curious, "Now the workers' emotions are stable, and the work of rescuing the injured and comforting the workers has come to an end. The factory has resumed normal production."

"Oh, it's very good. I have controlled the situation in such a short time. It shows that you have a good job. Why do you still mention that there are problems with the hardware factory? What's the problem?"

"The work was carried out under the leadership of the county party committee's secretary of the security committee. I dare not take credit. As for the hardware factory, it seems that it has been back on track now, but there are still many problems inside. The most important thing is that the triangle debt problem is simply the biggest economic burden of the hardware factory!"

Zhou Mingfang tapped the desktop and said, "What are you doing?"

Xue Xiang said: "It's not a question to say that the method is not enough. I just hope that the Prefectural Committee can agree to the decoupling of our hardware factory from the upstream and downstream?"

Speaking of which, triangular debt is nothing more than a owing b, b owing c, c and c owing a. This is like a circulation pipeline. Suddenly at a bend, three big pits appeared, and the water flowed into the pit, and the circulation stagnated. Originally, after the debts offset each other, the three big pits were filled, and the economy returned to smooth flow. But things in the world have always been easy to know and difficult to do. Even if everyone knows the truth, in order to make accounts, the leaders' small abacus and conflicts between factories are always unsatisfied. Triangular debts were formed, and then it became a crisis. In 1991, the Republic broke out in the triangular debt crisis of state-owned enterprises. After the iron-fisted prime minister took office, he spent a lot of energy to clean up.

Take Jiande Hardware Factory as an example. His upstream, the other three factories in Huayuan area, which produce tripods, bicycles and simple bearings, owes the cost of OEM nuts, tripods, and outer ring wheels, while Jiande Hardware Factory itself owes the material cost of downstream, iron factory, paint factory, and coal factory. Originally, if the accounts on both sides were offset, the hardware factory should have a balance, but now, he is stuck in the upstream and downstream and cannot survive.

After hearing Xue Xiang's request to decouple, Zhou Mingfang was shocked: "Is it your idea or the opinion of your county party committee?"

In fact, it is no wonder that Zhou Mingfang was surprised, because in his opinion, this decoupling was simply pushing the hardware factory to death. Because these days, factories are state-owned and have no sense of competition at all. They are all assigned production tasks by superior authorities and are responsible for distributing the produced products, that is, the factory is only responsible for production without worrying about sales. Once this hardware factory is decoupled, the superior authorities don’t have to worry about their life or death, and they don’t have to help them find business. The empty business just happens to supply several other factories that are dissatisfied with.
Chapter completed!