The young man sitting opposite is called Fang Tianhao. He is about the same age as Pang Bo and is a refined egoist.
The older man diagonally across the street is named Ding Shumao, known as Lao Ding. He is a typical officialdom veteran who does not do bad things, takes advantage of good things, seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, and protects himself wisely.
As for Director Luo Minghui, Pang Bo felt that this person was quite aggressive, otherwise he would not be placed in such an important position. It's just that the current financial predicament of Wantong County is like a ball of sesame, with the east connected to the west and the south connected to the north. It is so intricately intertwined that it affects the whole body. Who can solve it?
Set it up like this:
There are four people in the stock room. Old Ding is the elder and the only person here who can do practical things. He is also a free labor force. Everyone deals with him carelessly. Leave everything to him.
Women are just outsiders, fawning over rich girls and wealthy young men, hoping that their husbands in the Public Security Bureau will be reused.
This rich young man’s family background is very tough.
Women always flatter the wealthy young man, hoping to bring him and the rich girl together. Then he kept running against Pang Bo.
At first, everyone felt that Pang Bo's method would not work.
Then there must also be a scene where the wealthy young man pretends to be a slap in the face.
The next day, Luo Minghui opened the door and entered the stock room. As soon as everyone saw the dark clouds on his face, they guessed that something big must have happened again.
"Boss, are you being scolded or are you constipated?"
The clever Ji Minjun asked.
Luo Minghui clapped his hands twice and shouted: "It's a meeting, come over."
Everyone came to the compartment and stood in a row. Ji Minjun knew that Luo Minghui was going to make trouble, so he hid next to Pang Bo and stood in the corner.
Pang Bo was facing Luo Minghui.
Luo Minghui rested his buttocks on the edge of the desk, placed one hand on his chest, and rubbed his temples with the other.
"The director just made another statement, a long one, which can be summed up in one sentence. The county now needs money everywhere. Township units need to build roads, rectify polluting enterprises, sewage projects, pay dozens of auxiliary police officers, agricultural support, rural areas There is a huge gap in subsistence allowances for poor households and so on. Please give me some advice."
Seeing everyone lowering their heads, Luo Minghui was a little annoyed:
"Usually, he has a very loose mouth and can be used as a crusher, but he is mute at critical moments? Old Ding, tell me."
"Ah?" Ding Shumao is a veteran in the system. He always talks nonsense, "This matter cannot be rushed. It must be considered in the long term. If you act too hastily, there will be endless troubles..."
"Okay, okay, next one."
Fang Tianhao complained: "Boss, even the gods above have no idea. Let us soldiers and generals below find a way. Isn't it too difficult for us?"
Luo Minghui pointed at him and cursed: "Shut up, Xiao Hu."
Hu Bingqian smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm going to do the same thing as last time and go to the next county to beg for help. Fengxi County is so rich, right? Let Secretary Xu go and walk around. Maybe we can get some help to solve our urgent need."
Luo Minghui rolled his eyes: "The hole in our county is getting bigger and bigger. How can we repay the borrowed money? The economy is not improving, tax revenue is at the bottom, and major financial sectors such as hospitals, banks, electricity, housing construction, and land and resources are also being cut off one by one. Will you pay back the quarterly losses?”
Obviously Luo Minghui had seriously considered this method, but the hole was too big to be filled.
Hu Bingqian lowered her head and did not dare to speak anymore.
Luo Minghui first glanced at Ji Minjun from the corner of his eye. Well, she was playing with her nails with her head down.
Take another look at the new Pang Bo. Well, he was forced to come here just a few days ago and is a purely related person. He is useless.
Seeing these two sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks, Luo Minghui felt that his head would explode at any time, so he rubbed his temples with both hands.
Just when the room was so quiet that the toes scratched the floor, a voice suddenly broke the silence:
"Director, I have been studying the city's documents these days, and there seems to be a way to break the situation."
"How to break the situation?" When Luo Minghui opened his eyes, he realized that it was Pang Bo's voice. His interest level dropped to the bottom instantly, and he turned around and picked up the white ceramic cup on the table.
"What do you think."
Now it’s time to be more professional.
In stock room discussions and regular discussions, everyone puts forward their own opinions. Whether it can be realized is another matter. Everyone expresses his or her own opinion.
I mentioned a lot of unreliable ones, but at least they were considered marginal.
But when Pang Bo proposed applying for special funds, everyone was dumbfounded.
Then a burst of harsh jeers erupted in the small conference room.
Ji Minjun: "New here, do you know how many county-level units we have in Linbin Province?"
"26."
"You also know, I thought you didn't know how to count! Among the seven counties in Jingzhou City, our Wantong County ranks last in terms of economy and the youngest in the entire province."
Ji Minjun's words also revealed the doubts in other people's minds.
In short, the probability of Wantong County receiving this special fund is about the same as the probability of seeing a ghost at night.
Of course Pang Bo knew the difficulty. If someone else did it, it would be impossible.
But Pangbo has real solutions.
Pang Bo said that his old classmate had connections in the provincial government, so he had a way to get the funds.
2 Luo Minghui reported this matter to Lu Liang. Lu Liang thought for a moment: "Did he really say that?"
"right!"
Lu Liang felt ecstatic in his heart. He originally wanted to observe and observe again to see what kind of person Pang Bo was, so that he could find an opportunity to make him take the blame for trouble. But I didn't realize that this idiot actually took the initiative to take over.
OK, let him try to apply.
If successful, this special fund will amount to more than 80 million yuan, which can alleviate the financial difficulties of Wantong County. As the leader of the Finance Bureau, Lu Liang also made great achievements.
But if he fails and offends some big shot, he will be dead.
You know, the 26 counties in the province are competing for special funds from the provincial department. Is it so easy to get them? Everyone fights hard and uses various relationships and connections to fight. Basically, the annual special fund fight is like a fight between gods. If you don't have that magical power, you will die miserably.
What's more, Wantong County's financial revenue and industrial and agricultural foundation are very weak, and it doesn't even have the opportunity to be included in the assessment.
You don't even have a chance to sit at the gambling table, how can you win?
Therefore, no matter whether Pang Bo succeeds or fails, Lu Liang will always make a profit without losing any money.
"Young people are very energetic and hardworking, so let them apply."
Then Pangbo started to work on this matter,
When Director Fan actually came down, Lu Liang asked Pang Bo to take the lead on this mission.
Director Fan initially wanted to go to Fengxi County, and then Pang Bo made three plans to intercept Hu.
So there is a huge conflict with Wei Changlin here. Wei Mingdong has already entered, and this matter has a great impact on him. Fortunately, the media has already said hello, and it has not caused too much trouble. Therefore, Wei Changlin must now show political achievements to increase the chance of promotion. He is also bound to get this special fund.
The situation at Pang Bo's family should also be written, that is, the family was humiliated because he came to visit his son-in-law, so everyone in the family felt that he was embarrassed, and they made all kinds of cynicism. Even his parents did not want to see him.
Then a big shot comes and slaps him in the face.
Pang Bo first went to a nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables.
Auntie could tell at a glance that he was dressed like a cadre.
"Young man, are you from the county party committee compound?"
"yes."
Then fry the steak at home.
Tan Zijing: "Can you also fry steak?"
"I've learned a little bit. It's actually not difficult."
"I can only flip it over in two minutes, haha."
"Actually, the characteristics of each piece of steak are different, and there is no unified time. You have to watch when the blood comes out, and then wait for forty seconds when the blood comes out."
In a pretentious and slap-in-the-face plot, Pang Bo proposed a special support project on the government website.
Then he said, we can try it,
Lu Liang said, this is a fantasy and it is impossible for us to get it. That one is for a county with a high financial ranking. It is impossible for Wantong County to get it.
"I have a classmate who works as a deputy section officer in the provincial department. He told me that Director Fan has entered the promotion review period."
"What do you mean? What does this have to do with our application for special funds?"
"Director, do you think Director Fan needs political achievements? Under what circumstances can he achieve more political achievements?"
"..."
"Would it be better to help a wealthy county with a score of 90 and achieve a score of 95 in the exam, or to help a poor county with a score of 30 and achieve a score of 70 in the exam? I think Director Fan might consider it."
Pangboti said, "I have an old classmate who works in the Provincial Finance Bureau, and then I learned about such a fund."
After leaving the Wei family, Pang Bo looked at his watch, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.
He quickly hailed a taxi and headed straight to the city to prevent a tragedy.
At this moment, his mind was filled with the person he owed the most to in his previous life.
Wife Wei Yutong.
She is not a demon who supports her younger brother. She has always been opposed to using Pang Bo to take the blame, and she even broke up with the Wei family for this reason.
"Master, go to Jingzhou City No. 2 Middle School...quickly!"
"Okay! If you use the meter, there will definitely be a traffic jam. If you don't use the meter, it's 50."
"If you don't use the meter, be careful of getting into a car accident." Pangbo handed over 50 yuan. This driver was quite shady.
The drizzle of rain hits the car window, just like the vast and complicated thoughts at this moment.
In the previous life, in order to save her younger brother and indirectly her husband, Wei Yutong was stupid enough to seek help from the second-generation official who pursued her fiercely in college.
It is said that this second-generation official's father has great energy and can control the wind and rain in Jingzhou City.
The second-generation official played a trick and asked Wei Yutong to stay with him for one night.
After he was done, he retorted when he lifted up his pants and forced Wei Yutong to divorce him and remarry him before he would help.
After Wei Yutong knew that he had been deceived, he had no shame to see Pang Bo again.
When Pang Bo was sentenced to twenty years in prison in the final trial, Wei Yutong suffered severe mental trauma and suffered from depression, and finally walked ahead of Pang Bo.
"Honey, I was too stupid in my last life. In this life, no one can separate us."
Pang Bo's eyes became moist without realizing it.
Half an hour later, the taxi arrived at the gate of Jingzhou No. 2 Middle School, but it was still a step too late.
It was lightly raining, and a Mercedes-Benz parked at the school gate. Wei Yutong was wearing a black dress, with a slender and round figure, and her tight figure stretched the skirt very tight.
The man who helped her hold the umbrella and open the door was Liu Weiqiang, the mysterious second-generation official who once pursued her crazily.
Oops! Will tragedy happen again?
Pang Bo's mind went blank. Before he could react, Hu Touben had already driven some distance away.
Pang Bo quickly handed the driver fifty yuan:
"Master, follow the car just now."
The driver looked at the wrinkled 50 yuan bill and was a little frightened:
"That's a tiger running like a tiger. Will it be okay to follow him?"
Anyone who can afford to drive like a tiger these days is either rich or noble?
Pang Bo's eyes were cold and he handed over his wallet without any nonsense: "That's all I have, it's up to you! Don't pull it down."
The driver looked at the four hundred-dollar bills inside and simply spit some saliva on his palm:
"For the sake of your charge for love, sit still young man."
…
In the car, Wei Yutong was wearing a long dress that wrapped her long snow-white legs. Her elegant sitting posture was a bit restrained and her expression was indifferent.
The man in a suit next to him was driving, his eyes full of restlessness.
Wei Yutong, the campus beauty of Jingzhou Normal University, whom he had been courting for four years without success, got married as soon as he graduated, which made him half-dead angry. Who would have thought that I would contact him today.
Liu Weiqiang just wanted to reach out and grab Wei Yutong's little white hand, but he missed it.
"Weiqiang, I'm married, please respect yourself!"
"I really don't understand. How can you like that wimp Pang Bo, who is just an associate department, and a garbage as big as sesame seeds and mung beans? Anyway, you don't have children yet, and it's still too late to change your mind now. I don't mind second-hand goods."
