After this incident, Gao Shengzheng became deputy general secretary with meritorious service. It was considered that the provincial government had given him an assignment!
As for the subsequent negotiations between the refugee camp and the government, it was the responsibility of another provincial capital commissioner. At that time, he was already the deputy general secretary and no longer dealt with such matters. He only heard a little bit about the negotiations - I heard that the refugee camp and the government The commotion was ugly, and from here onwards, the refugee camp and the government continued to be at odds with each other, becoming an area neither the provincial government nor the city government had any control over, and it became increasingly filthy and decayed.
There are so many things about the past.
While Gao Sheng was talking, he went through the past in his mind again. He couldn't help but think of the miserable situation of the people living in refugee camps. He watched helplessly as department stores were built on the land of the people's ancestral homes, but these poor people could only live in damp shacks. Although he is not an official, he still understands how difficult people's livelihood is. Official duties belong to official duties. Privately, he has more sympathy for the people in the refugee areas!
After listening to Gao Shengzheng's memories, Song Siyuan also knew his helplessness. She looked at Gao Shengzheng and her eyes became a little cold: "Brother Gao, since we have the same view on the private migration industry, shouldn't this matter be done!"
Seeing Gao Shengzheng's slightly moved expression, she decided to continue working harder:
"If you think about it, these people are living a miserable life. The refugee camp will only exist like a dog-skin plaster for a long time. The Xiaodongmen ghost market is getting more and more lively, and it is almost connected by the refugee camp. If people become poorer and poorer, it will soon be It is easy to go to extremes. Once this place becomes a refugee camp, it will only be more difficult to manage in the future. But if the people there live well, they will definitely find a way to move out of that place. The refugee camp will gradually be emptied in the future. In the future, maybe We can also take back the refugee lands.”
After listening to it, Gao Shengzheng felt that what Song Siyuan said was reasonable and motioned for her to continue: "You are right. I have never advocated extermination of refugees."
Seeing that he agreed with her opinion, Song Siyuan continued to explain:
"There is an old saying that it is better to let go of enemies than to make enemies. There was no enmity between the refugees and the government in the first place. However, after you got involved like this, the enmity turned into enmity. If we can resolve the enmity with these people, it will be a good thing for the future Xijing government. There are only advantages and no disadvantages. If you have such a heartache, you must always be on guard against this!"
"Of course, I have something more personal to tell Brother Gao. The Shuanxu Department is responsible for the examination and appointment of officials in the General Affairs Council. The inspection of moral character is also very important. If you can solve the problem of the refugee camps, it will be a great achievement. No one can take away your credit from now on."
"Even if it's the deputy governor, if the problem of the homeless camps is solved under their hands, it will only do them good and no harm."
"What do you think?"
Song Siyuan looked at Gao Shengzheng expectantly. She could see that this man sympathized with the homeless people, but he still had doubts about driving a rickshaw. There was a sad look on his face, and he was obviously hesitant:
"Then, I have a lot of people to coordinate with. I can talk to the Governor and the deputy assistants, but the Transportation Department is not so easy to talk to. But it's not that I can't change things. If what you said is true, I Try to get this done.”
"Then, thank you very much, Brother Gao!"
When Song Siyuan saw that it was possible to realize her wish, the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.
Although Gao Shengzheng agreed to the matter, he was not sure and did not want to finish his words, so he considered it and said:
"Speaking of the issue of the refugee camp, I thought it over improperly. I only thought about getting promoted but did not take into account people's livelihood. It set a bad example for future generations and caused so many nameless hatreds. If I can do it, I will definitely handle it for you. However, I I won’t be able to reply to you for a while, so please give me your contact information and I will notify you as soon as I have news.”
"Well, we'll stay at the Love Inn on South Street. You can call their line and they'll forward it to me and I'll receive it."
Song Siyuan took out a pen and paper from her backpack, tore open the note and wrote down the address and phone number of Lefu Inn, and handed it to the secretary next to Gao Shengzheng.
"Okay, I will give you a message whether it works or not. There is no point in staying here, so just go back first."
When things come to this point, success or failure cannot be decided in a short while. As long as Gao Shengzheng takes this matter at ease, the hope of it being able to be done increases a lot. Seeing that Brother Gao is really busy, he can only Take Yue Guanchao and the others back first.
When everyone returned to Lefu Inn, Sun Daqiao was sneaking around in the foyer. When he saw Yue Guanchao coming back, he hurriedly welcomed them into the room: "My eldest nephew, we have been in Xijing for two or three days, and suddenly a bird appeared in the yard. Bai Ying, I guess it was Mrs. Zhang who invited me to communicate with me. Do you think I should write her our location first?"
Yue Guanchao stood outside the window and looked above his head. Changkong was indeed back!
When he returned to Fengtian, he had already asked Changkong to fly back to Mrs. Zhang. On the one hand, he was monitoring Mrs. Zhang, and on the other hand, he did not want to alert the snake. Now this silly white eagle has flown over, proving that Zhang is no longer far away from them, and is even dormant. In Xijing City.
"Xu~~~"
Yue Guanchao didn't answer the old man's words. He pinched his fingers and whistled. The white eagle spun around a few times and landed on the window sill with flapping wings.
