Chapter 2 Mayor (2)

The town government described in the young man's award-winning novel was called the Town Revolutionary Committee at the time—I heard that some readers questioned this, saying that the author violated the historical truth.This opinion is not bad, but it lacks a sense of humor—the Town Revolutionary Committee at that time was very revolutionary. It was just on the side of the main road at the entrance of the town. It used to be the ancestral hall of a local clan with a big surname. It was in disrepair for many years, dilapidated, and four walls It is cracked and crooked, grass grows on the roof, and it has decayed into gray; the windows opened after the ancestral hall was converted into an office have no glass, and are covered with transparent plastic bags for packaging fertilizers.During the Cultural Revolution, red paint and yellow paint were painted all over the walls, not to maintain the house, but to write quotations.The red, yellow and yellow colors are like makeup on an old face, which is not only ugly, but also hideous.There is almost nothing complete in the room. The tables have to lean against each other to be stable, and the chairs have to lean against the wall to dare to sit. The accountant's abacus and ballpoint pen are all wrapped with hospital tape.The town was originally poor, and after a few years of revolutionary baptism, it will become even more innocent. However, no matter how poor you are, there is a way to be happy. happy.

There has never been a saying in the township that meetings are held on time.People always come first and last. It is said that it opens at nine o'clock, and it is good if there are enough people to sit at ten o'clock.While waiting for people, the first ones tell jokes to pass the time.Leading cadres mainly tell jokes related to leading cadres: a leader came from the superior, and he made a report at the meeting. I work in childbirth." Then I humbly said, "I'm a rough old man, how rough is it? Your female director knows that last night, I touched her until the middle of the night..." and so on.In such jokes, the object of amusement is always the female director.If I talk too much, I feel that it is an old formula and has no new ideas.On this day, someone had an idea and told another person.We don't always try to have a good time with our mouths.Today I don’t come for vegetarian food, but if I want to come, I will order some meat.You usually flirt with the women's director, but today you dare to grab her chest in front of everyone, and it will also open our eyes.

Everyone booed and said in unison: "Okay!" There was a sound of mountains, like an oath. The female director is an educated youth from the 1960s, very active and capable.In less than a year, he joined the party and became a model educated youth.The Town Revolutionary Committee was drawn up when it was preparing for the Women's Congress, and then stayed to become the director of the new Women's Congress.The educated youths in the town have "five golden flowers", and the two most beautiful flowers have entered the town revolution committee.One is the announcer of the town radio station; the other is the female director.The female director is a worker-peasant-soldier type, very plump and strong, with extremely high breasts, which makes many people covet.

The other person who was proposed was the deputy director of the Town Revolutionary Committee (that is, the deputy mayor). He found out and recommended the women's director, and the relationship between the two was naturally unusual. Someone asked him in private whether he was with the women's director. It's not a problem, he always asks: What do you think?It's clearly the air of success.It's just that everyone hasn't seen the public proof yet. The women director is always the last to arrive.One is because coming early will make these stinky men make fun of it without thinking; the other is because after becoming a cadre and encountering scenes, a woman always needs to clean up her face.She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that day. The shirt was very thin, and it couldn’t cover anything. The flesh-colored bra inside looked like she hadn’t worn it from a distance (this is actually the opinion of the townspeople. The female director’s dress is still very decent Yes, it's just because it has some urban taste, and the townspeople think it's a bit eye-catching).

The women's director strode in with a towering breast that seemed to be without a bra.The pace and sound of her walking are as sensational and heroic as she is talking and doing.On the contrary, the room seemed extraordinarily quiet.The men who have always been loud and majestic are all focused, as if they are thinking deeply about the future of the country and the world.This made the female director a little surprised, a little strange, and a little discouraged.Back then, she was always the most attention-getting, but this time she was left out. "What happened?" She couldn't help but lighten her steps, and walked up to the deputy mayor and pushed his shoulder.

The deputy mayor, who had been smoking a cigarette before, slowly extinguished the remaining cigarette butts in a piece of watermelon rind, then suddenly turned his head, stretched out his hand sticking with melon juice, and grabbed one of the female director's breasts. There was a loud "boom" as if the house collapsed suddenly.The men who had made a deep look before burst into laughter together, and some people laughed out of breath, and fell on the ground together with their chairs. The female director didn't show any weakness, she fought with the deputy mayor head-on, cursing "dead ghosts, beasts" and blushing.But it sounds like there are only three points of anger, but seven points of happiness.

Finally calmed down, the deputy mayor announced the opening of the meeting.The original mayor of the town has been transferred away, and the deputy mayor has been in charge of the work.The deputy mayor thought that there was no doubt that he would fill the mayor's vacancy this time, but unexpectedly, the county sent a new mayor. "Today's meeting is to welcome the new mayor." The deputy mayor said lazily, glanced at a person sitting in the opposite corner, and lazily raised his hands to take the lead in clapping his hands.As if he had just remembered that there was a mayor sitting in the room.The slaps below followed a few times, sparsely and lazily.The deputy mayor is from the town, and he never left the town from studying to working.Most of the town government is acquaintances who worked with him or were promoted by him, and everyone acts according to his wink.Above him, the mayor had changed several times, but none of them would stay for long.But the higher-ups are absolutely against it, and would rather change people around like a lantern than to make him a regular.He also made up his mind to fight.The county wanted to transfer him away, but he refused to leave.I couldn't catch him making any serious mistakes, and he also helped to speak up, so it was deadlocked like this.He naturally didn't care about the new mayor this time.

The new mayor not only has nothing to be concerned about, but he is very contemptuous. He is a mangy head with many scars. The scar is obviously the masterpiece of the shaved man, pink and gray.Among the scars, there are occasional strands of thin hair, like camel grass in the desert.The face was dark, with rough wrinkles and purple bumps.Such a person as the mayor is really a kind of bullying to the whole town. This welcome meeting is just a routine, showing the deputy mayor's dignity.So they should say what to say, what to do, and what to do, regardless of the attitude of the new mayor.The mayor has also been sitting peacefully, looking at everyone with a kind of naive novelty.Everyone laughed, and he laughed too.When everyone finished laughing, he didn't laugh, just didn't talk.He didn't speak until the deputy mayor announced that he was invited to speak.

He said it was not the first time he had been back in town today.After the county decided to transfer him to the town, he had been around the town a few times, and he knew a little about the various situations in the town. As soon as he spoke, everyone could hear that he was full of energy and his voice was loud, but he restrained himself. His words sounded very gentle, but in fact they were very harsh. There was no politeness, and no intention of asking for advice. , and didn’t even hide a bit: “Today’s meeting doesn’t have to be long. It’s meaningless if this kind of meeting is long. I have to come anyway, whether you’re welcome or not. I see it this way. The office will issue a notice to hold a two-level cadre meeting. All the heads of the town’s subordinate units gathered in the town, and all the heads of the Town Revolutionary Committee participated. The registration time is set for next Monday.”

After the mayor finished speaking, he announced the end of the meeting, and immediately got up and walked out of the conference room.He didn't ask the deputy mayor if he had anything to add, and he didn't ask for anyone's opinion.The meeting officially started and ended in less than ten minutes. The others stayed in their seats for a moment without moving.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that this time it was a bit "unfriendly".There is a saying that "out of ten dysentery, nine ha (pronounced ha, the same as 'man')", this time, I am afraid that I have encountered a dysentery that is difficult to shave.

The deputy mayor's face was livid.In this first fight with the mayor, he obviously lost.The mayor unceremoniously and easily took the initiative of the meeting, which was tantamount to leaving him there.At the end he smiled coldly, he still had confidence in his absolute position in the town. The mayor sat in the office of the Town Revolutionary Committee at work the next day, watching the director of the office draft the meeting notice, mimeograph it, and mail it in separate envelopes.Then he ordered the units to call one by one to ensure that no one would be missed.The phone call needs to be recorded, and he will verify it later.