Chapter 17 Chapter Sixteen

According to the agreed time, when the seven members of the writer interview group were introduced into the reception room by the "little white pigeon", it was not yet dark, and the sanatorium was already full of lights. The writer interview group was formed in accordance with the instructions of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary Lu Guangming, with the purpose of reflecting the city's reform achievements and creating first-class works.As the director of the art department of the city newspaper, Cheng Yue couldn't do without him.But one is because she is familiar with farmers and entrepreneurs in various counties, and Lao Dang, the vice chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles in charge of leading the team, insisted on inviting her; Bobo wants to integrate the two identities of reporter and writer into one.In addition, there is another reason. After she and Liu Biansheng got married, Yue Pengcheng sent letters several times to invite their young couple to the big mulberry garden.With these three items, Cheng Yue complied.They landed on the ground of Pengcheng after going through several counties.

Among the seven generals, some have come to Pengcheng for the first time, some have been to Pengcheng many times; some really want to broaden their horizons, some just want to see the scenery and seafood; Between opera and popular literature. But one thing they all have in common when they come to Pengcheng is that they want to meet Yue Pengcheng. Celebrities were also turned away. "In the future, don't introduce me to useless people!" Yue Pengcheng said to a deputy head of the county party committee's propaganda department once half-truthfully.Since then, the Propaganda Department has really dared not introduce guests to Da Sangyuan.However, this time with Cheng Yue present, the situation is different.

"Welcome! Writers are welcome!" The writer interview group just took their seats, without a single sound, Yue Pengcheng walked into the reception room with a smile in his blue and white striped convalescent uniform.He shook everyone's hands one by one to express his welcome, and then pulled Lao Dang and Cheng Yue to sit on the big sofa in the middle. "Little White Pigeon" made an exception, wearing a proud blue dress, came in and made everyone a cup of tea, then flirted with Yue Pengcheng with a proud blue dress, and withdrew.This female nurse, who was transferred here with her retired father, exudes a pure, pure city girl's charm.Her appearance made Cheng Yue and others have doubts: whether the person meeting here is really a rural branch secretary, rather than a formidable senior cadre.

"You are an interview group of writers, and you are all celebrities. I am very happy to come to my place." Yue Pengcheng said enthusiastically and without losing his grace, "I heard from Director Cheng on the phone that you want to know about rural reforms. , write first-class works. I agree very much. I have read a few literature and art that reflect rural reforms in recent years. Let me tell you bluntly: the gap is not small. Rural reforms have taken several big steps in the past few years. Some writers are still playing circles around a family contractor, singing ditties for some old ideas. Some even won awards, but I don’t see any future for winning awards. Chairman Mao said that literature and art are cogs and screws. Yours The gears and screws are not installed in the right place.

I am an old man who was born as a soldier, but I have loved reading since I was a child, and I admire you people.Say it now (sunny day) Something is wrong, probably.But it has a rural flavor, and it is a little fascinated.For example, looking around today is also meaningful.The real reform in rural areas depends on policies alone, and there is no way to keep up with viewpoints and awareness.If you can't get rid of the small-peasant view of Wanwan, you can't reform.So, here are two things for you: one is that you are the vanguard of building spiritual civilization, and you can tell me what you need to do; Shampoo your brain. "

Yue Pengcheng's opening remarks made the writers stunned: these words seem to be said by an insider, but they cannot be said by ordinary insiders; the new viewpoint and the old viewpoint are naturally blended, and the criticism, encouragement and statement are cordial and frank, without affectation , domineering smell. The poet nicknamed "Monkey" stared intently at the long-known "devil" in front of him, with surprise and bewilderment under his eyebrows.Cheng Yue glanced at him, with a bit of complacency and sarcasm in the corner of his mouth. This monkey is the Secretary of the Youth League Committee of the Municipal Transportation Company.In the work unit, he is a popular figure with orthodox, honesty.When he came out and wrote poems, it was "the magic eye caves into the world, and the soldiers leave Qishan".Interview with Yue Pengcheng, he is the most active one.But his enthusiasm is not much different from his eagerness to witness a monster, eager to confirm a prophecy or fantasy.

"How is your plan arranged? When will you visit me?" Yue Pengcheng asked. "Your family" "our family", "your place" and "our place" are the words of the powerful people in Pengcheng.When this mantra came to Yue Pengcheng's mouth, the word "men" was always omitted. "We listen to Secretary Yue's arrangement," said the old party. "Where is this talking? You are the leaders of the city!" Yue Pengcheng said, but then said: "How about tomorrow? Big Mulberry Garden opens its doors for writers! "

"Thank you, Secretary Yue. Just follow Secretary Yue's arrangement." "Okay. Who are you going to interview me tonight? Come up with a topic." "We thought, should we ask Secretary Yue to introduce the general situation of the rural reform first." The old party said. "This question should be answered by the secretary of the county party committee. According to the central government, rural reform has taken two steps so far. The first step is from the collective big pot to family contracting, which is a progress.But I think it has to be divided into two.Fortunately, the big pot of rice has been broken, and the enthusiasm of individuals has been brought into play;We don't know about other places and have no right to speak.In our place, all the villages where the collective economy has been dismantled and divided are in a bad situation.This is what everyone has seen, so I won't repeat it.The second step of the rural reform started with the No. 1 Central Document this year, and the content is one: to develop the commodity economy.In my opinion, this is the real reform.Small-scale peasant economy, single farming, self-sufficiency, started from the generation of Qin Shihuang and his aunts and grandmothers, what is the result?At the beginning of this year, the county was training the branch secretary, and I published a fallacy: Marx described the commodity economy as a special product of capitalism, which is now untenable, and everyone accepts it; now the development of the commodity economy is called socialism If it is not developed, it has to be done like this, which is also untenable.In my opinion, even with communism, the abolition of the commodity economy will not work!Whether this is reasonable or not, everyone can criticize and listen. "

Yue Pengcheng did not read much and was extremely conscientious. Important content must be transcribed and recited, and he can quote and develop it at any time.This is a habit he developed when he was learning how to wear a pacesetter in the army.Many people who have heard his speeches or reports are often amazed by his amazing memory and sharp thinking. Seeing a few people taking notes, he smiled and said, "My comrade writers, most of what I said was said in central documents and newspaper editorials, and a small part was my nonsense. Remember it, and hit me later. Black gun, I don't admit it at all!"

Everyone laughed, and those people combined the interview book. "Let's talk about something specific, shall we? If anyone has a question, I can answer it. If I can't answer it, how about saying 'no comment'?" Yue Pengcheng stared at the old party and Cheng Yue, and then looked again. Several other writers. There was a silence.The old party's question was answered.Cheng Yue originally had no questions to ask.Several other people focused their attention on the monkey poet-he threatened along the way that he must see the eyes of the devil tonight. The monkey poet's initial impression of Yue Pengcheng is: unexpected, quite extraordinary.But he subverted the feeling with his own unique way of thinking, and came to the conclusion: arrogant and arrogant.

"I want to ask a few questions that ordinary people can't accept. I wonder if Secretary Yue will allow it?" He pretended to be solemn. "A question that ordinary people can't accept? What question can't be accepted? I'd like to hear about it." Yue Pengcheng's character of daring to accept the challenge, and the challenge of the monkey poet hit it off. "First question." Monkey took out his small notebook and glanced at it. "Some people say that township enterprises are parasites, parasitic on state-owned enterprises, and enrich themselves by scraping the country's oil and water. What is Secretary Yue's comment on this statement? " "My comment is, first of all, you should ask what kind of worm is the person who said this? In my opinion, he is neither a parasite nor a good worm. Because people who understand a little bit about China's national conditions cannot say such things. Come on." Ask sharply and answer bluntly.An ear pricked up in the parlor. "What are China's national conditions? One is that there are many lands and people, and state-owned industry and commerce alone cannot meet the needs. The other is that the rural areas have great potential, but they cannot be brought into play. The combination of the two and the two is the word 'poor'. What township enterprises solve is This contradiction has enabled the potential of the countryside to be brought into play, the prosperity of farmers has become a reality, and it has also enriched commodity production and brought benefits to the country. Take our big mulberry garden as an example, the country has not invested a penny in these years, and it has created tens of millions of output value every year. , to pay hundreds of thousands of taxes to the country. May I ask, which world has this kind of parasite?" Monkey: "I agree with Secretary Yue's answer. But some people say that township and village enterprises develop through bribery, entertaining guests and giving gifts, and engaging in unhealthy practices. How should we look at this issue?" Yue Pengcheng: "Is there such a situation? Yes. Is it true? Yes. But it depends on what point of view you use. The same thing, for example, we use native products—mainly seafood products to do business with others.According to the past point of view, it is buying and selling, and speculation; according to the current point of view, it is to communicate with each other to invigorate the economy.The same is to treat guests and give gifts. Some people say it is unhealthy, but I say it is reciprocity.I don't know if you, little comrade, have guests at home, do you want to treat him to a meal?People are leaving, do you want to give them some gifts to take with them?Heads of state exchange visits and hold state banquets to give gifts. Is that also called unhealthy practice? " The monkey was at a loss for words. Yue Pengcheng added: "This kind of thing is called public friendship in Hong Kong, and any company has a special expense for it. Of course, we can't compare with others.In foreign countries, the aisles on the street are always on the left side, and the cab is also on the left side.The cars we smuggled into Japan came in after the cab was modified. " As the secretary of the Youth League Committee of the transportation company, Houzi naturally knows that only a few countries and regions such as Hong Kong and the United Kingdom drive on the left side of the road and the driver's seat is on the left side, which is far from the "foreign countries" Yue Pengcheng said, let alone Japan.He wanted to point out that the arrogance of killing Yue Pengcheng was unnecessary, so he just wrote four words heavily on the small notebook: "It's not enough". Behind "Erer" are two tadpole-like "!". Cheng Yue also heard Yue Pengcheng's mistake, and wanted to remind him to correct it but felt it was inappropriate, so he secretly regretted it. Monkey: "Some people say that the rural people are not that rich, and only a few cadres enjoy it there. I wonder if this situation exists?" Yue Pengcheng: "It exists." Monkey: "Secretary Yue thinks this is right or wrong?" Yue Pengcheng: "There are right and wrong. For example, I can live in a sanatorium for high-ranking cadres without car, food and fish. I get paid more than high-ranking cadres. The general public is really not comparable. But you can't explain the problem just by looking at these I have pushed a cart weighing 800 kilograms, I have stood barefoot in the ice and snow, I have squatted in a dark room at the Public Security Bureau, and I have not eaten for three days. I have suffered the crime of eating five catties of dried sweet potatoes for a meal.Which masses can stand up and compare?The central government calls on some people to get rich first, why can't I be included?These enjoyments I have now are indeed somewhat special, but I have worked hard and earned them, and I have a clear conscience.At least it is much better than some cadres at the top who do nothing all day long and blame this and that!It is much better than those who have no merits, no virtues, or even sins, and still climb up to become high officials! " "Excellent speech, Cheng Yue applauded. She remembered the former director of the literature and art department of the city newspaper. Such a cadre with no morals and talents, and had passed the age limit for promotion. Last year, the organization reformed, and the director of the literature and art department I couldn't do it anymore, and I was actually transferred to the Cultural Bureau through my connections and became the deputy director! Yue Pengcheng didn't interrupt his train of thought because of her applause, and said, "Of course, what I'm talking about is low standards. But why don't some people blame some high-ranking officials because the people in some places don't have enough food and clothing? Small buildings, wearing suits, and riding in rickshaws? I’m afraid there is still a point of view that despises rural cadres. Rural cadres have to be given some fodder, whether they are donkeys or horses? ', Chairman Mao has criticized it, it is impossible! I say this, but it does not mean that I deny that there are bad rural cadres. Some are so bad that maggots grow on the ends of their hair! In the past, it was said that there were "three fierce" cadres: blow hard, blow hard Licking, climbing up fiercely. Nowadays, it is said to be the "three chiefs" cadres: long hands, long mouth, and long guy. The village has been trampled to such an extent that the common people have no place to cry! We have so few in Denghai Town Bit. I advocate killing this kind of people! Sharpen the knife to the sharpest point, resolutely and thoroughly wipe them all out! Which of you will come forward to appeal? The appeal is successful, and I, Yue Pengcheng, treat guests and give gifts, plus beat gongs, drums and set off firecrackers!" Yue Pengcheng's naked confession, undisguised emotional catharsis, and unacceptable but irrefutable theories make these writers who are used to being alone in their hearts and listening to lies feel like they have entered another planet. Arrived in the appearance of an alien who is completely different from himself. Monkey, the two-faced man, was also shaken in his heart.But he is far from fulfilling his "mission".After a pause, he said, "Secretary Yue, what I asked just now were general questions. Next, I would like to ask a few questions related to you. Do you think it is okay?" "Xiaohou, you've mentioned enough, it's time for other comrades to talk." The old party hurriedly stopped him. Yue Pengcheng didn't care, and smiled at the old party and said: "Since it's an interview, you can ask any questions, and it doesn't matter if you ask questions related to me!" "Thank you, Secretary Yue." The monkey said deliberately slowly: "There are rumors that Secretary Yue often fires people. I wonder if this is a rumor?" "It's true, it's true." "What's the reason?" "There are a whole lot of reasons. In the final analysis, one sentence: In order to maintain the vitality of my enterprise. My slogan is: those who have the ability to do what they can, and those who have no ability to do what they do. The ability of capitalists is: don’t take out your money bag and don’t close your eyes. Neither of these two kinds of abilities are available. Questions that should not be asked." Yue Pengcheng's eyes flashed, and he asked back: "You are all people in the literary and art circles, tell me, is there a problem with too many mediocre members in your literary and art circles?" The monkey knew that this question was not good for him, so he refused to make a sound. An old screenwriter of the troupe said: "It's not that there is no, it's that it's 12 times serious!" "Not only the literary and art circles, but also party and government agencies, enterprises and public institutions, none of them are strong." The old party commented, "China's reforms will not have much future unless they are determined to solve the problems of overstaffed institutions and too many mediocre employees! " "It can't be solved by expulsion alone, can it?" Monkey said. "This is the difference between your iron rice bowl and our clay rice bowl. Anyway, the country where the iron rice bowl is eaten, everyone can fool it; you have to be careful when holding the clay rice bowl, do you dare to fool it?" Yue Pengcheng became more confident with the support of everyone: " To tell you the truth, I fired 50 people in three days when the shopping mall was rectified the year before last. It was chaotic at that time, those with three hands, those who talked big, those who rolled their eyes at customers, those who stood or didn’t stand or sat or didn’t look at each other. You don’t have to be cruel. The mall might as well be closed! Comrade poet, this should be considered one of my strengths, don’t you think?” Monkey didn't think so, but he nodded.He asked again: "It is rumored that Secretary Yue often beats and curses people. I wonder if this is true or not?" "Yes, but not often." Yue Pengcheng's eyes flickered a few times.This is a question that is very sensitive to outsiders, especially those from higher authorities, and difficult to explain clearly.Because of this, Yue Pengcheng often fell into a passive and difficult position.But he still said bluntly: "I exchanged views with an old minister from Beijing on this matter. I said: "Rules rule gentlemen, laws rule boys, and sticks rule donkeys." The first two sentences are from Confucius, and the latter sentence is my Yue Pengcheng Yes. A good man is able to make a point of a word. Those crooked-necked donkeys and stubborn-necked grandsons, you don’t beat or scold them to reason with them? If you talk about it for two hundred years and he listens to you, it’s considered you are very capable! The Japanese devils went there Why is it powerful? It relies on beatings, scolding and punishment! Why did Japan’s economy develop so fast after the war? Without the whip of capitalists and foremen, it would be difficult!” The monkey's ears hurt from his last two sentences, and he wrote "Yamamoto Fifty-Six" in the small notebook.After finishing writing, I drew a few lines heavily below with a red pen. "What did the old minister from Beijing say?" "The old minister said: What is that? In wars in the past, some people played bears, deserted soldiers, and even used guns to kill them! Many marshals and generals are famous in the palm of their hands!" "Then what Secretary Yue means is that if we want to reform and move forward, it is impossible not to beat and curse people?" "Didn't you talk about building a spiritual civilization? Once you have a spiritual civilization, you don't need to do that." Yue Pengcheng smiled slyly and said, "If you, a poet, don't believe what I say, I'll entrust you with a factory. God, how is it?" The monkey quickly waved his hand, and everyone burst into laughter. Yue Pengcheng picked up an orange and peeled it with a smile, and at the same time motioned for everyone to eat it too.There was a harmonious and relaxed atmosphere in the reception room.The writers looked at this eloquent, witty and humorous farmer entrepreneur with admiration.Reformer.Apparitions of the devil began to disappear from the face. The monkey fell into isolation, and fine stains of sweat began to seep from its forehead. "Secretary Yue, let me ask you one last question." He seemed to have made up his mind. "There are many rumors about your private life outside. I wonder if you have any comments?" "Xiao Hou!" The old party sternly shouted, and at the same time bowed his hands to Yue Pengcheng very apologetically: "Secretary Yue, don't be angry! This young man is talking nonsense! You must never..." This already smacks of slander and personal attacks.His task is to lead these people to interview and study. He knows Yue Pengcheng's temper and energy. Cheng Yue was also worried about the deterioration of the situation.On the ground of China, the so-called "rumors about private life" are exactly the same as the most ugly words such as "message in sexual relations" and "playing hooligans".And this is the most sensitive, yet most tantalizing topic.She glanced at Yue Pengcheng, who got up and walked to the window with a sudden change of expression, and fired at the monkey poet: "You little prince is too unreal! The Kuomintang also scolded us for being a communist and a wife, do you believe it?" A wave of humming surged toward the monkey.The monkey rolled his eyes, and felt that this question was indeed a bit menglang. Yue Pengcheng saw the monkey's hostility from the very beginning.But he never imagined that this kid would be so unscrupulous.His heart was pierced.Because of his relationship with Qiuling and Shuzhen, he is suffering mentally.This ordeal is excruciatingly painful and must be deeply hidden.And this arrogant guy, unexpectedly... He seemed to have suddenly found an object and opportunity to vent, all the anger, depression, and troubles that had been smoldering in his chest for the past few days turned into a boiling magma that was about to erupt! The eruption finally didn't happen.Facing the nervous and worried eyes of Cheng Yue, Lao Dang and others, Yue Pengcheng suddenly laughed loudly, and returned to the sofa as if drinking honey. "Don't make things difficult for this little comrade! I think this little comrade trusts me. Originally, my private life is protected by law, so I can sue you for defamation in court. However, since you trust me so much, everyone You all trust me so much, so I might as well say a few words." Yue Pengcheng tried his best to show a generous and open-minded demeanor, "First, I don't know how many rumors you have heard about me, but I only heard it. It was said that I was arrested or shot for committing rape, no less than a dozen times. But I, Yue Pengcheng, am still Yue Pengcheng, and I am still working vigorously in the big mulberry garden. Does this explain something?" "I think it can explain the problem very well!" The old party interjected, "Some people have always relied on such rumors to attack reformers!" Cheng Yue: "It's sad that this kind of despicable method always works!" Yue Pengcheng received support and sympathy, took a few sips of tea calmly, and was met again: "Second, since the question has been raised, I would like to ask you a poet today: even if I am a little bit small in private life It's not a small matter, as long as I don't break the law, so what? Two people, one is well-behaved, but has no real skills; the other may have some problems with power, but his career is booming. According to your Opinions, which one should the masses support? Which one is good for reform and social progress?..." "Secretary Yue, your phone number." The little white pigeon appeared at the door, interrupting Yue Pengcheng's grand talk. Yue Pengcheng walked to the corner and picked up the microphone.It was Qi Xiuliang who called, and he asked Yue Pengcheng why he was looking for him before dinner. "I want to ask, how is the arrangement on Crescent Island?" "I sent someone a message that you're going to Guangdong to discuss a big deal. I guess you'll hear about it tomorrow." Things are often like this: After Yue Pengcheng makes the big decision, the details are handled by Qi Xiuliang and others.And Qi Xiuliang can always satisfy Yue Pengcheng most of the time, which is one of the reasons why he has always been trusted by Yue Pengcheng. "Okay." Yue Pengcheng responded and asked casually, "Where did you go before you got off work?" "It was raining that day, and the cyclone damaged several houses. I went to have a look." "The cyclone damaged the house? Why didn't I know?" "I only heard about it from Yu Xiaoyin from the lighting factory at noon." "How many households?" "Three households had their roofs removed, and another household knocked down half of the wall." "How are people arranged?" "Temporarily staying at someone else's house, I plan to send someone to fix it in the next two days." "Which unit do the four households belong to?" "One woodworking factory, one overhaul factory, one shopping mall, and one farm." "What measures have the cadres of the four units taken?" "I just went to study together before dinner...." "Damn it! You bastard! What kind of bullshit is this factory director and manager!" Yue Pengcheng was furious.The resentment that had been stuffed in my heart for many days and the fire that had been suppressed for a while erupted together. "The roofs of the workers' houses in their own units were demolished, and they had no place to live. Their official positions are quite stable! You pass on my words: first, the factory directors and managers of the four units immediately took their employees to their homes. Go live, there is no place, and you have to pick up your wife and children to sleep on the floor! The second, notify the construction company to repair the damaged houses of the four households tonight, and ensure that people will live in them tomorrow morning! The third, the chief and deputy directors of the four units The manager has to be there tonight, and tomorrow I will write an inspection and wait for it to be dealt with!" "Understood the secretary..." "Don't worry, there is one more thing, you ask the financial department to pay 8,000 yuan as an emergency relief fund, 2,000 yuan per household, and you personally send it to each household on behalf of the head office." "Okay, I'll do it right away!" The phone is dead.Yue Pengcheng was furious, wanted to scold but held back.He went to the bathroom and came back talking and laughing again. "About your private life, do you need to say a few more words? Are there any other questions that I need to answer?" The monkey poet said nothing more.Lao Dang and Cheng Yue didn't mention anything.But a question lingered in the minds of everyone except Yue Pengcheng.That is the issue in the four instructions of Yue Pengcheng just now, about repairing the four houses whose roofs and walls were blown down by the cyclone tonight, so as to ensure the occupancy tomorrow morning. It's ten past five, and it's only seven or eight hours before tomorrow morning. The morning came to the big mulberry field.The first light came from Li Longding in the distance, and climbed up to the ancient pavilions of the Far East Hotel and the tops of the old ginkgo trees behind the village.Gradually, fog appeared, a light blue fog without the smell of cooking smoke. The sunlight and the morning mist wander loosely in the streets, riversides, parks and people's yards, becoming brighter, thinner, and more integrated.In autumn, the sun falters.At dawn, at the end of the Maya River, at the end of the bay, there is only a piece of red and sapphire-like magnificence. Just after six o'clock, a group of seven writers and interviewers appeared in front of the isolated and prominent houses of four families at the head of the village. The old seagrass roof was replaced with a new tile.The scientific method of rapid solidification and rapid construction has shown its power, and the collapsed walls have been repaired.From the outside, it looks like a row of new mergers just completed.Scaffolding is being dismantled, and thousands of watts of tungsten lamps are being dropped from the suspended air.Qi Xiuliang and the factory directors and managers of the four units with red eyes are going door to door to search for hidden enemies, conducting the final inspection and acceptance. The writer interview team entered the room.The walls of the house are white and the ground is flat.If it weren't for the autumn kidney beans and autumn cucumbers growing in the small courtyard, the polished pool and some old items that have been cleaned and stored beside the pool, no one would have believed that just eight hours ago, this place was hit by a storm. places that have suffered severe damage. "It's amazing! It's amazing!" The writers were amazed. This is indeed unimaginable!Eight hours ago, everyone, including Cheng Yue, regarded Yue Pengcheng's order as a myth, a pretentious boast and publicity in front of outsiders. Car sound, human voice.Workers from four households who had spent the night at the homes of the factory directors and managers were sent back.When they stood at the door of their house and in the courtyard, they couldn't help staring around.It was the cheers of the children that awakened the smiling faces and tearful eyes of the adults. "Oh my God!..." An old lady sat on the stone steps outside the door crying suddenly.The old party and the others didn't know what happened, so they hurried forward to help them. "Ma'am, what's the matter with you?" "Happy... happy! "Mom, come in quickly. This is the leader from the city. You are not afraid of being laughed at!" The head of the family in their forties came over and said. But the old lady stepped forward and grabbed the hands of Lao Dang and Cheng Yue: "Are you leaders from the city? Tell me, is my secretary a big blue sky? The house was scraped for three days, and I just cried with worry. This whole night's work has been like this! We have a big blue sky! You can reward him with a good life! My old woman is just in a panic. If my secretary dies one day, you say how many thousands of dollars I have! How can ordinary people live in Kouzi! Huh..." As if Yue Pengcheng had really died, the old lady started crying again. "Lizi, help your mother-in-law and go home." The family member ordered, "I will tell you that the leaders of the city say that the people in our big mulberry garden obey Deng Xiaoping at the top, and Secretary Yue at the bottom..." A bedroll was carried outside the door, and the family members caught it and carried it into the house. The writer interview group came to the small street outside the courtyard. "It's really not easy for a cadre to be in such a position!" The dramatist expressed his emotion. "If the leaders of all walks of life have this kind of enthusiasm, the modernization of our country will be fast!" The old party even thought that after returning home, he would put aside the novel he was writing and write a novel based on this incident. The middle part comes out. "It's not easy, I admit. But I can't become a big blue sky and engage in a personality cult!" said the monkey.He was very disapproving of what the old lady and the head of the family said. "That's the mood of the people! If you can make the people call you a big blue sky, I will sing your praises to you first!" This time it was Cheng Yue's turn to speak. "You give me the right! Give me the right. If I do worse than Yue Pengcheng, I will..." "It's better! Just rely on your two-faced person and sharp teeth?" "Okay, it's okay if I convince you, my chief director." "Why do you submit to me? You have to submit to his spirit!" "Hey!……" On the other side of the street, the small silver-gray crown came galloping.When Yue Pengcheng got out of the car, Qi Xiuliang quickly went up to him and reported in a low voice, and accompanied him to the front of the house.Before he could inspect it, he was surrounded by crowds from four households. "Thank you, secretary!" "Thanks to your secretary!" "Secretary, come to my house and drink some water!" ……… There was a lot of chatter, and the young and old were all grateful. "You thank me for that!" Yue Pengcheng said solemnly, "You have suffered a disaster. I knew about it and dealt with it too late. You should scold me." One sentence made the hearts of the four families boil. "Secretary, we promise to do a good job, I'm sorry for you!" "Secretary, you must take good care of it, don't get tired!" "Secretary, the common people are counting on you!" … Yue Pengcheng seemed not interested in these hot words, and said, "Everyone, let's settle down first! If you have any difficulties, just mention them, and I will do my best!" The four families had just dispersed, and the directors and deputy managers of the four units came in front of them with their heads bowed.Their heads and clothes were covered with mud and dirt, they were exhausted but stood upright, their eyes squinted at the street with a bit of dullness, waiting for the inevitable thunder and bad luck to come. Yue Pengcheng turned his eyes away and asked Qi Xiuliang, "Is Yu Xiaoyin here?" "Here we come." Qi Xiuliang dragged a twenty-one or twelve-year-old youth from behind the crowd.I don't know if he was found too hastily or because he was too nervous, the young man drooped his head and kept rubbing his feet. "You are Yu Xiaoyin?" "Ok." "The house is scratched, and you reported it?" "Yes... no, I was just joking. Really!..." "How many years have you been here?" "Three years. "What level of worker is it now?" "Secondary. With only a movement of Yue Pengcheng's lips, Qi Xiuliang said: "Notify the lighting factory that Yu Xiaoyin will be designated as a fourth-level worker from today. In addition, a bonus of 2,000 yuan will be awarded, and the whole company will be notified to commend learning!" Yu Xiaoyin raised his head suddenly, his upper and lower eyelids blinked like chicken pecking at rice. "This is the secretary's compliment to you, why don't you thank the secretary!" Qi Xiuliang read Yu Xiaoyin. "Long live the secretary!" Yu Xiaoyin suddenly jumped up, and ran like a wild donkey.After running a long way, he raised his hand and called out: "Long live the secretary!" The factory directors and managers of the four units feel more and more that the end is coming.Yue Pengcheng's reward and punishment system is issued to each unit with the big seal of the general branch and the head office, and has been announced to all employees many times.However, what he likes and what anger is born can be amended or developed by oral law at any time.He found out that an employee was three minutes late and fined him 300 yuan.A cadre asked the master of the carpentry factory to help him build a coffee table. The coffee table was smashed on the spot, and the cadre was dismissed on the spot. The carpenter was fined 1,500 yuan in depreciation fees on the spot because he used public aluminum and planes.The real law of the big mulberry garden is on Yue Pengcheng's lips.These factory directors and managers couldn't be more clear. Heavy rewards must come with heavy penalties.Reported a letter of reward of 2,000, promoted two ranks, these dereliction of duty "parent officials"... "You masters have worked all night, have you received some education?" Yue Pengcheng and Mei Shanmu looked at everyone. No one answered.At this time, it is meaningless for you to engrave the remorse in your heart on a stone tablet or cast it into copper characters. Yue Pengcheng didn't chase after him, and walked a few steps in front of everyone, and suddenly said: "You have been tired all night, and I won't criticize you anymore. But you have to remember, whoever plays bureaucracy in the big mulberry garden, regardless of whether the people live or die, I, Yue Pengcheng His first nemesis! That's it, let you take a day off today, everyone go back to take a shower and sleep, and prepare to go to the conference for inspection." The factory directors and managers all tilted their heads in astonishment, like the young men reporting the news, and nervously opened and closed their eyelids nervously. incredible!It's an unbelievable thing! In fact, Yue Pengcheng's way of governing people does not only have the word "power".Both grace and power are used, and power is the main one. "En" is also often given.When the orchard was not contracted, he caught two young workers stealing apples at night.He went over with two slaps, smashed the stolen apples, and said, "You're so fucking worthless! You haven't eaten apples in your life, have you? Go, find the captain of the fruit industry, and say that I approved it. Someone carry a basket back!" The next day, the two young workers dared not show their anger, and the leader of the fruit industry actually sent someone to deliver the apples to the door.Any of the cadres and workers under him who caused trouble or trouble outside, as long as you ask for Yue Pengcheng's name, as long as possible, no matter whether you were close to him or not (except for the enemy), he will come forward and save you. Things swooped in on you to save you.A factory manager went to Fujian to sell hundreds of watches, and the Public Security Bureau was going to arrest him.He went and patted his chest: "How many years can I be sentenced? After the sentence, I can't give him food? Isn't it just causing trouble for you? Leave it to me. I guarantee that I will discipline you no worse than you!" Based on his affection And a few words, the Public Security Bureau really died down. “别看书记平时凶，紧要时刻可仗义！”凭着这，有时他尥蹶子又打又骂，许多人也并不记恨他。 厂长经理们得到大赦，感恩戴德地散去了。 岳鹏程好像这才发现了作家采访团。 “昨天我们还不敢相信，刚才来看看，觉得岳书记这才是个真正于事业的大家气象！”老党由衷地说。 岳鹏程只是笑笑：“哎呀党主席，难哪！咱是共产党，你享受一点也罢，做点过头事也罢，九九归一，你不能叫老百姓骂祖宗哇。可有些人哪，你没有治！” 来到路口，老党他们要告辞回去。岳鹏程坚持同众人一起散着步，到宾馆吃了早餐。 上午参观访问，由秋玲负责。程越被留下了，与岳鹏程躲进二号小会客室。服务员端上龙井，送上西沙旺的苹果、芦儿岗的在梨、大泽山的龙眼，以及新疆的葡萄干、芜湖的傻子瓜子。 “吃。”岳鹏程礼貌而热情地朝程越面前摆放着，说：“我让人捎过几次信去，你怎么也总不见面？” “忙嘛，我刚接手那一大摊子。” “柳秘书这次怎么不一起来？他怎么样？” “他也是忙。我走时他还特意让我捎话给你，说谢谢你的邀请，谢谢你在我们结婚时花那么多钱。我们都觉得怪过意不去的。” 程越把腕上戴的那块瑞士郎琴镀金方亮小坤表亮了亮。去年结婚时，岳鹏程给她和柳边生每人送了一块进口高级金表。 “那算么个。结婚是人生大事，你们收下就算是瞧得起我。哎，柳秘书没说下一步怎么安排？” “有过话，准备让他下去锻炼半年再上来。可能是当组织部长。”屋里只有两个人，程越还是朝门口囗了一眼，压低了音调。“鲁，现在对人权抓得可紧啦。该提的提，该调的调，该培养的培养。上边派了个正市级的副书记，才四十几岁，明摆着是来接班的。” “鲁呢！彻底退？” “那也不会。回省里他不愿意，可能到人大干几年主任。” “鲁，人是好人，就是有时候愿和个稀泥。” 程越知道岳鹏程指的是黄公望当市政协副主席的事，说：“上面的事复杂得很，有时候不和点稀泥还不行哩！” 岳鹏程笑笑表示理解。又遭：“不管怎么说，将来还是在柳秘书和你这些人身上——夏市长、方市长怎么样？” “夏年龄也到了，方很有可能接班。” 方是方荣祥，两年前当上的常务副市长。 “经委计委那帮人呢？” “物资局商业局那帮人呢？” “我们县这位祖，有没有可能上去？” “祖和方的关系还是挺好？……” 岳鹏程一个一个问，程越尽自己所知一个一个答。这种对于上层人事变动及相互间关系的关注，是岳鹏程自那年吃了黄公望一门根，又喝了鲁光明一顿喜酒之后开始的。在资本主义社会，财产就是权势和地位，有时总统也得听由大财团大资本家左右。在中国，财产无足轻重，而且任谁也不可能有多么大财产，权势和地位才是根本性的。你要想干点事儿？你要不想挨闷棍？不了解上层动态，不抓住几个靠山，试试看！不仅上层，中层、下层，凡与自己有关或可能有关的人事、政治信息都不能放过。也不仅抓几个大靠山，中的、小的，现在的、将来的，都得尽可能考虑到，恰到好处地抓到手里来。这是一门玄妙的艺术，一种一本万利的投资。关键时刻关键人物的一句话，能使乾坤翻转、沧海变桑田。Do not believe?嘿嘿，瞎眼骡子一个！ 掉进马尿坑里淹死还以为喝啤酒呢！为此，岳鹏程曾经下功夫对干部队伍的状况，对各类干部的心态以及这种心态的变化，进行过细致研究。比如，年轻新上来的干部，生活上比较谨慎，工作上希望打开局面，对尊重并且支持其工作的人特别看重。 现职干了几年，有希望升迁的干部，生活上就松一些，工作上好大喜功，对经常给点甜头吃和能够为自己吹得响的人特别看重。现职干了几年或多年，没有希望升迁的干部则复杂得多。有的贪图财利追求享受，有的注重人缘八方交结，有的培植亲信安排后路。这些人共同的特点是：生活上的口子开得比较宽，希望尽可能多干几年。因此，特别看重忠诚如一和能够办实事的干部，最忌恨的是那种捅漏子、揭疮疤、有可能争位子和开始露出不尊重或怠慢情绪的人。靠着这些研究成果，采取“各个击破”和“连环马”相结合的方略，岳鹏程在登海镇、蓬城县，在市里乃至省里、北京，扯起一张无形然而威力无比的网，使他真正达到了“乱云飞渡仍从容” 和“风雨不动安如山”的境地。 程越的到来，为岳鹏程提供了一次极好的机会，不仅仅是加深相互间感情，更重要的是提供了攫取上层动态信息的极好机会。 直到问到没有什么值得再问时，程越才轮上开口的机会。 “你这一段日子过得怎么样？” “怎么说呢，”岳鹏程向嘴里塞着葡萄干，“经济上想大上一上，眼下正在想办法。县镇新来的两个一把手，说冷不冷，说热也热不起来。” 他想起邢老来的那次座谈会上的情形，肚里又烧起一股火。但他还是问：“听说省里最近要开两个农村方面的会，你听到些风声没有？” 程越想了想：“听柳边生说，邢老那次来，好象对你和你儿子的大小桑园，都很有兴趣。” “他没向鲁夸我那儿子？” “好像说过，挺欣赏——现在关系好些了吧？” “不压到老子头上不死心。”岳鹏程叹口气，“晚啦，都是从小让我给惯的。 那小子从小就倔，出去打架不带怯的。哪回打完，人家领着孩子把状告到门上，我赔完礼道完歉总得问他：打赢了打输了？说输了，我说你他妈囗包一个，当不了踹他一脚。说赢了，我说行小子，总算没给你爸丢脸，以后出去不准打架，要打就得打赢了回来！”岳鹏程讲起儿子小时候的事，喜气不由跳上眉梢。 程越乐得前仰后合一阵畅笑。笑完说：“到底吧，矛盾归矛盾，总是父子感情嘛。” 岳鹏程却有道不尽的难言之苦，摇摇头说：“你不知道，那小子现在对我比仇人还仇。” 他想起早晨司机小谢告诉他的石硼丁儿被小桑园收留的事，牙根也似乎隐隐作痛。他不愿意把心中的隐痛暴露到程越面前，赶忙把话题转移到描绘他的海岛开发大业上去了。