Chapter 30 reporter

Duan Ying was sitting at the corner of the table, holding the phone between her face, flipping through the interview records, and said: "The occupation of land in development zones is a national hotspot. , according to the meaning of the editor-in-chief, it is necessary to dig hard and get some in-depth reports." "We are working hard at the grassroots level for the sake of local development. When the locality develops, the common people are the direct beneficiaries. Now the province intends to let various regions compete, and no one wants to be left behind, one step behind, step by step behind. The Matthew effect of wealth is the same in the county economy."

Duan Ying said with a smile: "News is to attract attention. Nowadays, the land issue is a hot topic. Our editor-in-chief is very sharp in politics, so of course we will not let it go." "Are you going to adopt that manuscript directly, or send someone down?" "According to the usual practice, people will be sent down to conduct in-depth digging." Duan Ying understood Hou Weidong's meaning and said, "Want to do work? Let me inquire for you and see which reporters will be sent down this time. Let me declare first that some reporters can Some things don't work."

Having been in the industry for more than three years, Duan Ying is quite familiar with the rules and regulations of the news industry.Like many industries, there are many bright things in the news industry, which is the mainstream, but there are also many places that operate in the dark, some places pay for articles, and some reporters go to various places to find dark spots, and then bargain with the local government. If the local government has not wiped its ass clean, it will probably spend money to buy peace. After inquiring about the news, Hou Weidong said to Zhang Jin and Zhang Xiangyu: "According to more reliable information, "Lingxi Daily" will send an investigation team to the new management committee."

Zhang Jin has suffered from the media, and has never had a good impression of reporters. He said: "These reporters are full. We have a policy basis for everything we do, and there are no violations of laws and regulations. What problems can they find out?" Hou Weidong said: "Don't underestimate the media. After it is exposed, small things will become big things. It will not be good for the overall image of the new management committee. Now that the situation in Sujia Village has improved, even if we pay some price, we must stop this news article. Wait, once this news release comes out, it's unclear what troubles will arise."

Zhang and Zhang are deputies with less power, so the responsibilities on their shoulders are naturally lighter. After complaining, they are waiting for Hou Weidong to make a decision. Hou Weidong made three arrangements: "First, I went to the Propaganda Department to find Director Liu and reported the matter to him; second, Director Zhang continued to promote the work, strike while the iron is hot, and complete the finishing work of Sujia Village. It has affected the progress of the work; thirdly, Director Zhang has to select some cadres, including the cadres from Sujia Village, and send them all to the village, and if anyone comes to interview, report to me immediately.”

Zhang Xiangyu said: "Don't worry, I will definitely guard against death and prevent devils from entering the village." After arranging countermeasures, Hou Weidong took the CPPCC newspaper to the Propaganda Department.Liu Jun is the old head of the Propaganda Department. Although he has been in the city for a long time, he is still dark and thin as before. Compared with Liu Kun's white and tender face, it is also interesting.He put on his glasses and concentrated on looking at the "Shazhou Political Consultative Conference".He put down the newspaper, took off his glasses, and asked, "Does this article reflect the facts?"

"Most of them are facts, but the angle chosen is wrong." Liu Jundao: "It's not that the angle is wrong, but that the standpoint is different. We are looking at this issue from the perspective of the county government, ordinary people are looking at the issue from their own interests, and reporters are looking at the issue from the perspective of news. This CPPCC newspaper is an organ Internal newspapers, this newspaper has little influence, no major problems, and it has already been published, so don’t pay attention to it.” Duan Ying used to be the prospective daughter-in-law of the Liu family. Hou Weidong concealed her name when reporting on work, saying: "The author of this article is a member of the Shazhou Political Consultative Conference. When we contacted him, he accidentally revealed that " Lingxi Daily is interested in this article and may send a reporter down.”

Only then did Liu Jun understand Hou Weidong's main intention. Dealing with the media is quite troublesome. He often had a headache because of this. After thinking for a while, he said: "We are all familiar with the media in Shazhou. The words of the ministry have some effect, but the reporters of the provincial newspaper You may not buy it. It’s just heard now, I mean, after the reporters from the provincial newspaper come down, I will ask the Shazhou Propaganda Department to come forward.” Liu Jun's answer made Hou Weidong uneasy.Back in the office, Hou Weidong called Duan Ying again and briefly explained the situation on Yiyang's side.Duan Ying smiled and said: "You guys are doing three defenses, guarding against thieves, guarding against theft and journalists. In fact, there is no need to be so nervous. Journalists are also human beings. They are moved by emotion and understood by reason. It is easy to talk about it." The provincial newspaper usually When I went to the local area for interviews, there were mostly cars coming and going, good wine and good food, Duan Ying entered the provincial newspaper, his horizons were greatly broadened, and his speech seemed quite calm.

Hou Weidong answered: "Add money to it." "It's not as dark as you said, of course it would be a good way to spend money on it." "When will the comrades of the investigation team come, how many people are there, who is the leader, and what is their personality? It is best to inquire in detail. I leave this to you." "Don't talk politely to me, see you outside." Duan Ying paused for a while, lowered her voice, and said, "I often dream of Yiyang, his chest feels like being pressed by a stone, and he can't breathe. The highlight is you."

After hearing this, Hou Weidong had nothing to say, rather embarrassed. Duan Ying adjusted her mood in time, and raised her voice slightly: "Don't talk about the past. Don't worry, I will keep this matter in mind." During the call, Yang Liu stood at the door with a phone notebook. Seeing that Hou Weidong was still on the phone, he stood in the corridor and waited. After Hou Weidong hung up the phone, she came in and reported, "Section Chief Ren called and told you to go to Secretary Yang's office immediately. I asked Section Chief Ren, but she didn't know the reason."

Hou Weidong sorted out the recent work. There are too many tasks that need to be reported to the county party committee and the county government. All the work will eventually end up on the land.He put the notebook in his handbag and rushed towards the county party committee. When he arrived at the county party committee office, there were still people talking in Yang Senlin's office, so he had to wait first. The door was ajar, and Yang Dajin was writing with his head down. He heard a knock on the door, saw Hou Weidong standing at the door, and said with a smile, "Director Hou, please come in." Yang Dajin is a veteran middle-level cadre. He used to be the director of the county planning committee and the director of the new management committee.He took the initiative to say: "The "Shazhou Political Consultative Conference" published an article "Where will the landless farmers go?" The point of view is very sharp. Secretary Yang attaches great importance to this matter. You must be mentally prepared." Ever since he read this article, Hou Weidong has been thinking about this matter, and he already has a countermeasure in his mind, saying: "This is a problem in development, development is like opening a window, fresh air comes in, and it is inevitable that a few birds will fly in." fly." Yang Dajin laughed a few times, and said: "The problem in development, this positioning is very clever." After waiting for ten minutes, Hou Weidong saw Yang Senlin.When they met, Yang Senlin gave a cold treatment first, looked down at Secretary Zhou Changquan's speech, raised his head after a while, and asked, "Have you read the Shazhou Political Consultative Conference?" "Look." Yang Senlin said calmly, "How do you feel?" Hou Weidong said earnestly: "The separation of farmers from the land is the only way for urbanization. The New Management Committee has the responsibility to find a way for the landless farmers to survive. We have not done enough in this regard, which caused farmers to gather and make trouble in the New Management Committee. Check with the county party committee." "Are the few things in the newspaper true?" "The reason for the shutdown of the resettlement housing is that the price of steel and cement has risen too fast, and the construction party cannot afford it. Construction has already started yesterday. "The bus was bought in the name of Xiuyun Pharmaceutical Factory. The new management will have special circumstances. Comrades go to work too far, and the farthest comrades have to walk for an hour and a half. The transportation bus is very necessary." Hou Weidong said sincerely, "The new management is Yiyang is a window for opening up to the outside world, and foreign businessmen value strength very much. The office conditions of the new management committee are better, and foreign businessmen have more confidence in investing.” Immediately afterwards, Hou Weidong reported the supplementary agreement signed between the new management committee and the villagers.Yang Senlin nodded and said: "These few are very good. I will add one more. The civil works in the project implementation process can be contracted to qualified land-occupying village contracting teams according to market-oriented operations. The contracting teams are locals, and the slag yards It’s also easier to find.” This opinion was very pertinent, and Hou Weidong wrote it down in his notebook, and when he was going to negotiate with the villagers, he would throw it out as a preferential condition. Yang Senlin picked up the official newspaper of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference and raised it, saying: "A friend of mine in the "Lingxi Daily" called me in the morning and said that the "Lingxi Daily" was going to send an investigation team to Yiyang. Yiyang The achievements of reform are hard-won, we must cherish them like our eyes, and you and Minister Liu will come up with a research plan. My request is very simple, this article cannot be published in the "Lingxi Daily." Leaders always only Looking at the results and not talking about the process, Hou Weidong had to rack his brains to find a way when Yang Senlin gave the task. At night, the sky is full of stars and very clear. Hou Weidong accompanied Gao Wang from Xiuyun Pharmaceutical Factory to finish dinner. It was exactly 7 o'clock. He didn't drink tea, and drove around the city. When he passed the intersection of the expressway, he suddenly had the urge to go for a drive on the expressway. . There are not many cars on the expressway, and it is straight and wide. Under the light of the car lights, the reflective blocks on both sides are as neat as a National Day military parade.He turned on the music, an old song from his student days: "The radio at midnight... repeating that song..." The singing echoed in the car, clear and pure.Enjoying the thrill of driving on the highway, the chores of the new management committee were left in the grass on both sides of the highway, and I arrived in Shazhou before I knew it. Accustomed to seeing the darkness on both sides of the road, the lights in Shazhou are like a fairyland. He turned the steering wheel, and the blue bird slid quietly to the entrance of the toll station like a dexterous boat. Xiao Jia was far away in Shanghai, and Hou Weidong didn't feel like going home when he arrived in Shazhou, so he walked casually along the main street, admiring the night scenery of Shazhou.Shazhou is developing very fast. The first phase of the lighting project was carried out, and the night scene gradually moved closer to Lingxi. Although it was not as prosperous as Lingxi, it was still small but well-equipped.In the light, Hou Weidong suddenly missed Xiaojia very much, and his body was filled with desire like water. "Xiao Jia, what are you doing?" "It's okay, I'm reading in the bedroom." Hou Weidong was very familiar with the plane to Shanghai. He looked at his watch and said, "I remember that there is a plane to Shanghai at 10 o'clock in the evening. If you can buy a ticket, fly here." Xiao Jia was taken aback, and said, "What happened?" Hou Weidong said: "I miss you." Xiaojia's heart felt warm, and Hou Weidong's second words came from the phone, "I want to come and sleep with you." Facing her husband who spoke rudely, Xiaojia's heart felt as if a volcano had hit her , burning hot, said: "If you can buy a ticket, let me know, and I will pick you up at the airport." Hou Weidong turned the car around and got on the highway intersection again. This time he had a purpose, and the speed was much faster. He arrived at the airport before 9 o'clock.He was very lucky and happened to have the last ticket left. After receiving the call, Xiao Jia got up from the bed, began to put on makeup in front of the mirror, and then searched for clothes.Miss Zhou Ping, who was in the same dormitory, saw Xiao Jia's actions and said, "Xiao Jia, what the hell are you doing, did you find a lover in Shanghai?" "What lover, my husband wants to see me." Zhou Ping is from the Maoyun area in Lingxi, and she yelled, "Hou Weidong is coming? Hurry up and tidy up the house. I'll live next door tonight." Xiaojia blushed and said, "No need. , let's go to the hotel to stay." Zhou Ping is already in her forties. Women of this age are well-informed, and they usually speak directly and boldly: "Xiao Jia, you are very happy tonight, so take it easy. The couple will meet before 12 o'clock tomorrow." If I can get up, I will treat Hou Weidong to drink." At 11:30, the plane landed. Xiaojia had already booked a room at a five-star hotel at a price of 2,888 yuan, and the hotel sent a car to the airport. Hou Weidong came to Shanghai on a whim, got off the plane empty-handed, and followed the flow of people to the hall. Xiaojia was standing on tiptoe and stretching her neck to look around. Seeing Hou Weidong, she shook her hands vigorously, and waited until Hou Weidong approached, like a bird. He jumped forward and gave him a warm hug. Looking around, the whole hall was full of people, but no one looked at them at all, and hurried past the two of them.Hou Weidong was not used to being so affectionate in front of everyone, so he hugged Xiaojia vigorously and said, "Let's go out." Xiaojia held Hou Weidong's arm tightly, as if her husband would be blown away by the wind if he let go. Booked a flight back to Lingxi at 9:30 am at the front desk of the hotel, Hou Weidong half-armed Xiao Jia, and came to the highest floor of the hotel - the twenty-seventh floor.Xiao Jia jerked open the thick curtains, and brilliant lights came rushing through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Seeing the beautiful scenery, Hou Weidong suddenly felt a pain in his arm. Xiaojia spread her five fingers, like Mei Chaofeng, a copper corpse, one of the two evil spirits of the black wind, and pointed directly at her arm.He jumped up and down the room in pain, saying: "Stop choking, I surrender, isn't this coming?" "Obviously you can come here at any time, but you have been delaying for a whole semester." Xiao Jiahong's eyes were red, her five fingers were like nine-yin white bone claws, and she had already pinched Hou Weidong's arm. The force was so hard that it would definitely leave a bunch of black fingerprints . After chasing after each other, Xiao Jia and Hou Weidong rolled onto the huge sofa, panting heavily, and hugged each other tightly.When Hou Weidong's claws were moving down, Xiao Jia stopped his aggression and said, "Slow down, I want to prolong this wonderful time." Hou Weidong said urgently: "I'm going to have premature ejaculation any longer. After flying for thousands of kilometers, the foreplay time is long enough." The first real sex in life ended in premature ejaculation, which became a joke that the husband and wife will never get tired of.Xiao Jia was so tender, her face was flushed, and she said, "Sister Zhou told me about the Sanguang policy, and I will collect all your public food tonight." The so-called three-light policy is a way that middle-aged women have summed up to deal with their husbands: one is to take all the money, not only the waist is not strong, but the little brother has no confidence; Naturally, nothing can be achieved; the third is that the sperm must be squeezed out. The production speed of middle-aged men is obviously not as good as that of young people. If the sperm is squeezed out, it is like a soldier without ammunition. How can he go to the battlefield? Hou Weidong used to be a township cadre in Shangqinglin. He understood these sayings, and he was full of confidence. He said: "The Sanguang policy is ineffective for me. My family has a surplus of public grain, and it is impossible to pay it all at once." Xiao Jia stretched out her orchid finger and said, "Three times, if you can't hand it in three times, it means you have a problem." "Three times in twenty-four hours." "No, twelve hours." After the second war ended, Xiao Jia called for red wine, fruit and some snacks. The two sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, chatting while eating and drinking. "Sister Zhou's husband, Liang Tianyun, used to be the deputy secretary of Maoyun District. This time, he was appointed as a commissioner and came to Shanghai twice. Sister Zhou said that if things don't go well in Shazhou, she will be transferred to Maoyun." Hou Weidong said: "There are not too many different places in Lingxi. The reputation of Maoyun's leadership is not very good. We look at the flowers in the fog and can't figure out the depth. It's better to stay in Shazhou." "Will Secretary Zhu return to Yiyang after graduating from the Provincial Party School?" "I wish Secretary Chang a good momentum. Secretary Changquan trusts him very much. According to my observation, he will enter the leadership of Shazhou City sooner or later. I don't think about anything now, and I will focus on the work of the new management committee. Only by achieving political achievements will I be promoted. .” After talking about work for a while, Hou Weidong touched Xiaojia lightly, and Xiaojia sat on his lap, touching each other for a while, and the mood came again.The two sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the tall buildings nearby, Hou Weidong said: "If someone peeps with a telescope, we will make a fool of ourselves." Xiao Jia was wearing a large nightgown without underwear. After lifting up the nightgown, she carefully faced Hou Weidong and sat on his lap again.After groping for a while, under Xiao Jia's guidance, the two reunited.Hou Weidong bit Xiaojia's earlobe, and said vaguely: "When you finish studying, we will have a baby." Xiaojia didn't answer, twisting her waist like a grindstone, she said: "Don't move, let me Take your time and enjoy." At 8 o'clock the next morning, Xiao Jia called Zhou Ping and brought Hou Weidong to the school.Zhou Ping met Hou Weidong and said with a smile: "He became the leader of the development zone at such a young age. Director Hou is very capable. Secretary Zhou Changquan of Shazhou is my good friend. If you need to make a bridge in the future, just ask." Hou Weidong said: "I often hear Xiaojia talk about Sister Zhou, and thank Sister Zhou for taking care of Xiaojia." Zhou Ping said boldly: "Today, let's go around the city first, and I will treat you at noon." Xiao Jia said: "Weidong sneaked here. He has already booked a flight at 9:30, and he has to rush back to Yiyang." Taking a moment, Zhou Ping pulled Xiao Jia aside, and said quietly: "Xiao Jia, you are really a good-looking talent, and he is also the leader of the unit, you have to be careful." Looking at the remaining blush on Xiao Jia's face , she smiled meaningfully: "Take a good rest today, I must have been exhausted last night." At 11:00, the plane landed at Lingxi Airport.Hou Weidong went to the parking lot, got on his Bluebird, turned on his mobile phone, and saw that there were a dozen missed calls, of which Duan Ying called five, Hou Weidong hurriedly called Duan Ying back, saying: "Sorry, I forgot to turn it on this morning, is there any news?" Duan Yingdao: "The newspaper office sent a three-person team to Yiyang, starting at 10 o'clock, and it is expected to arrive at noon. The team is led by senior reporter Wang Hui, forty-seven or eight years old, about 1.75 meters tall, Liu Ruixue, twenty-seven Du Chenglong, 24 years old, 1.7 meters. Wang Hui is a little bald, and they drive a black Poussin with a license plate of ×××××××. After receiving accurate information, Hou Weidong immediately called Zhang Xiangyu and carried out all-round reception work according to the predetermined plan. Wang Hui, a reporter from the provincial newspaper, drove Poussin off the intersection of Yiyang Expressway. He said enthusiastically: "With the expressway, it is really different. In 1992, it took me more than seven hours to travel from Lingxi to Yiyang. Walked for an hour and a half." In order to write this article well, Liu Ruixue studied Yiyang's materials suddenly, saying: "Yiyang proposed the expressway strategy last year to take advantage of the expressway and build a new city in the southern suburbs. This time our interview should start from this expressway. .” Wang Hui agreed with this point of view. He parked the car at the crossing and said to Liu Ruixue, "We'll stop here for half an hour. You count the passing vehicles. Circles represent small cars, crosses represent large vehicles, and triangles represent passenger cars." "Du Chenglong, go to the expressway management office for random interviews and get some information." Du Chenglong arrived at the executive office with his press card and interview book, Liu Ruixue concentrated on counting the vehicles, and Wang Hui got out of the car and stretched his waist. Not far from Poussin's car, Zhang Xiangyu's car was parked. Zhang Xiangyu confirmed the identity of the three people when he saw the license plate and the age and appearance of the three people.For a county-level city like Yiyang, the "Lingxi Daily" is a provincial newspaper and an unattainable provincial propaganda organization. Hou Weidong actually knew the whereabouts of the "Lingxi Daily" clearly, and Zhang Xiangyu couldn't help but feel a little bit more. very impressed. Zhang Xiangyu called and reported: "Director Hou, there are three reporters here, and the license plates match. One of the reporters went to the senior management." At this time, Hou Weidong had already driven to Shazhou. On a whim last night, he actually flew to Shanghai to meet Xiaojia. This experience made Hou Weidong consciously surprised. Along the way, he repeatedly pondered the rhetoric of "I'm not afraid that I can't do it, I'm afraid that I can't think of it".For a long time, Hou Weidong felt that Yiyang and Shanghai were far away. Because of this concept, Xiaojia had been in Shanghai for several months, but he never made up his mind to go to Shanghai. Looking back on the whole process, he understood a truth: There is no highway, and as long as there is a plane, Yiyang is not far away from Shanghai. The feeling of being far away is actually a psychological habit and a psychological imprisonment. " After thinking through this point, Hou Weidong felt as if a window opened in his forehead, and many things suddenly became clear: "Is it necessarily a bad thing for a reporter from the provincial newspaper to come to Yiyang? According to dialectics, good and bad can be converted into each other. We can turn this crisis into a propaganda campaign for the new governing council." When receiving the call from Zhang Xiangyu, Hou Weidong's attitude towards the reporter had changed subtly, and he said, "How are you preparing for the reception?" Zhang Xiangyu said: "Don't worry, I talked to Lao Su about the establishment of a construction team yesterday. Lao Su has been the village party secretary for many years, and he was the construction team leader and contracted the civil works. The Su family can't make trouble. The bus was sprayed. The sign of Xiuyun Pharmaceutical Factory, the construction of the resettlement house is also normal, in addition, has our arrangement on the road changed?" Hou Weidong said: "The arrangements on the road will be carried out as usual, unchanged. I will go back to the new management committee from the direction of the development zone immediately, and I will have a discussion with them. Even if they don't come to the new management committee, we will take the initiative to find them .” At the intersection of the expressway, half an hour passed. Liu Ruixue drew circles, forks and triangles in her notebook, and said to Wang Hui: "In half an hour, five passenger cars passed by, two of which passed by foreign vehicles, sixteen trucks, and small cars. Seven cars, nearly one car per minute at Yiyang Station." Wang Hui once counted the cars at the exit of the city in Wuhai County, and he concluded: "Judging from the traffic flow at Yiyang Station, Yiyang County's economic strength is stronger than that of Linjiang, Wuhai and other counties." After the unmarked interview vehicle drove into Yiyang City, Liu Ruixue carefully observed the city. Because she often interviewed in other places, she was not dressed in fashion. She wore gray jeans and a short-sleeved shirt, and tied her hair into a ponytail with ordinary hairpins. Very capable.The car drove through the city for a while, and she concluded: "Yiyang County is not much different from five years ago. The streets are narrow, the houses are dilapidated, there is a lot of garbage, and the renovation is not enough. It is far worse than the surrounding counties in Lingxi Province." Wang Hui said: "In the process of urban reconstruction in many coastal areas, because the old city involves demolition, this is a big trouble, so they all choose to build new urban areas, and Yiyang also adopted this method." The signage system in Yiyang City was not perfect, so Wang Hui made a big circle around the city before reaching the southern suburbs.Liu Ruixue pointed to a very conspicuous vertical billboard and said, "That's the poster of the New Town Management Committee." Parked the car under the poster, and Du Chenglong was also taking pictures. He took a picture of the giant poster with his camera. Wang Hui looked up for ten minutes, and said to the two subordinates: "Based on the scale, the management committee of Yiyang New City will reach six to seven square kilometers in five years, that is to say, the farmland we can see All of them will be occupied. The central government insists every day that the land should not be lost, but the local government wants to occupy the land for development. This is a game. Therefore, in this interview, we should not only talk about the Yiyang issue, but stand at the height of the whole province Look at it." Below the poster is a road with mud and stones, the ditches and road shoulders are somewhat damaged, and it looks not much better than the rural machine farming road.Du Chenglong used the camera to take a distant view. Below the huge poster is a dusty country road. He secretly thought of a name for this photo: ideal starts here! Behind them, Zhang Xiangyu's car was parked in the farm yard.Zhang Xiangyu stood in the yard, watching Wang Hui and the others stay under the poster. At this moment, Hou Weidong called again. "I'm already at the office." Hou Weidong had already returned to Yiyang at this time, put the blue bird back to Shazhou College, drove around the development zone in a Mitsubishi car, and returned to the office of the new management committee. "Let the three watch it slowly. Let's follow the method discussed just now, let the three reporters fall into the ocean of the people's war, and I will make the final statement, so that they will be impressed." Leaving the poster, the car was less than 200 meters away, and when we turned a corner, we saw two big potholes on the road, and three villagers were putting stones into the big pits. The villager who took the lead was Su Fuyuan, the son of Lao Su, the party branch secretary of Sujia Village. He looked at the three reporters and said, "Wait a while, the stones are ready and we can go there." It was close to 12 o'clock at this time, Wang Hui had been driving, and he was a little hungry. He sat in the driver's cab and drank half a bottle of mineral water before getting out of the car with Liu Ruixue.As soon as they got out of the car, another truck drove over. After the truck stopped, the driver got out of the car cursing, looked at the scene for a while, got in the car, turned off the engine, and left. Wang Hui opened a pack of Yunyan and gave one to Su Fuyuan and others. He stood aside and watched the three of them work, and said casually: "It's a pity that so many farmlands have been abandoned and the grass is so deep." Knowing that they were reporters from the provincial newspaper, Su Fuyuan said intentionally, "What's the pity if there is a shortage? Farming needs to pay agricultural tax, coordination of withdrawal and retention, special agricultural and forestry product tax, and the use of pesticides and fertilizers. You can't make much money in a busy year." "How many acres of land does your family have?" "The land in the suburbs is tight, less than an acre for one person, and now the new urban area has expropriated some, even less." "Your land has been confiscated, how will you live in the future?" Su Fuyuan patted the soil in his hand, stood up, and said, "With this little land, we have long been so poor that we have no pants to wear, and half of the whole village is working outside." Another boy said: "Everyone hopes that the new management committee will occupy our land as soon as possible, and then we will be transferred to urban household registration, so that we can serve as soldiers or take the recruitment examination." Su Fuyuan sneered: "With your little ink, you still want to be a cadre? After the new management committee's factory opens, everyone will be a worker. This is a serious thing." The shortest boy said: "I don't work for others. There will be so many factories in the future. It's better to start a small business than to be a worker and a farmer." These three villagers were specially arranged by Party Secretary Su. The old Party Secretary Su only wanted to set up a construction team, and he was very supportive of the work of the new management committee. Seeing the three villagers stop talking, Liu Ruixue urged, "Master, don't just talk too much, can you hurry up?" Su Fuyuan took a puff of cigarette, and said viciously: "We are not cattle, and we have to catch our breath after working for hours. If we didn't see that you are going to pass here, we would have gone back to eat a long time ago." Liu Ruixue was overwhelmed by his words, she could only watch them do things slowly, at this time the driver of the truck behind was nowhere to be seen, and the car couldn't turn around.By the time the road was repaired, it was already 1 o'clock in the afternoon. After getting in the car, Liu Ruixue said: "Director Wang, why are the situation mentioned by these villagers different from what was written in the CPPCC newspaper?" Go find a resettlement house and see the situation." After finding the resettlement house, I happened to see a large group of workers eating.Wang Hui secretly counted, there were at least two hundred workers eating, and looked up at several buildings, there was no sign of stopping work.A young man wearing a helmet came over and said, "Who are you looking for?" Wang Hui took out his press card and said, "I'm a reporter from the provincial newspaper, and I want to know something about it." The young man said: "Wait a while, I will report to Mr. Wang."