At six o 'clock in the morning on the Qingming Festival, the sky was still dark, and the people who went to visit the graves were still asleep. However, the mountains of Nanyang County were already full of people, each holding a shovel and a kettle, squatting on the hilltop, preparing for war.
Lu Yiwei did not sleep all night, thinking about what had happened today. As the leader of Shiwan Village, he naturally stood at a higher position. If there was a problem, others could be indifferent, but he could just take his hat off and give up his position. At the moment, he was not thinking about how to prevent fire, but how to deal with it once it happened. Although it had been more than a year since the fire in Guiyu Village, the horrible scene was still vivid in his mind, and he still had a lingering fear.
He got up before five o 'clock. After washing up, he stood in front of the window and lit a cigarette. He looked at the quiet little mountain village. There were a few flickering lights, and from time to time, he could hear the barking of dogs. The roosters couldn't wait for the sun to rise, so they started crowing at the top of their lungs. It was like a joyous song. They lived a carefree life in contentment.
Since arriving in Shiwan Village, Lu Yiwei had developed a bad habit. He often could not sleep all night and suffered from severe insomnia, which had a lot to do with him becoming the leader. Managing a town was like leading an army to war. Without outstanding leadership and extraordinary skills, it was absolutely impossible to be a leader. Mastering these skills required a strong mind. Thinking had almost become a compulsory course for him every time he lay in bed.
It was still early, so he returned to his desk and sat down, idly looking through all kinds of documents. Dealing with official documents had become his daily routine. Looking at the densely packed words gave him a headache, so he simply put it aside and picked up yesterday's Xijiang Daily to read carefully.
The headline was a news report on the investigation of Huang Jiyang, the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, at the Dongzhou Bearing Factory, accompanied by a photo of Huang Jiyang holding a product on the production line. He was elegant, with a bright smile, and his deep and determined eyes were unfathomable. At this level, being an official had become an art. He would never show his emotions on his face. Even if he smiled, no one knew what he was thinking. Don't even think about trying to guess his thoughts through superficial things. Even the people who stayed by his side all day might not really understand him. The highest rank that Lu Yiwei could come into contact with was the Deputy Governor. He could not reach any higher ranks, let alone the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee.
What piqued Lu Yiwei's interest was the group of officials accompanying Huang Jiyang. There was the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee and Provincial Party Committee Secretary General Luo Zhongyuan, the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee and Executive Vice Governor He Guoguang, the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee and Organization Head Zhao Hongtao, and the Eastern State Municipal Party Committee Secretary Xu Caimao. Luo Zhongyuan naturally understood. He was Huang Jiyang's personal secretary. Naturally, he would follow him wherever he went. He Guoguang was also reasonable. He was in charge of the industry, so he naturally had to accompany them. The most incomprehensible thing was, why did he have to bring the head of the organization? He had nothing to do with the industry, so what was the point? Lu Yiwei realized that this was going to be very moving. As for who it was, who could guess?
Lu Yiwei stared at the photo for another three to four seconds and suddenly found a clue. He could not find the mayor of Eastern State! The Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee came to Eastern State for research. As the mayor in charge of the economy, he did not accompany him. This was too unusual. Could it be … He did not dare to think further.
Back to the news report. The title of the news was "Huang Jiyang, the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, pointed out during the investigation of the Dongzhou Bearing Factory that reform is the source of all innovations." The main text briefly introduced the basic situation of the Bearing Factory. Then Huang Jiyang pointed out at the meeting that the Bearing Factory, as an outstanding enterprise in our province, had excellent product quality and high accuracy. It was widely praised by the market and became a business card of our province. It also set a banner for our province. However, compared with similar enterprises in other places, its equipment was backward, and its output was not high. It had not yet reached the level of industrial scale development, which greatly limited the expansion and development of the enterprise and the effective release of potential functions. He emphasized that reform was the source of all innovation …
Seeing this, Lu Yiwei roughly understood the real purpose behind the report. The reform of state-owned enterprises was about to be fully launched in the province, and Eastern State was the pilot. After Huang Jiyang landed in Xijiang Province, his development strategy and thinking were very clear. Closely linked to the spirit of the central government, combined with the actual situation of the province, he proposed the strategic goal of "reform as the forerunner, horizontal development". These words seemed simple, but their meaning and meaning were worth playing around with.
Undeniably, reform was the development strategy of the central government, and it was applicable to every place. Horizontal development, simply understood, was all fields. If it was connected, it meant that the development of each field must be guided by reform. The deeper meaning was that he wanted to deepen the reform of each field, and the reform of state-owned enterprises was the first step in his administration, which could be seen from the establishment of the Provincial Enterprise Reform Leading Group.
As the province's strategic deployment, Lu Yiwei didn't have to worry about it. He just had to manage the area under his jurisdiction. But thinking that Zhang Zhiyuan would become a member of the Provincial Enterprise Reform Leading Group in the near future, he was particularly concerned.
Xijiang Daily, as the organ of the Provincial Party Committee, every report was cautious and had a certain purpose. It could also be understood as a barometer to reflect a certain leader of the Provincial Party Committee. As the saying goes, amateurs watch the excitement, while experts see the artistry. Wasn't it just a news report that reflected the leaders? They would just glance at it and throw it aside. Those who were interested would carefully read it word by word, search between the lines, and figure out the intentions of the main leaders. Especially the governors, they read more carefully and would even use a pen to take notes, so that they could keep up with the pace and rhythm of the leader.
Following the first two articles on the front page, there was a news report on Governor Zhang Bingtong's inspection of the urban construction project. They were all provincial leaders, but Zhang Bingtong only had a written description and no photos. Accompanying the inspection were Qiu Yuanhang, a member of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee and Secretary of the Jiangdong Municipal Party Committee Zhao Tianming, a member of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee. As an official from Bei Zhou City, Lu Yiwei paid more attention to Qiu Yuanhang. He was in charge of urban construction, so it was natural for him to accompany the governor to inspect the project.
The secretary of the Provincial Party Committee and the governor went to different areas on the same day to inspect and research, which indirectly showed the obvious difference in their governing philosophy. Lu Yiwei had heard rumors about the discord between the two, but he was just a grasshopper, so how could he know such secrets? Moreover, it had little to do with him. However, by comparing the two news reports, some clues could be found.
Huang Jiyang repeatedly emphasized reform on different occasions, while Zhang Bingtong proposed to speed up the pace of urban construction. Both had good intentions, and both wanted to speed up the development of Xijiang Province. However, once personal feelings became strong, it became a power struggle without smoke. Political achievements became the only standard to judge whether an official was good or bad.
From another perspective, it could also be seen who was close to whom, and who was far away from whom. Qiu Yuanhang was promoted by Zhang Bingtong, and just last year, he entered the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee, mainly in charge of urban construction. Such a favor was enough to see Zhang Bingtong's governing philosophy. Carrying out urban construction was his political achievement.
One was curing diseases and innovating, scraping bones to heal wounds, and saving old people in history who were on the verge of death. The other was enthusiastic and confident, and made great efforts to cultivate newborns in swaddling clothes into historical giants. Both of them were challenging a difficult topic, and it was difficult to judge who was right and who was wrong. However, based on the current development situation, Huang Jiyang was obviously at a disadvantage. The whole country was frantically carrying out urban construction as if they were possessed, but Huang Jiyang chose a topic that was unflattering and not easy to get political achievements.
Back in Nanyang County, Zhang Zhiyuan was obviously on Huang Jiyang's side, while Yang Derong was on Zhang Bingtong's side.
It had little to do with him, so Lu Yiwei was too lazy to ask. He threw the newspaper aside and looked at his watch. It was five past ten. At this time, there were footsteps in the yard. He got up and stretched his body, put a few packs of cigarettes in his pocket, opened the door and went downstairs.
"Good morning, Standing Committee Lu!"
Zhang Li, the staff member, happened to bump into Lu Yiwei when she went out and quickly greeted him.
Lu Yiwei had heard about Zhang Li, especially after Gao Dakuan walked out of her room that day. He hated her even more. He said coldly, "Good morning to you too."
Zhang Li seized the time to flatter him and said excitedly, "Standing Committee Lu, everyone is in high spirits when you give them subsidies. I don't even need to mention how happy they are. I've been in Shiwan Village for almost ten years, and I've never met a leader as good as you. We're so lucky. "
Lu Yiwei smiled indifferently and said, "As long as you all work hard from now on, I'll increase the relevant benefits if the conditions permit."
"Oh, that's great!" Zhang Li was so excited that she actually clapped.
Lu Yiwei's move was extremely effective. None of the people in the government dared to be careless, and they all got up one after another. After breakfast, Lu Yiwei stood in the yard and held a short meeting. He emphasized a few words, and everyone went to their respective villages.
As the commander-in-chief, Lu Yiwei could sit in the office and give orders, but he was not at ease, so he drove around the villages one by one.
The sky was slightly brighter, and the villagers went up the hill one after another with sacrificial items. Some of the hilltops had already been lit to burn ghost notes. Lu Yiwei looked at the rising smoke and felt extremely nervous.
According to the weather forecast, it would be a sunny day with a maximum temperature of 18 degrees Celsius, accompanied by a force four to five northwest wind. Such weather undoubtedly increased the pressure on the forest protection and fire prevention. As long as the wind blew, the dry wormwood on the ground would catch fire, and the fire would climb up the hillside, which would very likely cause a forest fire.
No one knew if they would be able to receive all kinds of things burned for the people lying in the graves. In fact, most people knew that this was self-deception, but the "bad habits" passed down by their ancestors were deeply rooted in the villages, and it was not easy to forcefully stop them. However, such a huge safety hazard had indeed increased the pressure on the government departments. Every year during the Qingming Festival, they would invest a huge amount of money to ensure that nothing went wrong. Even so, fires of all sizes would still occur.
Lu Yiwei had just arrived at Guozigou Village when he received a call from Song Yong. Song Yong panted and said, "Yiwei, County Yang is here. He has already arrived at the village government yard. You should hurry back."
"Why is he here so early?" Lu Yiwei asked doubtfully.
"I'm not sure about that."
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