When Lu Yiwei went downstairs, there was a group of people standing at the entrance of the town hall. They were whispering and laughing from time to time. Lu Yiwei was already used to this kind of situation. He didn't care what others thought of him. On the contrary, it was disgusting that a despicable person like Wei Guoqiang was trying to make things difficult for him.
"I must return to the town hall." Lu Yiwei clenched his fists and made up his mind.
When Lu Yiwei drove out of the town hall, he realized that there was no place for him in such a huge town. At this moment, he was still thinking about the election in Xikou Village. So he turned the car around and called Li Haidong. He was going to meet Xikou Coal Mine's Manager, Peng Zhirong.
Lu Yiwei parked his car at the intersection of Beihe Town and Dongwa Village and waited for Li Haidong. At this moment, Shi Xiaoman called. Lu Yiwei looked at his phone and hesitated. He didn't know whether to pick it up or not. Lu Yiwei pondered for a moment before he picked up the call.
"Mayor Lu, please don't take what happened today to heart. It's all my fault. I have already explained it to my husband, and he's also regretting it." Shi Xiaoman was still sobbing.
Lu Yiwei glanced at the rearview mirror and bitterly smiled. "Don't think too much about it. I'm fine. What's there to be afraid of? Don't let these things affect your relationship as husband and wife. It's not worth it."
Shi Xiaoman raised her head and looked at Cao Xiaolei, who was smoking, and said, "Mayor Lu, I'm relieved that you can think this way. In the future, everything will be the same as before, so that others won't think that we've done something wrong."
Lu Yiwei hung up the phone and threw it into the car seat. He rolled down the window and let the bone-chilling wind howl. The withered branches on the roadside swayed and peeled off the last leaf. Finally, the leaf was blown away by the wind after a few struggles. It went to the next stop with regret and nostalgia. Life was short. In the long river of time, it might be like plants coming and going, or it might be like a surging river. Who didn't want to leave behind too many memories on the day their lives came to an end? Plants were like this, and so were people.
Lu Yiwei recalled every journey he had taken. Whether it was happiness, sorrow, perseverance, or hesitation, every journey left an indelible memory. On the day that he grew old, he would carefully sort it out. Some things were so ridiculous and ridiculous, and some things were so proud of. But because of personal gains and losses, he had missed a season of blooming flowers, and regret would follow him for life.
Based on the current situation, Lu Yiwei had no choice but to move forward. He couldn't retreat. Retreat where? Should he return to his "little kingdom" and become a "substitute king"? That would be too narrow-minded. Where should he go forward? The secretary of the County party committee, Liu Kecheng, had put him in a "death row". If he wanted to turn things around, he could only take a roundabout way to save the country. But would that way work?
It was undeniable that with Lu Yiwei's current strength, it was not impossible to spend a lot of money to jump out of Nanyang County. It was very likely that his official career would be smooth sailing. But in this way, he would always bear the crime, and it would be impossible to clear his name. Moreover, the old leader's warning before he left still lingered in his ears. Betrayal was not his style. In this way, it was more practical to return to the town government.
The secretary of the party committee, Wei Guoqiang, could cover the sky with one hand. The mayor, Xu Qingshan, had become a decoration, and the deputy under him was subservient and obedient. It seemed that no one dared to do anything to Wei Guoqiang. Absolute power brought absolute despotism. To break this balance, there must be a sword that was hard enough to stab deep into the internal organs, so that the power could be equalized and the benefits could be shared. Lu Yiwei was willing to wade in this muddy water.
"As long as Wei Guoqiang is not eliminated, I will never be able to turn things around."
After a while, Li Haidong came down on a motorcycle with a helmet. After seeing Lu Yiwei's car, he parked in the yard of a farmer's house and got into Lu Yiwei's car.
"Today, we will meet the mine manager of Xikou Coal Mine, Peng Zhirong." Lu Yiwei used Li Haidong with ease. Although Li Haidong was not highly educated, his cleverness was irreplaceable. It could be said that with one look and one sentence from Lu Yiwei, Li Haidong could guess what Lu Yiwei was going to do. To be able to practice this kind of ability, he was really not an ordinary person.
The car soon drove to Xikou Coal Mine. Li Haidong jumped out of the car and gave a cigarette to the old man guarding the gate. He asked a few questions and returned to the car. "Peng Zhirong happened to be here today. If we had come a few minutes later, we might not have been able to see him."
Lu Yiwei drove the car to the office building, locked the car, and went straight to the mine manager's office on the second floor with Li Haidong.
Lu Yiwei pushed the door open and entered without knocking. Peng Zhirong was lying on the desk bitterly, biting the tip of his pen in deep thought. When he saw Lu Yiwei, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he immediately got up and greeted him with a smile. He said in broken Mandarin, "Mayor Lu, what brings you here? You are really a rare guest. Come, sit down."
Lu Yiwei held Peng Zhirong's fat palm and smiled. "The northwest wind is blowing today, so I followed the direction of the wind."
"Haha … Mayor Lu is very humorous. You came at the right time. I have a favor to ask. Sit down first. Let's talk." After Lu Yiwei sat down, Peng Zhirong went back to his desk and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer. He threw one pack to Lu Yiwei and Li Haidong. "I bought these from the tobacco factory. They are good cigarettes."
Lu Yiwei brought the cigarette to his nose and smelled it. He nodded and said, "Hmm, it smells good."
Lighting his cigarette, Peng Zhirong picked up the documents on his desk and handed them to Lu Yiwei. "The county will be holding a county-wide safety meeting next week, and all the company heads are required to report. No one in our mine knows how to write documents, so I had to personally write it here. After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with the first paragraph. I know you used to be a big writer, and these documents should be a piece of cake for you. Haha. "
Lu Yiwei looked at the document issued by the county and said without thinking, "Leave this matter to me. I guarantee that you will be satisfied. When do you want it?"
"Just write it before the meeting."
"No problem. I will send it to you tomorrow." Lu Yiwei said confidently. Writing documents is the basic skill of a qualified secretary. Moreover, he had written documents for the County Mayor before. This "task" in front of him was a piece of cake. He had not written documents for a long time, so he was a bit rusty. But he could use this method to improve his relationship with Peng Zhirong.
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