After putting down the phone, Zhao Sishui, the secretary of the Hubei Political and Legal Committee, had a dark look on his face. He unhappily took out a cigarette from the pack, and the director of the Political and Legal Committee, Xiafeng, quickly lit it for him. Looking at Xiafeng's nervous face, Zhao Sishui was even more upset. He asked with an unhappy tone, "Xiao Xia, why are you showing me that face?"
Xiafeng saw the secretary's angry face, so he quickly smiled and said, "I just feel that Secretary Zhao and Secretary Zhou are very generous, and it's the New Year, so I naturally feel a bit worried."
"I'm not angry. I just feel that Old Zhou is too protective of his son. "Although he said that, Zhao Sishui's expression was very close to angry.
Xiafeng was in his forties, and he was in the prime of his life. But he was facing the two founding heroes of the country, so he didn't want to offend them, and he didn't dare to offend them. Taking the Military Governor Vaize as an example, the "retired veterans" this time showed everyone how much the country valued these veterans. The invisible hint made Xiafeng even more afraid to act rashly. Xiafeng didn't object to his superior's mockery. The director of the Wuhan Machinery Factory was Yang Rengui, one of Zhou Zhengxiong's old subordinates. As far as Xiafeng knew, Zhou Zhengxiong had always supported Yang Rengui. Now that the factory couldn't work, Zhou Zhengxiong's reputation had been greatly damaged. Not to mention that tens of thousands of people were blocking the entrance of the provincial party committee.
While Xiafeng was thinking about the relationship between the two, Zhou Zhengxiong wrote down a document, signed it, and gave it to Xiafeng. Xiafeng was a bit shocked when he saw the document. It was an order to release all the arrested workers. In the system, the government didn't have the power to detain people. Arresting people was the responsibility of the Political and Legal Committee. Even if it was a large-scale mass movement, only the armed police under the Political and Legal Committee could carry it out. These systems were derived from the General Staff Department of the Liberation Army. From then on, the military's peacetime judicial power was handed over to the military court. At most, the military commander had the power to order confinement and reflection. When the government was established, the public security, the people's procuratorate and the people's court were given the power to enforce. The government didn't have a single soldier to use.
"Secretary, this …" Xiafeng wanted to persuade Zhao Sishui. Just now, Zhou Zhengxiong's attitude was unyielding and he wanted to continue detaining the workers, but Zhao Sishui wanted to release them after putting down the phone. This was too obvious.
Of course, Zhao Sishui could guess what Xiafeng was thinking. It wasn't hard to understand why a young cadre wouldn't dare to offend his older brother, but if he became obedient and obedient, that was something Zhao Sishui didn't want to see. So Zhao Sishui had to tell Xiafeng something. "Xiao Xia, let me ask you a question. Do you think these workers did something wrong?"
"This … I don't think they did anything wrong. Based on Xiafeng's personal judgment, the worker did not do anything wrong. Although they had no choice but to detain the workers in order to attract attention. However, after the initial surprise inspection, Zhao Sishui ordered the detained workers to prepare delicious New Year's Eve dinner, and Xiafeng worked very hard. He personally led his men to knock on the door of the meat packing factory's head and brought him to move the meat overnight. Because he couldn't go home, he and the other detained workers ate the same New Year's Eve dinner, which was mainly braised pork. Naturally, Xiafeng wouldn't be happy if he ate the same meal as the criminals. But this meal didn't make him feel uncomfortable.
"Let's not care about what Old Zhou thinks. Let me tell you, before I joined the military governor, I was a guest gunman. At that time, being a gunman was like hanging my head on a belt, but I had no choice. My family wasn't poor, and I even studied for a few years. It was because my father worked for the government, and the government didn't pay him, so my family was forced to go bankrupt. This kind of thing is not right! "Zhao Sishui made his stand clear.
Xiafeng understood a lot after hearing his superior's words. Before, he might have been worried about the power struggle between the provincial party committee and the political and legal committee, but now he was no longer worried. His superior had an unwavering judgment, and the rest was black and white. As a subordinate, there was no room for Xiafeng to intervene in this matter.
When Xiafeng went to execute Zhao Sishui's order, he felt no longer afraid, and even relaxed. Perhaps it was because Xiafeng's judgment was exactly the same as his superior's, and with strong support, he felt refreshed when he did what he thought was right.
The provincial party committee secretary's office was a suite, and Zhou Zhengxiong worked in the inner room. If the double doors were closed, no sound of conversation could be heard. But it turned out that there was no such thing as an impenetrable wall. Loud sounds of things being smashed came from Zhou Zhengxiong's office. Although they couldn't hear it clearly, the roar could still be heard in the corridor.
Zhou Zhengxiong didn't think about this matter at all. After receiving the order from Zhao Sishui, Zhou Zhengxiong was so angry that he smashed two teacups against the wall. After he smashed the teacups, he shouted at the shivering director of the machinery factory, Yang Fugui: "Look what you've done!"
Seeing his old superior lose his composure, Yang Fugui didn't know what to say. As a person that Zhou Zhengxiong thought highly of, Yang Fugui was high-spirited when he first took office. First, he wanted to make a name for himself, and second, he wanted to make his old superior proud.
Now, Yang Fugui didn't know what to say anymore. Other than lowering his head and getting scolded, Yang Fugui couldn't do anything. But this didn't appease Zhou Zhengxiong, instead, it made him even angrier. The roar almost shook the house. "Tell me! Speak! What have you been doing all these years?! I spent so much effort to take over the machinery factory, and it turned out to be like this. You don't even pay your salary. Other than complaining about being poor, what else have you done?! Speak! Are you mute?! "
Yang Fugui swallowed his saliva with difficulty. His mouth was dry and bitter. The two teacups that were placed in front of Yang Fugui and Zhou Zhengxiong were smashed against the wall along with the tea inside. Yang Fugui could only speak with a bitter voice: "Secretary Zhou, our factory was still doing well in the first few years. But after the introduction of new technologies, the precision of the machine tools couldn't keep up. The quality of the products couldn't be improved. At that time, we should have upgraded the equipment. But at that time … … that time … … "Yang Fugui couldn't continue speaking.
"What happened at that time? Speak! "Zhou Zhengxiong shouted.
Yang Fugui was after all a soldier. It's still a knife to his head, and it's still a knife to his head. Since things had reached this stage, there was no room for him to retreat. Yang Fugui said: "At that time, you wanted our factory to hand over all our profits to the provincial government because of the other factories. As a result, the machine tools couldn't be upgraded. The precision of the machine tools couldn't be improved, and fewer and fewer people bought the products we made. "
Hearing this, Zhou Zhengxiong's eyes seemed to be spitting fire. He stared at Yang Fugui and asked word by word: "Then why didn't you tell me a few years ago?"
"Didn't I tell you? But you said the provincial government didn't have the money … …" Yang Fugui's voice lowered. "I've written a lot of reports to you in the past year … …"
"I'm not talking about the past year. I'm asking you why didn't you tell me a few years ago?" Even in anger, Zhou Zhengxiong didn't lose his basic calmness. He accurately grasped the key point of the problem. Since this problem had been buried a few years ago, Zhou Zhengxiong didn't remember Yang Fugui saying anything about it a few years ago.
Hearing his old boss's question, Yang Fugui felt very guilty. These problems were what Yang Fugui and the cadres in the factory had to face in the past year. They had to analyze it and finally came to a more complete conclusion. Yang Fugui knew his own business best. A few years ago, he didn't see this crisis at all. At that time, Yang Fugui felt very proud to be a backbone enterprise that provided a lot of tax revenue to the province. And at that time, Zhou Zhengxiong didn't hesitate to give Yang Fugui great honor. "Advanced worker" and "model worker". Even if such honor rules were fully inclined to the frontline workers, the great honor fell on Yang Fugui's head one after another.
This evaluation rule that was inclined to the frontline workers came from the Liberation Army's evaluation rules. Vézé repeatedly emphasized it many times. "Those who are fighting on the frontline are facing a huge test. Life and death are in an instant. Are they heroes, muddling along, or simply cowards? Only in the environment of life and death can they be tested, and only in the environment of life and death can they be proved. We shouldn't be commanding in the rear, and we have no reason to evaluate war heroes. " Therefore, more than 98% of the war heroes of the Liberation Army were frontline combatants, and only 2% were officers above the platoon level. And these officers were able to receive such honor, without exception, because they personally went to the frontline to participate in the most difficult time of the battle and made great contributions.
As a factory director, Yang Fugui received such an honor, which was enough to show Zhou Zhengxiong's favor. Yang Fugui knew how he enjoyed this favor in the years when the crisis was brewing. He had always worn the medal of a model worker on his chest, which was the highest honor among the workers. Among the many other factory directors of provincial enterprises, only a few people had it, and they had earned it when they were workers. This uniqueness greatly satisfied Yang Fugui's self-esteem.
Those days were so glorious, those days were so vivid, and he couldn't forget them even if he wanted to. Therefore, now Yang Fugui was deprived of even the courage to refute.
"Speak! Why didn't you tell me a few years ago? "Zhou Zhengxiong's roar was like thunder.
Yang Fugui knew that he couldn't avoid it. He was still a little tough, and subconsciously stood up. Yang Fugui replied, "At that time, I wanted to make you happy!"
This answer was beyond Zhou Zhengxiong's expectations, so he was stunned in his rage. Yang Fugui had things that Yang Fugui remembered, and Zhou Zhengxiong naturally had things that Zhou Zhengxiong remembered. In those years, with a large amount of tax funds from these provincial enterprises, Zhou Zhengxiong did a lot of big things. Although he didn't dare to build the government building more magnificent than Nanjing, he could at least settle for the second best. He didn't dare to build the officials' residences more luxurious than Nanjing, but he could reduce the external decoration. Since Nanjing was in front of them, the interior decoration was actually better than Nanjing.
In those years, a brand new Wuhan gradually became a reality from the simple work on paper. Every time he passed through Wuhan in his car, Zhou Zhengxiong felt satisfied, and his sense of achievement broke through the sky. The new three towns of Wuhan were built by him, Zhou Zhengxiong.
It wasn't that there were no factory directors who proposed to spend a lot of money to transform the enterprises, but Zhou Zhengxiong felt that these factory directors didn't know what they were thinking. Those iron guys would rust, so they could just put more oil on them, and take care of them in daily life. It was a huge investment, but there wasn't much profit. This business was really meaningless. Therefore, he refused without hesitation. For those stubborn factory directors, Zhou Zhengxiong could only ask them to find a better job elsewhere. In Hubei, Zhou Zhengxiong had the final say, not these factory directors. Then, the noise that made Zhou Zhengxiong unhappy disappeared. All the enterprises, like Yang Fugui, fully paid taxes to Hubei Province. However, such a scene had now become a noose.
After blaming himself in his heart, Zhou Zhengxiong's self-esteem rebounded fiercely in an instant. He was the Secretary of the Hubei Provincial Party Committee, the top leader of Hubei Province. Everything in Hubei was under his control, and everything in Hubei had to obey his orders. This was power. This was his reward for following the Military Governor Of Vaize through fire and water.
In this state of mind, when Zhou Zhengxiong looked up at Yang Fugui again, he no longer felt that Yang Fugui was his old subordinate, someone he could trust. Yang Fugui's cowardice gave rise to a thought in Zhou Zhengxiong's mind. If he hadn't done something wrong, if Zhou Zhengxiong hadn't intentionally wronged him, why would he be so panicked?
The anger that had subsided didn't disappear. Retreating was just accumulating power and then spewing it out again. Zhou Zhengxiong felt as if he was about to burst into flames. He picked up the thickest and heaviest book on the table and smashed it towards Yang Fugui's head.
“? Ba Ba Sac Spring? Yue Pai Xizhi Su Pao Po Lun Gang Still Qian Hui Yi Xiao? Slow Wei Wei Bo Die Barium Oyster Strange Jiao Li Dilute V Glycoside? Luo Li Qi? The palanquin? Hi Hi? Xianshuo Mi Na Coriander Young Basket Beetle Covered Proud Leg Frequency Wolf??? Luan Oh Zai Nuo descending vertebrae difficult to gang Zhu Wang Smack Hu Chu R Huai Huai Zhe? Pagoda Pagoda Breeding Tip Species Frequent Dusk Dark Decay Skeleton Aurochs Snatch Spring Xi Ye Mo Mulberry Withered Fade Snatch Spring Xi Ye Mo Mulberry Withered Fade Snatch Spring Xi Ye Mo Mulberry Liquid Xi Yao? Xian Yu Dong Biao Bei
The book only made Yang Fugui dizzy for a while. After suffering a few kicks, Yang Fugui woke up. He hugged his head and curled up into a ball, begging, "Secretary, spare me! Spare my life, Secretary! "
The secretary in the outer room didn't dare to come in. He didn't want to look for trouble at this time. But hearing that something was wrong in the room, the secretary boldly opened the door and was shocked by the beating in the room. This was a major violation of the rules.
"What are you looking at? Get lost! " Zhou Zhengxiong saw the secretary's pale face peeking through the crack of the door and shouted at the secretary without hesitation.
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