The hardware of the village committees is quite good, the conference room is quite large, and there are about twenty people sitting there, so I don’t feel crowded.

Everyone gathered in front of the big round table, chatting while kneading melon seeds.

Melon seeds and tea are both brought by pueraria.

The night was low and the lights were bright. The village cadres meeting after Song Qingyun was stationed in the village was finally held.

After looking at the situation in front of him, Song Qingyun sighed in his heart: It is dynamic and the echelon construction is of level.

The biggest problem in rural areas today is aging and hollowing out.

Young people are busy working outside and making money, and lack interest in becoming village cadres.

For this reason, most village cadres in other places are in their early fifties.

It is safe for cadres to do things when they are old, but they are inevitably not motivated by step. Poverty alleviation is a job that requires enterprising spirit.

A friend of Song Qingyun works in a certain bureau in the city center. Some time ago, he was taken to be the first secretary of a remote mountainous area in another city. According to the information he received and the circle of friends he posted, the place was really poor.

The village committee only had an old brick house, and there was no place to hold a meeting. The venue was set up in the wilderness, with each person and a small plastic stool. Among the 30 cadres attending the meeting, there were more than 20 left-behind middle-aged and elderly women, three or five men, and no young men. It was really miserable.

Unlike that, the two village committees of Hongshi Village are spacious and bright, and the members of the meeting are experienced in their fifties; Liu Yonghua and Chen Jianguo are in their early forties and strong strength; Huang Geer is willing to be energetic in his twenties.

The ratio of men and women is also reasonable, and it opens in 73.

This is a combat-ready team.

Compared with their peers, Song Qingyun platform has a good starting point.

The old man came, and he bought cigarettes and bought four packs.

When he arrived at the ground, he threw the cigarette at the table and said, "Everyone, smoke."

Someone joked: "I'm so happy that you are a stingy guy. Why are you willing to bleed heavily today?" stingy guy means stingy.

Someone said, "Anyway, don't you have to pay 800 yuan for the meeting fee later? What's the value of a few packs of cigarettes?"

Lao Dian bulged his eyes: "If you want money, please ask Yonghua for it. If you don't have money, go to Zhuhua to get something to pay."

"Just kidding, who will go to provoke Zhuhua? If she gets angry, she will not sell you anything in the future. If you buy a bag of salt, you will have to travel dozens of miles."

Everyone laughed and said that Zhuhua really could do this.

As he spoke, dozens of hands reached out and smoked and lit it.

The conference room suddenly became thick and thick smoke.

The underground is full of melon seed skins.

Song Qingyun was so angry that he could not bear it anymore that he had to endure it.

This is how grassroots work is, don’t pay too much attention to the sub-sections.

Seeing that everyone was here, Chen Jianguo, the host of the village cadre meeting, coughed dryly: "Okay, everyone, the meeting has begun. The topic of today's meeting is how to fight the poverty alleviation battle. This battle is only successful, not failure. The village is so poor, who doesn't want to live a good life? Now, please give Secretary Song a speech, and everyone applauds!"

applaud.

Applause after applause.

Chen Jianguo took out a pen from his shirt pocket, spread out his big red plastic shell notebook and started recording.

Today's meeting was of great significance. Chen Wenshu specially prepared three pens neatly and pinned them in the pocket of his shirt, which looked very retro.

Song Qingyun said: "First clarify the participants, I will call the name first, and then say it to Liu Yonghua."

"arrive."

"Chen Jianguo."

"arrive."

"Gong Honggao."

"Yeah!"

Everyone chuckled.

After clicking the name, Song Qingyun said: "In the past, when the cadres were late and the people were not together, it was still a difficult problem. Now, I have a clear discipline. In the future, if the village committee meetings are overlapping in time due to private matters or other affairs in the village, they must be registered in the village working group in advance, and others must not be late or absent."

"Only when our village cadres change their work style and build a communication link between the village work team and the villagers, we can better understand what the villagers think, worry and hope, and better solve the problems and difficulties existing in the villagers in a targeted manner."

Chen Jianguo listened carefully and wrote quickly.

I couldn't write two lines of words, and the pen couldn't get out of water, so I quickly changed one.

Only then did Song Qingyun understand why he brought so many pens.

His words may be suspected of clichés, and the village cadres didn't listen to them very much, and they were dissatisfied with them.

All this was expected by Song Qingyun. He continued: "In order to clarify the responsibilities of village cadres and to ensure that some of the village cadres do not fail, I have three decisions. Village cadres go out and do not write leave slips, and ask for leave according to procedures. If they find that they are fined 100 yuan. Village cadres fail to arrange their work properly and implement them effectively, each person will be fined 150 yuan each time. The masses do not obey the management of village cadres, and each person will be fined 50 yuan each time. This money is deducted from everyone's various benefits. The three measures will become the iron law of the village committees in the future, and no one shall violate it."

Facts have proved that it is useless to speak loudly and be patient in reasoning, and grassroots work must be implemented economically.

Suddenly, everyone's expressions became solemn.

Chen Jianguo's pen is no longer watery, so I will change it again.

Song Qingyun: "After entering the village working group, it will definitely bring you a sense of discomfort, which I can understand. In addition to the three organizational disciplines I announced just now that cannot be changed. I am now announcing two points: First, not to put pressure on everyone for the time being, and gradually put pressure on them; second, fully mobilize and unite village cadres to work and start businesses, and to fight poverty, you must live a better life first. Cadres do not mean poverty. As cadres, you must first show your ability to get rid of poverty."

Chen Jianguo's third pen was no longer watery. He first put the tip of the pen to his mouth and sniffed a few breaths of heat. Seeing that there was no effect, he shook it hard on the ground.

The ink finally came out, but accidentally threw it to Lao Dian's eyebrows.

Lao Dan is rough and suddenly realizes that he hasn't realized it.

It was hot and there were so many people in the conference room.

Sweat oozed out of his head, and the drop of ink spread out like Erlang Shen's heavenly eyes.

Looking at the first joint of Chen Jianguo's right index finger, it has been completely dyed black.

Song Qingyun couldn't bear it anymore and handed over his pen: "Old Chen, I'll give you one."

"Secretary Song's book is beautiful. I have never seen this brand before. What's the name?"

Song Qingyun: "Mont Blanc."

"What peeled the bee?"

Song Qingyun: "This doesn't matter, I'll continue to talk about it."

Now, Chen Jianguo can finally record the leader's speech smoothly.

Song Qingyun: "In the future, when it comes to matters of big and small in our village, I will discuss with the village cadres. You will give your own opinions on matters within the capabilities of the village cadres. I will finally make a decision after comprehensive consideration. I promise to implement the principle of democratic centralism in the village committees and never make a single act."
Chapter completed!