**Min Xuejun Shenyan organized the election work procedures and frowned:

"Who is the 'someone' you are talking about? If you are not in the preparation and statistics of the election, even if the village cadres say it, it will not count. In other words, his speech cannot represent the election working group. It is just a personal statement. If you are angry and make illegal acts, you can only blame yourself."

Sang Qichao said: "She is Wang Dabiao's wife Qi Xiaoli. Are she talking nonsense? She obviously knows that Wang Dabiao will definitely be elected after the secret operation."

It would be a bit tricky if my wife admitted it in public. Min Xuejun held her glasses and kept saying a word.

Bai Yu asked: "Is the situation true that Wang Dabiao instructed his subordinates to send various gifts and bribe votes overnight, and asked the villagers to fill in the "sample ticket"?"

"The Wang family is quick to deal with and take advantage of the conflict between the afternoon and the evening to forcefully recycle all the "sample tickets". However, there are many witnesses, and the village can find dozens of them. The names written on the "sample tickets" are exactly the same as those who were finally announced to be elected!"

Sang Qichao said, "I used the bribery of gifts to bribe the banner of 'village committee welfare', saying that it was the village chief Wang's intention to represent the village. If everyone votes for him tomorrow, the benefits will get better and better."

It’s a bit like playing the edge ball. Many village party committee elections have similar techniques, and the city leaders are not surprised. To be honest, the overall quality and cognition of grassroots rural areas at present is like this. Who would be willing to delay farm work and go far to vote?

Canvassing activities before the Western election will also be tempted by interests, such as promising substantial tax cuts, increasing medical subsidies, increasing social welfare investment, etc., but they are just packaged into a gorgeous Shizheng Program.

However, the "sample votes" are only set up three voting points and the black meeting on the eve of the election, and other practices are of serious nature, which obviously violates the regulations on grassroots elections.

Bai Yu entered from another perspective: "According to reports, the fundamental reason why Wang Dabiao held a black meeting and sent gifts to write a "sample ticket" overnight was the Sang family. Ten days ago, a large number of Sang family members who worked in other places suddenly came back. They treated guests and drank at home every day in the name of a birthday shift, opened their relationship and secretly discussed how to elect Wang Dabiao and other village cadres through elections. Is this the case?"

Sang Qichao smiled calmly and said, "If it weren't for such a fierce thing, maybe the people in Naisanhua Village wouldn't have the chance to get in touch with the leaders at all, nor would they have time to listen to me telling these irrelevant trivial matters..."

When Bai Yu heard this, his heart was suddenly stabbed!

I couldn't help but blame myself: When did I get used to being separated from the masses and no longer lower my head and listen to the people's reflections on actual difficulties?

When Guan Ling was the county party secretary, he could often go deep into townships and communities to have heart-to-heart talks with poor households, five-guarantee households, etc.; when he was on the phone as mayor, he would occasionally come down to a few hundred meters of mines to communicate with miners; but after he landed in the air, he seemed to turn to fight high, and he was full of thoughts on Kyoto, provinces, districts and management committees, but his eyes could not penetrate the grassroots people.

In an instant, he made an important decision: no matter what position he is in or how busy he is, he must spend at least ten days every year to eat and live in the village, and truly go deep into the grassroots to listen to the people's confidants.

——This decision has been strictly implemented since the beginning of the year until it withdraws from the main body for twenty years.

"Tell me slowly," Bai Yu said kindly, "We all plan to not sleep tonight, and we have plenty of time to listen to your reflections."

Sang Qichao was familiar with the following words and said:

"Thank you Secretary Bai for providing me with such an opportunity. What I want to say is that it is not the first time that I have reported tonight. In fact, the villagers of Sanghua Village have been reporting to their superiors through various channels for more than ten years, but they have been suppressed by uselessness. So it is not surprising that if the leaders are completely unaware of Sanghua Village and Wang Dabiao. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and there are always blind spots that the main palace cannot manage."

These ignorant words made the city leaders feel very uncomfortable, as if they were being pointed at the nose and scolded. Wang Xinkui coughed dryly:

"Tell me the situation."

"About the village branch headed by Wang Dabiao, the village committee has been engaged in fraud for a long time, embezzling state funding and other behaviors, I list the following three facts for the leaders' reference," Sang Qichao said, "First, the aid construction highway was allocated by Li Dai Taojuan's state funding. Four years ago, our Sang family won the aid construction project in the Provincial Pacific Insurance Group to help Sanghua Village build a cement hardened road 4.5 kilometers long and 3.5 meters wide to the mountain. The port, the Munan District, the village did not pay a penny, and erected a stone tablet for the Pacific Insurance Group aid construction to show that the non-official government funding was allocated less than a year later, Wang Dabiao sent people to smash the stone tablet at night and exchanged it for the Caizheng subsidy project, and defrauded Caizheng 6 million yuan of funds to share all the funds privately..."

Bai Yanxia felt incredible: "Is there such a bold and reckless thing?"

Bai Yu said calmly: "Continue."

Sang Qichao said: "Secondly, the tofu project was used to repeatedly defraud state funding. Baigu Reservoir in the southwest of the village was included in the official government's support and renovation project. Wang Dabiao and others used cement mortar to paint it when repairing it. They could not store water at all, but they defrauded more than 400,000 yuan of appropriations. The Sang family couldn't stand it the year before, and spontaneously raised 270,000 yuan to completely renovate it to play the water storage function. Wang Dabiao once again defrauded 200,000 yuan of appropriations in the name of upgrading and repairing."

Bai Yu turned his face and asked, "Which channel did Sanghua Village give these funds?"

The Executive Deputy District Mayor of the Nan, who was sitting in the back row, said: "It's such a Secretary Bai. In view of the fact that the Port Management Committee has actually performed its management functions for Sanghua Village for many years, the Municipal Finance Department will remit the funds of Sanghua Village to the Management Committee after receiving the provincial Finance Department's fund at the beginning of each year, so..."

"Damn it!"

Bai Yu scolded, "What is actual implementation? Whoever should be managed will be managed, otherwise why should the money from the Sanghua Village to the Sanghua Village? Please remember it and it will be allocated to the Sangnan District according to regulations from next year! No wonder the Management Committee neglected to verify the application project of Sanghua Village. Zaihuaye’s money is not distressed, and he can accumulate some money in his pocket every year!"

Pei Zheng responded softly with a look of distress, thinking to himself how easy it is?

Yang Yi, the deputy director who came to participate in the management committee, was a little worried. He thought that your surname Bai was so naughty that he pointed at the monk and scolded the bald donkey. It was actually my bird's business?

Wang Xinkui made a continued gesture.

Sang Qichao said: "Talking about the current situation of Sanghua Village, the leaders may be able to understand the anxiety and anxiety of our villagers. Compared with twenty years ago, Sanghua Village can be said to have no development. Public facilities such as libraries, elderly activity centers, nurseries, etc. have aging and leaking everywhere, and no one dares to go in; five-guarantee households have become dangerous houses and no one takes care of them; all the village-run enterprises have fallen into the hands of village cadres surnamed Wang, and the villagers can no longer remember when they were divided into red... Besides, Wang Dabiao, a typical local tyrant, has lost all his conscience and people will do everything they want..."

Bai Yu said: "What departments and leaders have you reported to over the years? Have you left it in writing?"

"The Port Management Committee, Sanghua Village is under its jurisdiction," said Sang Qichao. "I forgot which department came forward to receive the materials. Anyway, I arrogantly accepted the materials and said that there would be a reply within a few working days, and then there would be a reply. I ran over and asked, but I didn't even drive us away in the answer."

"What do you think is the crux of it?"

Bai Yu asked with joy, while Yang Yi twisted his body uneasy, knowing that the problem reached the deep water area.

Sang Qichao did not know Yang Yi, who had a relatively low presence - slaughtering Zheng Xiong at the port is the only core, without thinking:

"Official officials are here to protect each other. Wang Dabiao and Wu Koshi, the village party secretary of Liancun next to him, are friends with drinking and meat. They rely on the mountain road to eat hundreds of thousands of maintenance fees all year round! Wu Koshi's cousin is a major cadre in the management committee, so he cannot hand over any paper from these two villages."

"Which big cadre?" Wang Xinkui and Bai Yanxia asked at the same time.

"It seems to be called Wu... Wu Zhi or something..." Sang Qichao recalled hard.

Oh, it turned out that he was recklessly threatened by Bai Yu and was defeated by the general. In a rage, he was "depressed and laid off" him, and he is still at home and has no place to settle down.

Bai Yu turned around and asked, "Old Yang, how long will it take for Wu Zhigong to go from a middle-level cadre to a deputy director?"

After thinking for a while, Yang Yi said: "Zhigong has been in the position of deputy director for seven years; he had been in the position of department-level leadership for seven or eight years, and he has served in two bureaus in succession."

"The time node is right," Bai Yu said, "but he may not be able to stretch his hand out during his ten-year relationship with the director. There should be something else in the matter if he has covered the lid for more than ten years."

Sang Qi was very determined and said, "I don't care now. At worst, I can leave the port and spend time in the future! Wu Koushi established a relationship with the Tu family through Wu Zhigong. He sent his bags directly to the Mugangwan villa during the holidays. The boss of the port was guarding him. Who dared to touch him? It is precisely because of this that Wang Dabiao was particularly arrogant to Wu Koushi. The Wang family and the Tu family have always had a gap, so he dared not kneel down and lick Secretary Tu directly. It all depends on Wu Koushi to express his loyalty as a bridge, otherwise how could he work safely for so many generations?"

The conference room was silent as if dead.

After stripping it to the core layer by layer, it finally involved "Secretary Tu". From the city leaders to the district leaders and the management committee cadres, they didn't dare to say anything, and knew that this time they had fallen into Bai Yu's hands again.

What kind of character is Bai Yu? He can go to the port to catch people if he has nothing to do. Can he miss such a god-given opportunity?

"According to what you expressed, it was not Wu Zhigong who suppressed villagers to report Wang Dabiao for more than ten years, or did Wu Zhigong play a direct role?"

Bai Yu insisted on making the words clear.

Sang Qichao was already at the end of his life anyway, and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, he directly obeyed Secretary Tu's command and did some things secretly!"

The more Yang Yi listened, the more he became, the more he was wrong. He reminded him regardless of the sound: "Since you are doing things secretly, how can you know? You must be responsible for speaking now, and you cannot talk nonsense about things without basis!"

"I didn't talk nonsense!"

Sang Qichao stammered his neck and said, "Wu Koushi thought he was unaware of it, and the villagers saw it clearly! Secretary Tu hid his mistress and illegitimate son in Lian Village. Wu Koushi personally sent it into the villa three times a day, guarding the big wolf dog in front and behind, and no one was allowed to get close!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone was shocked!
Chapter completed!