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Guonan City

The office building of the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government looks very grand. In this part of the Municipal Government Office, Jiang Jingui's office. At this moment, the director of the Guonan Municipal Agriculture Bureau sat in front of Jiang Jingui like a primary school student. Under Jiang Jingui's silver-framed glasses, the sharpness in his eyes made people feel a little scared.

"Mayor, in the past two months, the transfer of rural land has not been smooth, and it is mainly concentrated in three aspects. First, the people do not buy it and do not understand the transfer of land. They believe that this is to take away their own land. Even if it is in a waste, they are unwilling to participate in the transfer of land. The land that has been truly concentrated is less than 6,000 acres. Second, the large grain growers in Guonan City are also worried and worried about policy changes. They are waiting and watching and dare not take action. Third, many leaders in counties, cities and districts below Guonan City are a little uneasy about this matter." The director of the Agriculture reported helplessly.

This made Jiang Jingui frown. The pilot program of concentrated transfer of rural land was explained by Governor Nie. If it is not done well, it is a trivial matter for himself to be criticized. Further, it will affect the governor's prestige and status in Bashu Province.

Jiang Jingui couldn't figure out the matter of the provincial party committee and couldn't see it clearly. The water was too deep. However, he didn't want to care or not. Now, he was just driving the ducks on the shelves. There was nothing he could do.

Governor Nie set the pilot in Guonan City. As mayor, Jiang Jingui is not as calm as Wang Guofa. The pilot work of concentrated transfer of rural land has basically fallen on his own. Now, Jiang Jingui is very clear. He is already in a difficult situation. The province's heads and minds are waiting to see jokes. Just imagine. Governor Nie made a joke. So can he still get benefits from doing things?

After pausing, Jiang Jingui pondered: "In the work of rural land transfer, your agricultural department should increase publicity efforts. We must convene all the cadres in the city's agricultural system and the teams of the county and municipal agricultural bureaus below to hold study classes to deeply implement and understand the instructions of the provincial party committee and government. Learn and implement the policies of the municipal party committee and government. We must truly go deep into the masses and explain the policies to the people. Nowadays, the people do not sell their accounts. Is it related to your inadequate policy publicity?"

Jiang Jingui's words made the Agricultural Director frown and a little frustrated. The mayor's words just now clearly meant that it was implicit reproach, implying that he was not doing his job well. However, he knew his own affairs. It would be really unfair to say that the publicity was not in place.

No wonder it was said well in ancient times. Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger. Now, this is still a normal relationship between superiors and subordinates within the system, which makes you feel so depressed that you can't breathe.

Immediately, he smiled bitterly: "Mayor, in terms of publicity work, our Agricultural Bureau has drawn vehicles from various county bureaus in the city and rented 400 small trucks from the society. It has printed a total of 50,000 brochures for rural land transfer and distributed them to every village-level unit in the city. In this regard, in the next step, I decided to increase publicity efforts and carry out publicity based on each village as a unit. It is important to ensure that the land transfer policy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

After listening to this report, Jiang Jingui didn't speak. The implicit meaning in his words was still heard. Jiang Jingui could still hear it. He used so many propaganda vehicles, printed materials, and distributed them to village-level units. It was a bit of a fantasy to say that the publicity was not strong enough. The Agricultural Director's words were also telling himself in a vague way. The publicity was definitely enough.

Hearing this, Jiang Jingui was not too harsh. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go to work first. Now, the whole city is watching the land transfer. Now, your Agriculture Bureau is the person who plays the leading role on this big stage and sings the big show. Not only the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government are watching. The Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government, but Governor Nie are also paying attention. Do not embarrass me. Whether you can seize the opportunity depends on yourself."

Finally, Jiang Jingui not only beat him, but also encouraged and suggested. This kind of skill seemed very skillful to Jiang Jingui.

Just after seeing off the director of the Agriculture Bureau, the phone on Jiang Jingui's table rang. When he looked at the number, Jiang Jingui was a little surprised. It turned out to be the phone number of Wu Biao, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. Although the relationship between him and Wu Biao was not cold, it was not harmonious. The two were more of a relationship of enemies and friends. When they worked together, they naturally fought against Wang Guofa, secretary of the municipal party committee. When they fought, they were naturally because they had interests.

As soon as he answered, Wu Biao's hearty laughter came over on the other end of the phone: "Mayor, you didn't have a break at noon. People are iron and rice are steel. You're hungry for no meal. You can't work so hard."

Listening to Wu Biao's joking words made Jiang Jingui angry. No matter how he heard it, he seemed to be laughing at him. However, just this little thing, Jiang Jingui could not tear his face. They are all team leaders. Relatively speaking, it is a dating at the same level. Being angry for such a small matter will make him look narrow-minded.

However, Jiang Jingui also smiled bitterly and said, "Old Wu, you are still free and easy. You are not unclear about the current situation. The land is moving. The boss above is always paying attention. It has been more than two months. The project has not made any progress. My hair is so sad that I am really worried. If I get angry, Yang De City and Yang Hengqiu in Wuliang City are the lessons of the past. I don't know whether the old man will speak for me. I am afraid that even if he speaks, it may not be effective. Tell me, you guys have always been to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. What's wrong?"

Big Boss, this is what the leaders of the prefecture-level cities and cities in Bashu Province today call Nie Zhenbang. As for the old man, it refers to Zeng Taiping.

Sometimes, this alias is conducive to communication in other occasions. This habit is also a very common custom in the local area.

Wu Biao's voice also came from the other end of the phone: "Mayor, do you have time tonight? Get together, I am thinking about your promise."

This sentence made Jiang Jingui laugh and scold: "You Wu Biao, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, when did you become so merciless? Didn't you just owe you a meal? In this way, we will meet at 7 o'clock tonight at the entrance of Dongquan Seafood Restaurant."

Hang off and the phone call, Jiang Jingui looked solemn and meditated. Wu Biao was said to have been promoted by Lu Yong back then. He was from Sun Jialuo. There was no harmony between the two sides, but it could not be considered an enemy. This is also the reason why the two can live in harmony.

However, Jiang Jingui was sure that Wu Biao's stupid words today were definitely not that simple. After work in the afternoon, Jiang Jingui returned home, changed into clothes, brought his bank card, and then went to the Dongquan Restaurant.

As soon as he left, Wu Biao called: "Lao Jiang, you haven't arrived in Dongquan yet. Since that's the case, let's go to the suburbs to have some specialties. Places like Dongquan are too high and the consumption is too expensive. There is no need for us at all."

Jiang Jingui didn't care either. Following Wu Biao's instructions, he rushed to a farmhouse special restaurant on the outskirts of the city.

The entire restaurant, from the outside, is very distinctive. The exterior wall is decorated with wood. Entering from the main entrance, inside and inside are all private rooms, just like a courtyard. The brands of each private room are also very rural. For example, names such as the Red Flag Production Team, the White Horse Commune, etc.

After several special local farm dishes were delivered to the table, the private room door was brought. At this moment, Wu Biao also opened the Wuliangye on the table. After pouring a cup for Jiang Jingui, he said, "Old Jiang, your life is not easy during this period."

Seeing Jiang Jingui's dull look, Wu Biao didn't care. At this moment, he could still understand Jiang Jingui's mentality. He was covered with such a heavy burden. The situation was not opened. If it were anyone, he would probably be anxious and angry.

To be honest, it was already very admirable that Jiang Jingui was still so calm at this time. After pausing, Wu Biao said seriously: "Old Jiang, the wise man doesn't say secret words. This time, many people in the team are holding their jokes to you."

Jiang Jingui was also deeply touched by this. The main thing waiting to be joked is the group of people led by Wang Guofa.

After the land transfer began to officially operate, I already felt an invisible resistance from the dark. Jiang Jingui was not a good person to be the mayor. He would understand where this resistance came from after thinking about it.

After pausing, Jiang Jingui said calmly: "It will rain and my mother wants to get married, let him go. Land transfer is a project supervised by the boss himself. I don't care, you will understand then. This time, someone will definitely kick it on the iron plate."

This sentence made Wu Biao a little stunned, and the expression on his face was also very complicated. After a moment of silence, Wu Biao looked at Jiang Jingui and said, "Old Jiang, there is one thing that I just got. I heard that now, in Jinjiang County, there are many people contracting land. You should pay attention to this matter."

The county party secretary of Jinjiang County is Wu Biao's person, and he is clear about these things. The following told him about this matter. Originally, Wu Biao was not going to tell Jiang Jingui about this matter. However, when the matter was about to come, Wu Biao suddenly changed his mind. At this time, it would be absolutely no harm to him to get closer to Jiang Jingui.

At this time, Jiang Jingui was shocked and stood up directly. Jiang Jingui couldn't help but feel uneasy. You know, Guonan City is the first grain-producing base in Bashu Province. Jinjiang County is the first grain-producing county in the jurisdiction of Guonan City. The land in the county is also the most abundant in Guonan City. If something goes wrong with Jinjiang County, the entire land transfer project will definitely become an empty talk!

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Chapter completed!