latelenovela Chapter 347 Lin Xiaoqiang
Chapter 347 Lin Xiaoqiang
"The Russian writer Leo Tolstoy once said: You cannot judge a man's character by what he says, but by what he does.
I can say that I grew up in Haizhou, and for some reason, I know a lot about officialdom. When I can't tell the character of an official, I will go to the place where he is in charge and take a look, and I can roughly see his character. "
Qi Tongwei asked, "Then I wonder what kind of official Mr. Guo thinks I am."
Guo Xiaopeng smiled and said, "It's rare. I've never seen it in my life. Even I can only glimpse one of it. So far, I don't see any bureaucracy in you."
Qi Tongwei disagreed with this flattering statement, "Mr. Guo, you are wrong. In this big melting pot, there are still some."
Guo Xiaopeng laughed a few times, "Secretary Qi, you see, although China has been established for less than a hundred years, it has produced many officials of all kinds.
Generally speaking, those who constantly accuse others of corruption are certainly deeply corrupt, and those who accuse others of bureaucracy are certainly staunch supporters of bureaucracy. There are very few people like you who actively admit to being bureaucratic. In this respect, you are different."
Qi Tongwei smiled and didn't want to continue discussing this issue, at least not with someone who was not in the officialdom or the united front, and criticized this sensitive issue.
"Okay, Mr. Guo, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll take you around the county town."
Guo Xiaopeng was startled, and realized that his behavior was a bit inappropriate. He quickly apologized to Qi Tongwei, "Secretary Qi, I spoke out of turn."
Qi Tongwei replied, "Mr. Guo is a quick-witted person, but not all members of the Red Star Party are corrupt. We still have good officials and good party members."
"Yes, yes, yes." Guo Xiaopeng also spoke from his heart. His stepfather was a senior cadre of the Red Star Party and served as the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee.
But he saw deception, corruption, and dirtiness in them, which made him look at officials with tinted glasses.
But he doesn't think there's anything wrong with his tinted glasses. At least most of what he's come into contact with so far is not out of his mind.
The two ended the conversation and got on the car to return to the county town.
There is also a lot of activity in the county town. Among the six projects last year, the shantytown renovation and the People's Hospital are just halfway through.
The Coastal Boulevard is one-third complete, and three other projects are nearing completion.
Qi Tongwei has ordered that all work must be completed before July.
Therefore, large trucks carrying earth and mud can be seen everywhere in Jiangchang County, speeding past and raising clouds of dust.
Qi Tongwei looked at Guo Xiaopeng, who was covering his mouth and nose with a silk scarf, and explained sheepishly, "It's the labor pains before dawn. This is a new birth, like a Caesarian section."
Guo Xiaopeng dusted himself off, looking extremely embarrassed, "I understand.
Secretary Qi, I heard that you are an official who understands economics. Where do you think I should build my Haizhou Building?
Qi Tongwei pointed to a vacant lot and said, "That one." He turned around and introduced, "Qianda City is going to be built across the street.
"It covers food, clothing, housing, transportation, eating, drinking, and entertainment, and the sum of the parts is greater than the sum of the parts."
“Okay, you don’t know the policy?”
"Mr. Guo, this isn't industrial land, so it's hard for me to get any preferential policies."
Guo Xiaopeng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
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Since ancient times, people have always described the frontier scenes as desolate and despairing.
This is indeed the case in a labor camp in western Xinjiang.
This large labor camp is located in the desert, surrounded by endless sand dunes and steep mountains. It is a hell for the prisoners, but also a place for them to reform themselves.
In the center of the labor camp, stands a tall watchtower.
The sentries on the towers constantly monitored the prisoners' every move. The labor camp was surrounded by high walls covered with barbed wire and surveillance cameras, making it impossible to escape.
The prisoners had to do hard labor every day, digging ore, building roads and planting windbreaks under the scorching sun.
But there was a prisoner who not only did not work, but instead enjoyed the service of another weak prisoner.
Lin Ziqiang was holding a letter and reading it carefully, muttering to himself, "This old man wants to use me as a pawn. But killing one person for five million isn't impossible."
He tore the letter into pieces and stuffed it to the prisoner who was handing him tea. The prisoner stuffed it directly into his mouth and swallowed it in big gulps.
Lin Xiaoqiang timidly took a sip of tea and said, "Little Rabbit, have there been any new prisoners in the prison recently?"
The little rabbit said, "Boss Lin, I heard that a group of prisoners arrived a month ago, but they were not assigned to our area."
"Go, find out for me if there's a person named Guo Xiangli. If you find one, tell me."
"Yes."
...
At the same time, Guo Xiangli was swinging his pickaxe in the quarry, each stroke rhythmically.
In the past month, Guo Xiangli has mastered a new skill.
And you can clearly feel that your body, which originally had three highs, is changing.
The pot belly gradually disappeared, replaced by faintly visible abdominal muscles.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that the labor camp really trains people.
"Beep! Beep!" A loud whistle sounded.
A big man came over and announced, "Everyone stop, it's lunch time, come and eat!"
Only then did Guo Xiangli put down his pickaxe and quickly left the mining area.
Follow the queue to get lunch.
At this moment, there was a burst of exclamation from the front.
"There's meat today, it's a festival!"
"Really? Let me see."
...
The news that there was meat for lunch quickly spread to Guo Xiangli's ears like ripples.
There was a clear flash of desire in Guo Xiangli's eyes.
meat!
Half a year ago, he would have scoffed at this and even refused to eat it because of the three highs.
Only after entering prison did he realize how precious a piece of meat was. The desire for meat in his throat was like a drug addict seeing drugs.
The team moved very quickly, and soon Guo Xiangli had received a meal with a small spoonful of pickles and a piece of fat.
The fat is cooked with preserved vegetables.
In some places it is called Meicaikourou, while in Jiangbei it is called Shaobai.
Guo Xiangli had heard someone explain the difference between the two methods, but he had no time to remember. He just wanted to stuff the somewhat transparent piece of meat into his throat to satisfy his carnal desires.
Just as he picked up the piece of meat with his hands, Guo Xiangli was suddenly slapped to the ground.
A burly man with a fierce face cursed, "3654, damn it, do you know what the rules are?"
As soon as Guo Xiangli saw the man, his anger immediately subsided and he said flatteringly, "Brother Hao, I...I haven't eaten meat in a long time, I forgot."
"Forgot?" Brother Hao rolled up his sleeves, "Then I'll teach you a lesson."
As he said that, he punched and kicked Guo Xiangli, beating him so hard that he couldn't help but wail.
"What are you doing? What are you doing!" The prison guard ran out to stop them.
Brother Hao, who was ferocious just now, immediately became submissive. "This...this kid is disobedient. I'll teach him a lesson."
"You'll be the one to do the work of injuring him later! Get out of here."
Brother Hao smiled awkwardly, nodded, walked to the side, squatted down and ate his meal honestly.
The prison guard did not leave, but said to Guo Xiangli: "3654, get up, I will find you another place."
Guo Xiangli was overjoyed. He quickly picked up the piece of meat on the ground, patted it, and stuffed it into his mouth without caring about the dirt. Then he followed the prison guard and left the quarry.
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