Reborn Cultural Empire

133. Dilemma

From the brightly lit Yuanguo Cotton Factory to the current Yunzhong Cultural Square, there are turbulent crowds, the crowd holding slogans, the police, and the crowd watching the fun, occupying the huge square to the brim.

In the center of the venue, many people crossed their arms and looked indifferent, and even more people were filled with righteous indignation, holding long banners and angrily shouting the slogan "give us justice".

At first glance, there are no less than 300 people blocking the square, probably a small half of the people from the former National Cotton Factory are here.At the front of the crowd was a cripple sitting in a wheelchair. With this man at the front, none of the dozen or so police officers stepped forward. Obviously, there was nothing they could do about the situation.

Originally, at 5 or 6 p.m. in winter, the night had already risen, and the light was not enough to see the surrounding situation clearly. However, most of the facilities in Yunzhong Plaza have been remodeled, and this is the time when the lights are shining brightly. Without the illumination of these lights, the workers would not have assembled so smoothly and made such a big noise.

At this moment, these bright lights seem to have a bit of irony.

Jiang Jianmo, the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and some people from the Propaganda Department met in the square. When the few people who came to see Jiang Jianmo's arrival saw Jiang Jianmo's arrival, their dejected expressions improved a little, but when they heard Jiang Jianmo's arrival, The sudden outburst of yelling and cursing made everyone's faces darken immediately, and cold sweat broke out.

"What kind of shabby official? When an official doesn't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes! I used to sell the assets in the factory to si companies, and didn't care about the lives of us people. Now I've sold all the land! A factory subdivision We sold it twice, but we workers didn’t get any money, what kind of world is this?”

"That's right, it used to be said that it was an auction of state-owned assets. Regardless of us people, the resettlement fee was not enough to wipe our asses, so what do we say now? Didn't this site be said to be used as resettlement land? It was sold to those black-hearted businessmen !"

"Look for the government! Where are the officials of the government? Aren't they here to solve problems for the common people?"

And the last sentence that erupted in the crowd was the culprit that made the police and government staff tremble in fear: "I heard that the current secretary of the municipal party committee did the trick, and he insisted on doing this... Everyone knows how thick the oil and water are in the construction of the cultural square, but you still don't know what's going on?"

"Just make money for yourself, don't care whether the people live or die, we will sue!"

The shouting in the middle of the square was clearly transmitted to Jiang Jianmo's side. Among the people present, almost all the sensitive minds could smell the strange smell in this incident.

In the past, laid-off workers gathered to make troubles. This is a common occurrence in recent years. However, everyone generally focuses on the original unit leaders. On the side of the Economic Committee.

But now these people from the National Cotton Factory directly took Jiang Jianmo as the target of attack. If no one deliberately guided them inside, how could such a thing happen?

Many people went to the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor to avenge their grievances, but such blatantly treating parents and officials as targets of crusade made everyone present fearful.

Hearing the shouts of the workers, Jiang Jianmo didn't say anything, but Secretary Tang stood up with an agitated expression: "Captain Xu, Director Liu, this is what you do? Not only did you fail to appease the masses, but also caused The conflict between the cadres and the masses has caused people to pour dirty water on Secretary Jiang! You are dereliction of duty..."

When the director of the Propaganda Department heard this, he couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately shouted with a bitter face: "Secretary Tang, this is really an accident. When we first came, these people were just sitting in meditation. It's what made the noise!"

Although Captain Xu, who was next to him, was also terrified, his performance was much calmer than Director Liu: "Yes, Secretary Jiang can ask the policemen below. In the beginning, these people did not come, but they just shouted to return them. A justice, to solve their food problem, did not point the finger at the city leaders."

There are also police cars driving here, and the sound of sirens can be heard from a distance.

Such a big commotion, naturally, it is impossible not to disturb the surrounding residents. On the upper floor of Jingfu Shopping Center opposite, many residents have already opened their windows and pointed at this side. Some people even came down from the back of the building, ready to come over. Take a look.And on the side of the old city, more residents came out of their homes and stood on the side of the road with different expressions to watch.

"Secretary! Hurry up and call some more police over here. Don't let these rumors spread!" Tang Mingwei looked at his secretary anxiously, then glanced at the crowd in the distance, and couldn't help pleading with.

Jiang Jianmo was anxious inside, but he didn't see anything unusual on the surface. He just assigned Director Liu to do ideological work, and he still looked at the old street from time to time, as if he was waiting for something.

This time, the laid-off workers made trouble. These people did not go to the leaders of the original unit, and they did not go to the Yuezhou Economic Commission, the unit in charge of the asset auction of the National Cotton Factory, but pointed the finger at Siyue and himself.

This shows what?I'm afraid that even a small policeman present knows the way inside.

At this time, only relying on the police will do nothing, but it will only exacerbate the incident and escalate the conflict.

Since some people want to make trouble, they can't be afraid of being involved. If they are afraid of negative impact and take severe measures again and again, I'm afraid it will just happen to those people's wishes.

After waiting for a while, Rogo's car over there drove into the square with ease. Just as the car stopped, a huge figure jumped down, almost staggering to the ground.

"Secretary Jiang, I'm so sorry to cause you trouble!" Seeing Jiang Jianmo surrounded by the crowd, Rogo ran over quickly. In public, he still hid his acquaintance with Jiang Jianmo.

At this moment, a faint voice came from over there, "Where is Secretary Jiang? Why hasn't Secretary Jiang come to solve the problem?" Rogo's expression changed immediately.

He originally thought that today's incident was spontaneously organized by some disgruntled employees of the National Cotton Factory, but he didn't expect that even Jiang Jianmo was involved.

"I won't say anything superfluous, and cooperate with me to do a good job of comforting the masses later, do you have confidence!" Jiang Jianmo looked at Rogo seriously, but when he looked carefully, there was still a trace of worry and concern deep in his eyes.

They are old friends, so it goes without saying that there are too many words, so accompanied by the security police and the staff of the Propaganda Department, the old and the young took the lead and walked towards the crowd gathered there.

Seeing someone coming, still looking like a leader, the crowd over there fell silent for a while, and then broke out into a louder shout: "Call Secretary Jiang to come out! Let him explain clearly to us all!"

"Don't sell our resettlement land to unscrupulous businessmen!"

"You don't need to coax us anymore. If Secretary Jiang doesn't come today, we won't leave!"

Facing the gazes and shouts of the crowd, Jiang Jianmo led Rogo up to a small flower altar. Seeing his aura accumulated over the years, those troublemakers unknowingly quieted down their voices.

Taking a portable loudspeaker handed over by the person next to him, Jiang Jianmo cleared his throat: "Everyone, don't make trouble. I am Jiang Jianmo. If there is any matter or problem, we will have a face-to-face conversation today. I promise here that I will talk to you alone. If the problem is not resolved, I will not go back to spend the night today!"

There was a lot of noise, although these people were all clamoring to see Jiang Jianmo, but when he really stood in front of him, no one dared to take the lead in making noises in the face of the long-term accumulated power and demeanor.

A group of people discussed in whispers for a long time below, and Jiang Jianmo was not in a hurry to urge them.Until the end, the middle-aged man who had been sitting in a wheelchair came forward with the help of the car.

"Secretary Jiang, we didn't mean to make trouble. Now as long as we have something to eat, who would want to fight the government?" After the middle-aged man said this, someone behind him echoed in a low voice: "Yes, yes, There is not much compensation for being laid off, and now I have given them the land to build resettlement houses, so how can we live."

"Since everyone said that, can I ask a question first?" Jiang Jianmo knew that the other party could not dominate the conversation at this time, and he didn't wait for these people to nod, so he didn't answer the question: "The auction of the assets of the National Cotton Factory, and yours?" The decision to be laid off was made the year before last, why didn't you go to your factory leaders and economic committee staff at that time?"

Some people were immediately speechless. Can't they say that they were instigated and that's why they chose to make trouble at this time?

It was the middle-aged man in the wheelchair who cut off Jiang Jianmo's words with a wave of his hand: "Secretary Jiang, you said just now that you came to solve our problems, and now you don't admit it? What about the auction last year? It’s not that you haven’t done your job well.”

Jiang Jianmo looked at the man with some vigilance, but the expression on his face remained unchanged: "Okay, what you said makes sense, even if the National Cotton Factory was auctioned off before I took office, it's really up to me to solve the problem now , but for things like this, wouldn’t it be better for you to go to the Petition Office? Why do you gather here?”

"What's the use of the letter and visit office?" Someone at the bottom hummed: "Ten thousand times can't solve the problem. Besides, this land belongs to us. You sold it to someone else, so why can't we talk about it!"

Jiang Jianmo was both angry and funny, pointing at the man and said: "The National Cotton Factory is originally a state-owned property, let alone the land in the factory! This land has been taken back by the Land Bureau for record since your factory was reformed and auctioned." , how can you say it belongs to you?"

"Why isn't it ours? When the system was restructured, this idea was put forward at the staff meeting as a land for raising funds to build houses in the future. At that time, the original factory leaders also agreed! Now they go to other places to continue to enjoy themselves, you guys Don't admit it?"

When Jiang Jianmo heard someone say this, he turned his head behind him, and Secretary Tang next to him explained in a low voice: "I asked Director Liu just now. When the National Cotton Factory was restructured the year before last, their factory leader said these words. , but the most important thing is that Director Luo of the Economic Committee has also released this rumor."

"Nonsense! Make a wish to the employees casually, who gave them this right!" Jiang Jianmo snorted: "Where are the former leaders of the National Cotton Factory now?"

"One was rehired to the private enterprise in Jiangning, and the other two were transferred to the No. [-] Textile Factory at the same level."

Jiang Jianmo nodded and stopped talking. Seeing Jiang Jianmo like this, the crowd below felt that they had taken advantage of it, and they became more clamorous: "That's right, Secretary Jiang, if you don't believe me, just ask. When the system was reformed, they were all How did you agree, now it’s all over, you sold our land to others as soon as you came, why?”

"That's right, are you changing the order day and night! One person is a statement, just make Yuezhou your own!"

All of a sudden, the scene became clouded again. The so-called resettlement land was originally neither legal nor reasonable. It could even be said that the brains of the National Cotton Factory and the leaders of the economic committee responsible for the restructuring of the enterprise wanted to do it for themselves. Li, a bad check promised without authorization.

But the common people at the bottom don't care so much. Sometimes they are very easy to get into a dead end, and they only recognize one truth-what you promise must be done, or else they are deceiving the common people.

Moreover, these people were deliberately incited to come here by someone with a heart. Presumably, they were instructed by others before, but now they insist on one reason, which makes Jiang Jianmo really have a headache.

Of course, he can deal with this matter directly in terms of law. There is no law to support the so-called workers' meeting and the conditions agreed by the former leaders of the National Cotton Factory. What faults can be picked out.

But the most important thing now is that even if no one can pick out the fault, there will definitely be people who make irresponsible remarks afterwards.

For example, Jiang Jianmo doesn't pay attention to working methods, such as rumors and gossips that deepen the confrontation between cadres and the masses.

Normally, Jiang Jianmo would not put these words in his ears, but right now he is at a delicate juncture, if he attracts more criticism, under the pressure of everyone talking, it is inevitable that his superiors will also have abilities against him Not enough views anymore.

Right now, it's really a dilemma.