Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Gan Xiaojing glanced at him: "cluck, do you really don't understand, or do you deliberately test me? Think about it yourself. Most of the leaders at the municipal level have received many years of D education and should not be corrupt. No matter how well you grasp it, none of your team and subordinates has been invited to the Commission for Discipline Inspection for tea. What can you show off when you summarize your achievements? But on the contrary, one or more people in a team have been punished by the national law. Even if you are fine, it also shows that your monitor has not done a good job. It can also be said that you are incompetent in the position of secretary. "

Hearing Gan Xiaojing say so, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help nodding. Think about it yourself. That's really what happened. It seems that although the position of secretary is beautiful, it may not be so easy to sit.

Gan Xiaojing said solemnly, "your predecessor fell on it. He not only didn't take good care of others, but he couldn't stand the temptation of others. In the end, he had to leave Nangang sadly and didn't go to jail. "

Think about the last few words Gan Xiaojing said just now, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help shaking his head. It seems that Nangang city will never be as calm as he imagined. Where there are interests, there are disputes, where there are disputes, there are differences, and there are differences, we need to have ways to solve differences and people to solve differences.

However, there are many ways to resolve differences and people to resolve differences. Not everyone will find an appropriate, legal and effective way.

Fortunately, as soon as I received the transfer order ten days ago, I asked sun Liyun to come to Nangang city in advance. Probably after he arrived at Nangang, he had already touched the situation almost, didn't he?

Next, Gan Xiaojing gave Zhao Jianhui a brief introduction to the composition of the current team members in Nangang city. The organization minister talked about it like a treasure. He didn't need to read the materials at all, but had made it clear about the current standing committee members.

Looking at her watch, Gan Xiaojing grabbed the phone on the desk and called Li Shengtong, Secretary of the autonomous region. After putting down the phone, Gan Xiaojing smiled and said, "let's go. My sister will take you to meet Secretary Li. Secretary Li is very knowledgeable and very...... "

Zhao Jianhui nodded gently as he listened. He naturally understood Gan Xiaojing's kindness.

Nangang city is not only a port city, but also a tourist city. Nature has given the city too many blue seas and blue skies and long, magnificent golden and silver beaches. It is strange that the golden beach and the silver beach are not mixed with each other. The silver beach is like snow, and the golden beach is golden in the sun.

The reform and opening up and the policy of large special zones have turned the city from a small fishing village like town to a colorful city today.

On the bus from Nankang, the residence of the district government, to Nangang City, Erfeng's ears are stuffed with MP4 headphones listening to music. Zhao Jianhui's eyes have been staring at the blue water and blue sky outside the window, and his mood is surprisingly better.

At noon today, in the office of the top head of the district Party committee, Zhao Jianhui and Secretary Li also had a good talk. Otherwise, the No. 1 head of the district Party committee would not have dinner with him at noon.

However, it was Duan Chaoqun, deputy secretary of the party and the masses, who made Zhao Jianhui uncomfortable. This man looks 40 or 50 years old, with white skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a height of 1.7 meters and a shaved cyan black chin. He looks like an elegant elder. But he looked at his eyes, but he couldn't let himself feel relieved.

This man's eyes are very powerful. If it weren't for himself, I'm afraid he couldn't eat lunch at all under his eagle Falcon eyes.

In contrast, Li Shengtong looks rough and crazy, but he is very heroic. But Zhao Jianhui knows that in officialdom, the essence of the problem can't just look at the appearance. Sometimes the appearance can deceive people most. Li Shengtong has been able to explain some problems by sitting in this position and staying firm.

Damn it, I don't care about him. Three members of the Standing Committee of the district Party committee accompany me for a meal, which can be regarded as giving me enough face.

The car is about to enter Nangang City, get off the highway and bypass a huge circular turntable. The road is uneven. Zhao Jianhui put his head on the window glass and looked out. Only then did he find that he seemed to be building a road. On both sides of the road were piles of road building concrete and stones.

This road is the only way from Nankang City, the capital of the autonomous region, to Nangang city. Sometimes it bumps up and down, sometimes it tilts 30 degrees to the left and right, causing the window glass to "bang bang" against each other. The road is in bad condition. Needless to say, with the whirlwind driven by the car, it also raises a lot of dust.

There is no asphalt or cement on the long road, only thick laterite. Each car is rolled up with thick dust. When meeting the car, a "fog" will rise from the front window, and the driver can't see anything more than ten meters ahead. The speed of the car suddenly slowed down, and the road was also full of deep ruts of big cars. Therefore, ordinary vehicles crossing this road were like taking a roller coaster. Although local passengers carrying luggage and fruits were bumped off their seats and sat back again and again, most of them looked indifferent. Sometimes when the car jumps suddenly, the child in the arms of an adult starts to cry.

I don't know. It's almost downtown. How can the traffic conditions be so bad?

The part of the glass that is not covered by dust is the two fan-shaped parts brushed by the rain. When the driver mentioned the road, he was full of resentment: "it's still like this for more than a year! On sunny days, the car is gray and the road can't be seen clearly. On rainy days, the ground is covered with mud, the wheels are stuck and can't drive. Only good people come down and push. Sometimes the axle can't bear the bumpy road. "

When pedestrians walk on this road, their shoes will sink into the red soil on the road, just like stepping into a sand pit. The leaves of roadside trees and shrubs are covered with a layer of laterite, and the original color is no longer seen. The roofs, walls and yards of roadside residents' houses are also full of soil.

What annoys Zhao Jianhui most is that there is a toll station on this road. Next to the toll station is "implementing the 'urban and rural cleaning project' and creating a harmonious living environment!" The big placard is in sharp contrast to the reality.

"Do you have to charge for this road condition?" Zhao Jianhui asked a local man around him strangely. The man wears glasses and looks like a college student who has long walked out of school. Hearing Zhao Jianhui's question, he opened his mouth and smiled: "this is a 'cement' road with water and mud. The highway grade is so high, it must be charged! If you don't charge money, aren't all the staff who depend on the road starved to death? "

As soon as the young man with glasses finished speaking, the old brother sitting behind her said, "the people at the toll station said that it's not the money for this road, it's the 'city entrance fee' of Nangang city!"

"Why don't you tell me? The competent department of a toll station explained that this toll station is the result of Nangang city's rectification of toll roads in the urban area to outside the urban area. It belongs to road and bridge project charges, not road charges. " Another middle-aged uncle shouted behind.

"No matter what the name is, I don't think it's right to set up a toll card before the highway is completed. Even if this kind of fee is changed to that kind of fee, can't you repair the road first and then charge? " On the bus, many people joined in the scope of discussion. For a time, the sound of chirping was heard, mostly a curse.

When the car came to the toll station, several staff members were cleaning up the dust on the open space in front of the station with large shovels. It seems that the toll collector sitting in the sentry box works here every day and eats a lot of soil.

Zhao Jianhui's bus bought an "annual ticket". The toll collector just looked at the number and let the bus pass. After the toll station, the road became more uneven and the car bumped badly.

Suddenly, there was a cry from the rear of the car. Zhao Jianhui looked back. An old aunt like a rural woman was standing next to three or four young people along the way. The old aunt was crying: "please let me go. That's my grandson's medical expenses."

A young man openly put his hand into her pocket and took out her purse. The old lady bent hard and pressed the black bag on her thigh with both hands.

Right beside her, two men in their thirties sitting on the left and right, all closed their eyes and pretended to sleep. No one dared to resist.

In broad daylight, between the prosperous cities, this is good! Zhao Jianhui stood up. Just before he took a step forward, someone suddenly shouted, "stop!"

Several young people were startled, and then looked at them like monsters. Not far from where they stood, a man in his thirties was glaring at them.

"Ha, some people are impatient with life, aren't they! Stop! " The bus stopped immediately.

"Boy, do you want to die and dare to mind your own business?" Several young people shouted fiercely as they walked towards the open door.

Zhao Jianhui's position and the driver are separated by two rows of seats. He probes forward and says to the driver: "close the door. If you run away for a while, you will be fully responsible."

The driver was stunned, shook his head and said, "man, are you from other places? If you don't understand the situation, don't talk nonsense, lest you get burned. "

At the back of the car, the middle-aged man was looking righteous and said to the young people, "follow me to the Public Security Bureau and turn yourself in!" Several young people scolded unclearly, surrounded the middle-aged man and hit the man on the nose at the same time.

Obviously, the middle-aged man had also practiced. When he saw the move, he fought back and persuaded them to turn themselves in to the Public Security Bureau.