This is already lunch time.

Secretary Gao was familiar with the journey and took Zhang Junping to the canteen of the county party committee compound.

Secretary Gao stood at the entrance of the cafeteria and scattered around, then walked straight to an old man in Zhongshan suit and sat down, grinning, "Where is the old squad leader having a meal?"

"Yeah!" The old man didn't even raise his head, and huhed with his nose and continued to eat.

Secretary Gao didn't care, and continued to look at the old man and said with a smirk: "Old squad leader, the food in the cafeteria today is good! Big white flour steamed buns and pork stewed noodles, it looks delicious!"

Secretary Gao's performance was so shocked that Zhang Junping's chin almost fell off. The commune secretary who had originally looked very serious, suddenly seemed to have changed.

This rogue look and the greedy look that almost flowed out of the saliva were so different from the commune secretary he had known before.

The old man was stared at by Secretary Gao so much that he couldn't eat it anymore. He put down his chopsticks and stood up.

I walked to the cafeteria to make a meal, cooked two dishes, and brought back six steamed buns.

"We are all commune secretary, it depends on your promising prospects!" The old man cursed angrily, then turned to greet Zhang Junping, "Young man, you came with your commune secretary, right? Come and have a meal!"

"Oh!" Zhang Junping did not hesitate much, agreed, walked over and sat down next to Secretary Gao.

Secretary Gao had already held chopsticks in one hand and the steamed buns in the other hand and started to eat them.

I really can't praise my eating behavior, I feel like I've been hungry for several days.

The old man, Secretary Gao, and Zhang Junping didn't speak, and there was only the sound of eating at the dinner table.

Zhang Junping saw what speed is, and he always felt that he had eaten very quickly! But compared to Secretary Gao, he was really a big witch. Zhang Junping had just eaten one steamed bun, but Secretary Gao had already eaten three steamed buns.

The old man had finished his meal at this time and sat quietly watching Secretary Gao and Zhang Junping having dinner.

Secretary Gao finished eating the steamed buns and ate all the vegetables in the bowl. Then he stood up and took a bowl of water, rinsed the vegetables and soup in the bowl, and drank them. Then he wiped his mouth and sat there waiting for Zhang Junping.

Zhang Junping is really hungry.

I walked for more than ten miles in the morning to Zhuliu Middle School, and then rode a bicycle for nearly an hour. I just spit out all the things in my stomach, and I was already hungry at this time.

Three large white flour steamed buns and a large bowl of vegetables were eaten clean.

But I didn’t go to pick up water and drink the soup like Secretary Gao.

Seeing that Zhang Junping had finished eating, the old man put his bowl away and turned around and left the cafeteria.

"Let's go!" Secretary Gao pulled Zhang Junping and followed the old man out of the canteen.

The county party committee office building is a dilapidated three-story building.

Many walls on the small building have fallen off, and the red bricks inside are leaking out.

Follow the old man to an office.

Secretary Gao picked up the thermos and made a cup of tea for the old man, and then made a cup of tea for himself and Zhang Junping.

The tea cup is a ceramic cup with a very contemporary characteristic, with the chairman's avatar printed on it.

"Tell me, what are you doing?" the old man took a sip of tea before asking.

"Old squad leader, I just want to ask about the road construction in our commune. How is the county discussing?" Secretary Gao did not talk about the wood credit, but instead talked about the road construction.

"The plan is fine, but you commune will find a way to do it yourself!"

"Old squad leader, aren't you making things difficult for others? After approving the road construction plan, if you don't approve the money, how can we repair it?"

"I want to approve money for you, too, but what should I give you to approve money?

All parts of the county need money. I, the county magistrate, want to break it into eight petals of flowers for a penny!

Let me tell me, how can I approve money for you?" The old man was so angry that he threw a county financial statement to Secretary Gao.

"The county can't give you no support at all, right?"

"What support do you want?"

"However, you grant us a thousand square meters of wood, and our commune has a furniture factory. We turn the wood into furniture and then sell it for money to build roads!"

"I see you look like a thousand square meter of wood! I'll just forget about the county wood factory!" The old man was angry and laughed at Secretary Gao, picked up the pencil on his desk and smashed it at Secretary Gao.

Secretary Gao didn't care, and laughed and grabbed the pencil, "Old squad leader, what do I want to do in the wood factory? I have to support dozens of people!"

Zhang Junping watched the two of them laugh and scolded, and he could imagine that the relationship between them should be quite strong.

There is no need to care about speaking, and there is no trick in the officialdom to say half of the time and leave half of the time.

In fact, the rule of leaving half of the rules was only after the rise of academic officials.

In the 1980s, the world was still a group of soldiers with a straight mind. There was no saying that half of them were left.

"You also know how many people there are to support the wood factory?

You need a thousand cubic timber when you open your mouth. You sell the wood factory to see if you can get a thousand cubic timber!"

"What should we do? If we want to develop our Zhuliu Commune, we must build roads!

The county only approves plans, but not money, and does not give any support. How can we build roads?

How do we discover the economy without building roads? How can we get rid of poverty and become rich? How can we achieve the four modernizations?

Old squad leader, as long as we open the connection between the various brigades and provincial highways of our Zhuliu Commune, the vegetables from our Zhuliu Commune can be sold to the county town and the area!

In the county town, comrades in the area can eat fresh vegetables, and our Zhuliu Commune can also improve living conditions!" Secretary Gao was not frightened at all, and stood in a military posture and directly retorted.

"Then you ask me for a thousand cubic timber? I will give you a thousand cubic timber and you can repair the road?

The furniture factory you mentioned is Jinhe Village Furniture Factory?

As far as I know, that furniture factory has been discontinued now, right?” The old man mercilessly exposed the loopholes in Secretary Gao’s words.

"You know?"

“Why don’t I know?

You kid want to give me a sloppy eye! You are a little tender!

explain!

What is the situation?”

"that……

Old squad leader, what I said is true. You can give me a thousand cubic meters of wood, and it’s okay if you don’t have eight hundred cubic meters of wood!

We process these wood into furniture through Jinhe Furniture Factory and wait for the furniture to be sold, will we have money to build roads?"

"What if I can't sell it? Or if I sell it, what should I do if I can't collect the money back?" The old man raised a series of questions, concealing Secretary Gao's hair.

"This is the new director of Jinhe Furniture Factory. Comrade Zhang Junping let him tell you!" Secretary Gao pushed Zhang Junping out.

"Are you the new director of Jinhe Furniture Factory? Who is Zhang Yingjie?" The old man stared at Zhang Junping for a while before asking.

Zhang Junping didn't expect that his father was quite famous, and even the county magistrate knew about his father.

He quickly replied: "Zhang Yingjie is my dad!"
Chapter completed!