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Not to mention that Fan Heng was there to feel pity for Jing Jing. Soon Secretary Yang Tianhe came and told him that the city government had arranged a timetable for meeting the new mayor with the heads of the units. Mayor Fan, please look over.

Fan Heng looked at the list drawn up by Yang Tianhe. Nodded, then expressed a little bit of his own opinion. "Propaganda and education portals should be checked first. All units of the garrison should also be placed on the agenda. Although environmental protection and the like are ranked lower among the units. In fact, they still play a large role in urban sanitation. It should be paid enough attention, don’t you? Look at the arrangements."

Tianhe wrote down Fan Heng's opinions. Then I mentioned it by the way. "I heard that Secretary Chen came back last night, I don't know if it is true or false."

Fan Heng was taken aback. Said immediately. "What's that doing? Tomorrow morning will be the regular meeting of the Standing Committee. Let's talk about it then."

Yang Tianhe responded and left.

Fan Heng sat there alone and began to consider the topic Yang Tianhe just mentioned. Chen Jinnan is back.

Generally speaking. Although the secretary and the mayor belong to the first and second leaders. But basically it belongs to each management. One party, one government. But in the final analysis. The secretary still speaks hard, but it is not without exception, if the mayor's backstage is very tough. It is also possible to overwhelm the secretary.

Generally speaking, two people are basically different roles, which is the difference between face and heart.

Unless one party is very strong, making the other party a vassal completely. That is another matter, but this situation is very rare. Because the eyes above are also discerning, it is impossible to tolerate the presence of such a strong ground snake in his underground genus, which is not conducive to local work.

"What kind of person is this Secretary Chen Jinnan?" Fan Heng couldn't help but think of the information that Fan Wubing had collected for him. It seemed that there were also relevant parts about this Secretary Chen Jinnan. Came out and flipped through it.

Almost at the same time. Chen Jinnan was also sitting in his office listening to Vice Mayor Wang He telling himself gossip about Fan Heng.

"The cadres from the central government are courageous." Chen Jinnan listened to the arrival of Fan Heng that Wang He told himself and decisively dealt with the glass factory. Nodded indifferently, but with a lack of facial expressions, Wang He couldn't tell whether he was complimenting or sarcasm.

"It's still a bit sloppy and not steady enough." Wang He tried to figure out Chen Jinnan's thoughts, and finally he didn't understand Chen Jinnan's true thoughts, so he had to say something tentatively.

Chen Jinnan dealt with Wang He without a word, but thought that when he came back from a meeting in Beijing and passed through the provincial capital Longcheng, he deliberately visited the old leader Niu Manzhuang. Go to report to him about recent work.

It was inevitable that Fan Heng, the new mayor from the central government, was mentioned. Niu Manzhuang only said a few simple words in the end. It left a deep impression on Chen Jinnan.

Niu Manzhuang said to Chen Jinnan. "Some things. You don't need to know the reason, but you have to do it. Some things. You know the reason, but you can't do it, Fan Heng. I know a little secret, but I can't tell you. In the position of the old leader, I would like to give you a word of advice. You must recognize your position, help Comrade Fan Heng more, and improve Panshi's economy! This is good for everyone!"

Although Niu Manzhuang claimed to have nothing to say to Chen Jinnan. But what is meant by this. If Chen Jinnan couldn't hear the words, he should go home and reflect.

Recognize your position and assist Comrade Fan Heng to improve Panshi's economy?

Doesn't that mean that you should not intervene in municipal work and fully create a favorable environment for Fan Heng's development. In other words, I was going to be the hero behind the scenes, and the halo belonged to Comrade Fan Heng.

Chen Jinnan thought deeply. It's not that I'm not without benefits. Although it seems to be in a disadvantaged position for the time being, in the final analysis. He is the top leader of Panshidi, if Fan Heng is really capable of boosting Panshidi's economy. Instead of being half-dead now. So the first people to benefit. The second place to benefit is yourself.

If Fan Heng's foundation is very hard, sooner or later he will have to go up. Obviously, I must let go of my position as the top leader. At that time, there will be local achievements. The reliability of his promotion place can also be guaranteed, coupled with the support of the cattle secretary in the province. It may not be impossible to enter the provincial party committee before retirement.

Naturally all this. They are all based on Fan Hyung's performance.

But it seems. Fan Heng's motivation still has land, at least to deal with the glass factory. It can be seen that this person is a very responsible local leader. In addition, I heard that he used to be the deputy production manager of the Pingyuan Factory. I must have a better understanding of the current situation of the large number of large state-owned enterprises in the interior of Panshi City. It is not known that there may be a means to turn things around.

If this is the case, you should show some high profile first, and the municipal party committee and the municipal government will get awkward when the province gets it. The gain is not worth the loss.

So Chen Jinnan said to Wang He solemnly, “As a leader, I can’t say anything to you, but as an older brother. I think I have to remind you. The most important thing for us at the Rock is to develop the economy. This is Our top priority in all our work! Comrade Fan Heng is a background person, you must cooperate. Otherwise, it will affect the Panshidi Exhibition, and I will not be able to help you!"

Wang He listened to Chen Jinnan's words. Suddenly I felt a little bit pondering.

Since Secretary Chen Jinnan must solemnly say to himself in his personal capacity that Fan Heng is a man of great background. Then I think people’s background is indeed very hard. It seems that it is not appropriate to argue with Mayor Fan face-to-face yesterday. I should find a suitable time to communicate with Mayor Fan.

Fan Wubing has nothing to do for the time being. He just drags Ouyang Xiaowei around the streets, although Mercedes-Benz cars are more gas-intensive. But the current price of oil is still quite cheap, which really doesn't matter to him.

In fact. After more than half a year of skyrocketing. This year's oil prices have fallen back to their original benchmarks.

From August last year until Fan Wuyi returned to China this year, the profit he only raked in crude oil futures was an astronomical figure. In August last year, Iraq suddenly invaded Kuwait. Crude oil futures rose from twenty dollars to forty dollars in a short period of time. The team of Fan Wuyi who is well prepared is naturally profitable.

But after Operation Desert Storm started. Crude oil futures began to plummet and have already returned to their original levels by this time. Come and go. Fan Wuyao's investment of 2 billion US dollars has more than quadrupled.

Looking at such cheap domestic oil prices. Fan Wuyidi was still very comfortable in his heart. Today there is no complete monopoly of large companies such as PetroChina and Sinopec. Certain smuggling predators over there are still smuggling crude oil and refined oil happily. Although the national tax loss is huge. But it also objectively led to a situation where monopoly was impossible.

"Panshi looks inconspicuous now. But it was also an important town in history before." Fan Wuyao pointed out to Ouyang Xiaowei what is here. What is there. Said with relish. Actually. The historical relics left by the rock were basically scrapped during the Cultural Revolution. Only a few worthless ancient copper casting sites and pottery sites can be preserved. There is also one that is said to be the palace of the ancient princes. foundation. The most important thing. Still buried in those tombs underneath. These antiques have been sleeping for thousands of years. It is the favorite of archaeological work or tomb robbers.

"Is it very leisurely to live in the interior of the office?" Ouyang Xiaowei looked at Fan Wuyi. Suddenly said such a sentence.

Er, Fan Wubing stopped immediately, touched his head, and gave a wry smile. "How do you say this? Ya Nei. This word makes me feel very bad. It should be said that it is very disgusting."

When he mentioned Ya Nei, Fan Wu Bing immediately thought of Gao Ya Nei who had seized Lin Chong’s wife. It is said that someone wrote a new biography for Gao Ya Nei, in short. Fan Wubing didn't like this term very much, so I heard Ouyang Xiaowei compare herself to Ya Nei. I suddenly felt very depressed in my heart.

"Okay, then let me change the question. What are your ideals?" Ouyang Xiaowei asked with a smile.

Ideal? Fan Wuyao stunned again, and asked what happened to Ouyang Xiaowei? How could he ask such a non-marginal question? But he thought about it seriously, and then replied in a serious manner, "Make money, marry a wife, Have a baby."

"What kind of ideal is this——" Ouyang Xiaowei suddenly became angry.

"This is called the common ideal of the primary stage of socialism." Fan Wuyao said with a smile.

"Do you still have the highest ideals?" Ouyang Xiaowei was itchy teeth with hatred.

"Of course there is!" Fan Wubing jumped onto a road tooth, clenched his fist and placed it on his chest. The eyes looked at the distant sky. With a sacred expression on his face, "Our highest ideal is to make a lot of money. Marry many wives and have many children! Ouch—why are you kicking—"

Ouyang Xiaowei kicked Fan Wuyao off with one kick.

But the weather was still a bit hot, so the two went outside the cold drink shop yesterday. After buying a few cups of ice cream, Fan Wuyi fixed a bottle of cold beer.

Watching Ouyang Xiaowei sitting there, she gently licked the ice cream cone with her red lips and white teeth, her eyes bright and bright. What a good *Oh, Fan Wubing drank beer while sighing secretly that he is really drunk and not glamorous, and people are fascinated by themselves! Sin and sin, he is a little impulsive!

Then I don't know when. Ouyang Xiaowei suddenly stopped eating. Looked at himself stunnedly.

Although Fan Wubing had a thicker skin, he was looked at like this for no reason. Also feel a little uncomfortable. So he touched his face very much and asked, "Is there no flowers on my face?"

"No." Ouyang Xiaowei shook her head.

"That's the charm of my man that makes you uncontrollably drunk?" Fan Wubing asked shamelessly.

"Oh my God--" Ouyang Xiaowei sighed~www.wuxiamtl.com~ How can there be a cheeky guy like you in the world?"

"Neither, so why do you look at me like this? People are embarrassed." Fan Wuyao asked with a twisted pretense.

Ouyang Xiaowei said in response to the question. "I heard Auntie said that you know how to martial arts. I don't know if you can put it down for twenty or so people?"

"That might be. It depends on who the opponent is." Fan Wuyao said modestly. "But if it's a policeman, there is no problem with thirty."

"It's behind you now. There are at least twenty bald heads standing there. There seem to be three Arabs, do you think they are triads?" Ouyang Xiaowei asked in a low voice.

Isn't it? Fan Wuyao was taken aback for a moment. Even if there were a few local ruffians in Panshi, there would be no underworld elements, right? And he also absorbed Arab brothers? Who would believe it?

But after he turned his head around. It was a bit stunned, there are really more than 20 bald heads!

Besides, those three guys really look like Arabs!