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Chapter 50 The Weeping Widow (1)

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    Ruolan parked the car in a spacious space beside the road, and Ruolan walked quickly to the village party secretary Zhao Fa.  If he succeeds in running for village head this time, Zhao Fa will be his immediate superior and also his partner, and the old secretary is too old to work for a few years, so the position of secretary will be his own sooner or later.

    Ruolan warmly greeted her when she was far away: "Uncle Zhao, this trivial matter has troubled your elder brother, Ruolan feels a little bit sorry!"

    Ruolan and Lao Zhao warmly shook hands.  The young village clerk, He Hai, wiped his hands. He planned to shake that beautiful, slender and tender hand too, but Ruolan just smiled and nodded to the other village cadres as a greeting. He Hai felt a little disappointed, hum  , When I become the village head, will Cao Ruolan please me?

    Old Zhao said frankly: "How should I say this? There are no big or small things for the villagers. In fact, Uncle Zhao should thank you on behalf of the villagers."

    "It's a trivial matter, and I live in this village, so I should do my best!" Ruolan exchanged greetings with the old party secretary.

    Seeing Meier speak with a rich and powerful manner, the village accountant Lin Suanan regretted his original decision even more.  This is still a "small matter". Can the road be repaired this time without 58,000 yuan?  He, Lao Lin, would never earn that much money in his life. He only saw so much money when he was collecting agricultural taxes and pooling funds in the village, but the money was not his, and he was greedy.

    "Uncle Zhao, I was just about to discuss something with you. The stone tablet at the west entrance of the village has become an obstacle and needs to be pulled out. Besides, it is a legacy of feudal society. We are a new society. The existence of such a thing is in violation of national policy.  .¡±

    "Oh, because of this stele, I have been criticized a lot in the village. It is difficult to pull out this stele!" The old party secretary said with deep emotion.

    "Uncle Zhao, you should take tough measures if you can't do ideological work. Any change does not wait for everyone to figure it out and take the initiative to accept it. Under certain circumstances, most people accept it passively until they approve it or clap their hands  Hurry up!" Ruolan was doing the ideological work of the old branch secretary, so he had to use the name of the village committee to tear down the stele.

    "Well said, Ruolan, you are insightful, let's go to the village, ask the leaders for instructions, and ask the police station to come forward to maintain order."

    The old branch secretary got into Ruolan's car and went to the village.

    When the villagers heard that the chastity memorial stone tablet was going to be pulled down, the village immediately became a mess. Men, women, old and children rushed to the west entrance of the village one after another.  , and kept saying "rebellious"

    Secretary Yao respectfully led Ruolan to Secretary Ding's office.

    Now Ruolan has become a celebrity in the village, a well-known township entrepreneur, and is admired and admired by everyone. The most important thing is that Ruolan is "benevolent for the sake of being rich".  Respect is earned by her bit by bit efforts.

    "Ruolan, is it you? I'm looking for you!" Secretary Ding enthusiastically let Ruolan into the house, followed by Lao Zhao, the village party secretary. He had never received such courtesy.

    "Secretary Ding, do you have anything to do with me?" Ruolan asked puzzled.

    "It's like this. The county requires the establishment of advanced models of township entrepreneurs. Our township has reported your advanced case to the county. No matter in terms of the production scale of the brick factory or the return to society after you become rich, you  He is a well-deserved entrepreneur, and the county will be rewarded, and the provincial leaders will come to inspect." Secretary Ding said after taking a sip of tea.

    "Secretary Ding, thank you for your great love for Ruolan. I will follow the arrangement of the village. Secretary Ding, there is a difficult matter in our village right now and we need your support. I am repairing the village road, and the stone tablet at the west entrance of the village has become an obstacle.  We need government support to unplug it."

    "Old Zhao, what year has it been? How many times have the township asked you to pull out this stele and send it to the county museum? How do you do it?"

    "Oh, Secretary Ding, it's hard! These villagers regard the stele as their fate, especially the elderly. I dare not move it!" Old Zhao said helplessly.

    "Secretary Ding, I want to take advantage of this road construction opportunity to unplug it. We will definitely do ideological work, but I am worried that something unexpected will happen, so I would like to ask you, can you ask the comrades at the police station to maintain order."

    "Yes, this is a good idea. Ruolan, I think you have great leadership skills. Would you like to work in the village?" Secretary Ding looked at Ruolan appreciatively.

    "Well, I don't have a good reputation, and I'm afraid the villagers will not accept it." Ruolan thought, Secretary Ding supported her, and it seemed that the village head had hope in this campaign.

    "You don't have to worry about this. The good deeds you have done for the villagers in the past few years are obvious to all.??They will have a little Jiujiu in their hearts.  Let's finish repairing the road now.  "Secretary Ding called the police station while speaking.

    Ruolan hurried back to Guangyuan Village with the police officers to pull out the stone tablet she hated. She wanted to end the village widow's nightmare of counting coins in front of a lonely lamp (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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