. "Actually, it's quite easy. I'll just take a provincial newspaper to do a small interview tomorrow. These people are pretty good. When they hear that they're diarrhea in the newspaper, they all have diarrhea. I see you are quite stable, so I'll let you show your face..." Ma Zhankui knocked on Zhang Yan. Seeing that Zhang Yan had no big reaction, he swallowed and said ruthlessly: "I won't let you do it for nothing. It costs 50 yuan a day, so I'll care about breakfast, but I can't eat too much, so don't burp in front of me!"

Zhang Yan was funny. The village chief was too stingy, so he shook his head: "No, people who travel to Beijing only spend fifty yuan a day plus three boxes of lunch. Are you begging for food?"

Ma Zhankui begged in a low voice: "Brother, our village has no money. If you have money, you can't treat you badly, right? Otherwise, I will pay another five dollars and add more meat dishes to you at noon. That's it, so I'll make sure to say that, ah!" After saying that, he was afraid that Zhang Yan would regret it, so he lowered his head and ran towards the village office, without even leaving a chance to speak for Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan smiled and followed Ma Zhankui into the village office. The village office in Majiawohun was dark and broken. Although it was daytime, it was still dark. After entering the village office, Ma Zhangkui went to his desk for a long time, and finally threw a document over: "Big brother, look at this thing, the words on it are too messy, and I can't see it clearly."

Zhang Yanxin said that he had gone deep into the tiger ***. After taking the document and looking at it, the light in the village office was too dark and could not see clearly. Zhang Yan said, "Captain Ma, can you turn on the light? It's too dark here. Ma Zhankui frowned and said unhappily: "Look at the window and look at it. What kind of light is lit in broad daylight!"

Not many people were so stingy that they were so stingy. Zhang Yan walked to the window and saw the words on it clearly. His heart suddenly jumped. The handwriting was scribbled with silver strokes, and there was a good handwriting. If it was placed in the calligraphy competition, it would be at least a second prize. Although Zhang Yan thought of being self-conceived, he was just a little stronger than this person.

But Lao Ma didn't know a lot of big words and put it aside casually! Zhang Yan sighed and asked, "Village Chief. Who wrote this document?"

"Ah, I'm the second boy from the village party secretary. Now I'm a little secretary in the Provincial CPPCC." Ma Zhankui said randomly, then focused on the women's director not far away.

"The handwriting is good, and the writing is very organized. This kid is good." Zhang Yan looked carefully. Not to mention that this report is really sharp. He also knows a lot about the questions he asked. For example, emphasizing rural areas and rural areas, raising high prices, etc., these are very fatal things. The country does not give money. If you want to do a project, you can only ask farmers for money. But what you want is not so open and the consequences will be very serious after being exposed. Moreover, what is said here is not a fictitious thing, but a real existence, and it is also a huge problem that plagues the vast number of farmers. And what is said here is not a false thing, but a real existence, and it is also a very plaguing problem with the vast number of farmers. And what is said here is not a false thing, but a problem that is really plaguing the vast majority of farmers.

"The teaching building and village department of newly built village primary school have been allocated to villagers per capita due to a large funding gap;

The township plans to build a cross-river bridge this year. The per capita allocation of nearly RMB is based on farmers;

The streets in the township are widened and there are also levies."

This passage was written with a red pen and said that you will feel heartbroken when you speak, just like a widow who died alone! Zhang Yan couldn't help but smile after reading it. This secretary was really thoughtful. Then look at the following passage

"Due to the concentration of construction projects and excessive levying fees, villagers complained. Although the charges at the township and village levels are for public welfare projects, they can be said to be taken from the people and used for the people. However, the current total amount of levying fees has greatly exceeded the per capita tax burden of villagers, so we should guide them to ask questions.

It is a good thing for townships and villages to take the lead in the construction of highway projects, but in poor areas where farmers have low incomes, the financial situation of townships and villages must be considered, as well as the actual income level and ability of villagers to carry out projects. If you take it from the people and use it for the people, and use it for the people, you can build a project and pay arbitrarily, and it is inappropriate to pay the fees at will.

The central government has promoted rural tax and fee reform and repeatedly issued a notice to reduce the burden on farmers. Rural levying fees should be strictly approved and managed. It cannot be charged by anyone just because it is a public welfare construction project, and it can be paid as much as you want. If you pay too much, it will increase the burden on farmers, which has aroused public grievances and affected rural stability."

After reading this document, Zhang Yan was sweating all over. If he really did it according to the document, if it was revealed at that time, his future would be dark and no one would listen to his explanation. In their opinion, what the provincial newspaper said was everything. However, the document fell into his hands, and it seemed that his luck was really good. Zhang Yan closed the document with a smile.

The next morning, the provincial newspaper reporter arrived at the Majiawohun, preparing to interview the villagers and learn about the situation of the Majiawohun. However, when the reporter met the villagers in the Majiawohun, both of them were stunned. Standing in front of Zhang Yan, the girl in the ground was tall and wearing a purple windbreaker, but it was Zhao Biyue.

"You are a reporter from the provincial newspaper. I am a villager in the vest hut. My name is Ma Zili..." Zhang Yan would react first, grab the previous step and hold Zhao Biyue's hand tightly, shaking it while making a wink. Zhao Biyue was not stupid, and immediately reacted, but the sisters' reaction was a bit too extreme. They hugged Zhang Yan. The two of them came with a warm bear hug. If it weren't for the fact that they had worn too much clothes in autumn, Zhang Yan might have made a fool of themselves on the spot.

After knocking Zhang Yan heavily on his back, Zhao Biyue let go of Zhang Yan and asked with a professional smile: "Ma Zili, what do you think of the conflict between the police and the public that was born a few days ago?" This sentence does not seem to ask another villager again, but is like asking a county party secretary. Village chief Ma Zhankui felt something was wrong, and he couldn't tell anything wrong, so he could only stand aside and watch.

Zhang Yan smiled slightly. He had thought about this question for a long time and it was not difficult to answer: "The relationship between the police and the people should be the relationship between fish and water. For the conflicts a few days ago, I think the police should bear the main responsibility for this matter, because the people are used to protect, and the police are tools to protect the people. But now there is an incident of police injury, and I think the police team should conduct a good review."

"But I heard that the villagers seized three excavators at that time, which led to the police's intervention." Zhao Biyue asked in dissatisfaction. Not only did the roles of the two have turned around and turned into Zhang Yan holding them accountable, while Zhao Biyue was answering the questions.

"It's not that the police are wrong to recover the excavator. Recovering the excavator is a crime. There is no problem with this. What's important is that some of our cadres think of the police once something happens and use violent law enforcement. Although this method may accomplish a lot of things in a short period of time, this approach is naked bloody law enforcement. It damages the majesty of the national law enforcement agency. In fact, from the root, the matter in Majia Village is a matter of demolition and cannot be related to the police, but why does the police still intervene? And in foreign countries, this kind of civil litigation is not allowed to intervene."

Zhao Biyue pondered for a long time, her eyes were full of brilliance. After a while, she bit her lip and asked, "Then what would you do if you were the county party secretary?"

Zhang Yan laughed: "If I were the county party secretary, I would first investigate clearly that China is not the United States. If everything has to be solved through judicial means, so much funding is something we cannot solve. So we can only be careful and try our best to find a suitable path, which requires saving money and quickness. When putting it in Majiawozhang, what I want to do is to figure out the truth of the matter and then resolve the most intense contradictions in the gentlest way!"

Speaking of this, a young man around Ma Zhankui already felt something was wrong. He looked at Zhang Yan who was talking and whispered to Ma Zhankui: "Uncle Ma, how did you find this person? Why did you speak so wrong?"

Ma Zhankui touched his head: "I don't know, I really don't know this person either."

"I don't know if you want him to come. I heard what this means, it seems that he is the county party secretary."

Ma Zhankui was still speculating that Zhao Biyue’s problem was even more acute: “Ma Zili, how do you think the problem of the vest shack should be solved? Should you use the police force to force the way, or should you wait patiently for the result of the lawsuit? Maybe it’s half a year, maybe it’s a year, maybe it’s a few years…”

Looking at Zhao Biyue's excited red face, Zhang Yan felt very moved. In this materialistic society, a great memory still retains such innocence, it is really rare to find. Perhaps this innocent essence is the most valuable thing.
Chapter completed!