Chapter 72 Everyone wants to have the best of both worlds

After a while, Jiang Wei finished talking with Song Peiming. Jiang Wei retreated to the sidewalk. Song Peiming took the portable speaker from the staff and walked back to the wall.

The power of the portable speaker is limited, so the sound cannot be heard clearly when it reaches here. Chen Qi, Chen Feirong and his daughter squeezed in front, Xu Si pulled Zhang Ke, hoping to get closer, but Zhang Ke did not move and said, "It's the same as standing here."

Who knows whether it would make Song Peiming recognize him at this time make him hesitant again?

It can be seen that Song Peiming held a trumpet in one hand and pointed at Liu Fen lying on the bedboard with the other hand. He must be talking about Liu Fen's work injury. The wall of people that was originally blocked in the middle of the road was not so determined, and people from both ends gathered in the middle to form a ball. Then he saw Zhou Fu stand up and speak with an excited expression. He could hear words like "to believe in the government" from afar.

Several people lifted Liu Fen's bed board, Chen Qi and Chen Feirong ran over to help with the help. The paper mill employees retreated across the street. Official vehicles, police cars, and paper mill vans all drove on the side of the road. The traffic police, who had just stood on the side of the road and could not control the situation, walked to the middle of the road again, busy restoring traffic order.

Chen Feirong waved toward this side across the street, and Xu Si asked Zhang Ke: "Do you want to go there?"

Zhang Ke smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Our things have just begun..." Looking to the east, Xu Si followed his gaze, Jiang Wei was walking here against the flow of people.

"Or I'll leave first." Xu Si was a little panicked and a little helpless.

"Sister Xu Si," Zhang Ke grabbed Xu Si's somewhat cold hand and prevented her from disappearing into the strange crowd. He pinched her hard and stared at her panicked eyes, "At least I'm by your side, there is no need to hide."

"Manager Xiao Zhang, Assistant Xu, do you have time tonight? When the matter here is handled, District Mayor Song wants to invite you to come and have a chat." Jiang Wei jogged against the abortion, gasping slightly, and fine beads of sweat oozing out of her forehead.

"Oh, then we'll stand by and wait for him." Zhang Ke let go of Xu Si's hand and walked to the curb.

It took almost half an hour to get the road back to smooth flow, and the workers of the paper mill were still in the small square across the street. Song Peiming and Zhou Fu were still doing ideological work for the workers of the paper mill. The police who came with Song Peiming were evacuating the crowd and preventing them from standing there to watch the traffic jam.

Zhang Ke, Xu Si, Jiang Wei ran over and stood outside and listened to Song Peiming doing ideological work for the employees of Xinguang Factory: "...The government will not turn a blind eye to the difficulties of the workers and the problems of the paper mill. The district committee and district government are actively planning and making suggestions. Not only should you have a good explanation. The district invested so much money into the new factory, and could not get water. The district will squeeze out some funds to settle the living problems of the employees in difficulty. Comrade Liu Fen's work injury will be greeted by the district government to greet the people's hospital. Now we will arrange for hospitalization, first perform surgery, and then pay for the surgery fee when the Xinguang Factory operates normally..."

When Song Peiming saw Jiang Wei and the others coming, he lowered his head and said a few words to Zhou Fu of Xinguang Paper Factory, then walked over. When he saw Zhang Ke's face clearly, he was stunned.

"Uncle Song, it's strange to see me?" Zhang Ke thought to give Song Peiming some impression at the banquet before school started. He smiled and stared at Song Peiming calmly.

"District Mayor Song, do you know Zhang Ke?"

Song Peiming hesitated and silently did not speak, unable to guess what Zhang Zhixing's son was making. Of course, he had a deep impression of Zhang Ke, and he could make Tang Xueqian stand up and toast. There were not many people in Haizhou City who were qualified, let alone a young man who had just entered high school.

Zhou Fu, the director of Xinguang Paper Factory, was instructing people to grab the four corners of the bed board and lift Liu Fen, who could not stand, into the van. Chen Qi stood at the door and looked here, hesitating whether to come over and say hello. Chen Feirong had already entered the van, and her beautiful face showed up from the window, with a very complicated expression.

Zhang Ke looked at the expression on Song Peiming's face and said, "Does Uncle Song still have the interest to talk to me?"

"Where is the Secretary-General?"

"My father doesn't care about my business," Zhang Ke curled his lips. He was really afraid that Song Peiming would be angry and walked away with a smile, but he could not weaken his momentum in front of him. "Uncle Song seems to believe that I can't help you solve your current troubles?"

Song Peiming looked at Zhang Ke hesitantly. The rumors that Zhang Zhixing's background was related to Xu Xueping, deputy secretary of the provincial party committee. He had heard many people mention it, and was hesitating whether to seek Zhang Zhixing to win over the relationship, but his boy jumped in front of him. In this way, the rumors that Zhang Zhixing had a good relationship with Xu Xueping, deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, were true. It was just that he couldn't erase his teenager who had just entered high school. Besides, how much influence could he have on Xu Xueping? Song Peiming had a question about this. He glanced at Xu Si who was standing aside. Xu Si, a professional woman, wore black tortoiseshell framed glasses. She was born with beauty, and now she showed more of an intellectual beauty. Song Peiming couldn't help but take a look.

Jiang Wei didn't know what happened. She didn't hear Song Peiming clearly. Seeing that the expression on his face looked abnormal, she saw him looking at Xu Si and hurriedly introduced: "Ms. Xu is Ms. Xie's special assistant, she is involved in the management of Haitai Company and is also one of the main shareholders of Haitai Company..."

"Oh," Song Peiming believed that Jiang Wei would not talk nonsense about the background of Haitai Company. Her words only indirectly confirmed that Zhang Zhixing had a close relationship with Xu Xueping, deputy secretary of the provincial party committee. It was really strange. Zhang Zhixing had this relationship and should have made great achievements long ago. His upward trajectory in the officialdom seemed to be completely related to Tang Xueqian. Song Peiming couldn't figure it out and smiled at Xu Si, "It is normal for laid-off workers to ask the government to solve their life difficulties, but the request was just a bit inappropriate, so Miss Xu was laughed at."

Xu Si smiled reluctantly. She made Song Peiming feel guilty when she looked at him, and didn't know what to do to deal with him.

After repeated instructions, Zhou Fucai, the director of Xinguang Paper Factory, breathed a sigh of relief. The Zhongshan suit on his body was soaked in sweat, and he jogged over: "District Mayor Song, what you said today..."

"Well, I ask Director Liu to accompany you to the People's Hospital tomorrow to go through the hospitalization procedures first. I will urge the People's Hospital to come up with the surgical plan as soon as possible for treatment..." Song Peiming said, "If the paper mill makes such a thing, I will first remove you before I come down."

"Then you hurry up and stroke me," Zhou Fu said with a shy smile, "My 80-year-old mother has been hanging for three days. I didn't have time to look at her. If I can't even see her, the crime of being unfilial will be a big deal."

"If you can say this, you are not a filial son," Song Peiming made Zhou Fu laugh. "Let me write with a literati and poet Run. At least you can evaluate an advanced individual. OK, don't talk nonsense. The paper mill matters cannot be dragged on forever. Go back and think of a solution."

"Don't Director Zhou stay?" Zhang Ke asked.

"Oh?" Song Peiming looked at Zhang Ke, hesitated for a while, and said to Zhou Fu, "You go and tell me, let the car take the Liu Fen family back first. If you stay, there will be something else."

Jiang Wei pulled Song Peiming aside and spoke just now. Zhou Fu didn't know what happened. He was not very clear about the fight between officials in the south of the city. He only cared about whether the problem of the paper mill could be solved quickly. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Ke, Xu Si, and Jiang Wei, nodded, and said, "I'll tell Director Liu."

Zhou Fu ran towards the van, got out of the black official car, ran over, handed the eldest brother in his hand to Song Peiming, and whispered: "Secretary General Zhang, ask you about the situation..."

Song Peiming took the phone, but looked at Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke smiled helplessly, knowing that his father was asking about the situation here for Tang Xueqian, and he stretched out his hand to his ear to make a gesture of calling. Song Peiming briefly reported the situation on the phone and handed the eldest brother to Zhang Ke.

"Why are you there?"

In 1994, the signal quality of the simulated communication network was very poor, causing sound distortion. Zhang Ke heard that it was his father's voice, scratched his head, and said to the phone: "It happened to be playing in the front door. When Uncle Song met the employees who were blocking the road in the paper mill here, he thought you and Uncle Tang would come forward, which made me wait for so long in vain?"

"It's not appropriate for the city to come forward..."

This summer, too many things have happened enough to reshape the image of my father's heart, so I explained it seriously. Zhang Ke knew why his father said this, and was afraid that it would not be able to solve the problem, which would have a negative impact. Zhang Ke held his forehead with his hands, observed the expression on Song Peiming's face from the cracks of his fingers, and said to the phone: "My sister Wanqing and Uncle Xu have mentioned the matter of the paper mill. They didn't care about this matter. The city and Chengnan District were solemn. Will it be counterproductive?"

Whether it is father or Tang Xueqian, they have good comments on Song Peiming. If they had not considered the impact of the 718 major traffic accident, they would not have isolated Song Peiming. Judging from the signs currently exposed, Tang Xueqian encountered a lot of obstacles in the city. As for Tang Xueqian himself, he did not want anyone in the city to use the 718 major traffic accident to engage in political infighting. After all, Tang Xueqian was the executive vice mayor in charge of transportation before.

Whether Song Peiming or Tang Xueqian, they all hope that the 718 major traffic accident can be completely settled, otherwise it will be a thorn that always burys in the heart.

Of course, the city could only constantly speculate on Xu Xueping's thoughts and his opinions on handling the 718 major traffic accident, but no one dared to go over and ask for his opinions. This psychological game also gave people with ulterior motives the opportunity to engage in political infighting.

In such a situation, Tang Xueqian is very unfavorable for Zhou Fuming, who has just taken charge of the city's work.

Zhang Zhixing obviously didn't know that Zhang Ke was saying this to Song Peiming. He was silent on the phone for a while before saying, "Are you sure?"

Zhang Ke knew that his father asked this solemnly because Xu Xueping's attitude affected the city's decision to deal with the 718 major traffic accident to the greatest extent. After all, no responsibility could be put on Ding Xiangshan, who was being quarantined and investigated.

Xu Xueping hid deeply in front of outsiders, without showing his emotions, and made others unable to understand his thoughts. This is the characteristic of almost all high-ranking officials. Zhang Ke rescued Zhitong from under the wheel, but at the age of sixteen, but he performed very well in all aspects. Of course, Xu Xueping would not hide any emotions in front of him.

In Zhang Ke's view, Xu Xueping took off the cloak of the secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee, but was an old man who was immersed in the grief of losing his son in his later years. When playing chess, he would constantly nag about the memories left to him by his son, both good and bad. He had no intention of infinitely pursuing responsibility in terms of emotional or rationality. He was just a little guilty towards Xie Wanqing, who was in the pain of losing his husband, and was worried that she would not be able to bear it.

Xie Wanqing is the kind of tolerant woman. She knew that most traffic police in Xicheng District were drawn to the Bell Tower Square to maintain order on the day of the car accident. She did not think about what responsibility the employees of Xinguang Paper Factory would bear for the car accident, and would not think about what responsibility the Chengnan District Government would bear.

Zhang Ke said to the phone: "I may have a way to achieve the best of both worlds. You don't need to speculate, but it is not certain whether it can be done..."

"Just don't cause trouble for you!" Zhang Zhixing refused to forget to give in to him on the other end of the phone.

"I have something to ask Uncle Song for some things. Uncle Tang wants Uncle Song to return to the city government to report the situation?"

The so-called best of both worlds is probably related to Song Peiming. Zhang Zhixing doesn’t know what Zhang Ke is doing, so it’s better to ask him to test the depth of the water. Even if he does something excessive, it won’t make Xu Xueping angry, right? Zhang Zhixing said on the phone: “I’ll just tell Mayor Tang about your situation. If you have any questions, you can ask Song Peiming to answer the phone.”

Zhang Ke handed his elder brother to Song Peiming, and without saying a few more words, the phone was cut off.
Chapter completed!