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Chapter 1650 Where can he get sheep?
"Lin Guozhen? I know this person. Wasn't he the county magistrate here? He is the same as you..."

After finishing lunch in the cafeteria, Secretary Fang wiped his hands and mentioned Lin Guozhen, laughing twice. "You, me, him, and Comrade Lao Yao, the four of us are stubborn. To put it nicely, we insist on principles. To put it bluntly, we are stubborn and inflexible."

Sun Jianping scratched his head and laughed.

"Anyway, we all have a bad ending. Old Yao was forced to retire and is now working as a foreman on your father-in-law's farm. Old Lin was transferred to another province and probably won't be able to return to our province to work. You are fine for now because your father has a strong backing. I'm not sure if it will be good. I might be removed one day and sent back to my hometown to farm."

"It doesn't matter. If the superiors allow us to do it, we will do it well. If they don't allow us to do it, I will go back to the village to raise pigs and cattle. With our abilities, we can make some progress wherever we go!"

"Good boy, well said, gold will shine wherever it is!"

"The nail will puncture the tire sooner or later!"

"Hahaha!"

They both laughed.

Secretary Fang was also muttering in his heart that if the meat processing factory continued to operate in this way, something bad would happen sooner or later!
But now Old Cai has already firmly controlled the meat processing plant and will not allow anyone to interfere. He had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​calling Director Wu out for a good talk and could only watch them mess around.

As we enter the twelfth lunar month and the New Year approaches, although the price of pork in Hecheng is still limited to RMB 1.5 per catty, it has long been out of stock. In view of the tight supply and demand relationship, many people have to brave the severe cold and queue up to buy meat before dawn every day. If they go a little later, they will not be able to buy anything!

Many people wrote letters to their superiors to report the situation, but their superiors are now at a loss. The pork shortage problem has spread from Hecheng to Harbin and other places. The top leaders have also allocated reserve meat for emergency support several times, but the meat provided has eventually ended up in the pockets of certain people.

"We want meat!"

The angry people shouted at the top of their lungs, and scared Mr. Cai so much that he hid in his office and dared not go out.

"Lao Fang, Lao Fang, you are the boss, you have to step in on this matter!"

Old Cai will retire to the CPPCC after this year, so he doesn't dare to cause trouble at this critical moment. He simply pushes the responsibility and says, "Aren't you the secretary, Old Fang, and responsible for all the work? Why don't you do it?"

I'll be the last one!
"Ugh!"

Secretary Fang sighed, feeling extremely contemptuous of his old partner in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. The most important thing now was to appease the grassroots people so as to avoid any major accidents.

"Leader, what do you think about the serious pork shortage in our city? What measures have we taken to coordinate and solve the problem to ensure that our people can eat hot dumplings during the Chinese New Year?"

Facing the TV camera and the pretty female reporter with sharp words, Secretary Fang took a deep breath, sat up straight, cleared his throat, and made a solemn promise to the people of the city in a loud voice!

"Dear fellow citizens, on behalf of myself and all the city's cadres, I would like to express my deepest apologies to the people of the city for the current pork shortage! This is a dereliction of duty on our part! We will never shirk our responsibility!"

As he said this, he stood up and bowed deeply to the camera lens!
"Oh hoo!"

Sun Jianping, who was sitting at home watching the live broadcast on TV, grinned and took a bite of the big apple.

"Brother, look, your leader Cai is sitting in the back and laughing!" Qian Huijun pointed at the TV screen and frowned, "What good does this do him?"

"Of course he did. He sent all the pork allocated by the higher authorities to the meat processing factory to make ham sausage. Otherwise, how could they sell so well?"

Sun Jianping hugged his precious son who was in his arms, pinched his dirty little face, and spoke slowly.

"This kind of person is really..."

"We have coordinated and raised 100,000 goats, and are conducting inspection, quarantine and slaughter in an orderly manner. It is estimated that they will be put on the market in another week. Please be patient. Don't worry, as long as we are here, we will ensure that everyone will have meat to eat during the New Year!"

Qian Huijun looked at her husband, then at Secretary Fang who was making a solemn promise on the TV screen, tilted her head, and tickled him, "The 100,000 sheep he mentioned, can't they be the 100,000 sheep raised in Aqi?"

"What else?" Sun Jianping smiled calmly, "Are you greedy for your wife? How about I get you a few and we can make mutton soup?"

"Great, great!" The children were the happiest!

Hearing the word "mutton", the old cat also came over, meowed twice, and rubbed Sun Jianping's sleeve with its little head!
Where's the mutton?
Meow, I want to taste the saltiness too!

"A bunch of greedy cats!"

He pinched the old cat's ears and smiled triumphantly!
What does it mean to use good steel on the blade? This is it!

Doesn’t Mr. Cai want to see Secretary Fang make a fool of himself?

So you can't see it!

It also allows Secretary Fang to show up and make contributions!

Do not believe?

We'll see!
"Where can he get 100,000 sheep?" After returning home, Lao Cai put his feet comfortably in the hot water and shivered with satisfaction. Damn, this little girl is better than the big and strong Yang Lifen. Not only is she delicate and easy to push down, but she is also considerate and serves me comfortably from inside to outside!

Fuck!
It is not until today that I, Old Cai, know the joy of the boudoir!

"Yeah, I wonder too. We are an agricultural city, where do so many sheep come from?" His young wife Zhai Xiaojuan sat on a small stool, gently massaging the soles of his feet, frowning slightly and muttering.

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"You don't know Lao Fang..."

Old Cai took the cigarette from the coffee table and put it in his mouth. His young wife hurriedly grabbed a match to help him light it. Old Cai took a puff with great satisfaction. "He is such a proud person. Isn't there a new program called "Voice of the People" launched by the TV station, which focuses on all aspects of urban life. The pork issue is very prominent now. He got excited and blurted out such a sentence! My old partner, really..."

He tapped the ash on his cigarette and gestured with his fingers in a cocky manner, "Let's see how he ends up this time!"

"Who knows? What if they really get 100,000 sheep?"

Zhai Xiaojuan covered her mouth and laughed.

"If he can get a hundred thousand sheep, I'll eat this ashtray!"

"Haha, I actually hope I can get it. After all, I've been craving for mutton lately."

"It's not you who's greedy, it's our son who's greedy!" Old Cai pinched his young wife's cute little chin, "We'll let our son eat the big ham sausage later!"

"I hate it, what are you talking about!"

The young wife looked shy.

On the Aqi side, Secretary Fang and Lin Guozhen shook hands warmly. They used to be colleagues and had gone through ups and downs over the years. Now they have made achievements in their respective positions and were filled with emotion when they met again.

"Before, I was thinking about finding an organization to transfer my connections back to Heilongjiang Province. Later, I came to my senses and decided that working on the grassland is also good. I can interact with simple and honest herders without having to think too much. I can help them do practical things within my ability. This kind of life is more meaningful."

"Yes, actually, going deep into the grassroots and getting along with the masses may not be a bad thing. At least it can keep you away from internal strife and oppression... Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Let me see your 100,000 sheep!"

"Speaking of these sheep, you have someone to thank!"

Lin Guozhen stood up, led Secretary Fang out of the door, and headed straight for the sheep farm. From a distance, they could smell a strong smell of sheep, which made Secretary Fang sneeze.

"You mean, that kid Sun Jianping?"

"That's right. If he hadn't prepared for a rainy day and bought these sheep in advance, you would be completely blind now!"

(End of this chapter)