Me! A high-ranking official!

He took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, coughed tactically, and pretended not to notice that the big boss was watching him, without even a flicker of emotion in his eyes.

Facing the camera, his tone became increasingly calm and capable, elevating his work plan to a new level: "Fellow villagers, I've named this initiative the 'People's Voice Mechanism.' I assure you that anyone can raise constructive suggestions related to family difficulties or village development during the live broadcast, and I will write them down in my notebook!"

"Every week, I select the most urgent issues raised by everyone and focus on them as the key tasks for the following week. In the following week's live broadcast, I will report on the progress of these matters to the whole village: whether they have been resolved or not, where the problems are, and who is responsible? Everything will be clearly laid out on the table!"

At this point, he glanced at the top left corner. He wondered if it was because someone had tipped him off in a WeChat group, but the number of people in the live stream had quietly increased to more than a dozen.

"Everyone, please take a look. Do you have any additions or other questions regarding the three things I just decided?"

The screen remained silent; no one typed a question. The villagers were clearly still observing whether the young Party Secretary was just putting on a show or genuinely committed to getting things done.

He nodded nonchalantly: "Alright, since everyone is okay with this for now, let's tentatively stick to these three things for this week. I'll give you a work report during the live stream at the same time next week! That's all for today, folks, get some rest!"

After saying that, he decisively clicked the end button.

The entire live broadcast was concise and to the point, lasting only about twenty minutes.

Looking at the final data displayed in the live stream backend, the peak number of online viewers only remained at a dozen or so, and the number of comments and interactions was pitifully small.

He sat at his desk, quite satisfied with the result. Luo Shuishan had been a local tyrant in this village for over a decade, deeply entrenched in power. This was evident from today's dismal data. Under normal circumstances, if village officials had taken the lead in supporting it, even just by calling for it in the group chat, this novel government livestream would have attracted at least dozens or hundreds of people to join in.

There are only a few kittens left now, and it's obvious who's behind this gag order.

However, a thousand-mile dike can be breached by an ant hole. As long as there are people watching and listening, and he proceeds step by step according to his plan, quickly and solidly achieving a few tangible results, he will naturally and gradually undermine Luo Shuishan's prestige in the village.

Live streaming was just one way for him to break through the iron curtain surrounding Luo Family Village.

Now that the boast has already been made in the live stream and three tasks for the coming week have been set, it's time to get down to business starting tomorrow.

First, the 500,000 yuan special fund for road construction was intercepted and misappropriated by the county. Getting it all back will be harder than climbing to heaven, and Zhang Baocheng will definitely obstruct him. But the squeaky wheel gets the grease. Tomorrow, he has to go to the county, complain, and explain his difficulties and reasons. Even if he has to beg and plead to get back 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, that's still real money.

The second issue is the large garbage pit behind the village. This afternoon, he specifically inquired with several households to find out more. Actually, the village used to have a fixed garbage collection point, but in the past two years, the county's finances have been tight, and there is no unified organization. So, the task has been delegated to various townships. The townships have contacted environmental protection companies to be responsible for the garbage collection of more than 30 villages in the town, but the towns don't have the money either, so the cost has ended up in the villages.

The sewage disposal fee is shared equally among the population of each village, amounting to about 100 yuan per household per year. 100 yuan may not seem like much, but most of the people left behind in the village are elderly. It is already extremely difficult for them to earn a living by farming. Asking them to spend 100 yuan to throw away garbage? The elderly are reluctant to spend the money and simply won't do it. The village committee is lucky if they can collect half of that amount each year.

With the amount of money owed increasing, the environmental protection company's garbage trucks naturally stopped coming. Luo Shuishan, that old fox, couldn't collect the money and didn't want to offend anyone by forcibly collecting it, so he simply shrugged off and continued using the old method of letting the villagers continue to dump garbage into the large pit behind the village. This can be considered a form of laissez-faire governance at the grassroots level, but it's a hardship for the residents living near the pit. We need to find a way to solve this problem once and for all.

As for the third matter, he already had a preliminary plan for Liu Zhijun's case. He needed to contact the hospital regarding Aunt Wang's situation, while Luo Haitao's family... the situation was too complicated and he needed to understand it more thoroughly before he could find the right entry point.

Just then, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

He opened WeChat and was stunned to see a message from Luo Haitao: "Secretary Zhao, do you have time now? Is it convenient for you to take a call?"

A thought suddenly struck him: It was so late, why was Luo Haitao taking the initiative to contact him? Could it be related to what Wang Xiujuan shouted when she went crazy yesterday?

Without hesitation, he replied immediately: "It's convenient. I'm alone. Call me if you need anything."

A moment later, the WeChat voice call rang out in the empty village committee office.

He pressed the answer button, and before he could speak, Luo Haitao's deep voice came through the receiver, even with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor: "Secretary Zhao... is there anyone else with you? Is it convenient for you to talk?"

"Don't worry, Haitao, I'm in the village committee office, all alone, and the door is locked." He said in a deep voice, "What is it? Just say it."

On the other end of the phone, Luo Haitao's breathing was heavy. He paused for a full half minute before asking in a hoarse voice, "Secretary Zhao, what you said in the live broadcast today... is it all true? Is it true that I can ask you to solve any problem?"

He smiled and replied solemnly, "Of course, as long as it is within my jurisdiction, I will do my best. Even if it is beyond my authority, as long as your request is reasonable, legal, and justified, I will do my best to help you get things done."

"Then..." Luo Haitao's voice suddenly turned cold, as if each word was being squeezed out from between his teeth: "What if it's about crime?"

crime?!

His smile vanished instantly, replaced by an image of Wang Xiujuan chained up, screaming in terror. His eyes narrowed, and after a moment's hesitation, he slowly said, "Sure, just say it. Haitao, I'll say it again: there are no exceptions before Party discipline and the law. If anyone commits a crime, no matter who it is, I, Zhao Jianguo, will do everything in my power to get them imprisoned, even if it costs me my life!"

"But let me be clear: if the other side is too powerful, or if I lack sufficient evidence to do what I'm told, I assure you that what I say today will remain unspoken and will not be revealed to anyone else, and I will absolutely not cause you any trouble!"