Chapter 1384

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Next, Xiao Hua also made minor adjustments to the Office's work.

He transferred Lin Aijun, who was originally responsible for the Changjiang Village Committee's poverty alleviation work, to the Shangang Village Committee to handle poverty alleviation.

And he transferred Wang Chang, who was originally responsible for the Shangang Village Committee's poverty alleviation work, to the Changjiang Village Committee to handle poverty alleviation.

Additionally, Xiao Hua himself personally served as the primary person in charge of the Changjiang Village Committee's poverty alleviation reform pilot, leading Wang Chang to the Changjiang Village Committee to carry out the pilot work.

Shangang Village is right next to the Shangang Town Government, has few impoverished households, and a light workload; it is a cushy position within the Poverty Alleviation Office.

Upon learning Xiao Hua had transferred her to that post, Lin Aijun was immediately overjoyed; after all, that place was not only close to the Town Government, but the work was also relatively relaxed.

But she did not know that Xiao Hua's transfer of her to the Shangang Village Committee was, on the surface, an act of care, but in reality, an act of distancing.

One can only say Lin Aijun's political awareness is still a bit low; in fact, no matter which department or office, the further you are from the top leader, the more marginalized you become.

Wang Chang, however, was different; he possessed this awareness.

So he did not resent Xiao Hua's adjustment of his work.

On the contrary, his heart stirred slightly; beyond surprise, he also found it somewhat puzzling why Xiao Hua would keep him by his side.

He and Xiao Hua, after all, did not have much of a relationship!

In fact, this was also a move born of Xiao Hua's helplessness; Xiao Hua not only lacked much of a relationship with Wang Chang, but with the others in the Office — Dong Dongdong, Huang Meiling, Zhao Xiaohui — he also lacked much of a relationship.

As for Lin Aijun, they had worked together, so there was some degree of camaraderie, but Xiao Hua did not trust her.

And why choose Wang Chang, and not someone else.

That was because Chen Yuancheng also valued Wang Chang quite highly.

Xiao Hua felt that someone Chen Yuancheng valued would surely not lack ability.

Because Chen Yuancheng was not a leader who practiced nepotism.

After arranging the personnel transfers, Xiao Hua took Wang Chang to the Changjiang Village Committee to work that very day.

Wang Chang was somewhat flattered:

"Director Wang, whatever you need me to do next, just give the order; I will definitely hold nothing back and do my utmost!"

Wang Chang was no fool; he knew that although Xiao Hua was only an Acting Director, he was also a rising star in the Town Government — even the Town Party Secretary valued him immensely, personally holding a welcome ceremony for him the moment he reported for duty; his future was bound to be limitless!

So currying favor now, perhaps later when Xiao Hua moves up, he could pull him up too!

He could never soar to great heights anyway; as long as he lived, making it to a Deputy Section Level cadre would be good enough!

Everyone shouldn't think Deputy Section is easy; the reality is, the vast majority of people within the system spend their whole lives spinning their wheels at the grassroots; the lucky ones only get an "Honorary Deputy Section" promotion right before retirement.

So for an ordinary person with no power, no influence, and a low starting point to enter the civil service ranks, if they can make Deputy Section before age 35, that's already very impressive!

Xiao Hua smiled at Wang Chang:

"With that attitude of yours, I'm relieved; I was still afraid you might have some opinion of me because of Director Chen's matter."

Wang Chang laughed heartily:

"How could I? Speaking the truth, Director Chen did indeed have places where he did wrong; the Organization punishing him was only right and proper. Besides, he's old now; going to the Security Section is pretty good — at least he doesn't have to fight like it's a war every day."

Xiao Hua slowly nodded, noncommittal.

He suddenly asked Wang Chang:

"Can you cook?"

Wang Chang was stunned:

"Ah?"

He didn't understand why Xiao Hua suddenly asked if he could cook.

Xiao Hua said:

"Didn't we say? Once the upper-level procedures come through, we'll adjust the distribution method for the low-intelligence poverty-stricken households' subsidies, changing from monthly distribution to daily distribution. And our coming to the Changjiang Village Committee is to do pilot work. The procedures haven't been approved yet, so I plan to first use free lunch as a gimmick to attract those low-intelligence persons to come run through the process once, to see what problems might crop up in between."

Wang Chang said:

"Director Wang, your method is good! I can cook, and I'm the head chef at home; both my wife and my kids praise my cooking as delicious! Only, this free lunch — who's going to pay for it?"

Xiao Hua said:

"Getting the township government to shell out money is obviously impossible; after all, that doesn't comply with regulations, so I'll just pay out of my own pocket."

Xiao Hua then said:

"Starting tomorrow, I'll be responsible for buying the vegetables, you'll be responsible for cooking, and then I'll go notify those low-intelligence persons one by one, telling them to come eat lunch."

Wang Chang, however, also raised an issue:

"What if they're unwilling to come?"

Xiao Hua said:

"Then we'll drive to pick them up and drop them off, ferrying them over one by one; as long as we let them taste the benefits, afterwards they'll definitely come on their own initiative!"

Said and done.

That afternoon, Xiao Hua summoned the three cadres of the Changjiang Village Committee — Village Party Secretary He Zhixiong, Village Chief Guo Dafu, and Liaison Officer Li Jiandi — and explained the specific details of his pilot work to them.

He Zhixiong was very much in favor; Guo Dafu had a couldn't-care-less expression; Li Jiandi's face showed displeasure, clearly opposed.

The reason their reactions varied was because there were reasons.

He Zhixiong agreed because he felt that if this policy change was successfully pushed through, in the future he, as Village Chief, could skim some oil from the poverty alleviation subsidy funds.

This oil might not be much, but it's better than nothing.

Guo Dafu was indifferent because he felt that whether the policy changed or not, he'd work all the same; at most it was just changing from doing this task to doing that task, nothing more.

Li Jiandi opposed it because she felt this policy would bring her a considerable workload.

Leaving aside the future daily distribution of poverty subsidies requiring her help, just the current free lunch pilot — the vegetable washing work would mostly fall on her as a woman.

So naturally she was unwilling.

However she did not actually oppose it, merely complaining a few sentences.

After all this is work pushed down by the Town Government; as a mere Township Liaison Officer, what could she oppose?

Thus this matter was settled.

That day Xiao Hua rode He Zhixiong's motorcycle, going household to household to notify those low-intelligence impoverished families that tomorrow at noon, at the Changjiang Village Committee Square, there would be free lunch to eat.

Then waiting until the next day early morning.

He again personally went to buy vegetables.

After buying the vegetables and returning, before Li Jiandi arrived, he had already washed most of them himself.

Seeing Xiao Hua so diligent, Li Jiandi felt embarrassed to say anything further, hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, and went to wash vegetables together.

He Zhixiong, Guo Dafu and others also hurried to help.

Wang Chang meanwhile at the Village Committee Square side set up a temporary stove, brought over He Zhixiong's old broken large pot from home, washed it clean and set it up, then started stir-frying dishes.

However in his heart he also muttered.

Wait until this rice and dishes are cooked.

Those low-intelligence impoverished persons scattered across the various natural villages — will they come to eat?

Just afraid they don't even understand human speech, how would they come here to eat on their own?