Chapter 118

The more Lu Zhenghong read, the happier he became. When he saw the brilliant parts, he couldn't help but applaud: "Good, it's written too well!"

He looked up and asked Su Xinghui: "Did you write this article this afternoon?"

Su Xinghui nodded and said: "Yes, I wrote it after getting the investigation report."

Lu Zhenghong was a little surprised: "You could write it so well in just one afternoon?"

Su Xinghui said: "It wasn't just one afternoon. After arriving at Meng Hu Ling, I have been thinking about how to revitalize the rural economy and make the farmers' lives better. During this time, I have been climbing mountains and doing research with those professors every day, and I have been thinking about it. It was only after seeing the investigation report that I had the opportunity to organize my thoughts during this time into an article, so it was written a little faster."

Lu Zhenghong nodded repeatedly. So this article was the crystallization of Su Xinghui's thinking for so long. However, this was also quite extraordinary. He was just a young man in his early twenties. To have such thoughts, Lu Zhenghong couldn't help but think of himself when he was in his twenties. At that time, he didn't have such deep thinking at all.

Lu Xiaoya also had brilliant colors in her eyes when she looked at Su Xinghui. Such an article, as far as she knew, none of her classmates could write. Those people were good at writing things that were sick and whining, mourning spring and autumn, but none of them could take root at the grassroots level and write such a profound article.

Lu Zhenghong said: "So you have been doing investigation and research during this time. No wonder I see you have become darker. By the way, why didn't you write much about the current situation in rural areas in your article?"

Su Xinghui's voice became a little low: "The main purpose of this article is to ask the Department of Transportation for funding, so that they know the important significance of repairing this road and how much value it can bring, so the main theme must be high-spirited and upward, and cannot write too many dark sides."

Lu Zhenghong could hear how much unfinished meaning there was in Su Xinghui's words. In fact, this is the "reporting the good news but not the bad" in the Chinese officialdom. The rural situation is so bad that even he, who claims to care about the suffering of the people, doesn't know much about it. It is conceivable how prevalent this atmosphere is.

Now this situation has developed to the point that if people below write about some real situations, they will be scolded by their superiors as alarmist and criticized. Su Xinghui's purpose in coming this time is to ask for funding, and the Department of Transportation will not care about agricultural issues. It is useless to write these things for them to see.

Therefore, Lu Zhenghong nodded understandingly, and he asked again: "Your county is repairing the road, why do you have to come to the province to ask for funding?"

Su Xinghui said: "I don't know very well either. The county has always been unwilling to repair this road before. This time, our Deputy County Magistrate Zhang said that the county agreed to repair the road, but the county has no money for the time being. Either let Deputy County Magistrate Zhang go to the province to ask for some funding himself, or wait until next year when the county's finance makes a new budget to repair it."

Lu Zhenghong said: "Deputy County Magistrate Zhang? Is it the Deputy County Magistrate in charge of agriculture who went to your Yezhugou to inspect, as mentioned in this report?"

Su Xinghui nodded.

Lu Zhenghong's mind raced, and after just a while, he roughly understood the filth in this matter. He had also worked in the county, and he was relatively clear about the doorways in it. This is the county giving this Deputy County Magistrate Zhang a problem. It is estimated that it was also caused by this report being reprinted by the provincial newspaper.

Otherwise, since the county agreed to repair the road, it is impossible that it could not come up with a mere few hundred thousand, right?

Lu Zhenghong smiled and said: "Then does your Deputy County Magistrate Zhang have any way to get funding?"

Su Xinghui said with a bitter face: "Where is there any way? The classmate that Deputy County Magistrate Zhang went to find today is just a deputy division chief of the Provincial Department of Culture. He went to find that classmate, also wanting to see if that classmate has any way."

Zhang Kaishan does indeed have such a classmate in the Provincial Department of Culture, and he did indeed go to find him to reminisce about the past tonight, but he would not let that classmate help find a way.

Lu Zhenghong smiled and shook his head and said: "You just broke into the provincial capital to ask for funding like this?"

Su Xinghui said: "What else can I do?"

Lu Zhenghong suddenly became serious: "Su Xinghui, tell me honestly, did you come to my house today because you wanted me to help your county ask for funding?"

Hearing his father speak seriously, Lu Xiaoya couldn't help but look at him worriedly, and then looked at Su Xinghui.

Su Xinghui nodded somewhat embarrassedly and said: "Uncle Lu, to be honest, I really have a little bit of this thought. I thought that although you work in the Party History Office, you are a department-level cadre after all, and you are always more capable than us. However, after coming here, I heard that you are now the Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee, and I dare not open this mouth instead!"

There were too many coincidences tonight, and Lu Zhenghong was a little suspicious. It is not to blame him for being suspicious. After sitting on the cold bench for so many years, he has seen too many ghost tricks with cold eyes. He has seen even more outrageous means of drilling, and he has to be suspicious.

However, seeing Su Xinghui so calmly admit that he wanted to find Lu Zhenghong's way, it made Lu Zhenghong not doubt it anymore. Yes, this is the normal person's thinking. Even if Lu Zhenghong was just the Director of the Party History Office, he was at least a department-level cadre. Like Su Xinghui, who has no way, how could he not think of coming to find him?

Lu Zhenghong smiled again: "Then tell me, why didn't you dare to open your mouth after knowing that I am the Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee? Isn't it easier for the Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee to help you?"

Su Xinghui said: "You are now a member of the Provincial Party Standing Committee, and I have never seen such a big cadre as you. To tell you the truth, my father would never pull connections or go through the back door, so he is still an ordinary doctor now. I also won't pull connections or go through the back door. In front of such a big leader as you, I dare not open this mouth even more."