Chapter 2796

Xia Song stopped talking and concentrated on driving. Although the snow had stopped, there was still snow on the road, so he couldn't be too distracted.

Su Xinghui set off at seven in the morning, but there was snow on the road, so he didn't dare to drive fast. It wasn't until after nine o'clock that he arrived in Baozhou City.

As soon as he arrived at the intersection of the municipal government compound, Xia Song stopped the car because he saw a large group of people gathered at the gate of the municipal government compound from a distance, and there were police and others maintaining order. The situation was a bit wrong, so he stopped the car very wisely.

There were also police standing at this intersection, so Xia Song leaned out and asked what was going on. When the police saw that it was the municipal government's car, they knew that the city leader should be sitting in the car, so he saluted and said the cause of the matter.

It turned out that this was the laid-off workers of the rolling plate factory, a state-owned enterprise in the city, who came to the municipal government gate to protest. Anyway, there are several times a year, especially now that it is snowing, these laid-off workers have difficulties at home, so they have to come to the municipal government gate to protest.

The police were talking, and Su Xinghui's mobile phone also rang. Su Xinghui answered it. It turned out to be Zhai Yingjie. He asked Su Xinghui where he was. He let Su Xinghui not go directly to the gate of the municipal government, but could enter from the side door.

Su Xinghui said "I know" and hung up the phone.

Su Xinghui looked at the protesting laid-off workers, frowned and asked the police: "How long have they been here?"

The police said: "They just came for a while."

Su Xinghui said: "We must do a good job of explanation with them, do not use violent means, you know?"

The police knew that this car was the seat of the city leader. Although he was not a traffic police, he did not know which city leader's car it was, and Su Xinghui was also very young, but he could see that Su Xinghui was extraordinary, so he slapped a position, saluted and said: "Please rest assured, leader, we will definitely follow the leader's instructions."

Su Xinghui nodded and said to Xia Song: "Let's go from the side door."

Xia Song turned the car around and drove to the side door. On the way, he couldn't help but ask: "Mayor Su, just watch and ignore this?"

Su Xinghui sighed for a long time and said: "Alas, I also want to manage it, but I am not the mayor in charge now. This matter has nothing to do with me. If I insist on coming out to manage it, it will be thankless! Others will think that I am going to make things happen, which will affect unity, not good!"

In fact, how could Xia Song not understand this truth, but he always felt that Su Xinghui was omnipotent, so he asked this question. But now he knows that sometimes, Su Xinghui may also be powerless.

However, this did not affect Su Xinghui's image in his heart at all. Su Xinghui had done too many things, which had already exceeded the scope of what he should do. In Xia Song's heart, he was a hero!

Su Xinghui said: "To solve this problem thoroughly, we still need the economic development of Baozhou City."

Xia Song nodded, drove the car to another street, and entered the municipal government compound from a side door.

Su Xinghui returned to his office and stood by the window looking at the compound gate. He saw more and more people gathered there. Mayor Wei Ziming, Vice Mayor Cai Jianguo in charge of industrial economy, and other city leaders stood at the door, using a loudspeaker to explain to everyone. Wei Ziming said hoarsely: "In such cold weather, everyone go back first..."

"The municipal government will definitely attach importance to the problems reflected by everyone, please rest assured..."

"The municipal government will solve the heating problem as soon as possible..."

"Please don't block the gate of the municipal government. This is an irrational behavior that will interfere with the normal work of the municipal government..."

Wei Ziming has also been overwhelmed during this period. The provincial party committee investigation team and media reporters left a few days ago, and the laid-off workers are making trouble again, which makes him feel exhausted.

He knew that it was not very useful to do work verbally, but he could only do so now.

If it were a few years ago, he would have ordered the police to drive these people away. If they still made trouble, they would be arrested directly. But now he dare not.

The media reporters and the provincial party committee investigation team some time ago made him a bit frightened. He didn't know if there would be a few media reporters hidden among the onlookers.

So he could only patiently explain to these laid-off workers.

He knew that if he wanted to solve the problem of laid-off workers, he had to take concrete actions, not empty words. But the problem is that the synonym for concrete actions is money. If you have money, everything is easy to solve. If you don't have money, everything is free.

Money is not a problem, but the problem in Baozhou City is that there is no money!

The annual fiscal revenue of Baozhou City is not enough to cover expenditures, but there are so many state-owned enterprises in Baozhou City, all of which are in trouble. To solve the problems of so many state-owned enterprises, the funds needed are an astronomical figure. Even if all the fiscal revenue of Baozhou City for several years is taken out, it may not be solved.

Wei Ziming shouted hoarsely for a long time, but those laid-off workers from the rolling plate factory looked at him coldly without saying a word.

These laid-off workers now have routines for protesting, that is, standing there quietly without speaking or using violence, but even so, it forced the municipal government to agree to some of their requirements.

Wei Ziming suspected, are they all believers in Gandhi, who learned non-violent non-cooperation?

Wei Ziming knew that behind him, there must be many people waiting to see his jokes. He was angry and anxious, and couldn't help but look at Cai Jianguo, who was a bit dull beside him, with some dissatisfaction.

This matter was originally within Cai Jianguo's scope of responsibility, but he just stood here without saying a word, which made him, the mayor, shout and sweat here. He is really a Bodhisattva.

Bodhisattva is Cai Jianguo's nickname. It is not that he has a good heart, but that he can stabilize his spirit wherever he is, does not easily express his opinions, and some things are not done if they can be done. He is as dull as a clay sculpture and wood-carved Bodhisattva, and he is a decoration.

Wei Ziming shoved the loudspeaker into Cai Jianguo's hand and said: "Old Cai, you shout a few words, I will drink some water."

After Wei Ziming finished speaking, he took the beautifully styled thermos cup from his secretary Xiao Zhang, opened the lid and took a big sip. He had been shouting here for a long time, and he was indeed thirsty.

But as soon as this big sip of water was drunk into his mouth, he sprayed all the water out with a puff. He slowed down for a few seconds before roaring at Xiao Zhang: "You made such hot water, do you want to scald me to death?"

Xiao Zhang was a bit aggrieved. It was you who took the cup so quickly and opened the lid to drink, right? I wanted to remind you, but it was too late.

However, no matter how aggrieved Xiao Zhang was, he could only endure it. Who made Wei Ziming the leader? Whatever the leader says is right.

Xiao Zhang quickly took the thermos cup, opened the lid, let the water in the cup cool for a while, and let Wei Ziming drink it.

Cai Jianguo had the style of a general who would not change his color even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. He didn't take Wei Ziming's face seriously, and he didn't hear Wei Ziming's roar. He picked up the loudspeaker and said slowly: "Comrades workers, your requirements are being studied by the municipal government. It is not advisable for you to block the door like this..."

Cai Jianguo doesn't speak much on weekdays, but today he is also a set of words, from the advanced nature of the working class to the necessity of state-owned enterprise reform. However, in front of these laid-off workers, his words are just a waste of words.

The wind was strong today, and Wei Ziming stood at the door, freezing enough. He saw that this was not a matter, and he hated that the municipal party secretary Shi Fengnian had avoided it, so he said to Cai Jianguo: "Old Cai, let's do this, let other comrades maintain order here, let's go in and have a meeting to discuss how to solve this matter, and everyone should gather wisdom."