Chapter 2868

Su Xinghui said, "Then thank you, Secretary and Mayor, for your concern!"

Shi Fengnian and Wei Ziming waved at them together, said "Happy New Year," and then left.

Su Xinghui opened the food they brought and threw it on the table, and everyone started playing poker again. Playing while eating was also quite pleasant.

After a while, Xin Jing came again. After she knocked on the door and entered the duty room, seeing several paper strips on Su Xinghui's face, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing until she was trembling, unable to straighten her waist for several minutes.

Su Xinghui said with a wry smile, "Mayor Xin, is my appearance that funny?"

Xin Jing tried hard to hold back her laughter, but as soon as she looked up and saw the paper strips on Su Xinghui's face, she burst into laughter again with a snort. After another few minutes, she finally stopped laughing.

She said to Su Xinghui, "Mayor Su, your appearance cannot be photographed by others. If it is photographed and published in the newspaper, it will greatly affect your image as a leader."

Su Xinghui smiled and said, "Everyone is on duty together today, so there is no distinction between leaders and the masses. If you lose, you stick a paper strip; you can't refuse to pay up if you lose."

Su Xinghui's nonchalance made Xin Jing somewhat intoxicated, but she immediately sobered up. She whispered, "Mayor Su, come out, I have something to talk to you about."

Su Xinghui put down the poker cards and went out with Xin Jing. He didn't tear off the paper strips on his face either; anyway, there was no one in the municipal government compound today, and no one would see his appearance.

After Su Xinghui went out, he asked, "Didn't I tell you to go catch up on sleep? Why did you come back?"

Xin Jing said, "I can't sleep, and there's something I didn't tell you."

Su Xinghui said, "Then what is the matter?"

Xin Jing whispered, "On the bed inside the inner room of the duty room, that is the bedding I moved over yesterday. If you didn't bring bedding today, sleep on that bed."

After saying this, Xin Jing's face turned red. This remark was simply too ambiguous. Letting Su Xinghui sleep on the bedding she had slept on yesterday made her feel shy just thinking about it.

Su Xinghui said, "That is your bedding on that bed, so you should just move it back. It's nothing if I don't sleep for one night."

Xin Jing said, "I'll just leave it here. Remember to sleep on it tonight, and don't let anyone else sleep on it."

Last night, Xin Jing slept on that bed alone, and no one else slept on it. The other three people took turns sleeping on the other bed. After all, Xin Jing was a Vice Mayor and a leader, so she still had this little bit of preferential treatment.

After saying this, Xin Jing left. She really had to go back to catch up on sleep; she hadn't really slept at all on the bed in the duty room.

Xin Jing left, and Su Xinghui could only shake his head helplessly. He went back into the duty room and continued playing 'Tractor'.

Around nine o'clock in the morning, Su Xinghui suddenly heard a sound outside, it seemed to be the sound of people, and there seemed to be quite a few people. He lifted a corner of the curtain and looked outside. The duty room of the municipal government was also the guard room, so one could see the situation outside from the window.

At this look, his eyebrows immediately furrowed. He saw many people outside the gate of the municipal government, at least several dozen or even a hundred people, and people were still constantly gathering there.

These people were all gray-faced and exhausted, wearing blue or gray wrinkled clothes, with cotton-padded jackets inside their coats. In such cold weather, it was impossible not to wear cotton-padded jackets. They were carrying outdated artificial leather bags in their hands and wearing cloth shoes made by themselves, which made it hard for people to tell their identities.

Their appearance and clothing looked like farmers, but many people were carrying artificial leather bags in their hands, which made them look like rural cadres or teachers.

They were all very silent, but with so many people gathering here, it was inevitable that they would make some noise, which was why Su Xinghui heard them.

Su Xinghui saw them take out a huge banner. On the banner were the words "Requesting the Municipal Government to properly solve the placement problem of community-run teachers." They propped up the banner with bamboo poles. Only then did Su Xinghui understand that these people were all community-run teachers.

That banner was shaking in the wind, making it hard for Su Xinghui to see the words on it clearly, and the hair of these community-run teachers was also fluttering in the wind, making their solemn expressions look somewhat desolate, or rather, tragic.

Su Xinghui put down the curtain and tore off all the paper strips on his face. Zhai Yingjie and the others also tore off the paper strips on their faces and put away the poker cards. Of course, they had also seen the situation outside from the window just now.

Su Xinghui said to Xia Song, "Xia Song, you call Secretary Shi and Mayor Wei, and then call Director Luo to tell them the situation."

Xia Song agreed and went to make the calls.

Su Xinghui opened the door and went out of the duty room. As soon as he went out, he felt the biting north wind blowing towards him, blowing on his face like a knife. Although it was already the seventh day of the lunar new year, it was not yet the beginning of spring, and in Baozhou City, it was still very cold.

These community-run teachers were dressed so thinly and came to the gate of the municipal government in such a biting north wind, standing quietly. If they hadn't suffered unbearable unfair treatment, they probably wouldn't have done this.

Come to think of it, this was already the second incident of blocking the municipal government that Su Xinghui had seen with his own eyes since he came to Baozhou City.

Su Xinghui walked out of the gate, and Zhai Yingjie and Yin Zhe followed behind him. Su Xinghui said to those community-run teachers, "Is there anything you want to come to the municipal government for? If you have anything, you can tell me. My name is Su Xinghui, and I am the Vice Mayor in charge of education work."

A leader among those community-run teachers, who looked at least fifty or sixty years old, said, "Are you Mayor Su? We are here to report the situation."

Su Xinghui said gently, "Report what situation?"

That person tremblingly took out a stack of material papers from his artificial leather bag and handed them to Su Xinghui. Su Xinghui took the material papers, handed them to Zhai Yingjie behind him, and then said to that person, "What is your name? How about this, let's go into the conference room and talk slowly. It's too cold outside."

It was indeed very cold today. Although these community-run teachers were also wearing cotton-padded jackets, they still looked thin. They were shivering in the cold wind one by one, and the sight was heartbreaking.

That person said, "My name is Guo Houde. Mayor Su, we won't go in. We can just talk to you outside."

Su Xinghui smiled and said, "Teacher Guo, let's go in. It's really too cold outside. I can't stand it even after standing for a long time."

In fact, Su Xinghui was not afraid of the cold; he was also wearing a down jacket. However, he really felt sorry for these community-run teachers. But he also knew that these people had their own self-esteem, and their clothes were too rustic, so they didn't want to enter the municipal government. Therefore, he could only say that he was cold so that they would agree to go in and talk.

Guo Houde hesitated for a moment, discussed with the others, and then nodded, "Mayor Su, since you are also cold, let's go in and talk."

Su Xinghui opened the gate and let these community-run teachers all go in. He brought them all into the large conference room. There was heating in the large conference room, and it was warm as soon as they went in. Everyone felt much more energetic. They looked curiously at the furnishings in the large conference room. The banner of the previous municipal government commendation meeting was still hanging in front of the rostrum of the conference room.

Su Xinghui asked Zhai Yingjie, Yin Zhe, and Xia Song, who had just arrived, to take all the snacks from the duty room to here and brew tea for these community-run teachers. Those snacks were not enough, so he also asked Xia Song to go to his home and bring the local specialties he brought yesterday to the conference room, just as if it were a tea party.

Su Xinghui's enthusiasm made Guo Houde somewhat at a loss. He said, "Mayor Su, don't be so polite. We are not guests."