"So! In the days when our village committee worked hard and thought about the future development direction day and night, we finally found the way out of Hongmen village!"

Gu Zheng: you lied. It was my idea!

The protest was invalid and unknown.

The people at the bottom have been listening to Director Ma on the stage with bated breath.

A more professional and more complete giant drawing that tends to be formal than Gu Zheng was also pushed up by the village party secretary who has been making the background board.

This eloquent sister Ma only used the simplest words to let the people below know that their work is not in vain and their money is not spent in vain.

If this traditional folk commercial street can be transformed, it goes without saying that the vendors who rely on setting up stalls here for a living are the first direct beneficiaries.

Since then, they no longer have to eat and sleep in the open air, rub against the public market shed, and run around like a dog twisted by the administrator and urban management.

And they don't need to ask their parents to tell their grandmother to pay those huge market rental fees. They just need to hand them over to the neighborhood committee to maintain the very reasonable management fee of the street.

And their identity, like a carp jumping over the dragon's gate, will become an independent and legal hawker with shelter from the wind and rain!

What a beautiful plan!

The aborigines in this village are happy with it.

With the improvement of living conditions and the disguised development of village business, my mother no longer has to worry that my external rent is too low when my house is rented.

Everyone is happy and happy.

When there was a flood of applause, Gu Zheng, sitting on the pony, knew that most of the people here had been brainwashed successfully.

Fortunately, sister Ma is extremely correct in her three views and jealous of evil. Whenever she embarks on the "Kangzhuang" Avenue of MLM, she must be a super leader who can shake the national level when she is arrested.

Didn't you see that now, after the meeting, the queue of volunteers at the transformation registration point is almost long?

In the humble donation box, a lot of money was put in for $10.50, and the village branch secretary, who is still ranking with the good news of primary school students, is registering one by one.

Zhao Dalong: Donate 200

Li Defa: volunteer to work for one month.

and so on.

The event developed into the current situation, which was the most perfect state expected by Gu Zheng. At this time, he just had eye contact with the cigarette gun facing him from a distance, and a person suddenly stood behind him.

"Gu Zheng, come with me."

It was from the beginning to the end of the mobilization meeting that he was like a caged gourd, a silent urban management representative, uncle Fu Sheng Fu.

"I have something to do with you. I'll see you after Town God's Temple."

"Hey! OK!"

Absolutely cooperate with the government.

Gu Zheng, who dragged 250000 people in other worlds, smiled sincerely on his face at this time.

When the two people came to the back wall of the ruined temple where no one came and the weeds withered, they could finally let their ears pay their living quietly and tell their intentions.

"I heard that the proposal of this basic planning was conceived and put forward by you at the beginning?"

"You also connect most of the retail merchants here?"

"Yes!"

"That's good! I received a call from director Ma Dongqing last night and reported the preliminary plan of Hongmen village at the first time."

"The leaders above attach great importance to this. You know, this is the hardest hit area of urban management."

"Do you know how many years I've worked here and haven't been promoted?"

"Ten years! Ten years!"

Why does it sound so sad?

When Gu Zheng was in his early teens, comrade Fu Sheng was still chasing the car selling mutton kebabs. Now, he looked fearless, that is, a string of vendors walked past him... Then he would catch one or two.

So, the kind Gu Zheng comforted: "Uncle Fu, everything will be fine!"

"Of course!" said Fu Sheng. He perked up, patted Gu Zheng on the shoulder and told him a good news: "your credit will not be erased!"

"Our urban management team needs talents like you very much."

"If the rectification of Hongmen village is successful, I can't do it alone."

"And my position will be promoted to the team leader of the management team. Naturally, I also need to have my own people, don't I?"

"So I helped you submit your application to join the Hongmen village team of the urban management brigade in advance."

"Congratulations, Gu Zheng. From today on, if you like, after signing this employment contract and relevant materials, you will become a part of the city manager and join the big family of our urban management team!"

"What?" after Gu Zheng was stunned, he subconsciously took over a stack of relevant materials taken out by Uncle Fu Sheng from his bag.

The other party also kindly reminded him: "after filling in, go to our brigade and submit a copy of relevant materials to the personnel management department."

After hearing this sentence, Gu Zheng reacted. He quickly began to clatter through the information in his hand. After seeing the part of the employment contract, he was relieved.

Oh, fortunately, they are temporary workers, not within the establishment, that is, those who always carry the black pot in the news.

But there are temporary benefits.

The working time is free. You don't have to punch in and punch out. It's a resident population in Hongmen village. As long as you're on duty during the inspection.

It's a fool not to do this good thing.

It's a decent job to say when you have money. When you do your own intermediary business, you add a third of your confidence.

Urban management!

I can't scare the vendors here. I laugh at them!

Gu Zheng, who no longer hesitated, nodded at Uncle Fu Sheng and said gratefully, "thank uncle Fu for thinking of me. Such good things take me with him."

Fu Sheng, on the other side, pulled the bag again. He didn't adapt to Gu Zheng's politeness at this time: "at least I watched you grow up."

"At the beginning, I was tired of chasing, and you gave me a bottle of water. Let me be slippery. Don't kill yourself."

Can Gu Zheng say it was ironic at the beginning? Of course not. He just watched happily. After finishing his business, uncle Fu Sheng went away. After he couldn't see anyone, he shook his fist: "yes!"