The soul traveled through Qi Tongwei and ruined Liang Ping's dream of living a comfortable life

Sun Liancheng continued, "Besides, since last month, the Xinyue Reservoir has been transferred to the County Water Affairs Bureau by the County Government. Our Xinyue government no longer has the authority to connect to the pipeline. If we want to connect, we need the consent of the County Water Affairs Bureau."

"Is this true?" Qi Tongwei looked at Sun Liancheng in confusion.

Lin Taiping slapped his head and said, "Oh, how could I have forgotten about this?"

"Tongwei, Mayor Sun is right. Last month, the county government decided to transfer the Xinyue Reservoir to the Water Affairs Bureau. We in Xinyue have no right to interfere."

Dai Yunfei also added, "Secretary Qi, the Water Affairs Bureau is very protective of their shortcomings. They finally got a reservoir pipe with great difficulty, and now they are protecting it like a treasure. If there is no benefit, they will not let us connect the pipe."

Qi Tongwei didn't think this was a difficult task. What about the Water Authority? It was just a matter of a phone call. He was only thinking about how to get the funds.

The money for this pipeline project is not much more than the money from the police station. If it was a little less, I could pay for it out of my own pocket. But if I pay for this project worth tens of millions out of my own pocket, I won’t be able to explain it clearly when the time comes.

"Secretary Lin, Mayor Sun, don't worry about the Water Affairs Bureau. I will go to the county to coordinate."

"Now it's the funding issue. Let's all think of a solution and put our heads together."

Wang Lang is not a member of the Party Committee. He was specifically asked by Qi Tongwei to attend the meeting. Seeing that Qi Tongwei had spoken, he naturally had to express his opinion.

After thinking for a while, an idea suddenly occurred to him, "Secretary Lin, Mayor Sun, Secretary Qi"

"I think we can raise funds. This pipeline project will benefit thousands of households. I believe the people will definitely support it. We have 20,000 households in Xinyue, 18,000 of which are in rural areas and 2,000 in the town."

"Each household in the countryside can donate 5 yuan, and each household in the town can donate 10 yuan. We can also raise funds in the town. Each deputy section-level cadre and above can donate 500 yuan, each section-level cadre can donate 300 yuan, and each section member can donate 100 yuan."

"And the teachers can also do some work, each person can donate 20 yuan."

"All in all, it should be at least 200,000 or 300,000 yuan."

After hearing this, Qi Tongwei immediately expressed his support, "I think Deputy Mayor Wang's proposal is good and has great potential."

"This pipeline project will benefit the present and future generations. I believe that as long as we explain it clearly to the people and do a good job, they will definitely support it. The Chinese people are the most politically conscious and united."

Lin Taiping was stunned. "Deputy Mayor Wang, what you said makes sense, but have you ever thought that it is not easy to take the money from ordinary people, especially some people in the countryside. They are stubborn and it is harder than climbing to the sky to ask them to donate money for repairs."

Lin Taiping worked his way up from the grassroots level step by step and has witnessed all kinds of monsters and demons at the grassroots level. He understands that if you do a good job on the pipeline project, no one will praise you, they will think it is what you should do. But if you do not do it well and something goes wrong, you will be condemned and become the target of public criticism.

Sun Liancheng took psychology as an elective course in college, and he knew the book "Weakness of Human Nature" by heart.

"Secretary Lin is right. This is the bad nature of the Chinese. I think we should use a car to transport the goods. When the people see it, they will think we are doing something practical. If we ask them to donate money, the nature of the matter will change."

Qi Tongwei felt that what Lin Taiping and Sun Liancheng said made some sense, but he had a system, was the son of destiny, and was a rare talent among men. If he didn't do something great, how could he be worthy of his identity as a congenitally advanced holy body.

"Secretary Lin, Mayor Sun, what you said does make some sense, but in my opinion, based on history, the Chinese people have never been ambiguous when it comes to major issues."

"If the people are unwilling to donate, it must be because we haven't explained it clearly. As long as we use every penny on the project and on benefiting the people, I think the people will still support it."

"I propose that the town set up a fundraising group, with Mayor Sun as the group leader, me as the deputy group leader, and Comrade Wang Lang as the office director. We will split into three groups, with Mayor Sun responsible for coordinating the various villages and offices and serving as the general commander."

"I am responsible for going to the Water Affairs Bureau to communicate with the county to coordinate matters related to pipeline transportation."

"Comrade Wang Lang is responsible for fundraising and doing a good job of ideological work among the masses, so that they can donate willingly. If they are really unwilling, don't force them. The channels that should be used should still be used. Don't treat them differently just because they don't donate."

Seeing that Qi Tongwei had made up his mind, Lin Taiping had no choice but to nod and say, "In that case, let's do as Tongwei says. I'll also go to the county to see if I can get some funds."

Dai Yunfei also nodded and said, "I'll go to the town's enterprises to see if I can squeeze out some more money."

Sun Liancheng was helpless, "Okay, let's do it this way"

……

After the meeting, Qi Tongwei called Wang Lang to his office. He had his reasons for assigning the most complicated and important work to Wang Lang.

"Secretary Qi, what's the matter?"

Qi Tongwei motioned for Wang Lang to sit down. "Old Wang, this time I took the initiative to entrust you with the most complicated fundraising task. Do you have any complaints?"

Wang Lang shook his head repeatedly, "Secretary Qi, how could that be? Didn't you say that in revolutionary work, only the division of labor is different? No matter what we do, we are serving the people."

"Since you have entrusted me with the task of fundraising, you naturally want to give me the burden and hope that I can achieve results."

Qi Tongwei smiled slightly. Wang Lang was indeed a stock manager with more than ten years of experience. He had a very thorough understanding of the issues.

"Old Wang, I'm glad you think this way. I just want you to make some achievements. When the time is right and you have made some achievements, I can recommend you to join the Party Committee."

"Qi... Secretary Qi"

Wang Lang was somewhat moved. "Secretary Qi, as the saying goes, there are many good horses, but few good horse trainers."

"I, Wang Lang, have waited for more than ten years, and finally you, my mentor, have come. Don't worry, I will not let you down. I will complete this fundraising work with quality and quantity, and will give you a satisfactory result. I will never let you down."

"Well..." Qi Tongwei nodded with satisfaction, "Old Wang, go ahead and do your job well, not only for yourself, but also for the 80,000 people in Xinyue."

Wang Lang bowed deeply to Qi Tongwei, then retreated respectfully.

Looking at Wang Lang's departing back, Qi Tongwei sighed inwardly: A man will die for his confidant, a woman will dress up to please herself, and the same is true in the officialdom.

As night falls, the crescent-shaped streets are dotted with twinkling lights. Although they are not as prosperous as those in big cities, they are full of warmth.

Qi Tongwei was just about to go back to his apartment to rest when the phone on the table suddenly rang.

"Hello, I'm Qi Tongwei"