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Chapter 817 Shut up, we are militiamen

Dean Cha naturally couldn't come up with Yang Rui's authorization letter.

Although American Tobiles is so cute that he is very cute, he is extremely determined when it comes to money and contracts.

Similarly, when it comes to money, Dean Cha is also guilty.

The school department has no money, and the school department is not his own school department. There are ministerial-level deans above him. Below him, all the school department members have long begun to express their dissatisfaction.

Especially the academic committee members who should have supported him the most, Professor Cai from Peking University and Researcher Wu Hongbo from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, representing two big mountains. They have long expressed Dean Cha's dissatisfaction. Even if others did not say it, they would not like his way of robbing credit.

Originally, if he could get American money smoothly, at least he would achieve Sino-US cooperation, so he would be better off. At least, he would not spend so much money, so he could persist.

Unfortunately, the several bottom lines that Dean Cha had fantasized were broken through.

As the Spring Festival approached, Dean Cha and several other team leaders found that the situation not only did not improve, but also began to deteriorate.

Their psychology of working overtime during the Spring Festival and achieving some results was broken by the extremely realistic money factor. Americans did not give money, but the money that the Dean could use was used in order to allocate it to Americans.

In this way, the cash flow of the five PCR-related project teams is equivalent to being cut off.

"For the sake of the present, I still have to find Yang Rui. I will go in person." After thinking about it, President Cha decided to conquer the world with his own personal charm.

As a technician, Dean Cha’s external image is actually good.

Unlike the obesity common to officials of the same era, Dean Cha is thin and tall, with a fair face. Although he is over 50 years old, he does not look old. Moreover, because he has been working in the academic department where intellectuals gather for many years, Dean Cha has practiced a strong art of persuasion. The so-called touching power is a kind of power of not pure words.

Although Dean Cha cannot take off his clothes when he wants to take off his clothes, and if he wants to take photos of others, Dean Cha has always had a trick for Muna's introverted scientific researchers. He once tried to make employees of subordinate units work all year round and voluntarily give up the annual leave. Although there are factors of the times, 365 days of continuous work, this pressure cannot be dispatched by simple collective honors, and it must be necessary to help maintain excellent political cadres.

In recent years, Dean Cha has focused on the main energy of the school department. When the proposal needs to be approved, he will try his best to win the votes.

Therefore, Dean Cha felt that his level of persuading people was increasing.

The only problem that needs to be solved is to find Yang Rui.

Fortunately, with the help of the Americans, Dean Cha drew Yang Rui's address from Tobiles in a few words - it was indeed in his hometown, Xizhaizi Township, Hedong Province.

"Go and buy tickets, buy air tickets, and then transfer trains and cars." Dean Cha made a decision without hesitation and called out: "Old Li stays at home, Lao Zhao, you and Xiao Zhang go with me."

Zhang Leshan immediately agreed.

Director Zhao said with some uncertainty: "Will this American lie to us? We have already inquired about Yang Rui's hometown, and we sent people there later, but there was no news."

"It's weird if there is news." Dean Cha recalled the words of his temporary classmate Lao Wu and said, "Yang Rui has some influence in Hedong Province. Their family is a local household, which is not simple."

"Is Yang Rui's family an official? I haven't heard of it." Director Zhao was extremely surprised.

"Yang Rui's father is the party secretary of the township party committee, and his grandfather is the commune secretary of Xizhaizi Township." After saying that, Dean Cha said again: "His father seems to have been transferred to the provincial investment promotion bureau, and he is at the deputy department level."

Director Zhao laughed and laughed: "What's the use of deputy director level?"

By level, he himself is at the level of the department.

The township party secretary did not even take it in Director Zhao's eyes. He curled his lips and said, "I think this is the case. I have a few classmates from Hedong Province, please come forward and go to Xizhaizi Township together."

Before the 1990s, universities were very useful in accumulating interpersonal relationships. For example, Director Zhao, his classmates basically worked within the system. Anyone who left the capital could be a regular department or deputy department. If they did well, they would become a department-level cadre.

For local farmers, the township party committee secretary and commune secretary are like local emperors, but as far as the cadres in the capital are concerned, the township party committee secretary or deputy department-level cadres can not be ignored if they are in charge. From their perspective, these are all grassroots at the grassroots level.

Director Zhao recalled a few names and said with greater confidence: "The person who went to inquire about the news is not good. Let's go in person. If you don't believe it, you won't be able to bring Yang Rui back."

President Cha glanced at Director Zhao and thought to himself: The Hedong Provincial Government may have to protect Yang Rui, why do you bring Yang Rui back?

On the surface, Dean Cha said: "We mainly talk about reason and we must convince people with virtue. We have a good talk with Yang Rui. No matter what, they are all children who grew up under the Hongqian flag, and they still know how to take the overall situation into consideration."

Dean Cha took Director Zhao and Zhang Leshan on the plane with a beautiful vision.

When the plane arrived in Pingjiang, the group stopped for a while, then took Director Zhao's classmate and boarded the train again.

I took the train for most of the day and took the bus again. I didn't arrive in Xizhaizi Township until the early morning.

This is a more backward agricultural town than the town of Westborough.

There is only one road in Xizhaizi Township before and after the government. To be more precise, it is the national highway in front of the government that is densely populated. It is about the structure of one store and one floor of residential buildings.

The main stores are national units such as supply and marketing cooperatives, grain offices, agricultural technology stations, and postal offices. Occasionally, one or two small shops are just fresh noodle shops, agricultural machinery repairs or small shops.

Several people drove the car and found the guesthouse next to the government, hurriedly completed the check-in procedures, and fell asleep.

The director of the school was used to soaking his feet before going to bed, and he fell asleep halfway through the soaking.

With the transportation conditions of 1985, it was harder to travel from the capital to the villages under Hedong Province in one go than to London.

The next day, several people slept in at the same time.

At about nine o'clock, the youngest Zhang Leshan woke up by urine and walked out of the dark wood-like guest room.

He rubbed his eyes sleepily, breathing in much fresher air than in the room, while stretching his waist to open the door of the small yard.

Two gun rods were inserted into his armpit without warning.

Zhang Leshan floated up his upper body and then suddenly shouted: "Who is it! Robbery!"

"Shut up. Who robbed you? We are from the Militia Company of Xizhaizi Township!" Two big men in military uniforms and holding rifles stood majestic at the door, exerting force on their arms, and using only the gun bar, they could not move Zhang Leshan.
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