Chen Shu was transferred from the Provincial Party Committee General Office to Pingyuan County, and the whole county was waiting to see the joke.
What tricks can a secretary who writes materials do?
He turned over the ledger for three years without saying a word.
At the team meeting, he slapped the data on the table: "The purchase price of building materials is 30% higher than that of surrounding areas, and three shell companies took turns winning the bid. This is not doing business, this is closing down to eat meat."
From Pingyuan to Dongzhou, from Jingnan to the provincial capital. Everywhere he went, he did the same thing—open the ledger and the door.
When someone shoved money, he returned it; when someone approved the card, he shouldered it; when someone set up a trap to make false accusations, he exposed every account in the sun.
An enamel jar has been repaired for seventeen years without breaking; a book called "The Fifteenth Year of Wanli" can be turned over with rough edges; a door always leaves a crack - the wind will not hurt anyone, and closing the door will not make people feel depressed.
He measured from the old table in the township to the provincial party committee office building. What he measured was not the official rank, but a yardstick.
"Where the rules can't reach, I will go there."
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