The brightly lit former cotton mill, and now in Yunzhong Cultural Square, there are crowds of people holding slogans, policemen, and people watching the fun, occupying a huge square. (Ye Zi·You~You)

Many people in the center of the venue held their arms, looking cold, and more people were filled with righteous indignation, holding long banners, and shouting angrily the slogan "Give us justice."

At first glance, there were more than 300 people blocking the square. I am afraid that half of the Yuan Guomang Factory was here. At the front of the entire crowd was a cripple man sitting in a wheelchair. With this person in front of the front, no one of the dozen police officers next to him came forward, obviously he was helpless with such a situation.

Originally, at 5 or 6 pm in winter, the night had already been pulled up, and the light was not enough to see the surrounding situation. However, most of the facilities in Yunzhong Square had been renovated. At this moment, it was a time of bright lights. Speaking of which, without the lighting of these lights, the workers would not have gathered so smoothly and made such a big noise.

At this moment, these dazzling lights actually looked a bit ironic.

Jiang Jianmo, the Municipal Public Security Bureau and some people from the Propaganda Department met in the square. When several people who came towards him saw Jiang Jianmo's arrival, their originally worried face improved slightly, but when they heard the screams and scoldings suddenly burst out from there, they immediately turned dark and cold sweats were rising.

"What kind of shabby official? If you don't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes! In the past, you sold the assets in the factory to private enterprises, but you didn't care about the life or death of us. Now you have sold all the land! A factory sold in two times, but we workers didn't get a penny. What kind of world is this?"

"That is, it was said that it was an auction of state-owned assets. Regardless of the matters of us, the resettlement fee was not enough to wipe it out. So what should I say now? Didn't this venue be used as resettlement land? It was sold to those unscrupulous businessmen!"

"Look for the government! Where are the government officials? Don't you come to solve the problems for the people?"

The last sentence that broke out in the crowd was the culprit that made the police and government staff present scared: "I heard that it was the current municipal party secretary who insisted on building this cultural square. Everyone knows how rich the oil and water in the construction project is. You still don't know what's going on?"

"Just make money by yourself, regardless of the lives of the people, we will sue you!"

The shouting in the middle of the square was clearly reached by Jiang Jianmo. Almost everyone present was very sensitive and could smell the strange smell from this incident.

Originally, laid-off workers gathered to cause trouble, which is also a common occurrence in recent years. However, everyone usually focuses on the original unit leaders, at most, it is implicated in the civil affairs personnel responsible for laid-off resettlement, or the Economic Commission responsible for enterprise restructuring and restructuring.

But now these people from the national cotton mills directly regard Jiang Jianmo as the target of attack. If no one deliberately guided him, how could such a thing happen?

Many people look for the mayor to seek justice, but so blatantly treating his parents as the target of attack made everyone present feel scared.

After hearing the workers' shouts, Jiang Jianmo said nothing, Secretary Tang next to him stood up excitedly: "Captain Xu, Director Liu, is this what you do? Not only did he not appease the masses, he also led to conflicts between cadres and the masses, and made people spill dirty water on Secretary Jiang! You are dereliction of duty..."

When the director of the Propaganda Department heard this, he was not stable. He immediately shouted with a bitter face and said injustice: "Secretary Tang, this is really an accident. When we first came, these people were just sitting quietly and didn't make any noise!"

Although Captain Xu next to him was also frightened, his performance was much calmer than Director Liu: "Yes, Secretary Jiang can ask the police below. At the beginning, these people did not come, but just shouted that they would be fair and to solve their meal problems, and did not point the finger at the city leaders."

There were also police cars rushing here, and the sound of sirens whine from afar.

With such a big noise, it is naturally impossible not to disturb the surrounding residents. On the upper floor of Jingfu Shopping Mall opposite, many residents have opened the windows and pointed at it. Some people even came down from behind the building and prepared to come and see what happened. And on the side of the old city, more residents walked out of their homes and stood on the side of the road and watched in different ways.

"Secretary! Please give orders quickly and draw some police forces over. Don't let these rumors spread!" Tang Mingwei looked at his secretary anxiously, then glanced at the crowd in the distance with his eyes blazing, and couldn't help but beg.

Jiang Jianmo was also anxious inside, but he could not see anything unusual on the surface. He just assigned Director Liu to do ideological work, and his eyes looked at the old neighborhood from time to time, as if waiting for something.

This time, when laid-off workers caused trouble, these people did not go to the former leader of the unit, or the Yuezhou Economic Commission, the manager of the asset auction of the National Cotton Factory, but pointed their finger at Siyue and himself. (Ye Zi·You~You)

What does this mean? I’m afraid that a police officer present will understand the tricks inside.

At this time, relying solely on the police will have what role it can only aggravate the deterioration of the incident and escalate the conflict.

Since some people are determined to make a big deal, they cannot be afraid of being involved. If they are afraid of causing negative effects and repeatedly take strict measures, they are afraid that they will just fulfill their wishes.

After waiting for a while, Rogo's car drove into the square with ease. As soon as the car stopped, a fat figure jumped down and almost staggered to the ground.

"Secretary Jiang, I'm so sorry to cause trouble for you!" Rogo saw Jiang Jianmo being surrounded by everyone, so he hurried over. When he was in public, he still hid his familiarity with Jiang Jianmo.

At this moment, a faint voice came from over there, "Where is Secretary Jiang? Why haven't Secretary Jiang come to solve the problem yet?", which immediately changed Rogo's face.

He originally thought that today's incident was self-organized by some dissatisfied cotton mill employees, but he did not expect that even Jiang Jianmo would be involved.

"I won't say anything extra. I'll cooperate with me to do a good job in comforting the masses. Do you have confidence?" Jiang Jianmo looked at Rogo seriously, but after looking carefully, there was still a trace of worry and concern in his eyes.

They are full of passion and forgetfulness, so there is no need to say that there are many. So, accompanied by the public security police and the staff of the propaganda department, the old and the old walked towards the crowd gathered there first.

Seeing someone coming over and still like a leader, the crowd there calmed down for a while, and then a more intense shout broke out: "Call Secretary Jiang out! Let him explain it to all of us!"

"We are not allowed to sell our resettlement land to unscrupulous businessmen!"

"You don't need to coax us anymore. If Secretary Jiang doesn't come today, we won't leave!"

Facing the eyes and shouting of the crowd, Jiang Jianmo took Rogo to a huayuan. Seeing his aura accumulated over the years, those who were causing trouble unknowingly kept their voices.

After taking a portable loudspeaker handed over by the person next to him, Jiang Jianmo cleared his throat: "Don't make trouble for now, I am Jiang Jianmo. If you have any problems or problems, today we opened the face-to-face talk. I promise here that if a person's problem is not solved, I will not go back to spend the night today!"

There were noises everywhere. Although these people were clamoring to see Jiang Jianmo, when he was really standing in front of him, no one dared to take the lead in the face of the long-term accumulated power and demeanor.

A group of people were talking excitedly below for a long time, and Jiang Jianmo was not in a hurry to urge him. Until the end, the middle-aged man who had been sitting in a wheelchair came in with the car.

"Secretary Jiang, we are not intentionally trying to cause trouble. Now as long as we have some food to eat, who would be willing to fight with the government?" After the middle-aged man said this, someone echoed: "That's right, there is only a few compensation fees for laid-offs, and now he has given the land for the resettlement housing construction to others, so how can we live."

"Since everyone said that, can I ask a question first?" Jiang Jianmo knew that the other party could not lead the conversation at this time, and without waiting for these people to nod, he did not answer and asked: "The National Cotton Factory Asset Auction and your decision to lay off the job were made the resolution two years ago. Why didn't you go to your factory leaders and the Economic Commission staff at that time?"

Some people can't speak immediately. They can't say that they were encouraged, so they chose to make trouble at this time, right?

But the middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair waved his hand and cut off Jiang Jianmo's words: "Secretary Jiang, you said just now that you are here to solve the problem for us, but now you don't admit it? So what about the auction two years ago? In short, it's not that you haven't done your job well."

Jiang Jianmo looked at the man with some vigilance, but the expression on his face remained unchanged: "Okay, what you said makes sense. Even if the National Cotton Factory was auctioned before I took office, I really should solve the problem now. But it is not better for you to go to the petition office for such a thing? Why do you gather here?"

"What's the use of the petition office?" Someone below hummed embarrassedly: "It won't solve the problem even if you go there ten thousand times. Besides, this land is ours. If you sell it to someone else, why can't we say it!"

Jiang Jianmo was both angry and funny, pointing to the man and said, "The National Cotton Factory was originally a state-owned asset, let alone the land in the factory! This land has been recycled and registered by the Land and Resources Bureau since your factory was reorganized and auctioned. How can it be said that it is yours?"

"Why isn't ours? At that time, this opinion was put forward at the staff meeting as a land for fundraising and building houses in the future. At that time, the original factory leaders also agreed! Now they went to other places to continue their leisurely life, so you won't admit it?"

When Jiang Jianmo heard someone say this, he turned his head behind him. Secretary Tang next to him came forward early and whispered: "I just asked Director Liu that when the National Cotton Factory was reorganized the year before yesterday, their factory leaders said these words, but the most important thing is that Director Luo of the Economic Commission also made this noise."

"Don't mess around! Make a wish to employees casually, who gives them this right?" Jiang Jianmo groaned: "Where are the former leaders of the National Cotton Factory now?"

"One private enterprise that was rehired to Jiangning, and the other two were transferred to the First Textile Factory at the same level."

Jiang Jianmo nodded and stopped talking. When the crowd below saw Jiang Jianmo like this, they felt that they had the right to do so, and they became more and more clamored: "That's right, if you don't believe it, please ask, how did they agree to the reform when they were reorganized. Now, you will sell our land to others as soon as you come. Why?"

"That's right, are you changing your orders every day? It's just a statement. Just turn Yuezhou into your own!"

The scene started to get mixed up again for a while. This so-called resettlement land was originally neither legal nor reasonable. It can even be said that it was a blank check made by the leaders of the National Cotton Factory, as well as the leaders of the Economic Commission responsible for enterprise reform, for their own personal gain.

But these people at the bottom don’t care so much. Sometimes they are very likely to go into dead ends, just to recognize one truth - you must do what you promise, or you will deceive the people.

Moreover, these people were deliberately incited by those who were interested. I think they had been guided by others before, but now they have been slapped with a reason, which really makes Jiang Jianmo suffer.

Of course, he could directly deal with this matter in theory and law. The so-called staff meeting and the conditions agreed by the former leader of the National Cotton Factory had no law to support it. Even if this incident was suppressed, no one could find any mao disease.

But the most important thing now is that even if no one can pick out mao disease, people who are irrelevant afterwards will definitely be inseparable from the slander.

For example, Jiang Jianmo did not pay attention to working methods, and rumors such as deepening the opposition between cadres and the masses.

In the past, Jiang Jianmo would not put these words in his ears, but he is currently at a subtle juncture. If he gets too much criticism, he will inevitably have opinions about his lack of ability under the influence of the public.
Chapter completed!