Everything is as usual. The township zf compound has not changed much after the end of the year. It seems to be busy, but in fact it is mediocre. This is what Feng Yishan said at the meeting at work. Feng Yishan patted the table on the rostrum of the conference and spit out loud. He said that in such a big town, why is tax issues lagging behind every year and not improving every year?

As soon as the meeting ended, Ma Xiaole knocked on the door of Feng Yishan's office.

"Captain Feng, are you busy?" Ma Xiaole was respectful.

"Oh, Xiaoma, just say anything." Feng Yishan half-lying in the sofa chair, "Xiaoma, it seems that after the New Year, I've grown several times more energetic!"

Ma Xiaole thought to herself, how could it be bad? The puppy whip solved the life-threatening matter, so it would be very refreshing. It would be hard to think about it! "Cometown Mayor Feng, you should have the New Year, or you would be excited about your work!" Ma Xiaole laughed.

"Ha, very good! Very good! Being excited about work means that you, Ma Xiaole, have a future!" Feng Yishan laughed and picked up the cigarette on the table to take out one, "Come on, Xiaoma, just say this to you, smoke a cigarette."

"Ouch!" Ma Xiaole quickly walked over, stretched out his hands to take the cigarette, "Guest Feng, I should smoke it for you, why do you want you to take the cigarette? But, my cigarette is not of high quality, maybe you are still smoking!" Ma Xiaole took the cigarette, quickly took out the lighter, and lit the cigarette for Feng Yishan with a "splash".

"Ha, you guy." Feng Yishan smiled, "He is very active and his mouth is like oil. If he can bend down and do something practical, there will definitely be a way in the future!"

"Guest Feng, I have been engraving your teachings in my heart for a long time, and I have been thinking about the practical things all day long." Ma Xiaole took a sip of cigarettes and walked to the sofa where the guests sat down. He was very cool in the ashtray on the coffee table in front of me. "Guest Feng, I think there is a way to try the tax matter you told me about the New Year."

"Oh, what's the way? Tell me!" Feng Yishan was very interested and leaned forward from the sofa chair.

"Captain Feng, there are 15 villages in Shadun Township. This is the big one. If each village can take out 10,000 yuan, then half of the tax will be solved. If 20,000 yuan is paid, then 300,000 yuan will be solved?" Ma Xiaole spoke very seriously, but his excited expression naturally showed.

However, Feng Yishan did not show any excitement after hearing this, "Oh, Xiaoma, I have thought about this method a long time ago. I used it several years ago, but the effect is not very good. The village party secretary said that the village had no money, and they came to find each other. At most, they would take out a thousand or two thousand. Is there any use?"

Ma Xiaole was not surprised to hear this. On this issue, he and Fan Baofa had already discussed it. In fact, the village is not that there is no money, but that they are unwilling to pay. Otherwise, can the village cadres still eat and drink so much that they can't drink? Also, what else can the village party secretary do? Look at almost all the village party secretary. Who was the village party secretary the first year and couldn't afford a big tiled house the next year, which means he is a bear!

"Captain Feng, as far as I know, the village has no money." Ma Xiaole spoke very carefully, and looked at Feng Yishan's face while saying that. If he didn't meet, he would stop and leave quickly and would not be embarrassed.

"I know this, but the village just said that there was nothing to do. You can't take people to snipe their account books." Feng Yishan seemed helpless about this.

"Captain Feng, I see that those village party secretaries are used to being loose." Ma Xiaole pressed the cigarette butt and wiped out. "As the saying goes, if you don't whip, horses won't run, and if you don't slap, you won't hang, it's time to put a tight curse on those village party secretaries."

Feng Yishan seemed to feel fresh when he heard this, "What kind of tight curse should I put on?"

"Guard Feng, think about it, the county has issued tax indicators to our township. If it fails, it will be backward and will be criticized. Can you bear it?" Ma Xiaole took out his cigarette, pulled out one and sent it to Feng Yishan.

Feng Yishan took the cigarette, but didn't lit it, and put it on the table casually, "What can I do if I can't stand it? I have to bear it with a calm face."

Ma Xiaole lit a cigarette himself and took a deep breath, "Groupe Mayor Feng, don't be angry. If the county says that no matter which township, if the tax task cannot be completed, all collective and individual evaluations will be cancelled in the first year and will be taken directly in the second year!" Ma Xiaole stopped here and looked at Feng Yishan, "In this case, can you not find any way to complete the task well?"

Feng Yishan looked at Ma Xiaole, blinked his eyes, and slapped the table suddenly, "Okay, Xiaoma, this method is powerful!" After saying that, he picked up his cigarette box and took out one and threw it to Ma Xiaole, "Come on, smoke me!"

Feng Yishan lit a cigarette, a little excited, but also a little doubtful, "Xiaoma, but no township has ever used this method yet. Will it be a bit unavailable? If the above blames it, it will be a big burden."

"What are you going to do?" Ma Xiaole was able to accept his suggestions when he saw Feng Yishan, and was a little excited. "Guard Feng, it's not at all. We just use direct and effective methods to solve major problems, because the village is not without money. If there is no money, maybe our approach is a bit over."

Feng Yishan pondered for a while, said yes, and asked Ma Xiaole to go back and take the whole material on the matter. Ma Xiaole complained secretly, saying it was easy to say, but if you had to write it down with a pen, you felt it was difficult. Feng Yishan saw the embarrassed look on Ma Xiaole's face, "Xiaoma, what's wrong, are you in trouble?"

"No, no." Ma Xiaole stood up and prepared to say goodbye, "I just feel a little unfamiliar with my pen."

"What a miserable thing? A high school student, writing something is a problem?" Feng Yishan said with a smile, "I have read the meeting minutes you made. The small characters are written very well. I believe your pen. Go back and give me a complete set of materials. Finally, I have to post a document based on it, so that those village party secretaries can study hard!"

After leaving Feng Yishan's office, Ma Xiaole felt something was wrong when he arrived at the secretary's office, and his desk disappeared.

Just as he was wondering, Ma Xiaole saw Wu Yihong waving to him outside the window, and walked out.

"Xiaoma, I'll help you adjust the office!" Wu Yihong looked happy.

When Ma Xiaole heard this, hehe, Wu Yihong really did what he said, "Oh, Director Wu is really troubled you. This matter really reassures you."

"I am also considering the overall work situation. I need to create a stable and united working environment so that work can achieve results." Wu Yihong looked at Ma Xiaole with a flattering look.

Ma Xiaole understood that this woman thinks of men just like a man, and she can’t wait to find ways. Since this is the case, why not make full use of ready-made conditions? "Director Wu, I want to trouble you if you have something." Ma Xiaole looked at Wu Yihong and looked gentle.

When Wu Yihong was seen like this, she immediately became delicate, "Xiao Ma, why are you talking about trouble? What's the matter?"

Ma Xiaole looked around and whispered: "I just talked to Township Chief Feng. He told me that I would get some information and I would post a message based on it." Ma Xiaole looked around again, "Director Wu, you know I have no experience in that area, I want to..."

"I want me to write for you, right?" Wu Yihong laughed, "Is it inconvenient to speak? Come inside and just take a look at your office."

Wu Yihong took Ma Xiaole to an empty room, with three desks, one of which was Ma Xiaole's. "You are the only one in this room now, and the treatment is good. I don't have a separate office yet."

"What's the name of this office?" Ma Xiaole sat down at his desk, without Ji Yuanhua next to him, and suddenly felt relaxed.

"Also called ZF Office." Wu Yihong smiled proudly, "Now there are more and more secretary, and one office can be crowded. Isn't it just right to divide it into two!"

"You said this to Township Mayor Feng, right?" Ma Xiaole smiled and said, "Secretary Feng is good to you."

When Feng Yishan was mentioned, Wu Yihong became alert and immediately changed the topic, "What materials did you say just now to write?"

"It's a tax matter. To put it bluntly, it's a matter of money. I'll give tasks to every village. If I complete it, I will step down if I don't finish it!" Ma Xiaole said this without any ambiguity. He had to do it well, which was also the first time he showed up.

"Haha, it's amazing, Xiaoma, I've been in the village for so many years, and I haven't heard of losing my official position in the village if I can't pay the money." Wu Yihong held her arms, thinking that Ma Xiaole was joking.

"What's going on hasn't started?" Ma Xiaole knocked on the table, "This is the beginning! Township Mayor Feng has agreed and just talked to him."

"Oh, you said this is the real thing?" Wu Yihong put down her arms and was very serious.

Ma Xiaole is not careless either. "It's true that Township Chief Feng will look at this material tomorrow, so I want to ask you for help. It should be easy for you to write the material for so many years."

"Let's do this, Xiaoma, I think it's your writing. I'll just watch it from the side. Ask me if you have anything, it's good for you. Sooner or later, you must learn to write materials, otherwise you can still do it in the office?" Wu Yihong looked at Ma Xiaole, and she was very sincere.

Ma Xiaole is right to think about it. If you can’t write materials as a secretary, that’s a big deal. “Okay, Director Wu, but I’ll bother you.”

"What's that? Isn't it natural to help you young and young?" Wu Yihong bent down with a smile and lay on Ma Xiaole's desk. "Come to the office after dinner tonight? I'll guide you alone!"

"Okay, that's it, I'll definitely get it done tonight." Ma Xiaole nodded and said happily.

Ma Xiaole and Wu Yihong's interesting jokes aroused Ji Yuanhua's displeasure. He came to the door and knocked on the door, "Sister Wu, you are here, no wonder you can't find you."

"Oh, Xiaoji, what's the matter?" Wu Yihong stood up straight and walked to the door to ask Ji Yuanhua.

"It's nothing. There is a material to check it out." Ji Yuanhua looked at Ma Xiaole as he spoke, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. Ma Xiaole had listened to Wu Yihong's teachings before and tried not to have any holidays with Ji Yuanhua, so Ma Xiaole only glanced at him and lowered his head to tidy up the drawer, not looking at him.

Ji Yuanhua looked bored and left with Wu Yihong.

"It's enough to be a mother!" Ma Xiaole took out a book "Must Reading of Secretary" from the drawer and slammed it on the table, "I will kill you one day!"

After saying something angry, Ma Xiaole thought about Ji Yuanhua's eyes just now, and it seemed that it was not just disdain, but also a hint of cunning.
Chapter completed!