At 8:30 in the morning, dozens of people came to the village committee one after another.

Not only did the streets come, but even the District Party Committee Organization Department, Municipal Government New District Office, and People's Congress and CPPCC have come.

Zhao Zhiqiang did not deliberately understand who those leaders were, but Xu Shulin, who had met him and the young girl Jiang Han, still greeted him with a smile.

Jiang Han obviously didn't expect Zhao Zhiqiang to say hello to him, his face turned slightly red and he nodded. He was a little panicked, and he unconsciously remembered the scar on his chest.

Just now, Zhao Zhiqiang received a text message from Li Shangbo. He learned a little about some situations. Last night, for the matter of Chang'an Village, Chengnan District brought the secretary, director of Tienan Street, and the secretary of Chang'an Village Zhang Weifa to hold a half-night meeting to study and determine the city party committee leaders' ideas for the pilot new construction of Chang'an Village.

Gu Meiyun and Pang Wenxian personally attended the meeting and arranged the arrangements. Deputy District Mayor He Dacheng made a key revision opinion. The revision case did not overturn any key concerns of the villagers in the original case, including some matters of demolition and land occupation and compensation. However, after several hours of research, the district and streets formed a relatively stable plan that could not only complete the arrangements of the city leaders, but also not violate the wishes of Chang'an villagers, but also promote the construction of the new district.

Although Li Shangbo didn't say it directly, Zhao Zhiqiang already knew that the announcement of the election conditions today was different from what he imagined, and it was different from some of the situations Wu Bing had inquired before, because he knew that Secretary Gu actually told the city that what he said at the meeting yesterday worked.

What kind of village building plan would it be?

Zhao Zhiqiang is also very interested.

Before the leader arrived, the village party secretary appeared at the gate of the village committee with a panda eye on his face.

Obviously, he was also frightened by so many people in front of him.

After searching in the crowd for a long time, he looked at Zhao Zhiqiang for a few more times, but asked, "Where is Zhao Tiejun, why didn't he come?"

Immediately, a person from Toutao Street stood up and said, "Secretary Zhang, Zhao Tiejun had an accident last night and went into a ditch and scratched his face. Now he is in the hospital. If there is anything to pass on the message, I will tell him on his behalf." The speaker was Zhao Guangyi, the uncle of Zhao Tiejun, and the brothers of Wufu, the former director Zhao Guangming.

"It's such a lazy donkey, there are so many things to do." After Zhang Weifa threw out a sentence, he hurried to the main venue of the current two-election meeting.

"Come on, the elected committee and the members of the village committee came into the house for a meeting. I will convey the spirit of the meetings in the district and streets last night. Before the superiors came, you will know what they thought. Oh, by the way, who is Zhao Zhiqiang?"

"I am, branch secretary." Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, looked at the old man in his sixties, touched his head, thinking, we are not as unique as Zhao Tiejun, but that guy's lies seem to be too lame.

He still didn't remember Zhao Zhiqiang, and he was not sure that the young man in old military uniform who had just glanced at him was the monkey child back then. It was really his opinion, damn, the city leader actually gave direct instructions to carry out a pilot project.

Although he didn't know how good or bad the pilot was, he could reach Tianting directly. This matter was fartted with a loud speaker and made a big noise.

There was light on his face. He could have a half-night meeting with the district party secretary and district mayor. How could he have lost his luck? These two boys, one can make peace with the other, and the other has ideas, are both not bad!

"Don't come in if you are participating in the election for director." Seeing Zhang Jike and Fu Jinghua, the two current village committee members and representatives, were about to enter the house, Zhang Weifa threw a message and closed the door.

Zhao Zhiqiang got back to the crowd. Yesterday, young people who had seen him on the side of Shenwu gathered around him and asked after asking. Someone wanted to test Zhao Zhiqiang's arm strength, leg strength, etc., and soon they got together.

Zhang Jike was a little nervous. His suit was very straight, but his leather shoes were covered with dust, which looked a little eye-catching.

Fu Jinghua's ordinary jacket, cotton jacket, military hooked cotton shoes, standing on the wall and smoking, telling jokes with other representatives.

In the district where we came early, all the officials in the township did not understand why such a village-level by-election were involved in the fun and supervision? What is the best way to supervise the election of this village chief?

"What mystery are they doing?" Some villagers who were sent by various groups to conduct hearings, witnesses or came completely voluntarily.

"I heard that because Zhao Guangming, a village-level corrupt official, had a very bad impact on the construction of the new district, the city designated districts and townships regarded our village as a key village. Not only did he send Deputy Director Jiang and his working group, but this election was supervised by the district organization department, Civil Affairs, New District Office, and People's Congress and the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. And you don't know, this village director election is not as loud as before or in other villages. "

"What else? Isn't it just for them to win votes?"

"Tsk, if you want to tell the news, it's my message..." A group of villagers were chatting, and a sound of a car came from outside the yard, and a group of village committee members hurriedly greeted them.

Ten minutes later, the chaotic crowd stood in several rows in an orderly manner. Because there was no larger conference room, it was in the open air here like yesterday.

Faced with the cold wind of about minus twenty degrees Celsius, Zhang Weifa warmly welcomed Deputy District Mayor He Dacheng, Deputy Director of the Organization Department of the District Organization Department, Secretary Zeng Xiaofeng of the Street, Director Li De and others, and soon asked Director Li De to announce the election conditions for the current village director of Chang'an Village.

It was too cold and I had a short story. Li De was no exception. He wanted to make a long talk, but after standing for three minutes, he decisively changed his mind. He cursed in his heart that this ghost village did not even have a large conference room?

Standing in front of the crowd, wiped his nose first, and then said, "Young and young men, I won't read the documents anymore. I'll say whatever I have. To say long stories, you can't listen to those words and sentences, and I turn my tongue as I read them. That's right, Chang'an Village is listed as the Chengnan New District, and is also one of the transformation villages for the construction of socialist new rural areas. Everyone knew that the village was incorporated into the demolition and renovation plan, but once Zhao Guangming's case happened, your village has become the focus of attention at the city and township levels. Because of the various interests you have, there is no village director to take the lead in doing it, and it is very messy. So the city ordered the district to arrange and deploy the village. Now the village reform plan has become a way to propose a proposal first and then set the direction, and hand over the power of how to build a new village to you."

coax……

The crowd immediately talked about it, which was like dumplings blooming in boiling water.

that power?

The people were confused, but power has always been in the hands of officials. What should I do to us?

"Stop! Don't lose your future when you hear the benefits. That's it. The person who proposes the proposal is these four candidates. In the end, which one gets more support and which plan wins. This is one. The second is that Zhao Tiejun and the other four have to complete the new village construction plan within one month, but also combine the new case plan with their own proposed new case plan to raise funds for village construction, attract sponsorship, and carry out projects. For every one million funds introduced, one point will be calculated. If the score is more, the funds will be deposited into the public account of the village construction funds in the form of first being in place, that is, the money will be calculated by taking the money in place. Of course, if you fail to choose in the end, the money will be returned to the intended investor in full."

boom!

The sound suddenly became louder and the crowd was no longer whispering, but roaring loudly.

"ah?"

"What's the choice?"

"It's so strange!"

"What can I do in one month? The Chinese New Year is coming soon..." Someone immediately didn't believe it, and felt that this matter was too outrageous.

"Calm down~!" Li De shouted, "The last sentence, listen to me. After the Chinese New Year, I will be in this courtyard at the beginning of the second month of the lunar calendar, and the plan will be explained, sponsoring points evaluation and voting elections. On the same day, the village director was sworn in and handing over the work into his role. Okay, do you understand?"

"Why did the mayor, after the first two items have been obtained, they still have to vote?" A villager was puzzled, "What is the plan explanation?"

"You don't understand voting, that's stipulated in the Election Law!" Li De was a little impatient.

At this time, Deputy District Mayor He Dacheng, who was standing behind Li De, stood up. He didn't want to stand for a while, it was too cold. This plan was proposed by him, and Gu Meiyun and Pang Wenxian agreed, so he explained it the most reasonable.

Regardless of whether Li De seemed a little unhappy, he waved his hand directly, "Director Li said it very clearly. This time we piloted in Chang'an Village, the election method has not changed, but the method has changed, because this time the candidate is no longer elected by votes, but to let the people see what he can bring to the village after taking office. In our local dialect, it is a mule or a horse, and you can pull it out and talk about it!"

The crowd calmed down.

"The village building plan is the election plan. From the formulation to the formation, the four candidates will solicit sufficient supporters' opinions. This accounted for 70% of the plan selection. The remaining 30 will be reviewed by experts from the New District Planning Office. From the score, everyone also saw that the expert evaluation does not account for the main part, but some specific construction layout resource allocation rationality. Our villagers agree that it will be the mainstream. There are more than 400 households and more than 4,000 people in the village, and 2,130 valid election votes. Only more than half of the plan can be effective. Those who get the higher votes win. Points do not need to be voted, and whoever has the higher votes wins. And the election votes are still established, and the main thing is to test the candidate's prestige among the villagers, trustworthiness, etc. This is not enough to have the ability alone. People with good moral integrity and moral character can be a good village chief!"

Wow...

The applause was very warm.

Although the crowd was very cold, He Dacheng unexpectedly heard the clapping applause, the sound of the palm swinging.

Zhao Zhiqiang has been listening carefully, without any expression. This method is really novel. Did the beautiful secretary do it? However, although it is a brand new thing, he is not in conflict with it. Everyone has the same election conditions, just fight.

Zhang Jike was a little excited, his legs kept moving there, not knowing what he was thinking, but he was smiling fakely. But he was thinking in his heart, isn't this a bit like the US presidential election?

Fu Jinghua and Wubo seemed to have nothing to do with him. But he was surprised in his heart. This method was really strange.

PS: Thanks for the rewards from the world.
Chapter completed!