Yishan County has beautiful scenery and a waterway. Its economy is mainly based on agriculture and fisheries, and its industry and commerce are not developed. It ranks relatively low among the districts and counties in Qingzhou. There are both historical and cultural factors and the influence of regional resources. But at its root, after listening to Liu Tianlai's words, Wen Liang believes that there are two main aspects: First, Jiang Wanchao, the county party secretary, is a member of the generation that grew up in the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University. He has experienced a chaotic political situation and a cruel era. He is good at maintaining the status quo but not at pioneering. In addition, he is conservative and old-fashioned. He always lacks passion and courage for the future planning of Yishan County. This kind of person is more than enough to guard a place, but to set sail and steer the ship, breaking through the waves in a sea of thorns, he obviously lacks some knowledge and ability.
Second, there are many factions within Yishan County, and the situation is complicated. The relationship between the Party Committee and the government is the same as that of most local teams, cooperation in confrontation and compromise in struggle. County magistrate Deng Xingwen is good at political tactics, cold-faced and black-hearted. In his three years in office in Yishan, he has not even completed the 11 townships and more than 200 administrative villages, let alone making plans and developing the economy. His only achievement is to win over a group of standing committee members and fight Jiang Wanchao on equal terms. In terms of leadership ability and professional level, he is not even as good as the old-fashioned Jiang Wanchao.
In such a social environment, it is conceivable that Yishan Mineral Water Factory would not go bankrupt. Wen Liang thought of the dissatisfaction and resentment that the factory director Fu Jing showed when he last met him, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Although it has been three years since Xiaoping's southern tour speech, and the whole country has basically reached a consensus on reform, and the focus of the party's work has gradually shifted, most grassroots officials are still confused and helpless about how to reform.
This is the price you have to pay for crossing the river by feeling the stones!
Seeing that Wen Liang was silent for a long time, Liu Tianlai did not dare to say much and sat aside quietly. Wen Liang thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "What's the current situation of Zhao Jianjun?"
Liu Tianlai was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Wen Liang to suddenly ask about Zhao Jianjun. He said, "He is still detained in the Third Detention Center. After the death sentence was sentenced in the first instance, Zhao Jianjun decided to appeal to the Provincial High Court before the deadline. Don't worry, the appeal is just a formality. The High Court will not hold a trial for the second instance. It will only review the case files and not the person. I know what to do!"
Liu Tianlai's eyes flashed with a fierce look. He thought Wen Liang was worried that Zhao Jianjun's case would be repeated, and he had decided to send Zhao Jianjun to death within a month. Zhao Jianjun's crime was clear, and the evidence chain was complete. It was impossible to change the verdict in the second trial. But the longer the night, the more dreams there are. That guy has a bad reputation. The sooner we eat peanuts, the sooner we can feel at ease.
According to normal legal procedures, the police investigation period is three months and seven days, the prosecution period of the procuratorate is no more than 45 days, the court policy hearing is 45 days, and criminal cases are generally closed within half a year. Zhao Jianjun's gang was caught in one fell swoop by Wen Liang and Liu Tianlai, and the case was handled specially. The verdict was made in less than two months, which was considered very fast.
Wen Liang patted his forehead lightly. Fortunately, he asked one more question today, otherwise something bad might happen. He had too many things to do recently, and he forgot that it was still 1995, when grassroots courts could execute criminals. The Supreme Court only required the higher people's courts across the country to hold hearings for all death penalty second-instance cases in the form of law from July 1, 2006, and it was not until January 1, 2007 that the power to review death penalty cases was officially taken back.
In Wen Liang's plan, Zhao Jianjun must die, but he cannot die now.
"You are wrong, he must be alive!"
Liu Tianlai was stunned again. Didn't you say that Zhao Jianjun should be sentenced to death? Why did you change your mind? But Wen Liang's face was calm, his eyes were like ink, and there was no sign of any ups and downs. Liu Tianlai was startled, and felt that the young man in front of him was more unfathomable. He asked tentatively: "What do you mean, Mr. Wen..."
Wen Liang didn't want Liu Tianlai to know too much, so he said, "The second trial can proceed according to the procedure, but we need to be flexible in when Zhao Jianjun will be executed. Is there any way to delay this?"
Liu Tianlai was still confused. Why would a small person like Zhao Jianjun go to such great lengths? But he didn't have the courage to ask more questions. He smiled and said, "Of course there are many ways. Generally, prisoners will stay in the detention center for one to three months before being sent to the mountains... Oh, "sending to the mountains" is what the prisoners say, referring to being transferred to the prison... On the one hand, this is because the prison needs labor to create economic benefits, and on the other hand, it is necessary to wait for the prison to make adjustments. In Zhao Jianjun's case, the second trial can be postponed for one or two months, and the court can be consulted on when to go to the execution ground after the verdict is issued. One or two months, or even one or two years, is not a big deal. There are many death row prisoners who have been detained in the detention center for four or five years and have not been executed yet. It is still unknown when they will be shot..."
"You are in charge of the detention center, so I'll leave these to you." Wen Liang clapped his hands and whispered, "Keep him in the detention center first. He is still useful."
As for the specific use, he didn't say, so Liu Tianlai naturally wouldn't ask. But the coldness that the young man inadvertently revealed on his lips still made Liu Tianlai's heart skip a beat.
Somehow, he suddenly remembered the cold words that the sixteen-year-old boy said after arresting Zhao Jianjun on that cold moonlit night in the western suburbs:
Do you really think I spent so much effort just to talk about the snow? (See Chapter 103 of Volume 2 for details)
There was a moment of silence in the luxurious private room. Wen Liang closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking. Liu Tianlai sat upright on the sofa with his hands flat on the ground, his head lowered and his brows lowered. His respectful attitude was no less than when he met Xu Fuyan.
An Baoqing pushed the door open and broke the silence in the room. He had already prepared a banquet and asked Wen Liang and Liu Tianlai to move over. Wen Liang packed his things, put them in his schoolbag and slung it over his shoulders. He looked like a simple and pure high school boy. He smiled and said, "I have something else to do and need to leave first. No need to drink. Boss An, please entertain Director Liu. I will pay for tonight's expenses!"
An Baoqing was reluctant to keep Liu Tianlai, so he looked at him and said jokingly, "Someone is treating us, Director Liu, you have to take good care of our business..."
The three of them laughed and walked out of the door one after another. Wen Liang signaled that they didn't need to see him off. Just as he was about to turn around and go downstairs, he heard footsteps in the stairwell at the end of the corridor. Looking up, he saw seven or eight drunken people coming down from the corner of the third floor.
These people were well-dressed and obviously not ordinary people. The two middle-aged men in the lead were talking and laughing in a low voice. The one on the left was pot-bellied, with sparse hair on top of his head, a shiny and round forehead, slightly protruding upper ears, chubby ear corners, broad cheeks, and a light red color. From the perspective of physiognomy, he looked very wealthy. The other one was of medium build, with a high nose and a wide mouth, but unfortunately his lower jaw was pointed and his eyes were narrow. Although he also had some official appearance, he lacked the dignity. He deliberately lagged behind the man on the left by half a step, and his body was slightly bent to the side. The difference in status between the two men could be seen at a glance.
Wen Liang knew that the people who could come to the Great World must be rich or noble, so he didn't think much about it. Suddenly, the man of medium build shouted, "Boss An, I haven't seen you for a long time. What kind of distinguished guest are you receiving?"
It was hard to tell whether this was a joke or a sarcasm. Wen Liang stopped and stood aside, quietly watching the other person approach. An Baoqing came forward and said with a smile: "Director Xia, aren't you making fun of your brother? Anyone who can come to the Great World is my guest, not to mention that your brother is a VIP member? He must be a first-class guest. How dare I offend my parents who feed and clothe me, don't you think?" He changed the subject and said to the pot-bellied man: "Director Wei, our Qingzhou is a small place, not comparable to Guanshan, and the conditions are a bit simple. There is nothing good to entertain you, so please bear with me, bear with me!"
Director Xia, Director Wei? Wen Liang immediately understood where these people came from. An Baoqing had said before that Xia Mingxian from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau was going to entertain the directors from the provincial bureau, so they must be these people.
Director Wei smiled and waved his hand: "Boss An, you are too modest. You have taste and fun here. I think it is no less than Guanshan. Especially this... Old Xia, what's his name?"
After hearing what Director Wei said, Xia Mingxian felt it was not appropriate to continue to trouble An Baoqing, and his expression was a little sullen. An Baoqing hurriedly said, "VIP means a distinguished membership system. You have to pay a membership fee and be assessed for your status. Even if ordinary people have money, they cannot meet the standards. It took me a long time to get a client like Director Xia."
"Yes, that's it!" Director Wei did not hide his admiration: "Boss An is really extraordinary, he has brains and means, and this alone has made other places several levels higher, it's hard not to make a fortune."
An Baoqing glanced at Wen Liang next to him and said with a smile: "It's all thanks to our friends' support, especially a big shot like Director Wei, we can't even invite him..."
Xia Mingxian suddenly interrupted An Baoqing, as if he had just seen Liu Tianlai, and said, "Isn't this Director Liu? I was wondering, Boss An just hurried out of our place and disappeared, it turned out that it was Director Liu who came. Boss An, this is what you did wrong, if you had told me earlier, would I still be able to stop you from going over? As for sneaking away?"
This was a very sophisticated remark, which offended Liu Tianlai and An Baoqing enough, and even Wen Liang was shocked, looking at Director Xia sideways. This man must have been kicked in the head by a donkey, or he was not on good terms with Liu Tianlai, otherwise he would not be so rude and embarrass him in person.
But it's hard to say. The Post and Telecommunications Bureau is a vertically managed unit, and personnel and financial powers are directly managed by the provincial bureau. It has never taken the departments in the same level cities seriously. In addition, it is rich and powerful, and is used to being arrogant.
Who would dare to offend An Baoqing and Liu Tianlai at the same time in Qingzhou? Even a fool would not do that!
"Director Xia, this can't be blamed on Boss An. I just experienced Director Liu's power not long ago. He accuses people of crimes, beats people and threatens them. He is very skilled in his job. It's impossible for ordinary people like us not to be afraid of him!"
Wen Liang looked at a man who came out from behind the crowd. He had a handsome face, a tall stature, and a flash of resentment in his eyes. He felt disgusted.