Li Lin deeply understood that his aunt Li Rong's words hit the nail on the head. Now as the county magistrate, he was at the center of the storm, and his every move was closely watched by countless eyes.
If he was caught going downstairs in the middle of the night, or if he was caught on camera by the security guard knocking on the door of the single beauty Zheng Pei, once the news spread, it would definitely cause an uproar and become a hotly discussed gossip about the county magistrate on the streets.
By then, the people would discuss this matter after dinner, and his authority as the county chief would collapse. When he visited the countryside, those bold people would come up to him with bad intentions and tease him in a sarcastic tone, saying, "Hey, isn't this the county chief Li who knocked on the door of a little girl in the middle of the night?"
He knew that he was not just representing himself, but the image of the entire county government. If he lost his dignity, it would be equivalent to the government losing its credibility.
Although Zheng Pei's behavior was somewhat ruthless, in the face of the overall situation, sometimes sacrifices have to be made. This is why many people find that once their friends become leaders, their behavior style will change dramatically. In fact, they are bound by their identities and responsibilities and have no choice.
Li Rong looked at Li Lin's obedient appearance, and felt relieved. She felt that her nephew had grown up and was able to consider the overall situation. She didn't say anything more, turned around and went back to the bedroom to rest.
After sending the message to Zheng Pei, Li Lin returned to his room, lay on the bed, and tried to clear his mind. He never liked to think about random things when sleeping, so he fell asleep quickly and had a dreamless night until the early morning sun shone on his face through the gap in the curtains, and he slowly woke up.
The next morning, Joan drove her car downstairs early and honked the horn.
After finishing his breakfast, Li Lin tidied his clothes and walked downstairs at a leisurely pace.
When passing by Zheng Pei's door, his footsteps paused involuntarily, and the lost look of Zheng Pei last night instantly emerged in his mind. But he only hesitated for two seconds, then resolutely walked out of the community and got in the car to go to the county government.
Little did they know that Zheng Pei had gotten up early and had been standing behind the peephole.
When she saw Li Lin hesitated at the door for a few seconds, her resentment dissipated a little.
She knew in her heart that Li Lin's current status was special. He was no longer a township-level cadre, so he had to be cautious in his actions.
While lying in bed last night, she kept comforting herself in her heart that Li Lin must have had some urgent official business and was forced to break the appointment. It must be like this.
That night, her mind was filled with Li Lin's figure. Sometimes she thought of Li Lin's indifference when he pushed her away, sometimes she thought of Li Lin's sternness when he got angry at her, and sometimes she thought of herself hugging Li Lin's lower back and crying bitterly.
She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. When she finally fell into a drowsy sleep, she was haunted by nightmares again. When she woke up, her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had experienced a life-and-death separation in her dream.
After Li Lin disappeared in the corridor, Zheng Pei slowly opened the door, dragged her heavy steps downstairs, and walked to the county government.
Suddenly, a strong sense of uneasiness enveloped her. She always felt that something bad was waiting for her at the county government. This feeling made her heart beat faster involuntarily and she became dazed for a moment.
The big room where Ma Qingyuan once sat was now busy with workers coming in and out.
Under Liu Yong's instruction, Wang Songlin decided to renovate the county magistrate's office and purchase new furniture so that Li Lin would have a comfortable office environment.
After all, when Yang Huating and others took Ma Qingyuan away, the scene was chaotic, the door was kicked to pieces, and the windows were destroyed by Ma Qingyuan in anger. If it is not renovated, it always feels that this place is full of bad luck and unlucky.
After learning about this, Li Lin did not have many opinions, but he seriously told Wang Songlin to keep everything simple and meet basic work needs, and not to waste money. He said that we are a government that serves the people, not a place for face-saving projects.
On this point, he and Qian Lingyun had the same idea. Both of them believed in starting from reality and looked down upon those flashy things.
In Li Lin's opinion, celebrity calligraphy and auspicious ornaments are a waste of money, far less down-to-earth and comfortable than the "serving the people and being pragmatic" signs in the government corridors. Perhaps it's really because I don't have enough taste to appreciate those so-called elegant objects, Li Lin thought self-deprecatingly.
He was originally the deputy county chief of Shannan. He had worked in the county for many years and had some impression of the heads of various units. Even if he didn't know them, the heads of the county-level units knew him, County Chief Li.
Therefore, there was no need to hold a meeting to meet and get to know each other. As long as the announcement of his appointment was posted on the first floor of the county government, within an hour, it would be known to everyone in all the government agencies and towns in the county.
In this way, he can use the saved time to do a lot of practical things, such as reviewing the administrative budgets submitted by various units, carefully identifying which expenses are truly necessary and which are unreasonable expenses that can be cut.
Shannan is a poor county. For a long time, most of its food, clothing and daily necessities have relied on subsidies from higher-level financial departments.
In the short term, you can barely survive by relying on subsidies, but once you develop the habit of asking superiors for funds, you will fall into a vicious cycle and become hopeless.
As time goes by, it is inevitable that people will point fingers at him behind his back, scolding him for being incompetent as the county magistrate, saying that it will be the same whether he is the county magistrate or not, Shannan is still so poor that there is no hope at all.
Li Lin knew very well that to be a county magistrate one must have real skills and the ability to make money. Even if he had to borrow money in a humble manner, he could not be regarded as a beggar begging for money from the treasury. Otherwise, how could he live up to the trust and expectations of so many people?
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