Xiang Tianliang was self-righteous, used a metaphor of a mouse stealing oil, and after going to work the next day, he proudly told his secretary Ding Wentong.

Ding Wentong snickered after hearing this.

"What do you mean, I said it wrong again?" Xiang Tianliang glared at Ding Wentong.

With a smile, Ding Wentong accompanied him and asked carefully, "I said leader, your Chinese teacher is he...... Is he really a Chinese teacher? ”

"You ......" Xiang Tianliang almost got angry, "Ding Wentong, do you know that the teacher who slanders the leader is the slander of the leader?" ”

"Yes, yes."

"Guilty?"

"Guilty, guilty."

"Should you be punished?"

"Be punished, be punished."

Xiang Tianliang said with a face, "Since you admit punishment, then explain to me, what is a rat stealing oil?" ”

Ding Wentong couldn't help but smile and asked, "Dare to ask the leader, what do you mean by rats stealing oil?" ”

"Hmm...... What I mean, there are two main ones, one is the term of Go, in Go, the mouse steals oil, also known as the rat steals oil, is one of the basic shapes of the corner, because the chess shape is like a small mouse and gets its name, at the same time, the mouse stealing oil is a sharp killing, that is, using the opponent's chess pieces to be tight, deep into the enemy formation, one point at a time, causing the opponent's chess pieces to not enter, can not do two eyes and become a dead chess, the second is my understanding, I mean, this and this...... It's to learn from mice, small and ambitious, if you can't steal the big one, you can steal the small one, accumulate a lot, accumulate sand into a pile, do it at one time, do it ten times......"

Ding Wentong laughed softly, "A leader is a leader, and he is good at integrating and making his own book of ten thousand words." ”

Xiang Tianliang said angrily: "I'm sorry for you, you kid, scolding people is getting more and more yin, say it quickly, you know what it means to be a mouse stealing oil." ”

"The story of the rats stealing oil that I know is like this, saying that a group of rats entered a rich man's house and found a very large oil tank, but only a third of the oil in the tank was left, and there was still a long distance from the mouth of the tank to the oil layer, so how could they drink the oil? The mice began to meditate, and after a long time, one of the mice suddenly said in surprise, "Yes, we bite each other's tails, and we hang down like this, and the first one who drinks the oil climbs up, and goes to the top to bite the tail, and then the second drinks, and the second drinks, and then comes to the top, bites the tail of the mouse in front, and drinks in turn...... But who will be the first to go down and drink the oil? Everyone decided to vote, and as a result, each mouse voted for itself, zuihou decided through consultation, according to the age to line up, by the oldest mouse to drink first, at the beginning, everything went smoothly, but later, there were rats who felt that the rats in front drank too much, so that the rats behind waited too long, but because except for the mouse at the bottom who was drinking oil, everyone bit each other's tails, so no one dared to speak, and it was Zuihou's turn to drink oil when a mouse drank oil, After the youngest mouse had to let go, it was not in a hurry to drink oil, but began to complain endlessly that the rat in front of him drank too much oil and drank too long, and complained that the system of drinking oil and having to rank seniors was too problematic, especially the mouse in front of him just now was only one day older than himself, but his ability was far worse than his own, why should he let it drink it first, the more he talked, the more he talked, the more ugly it sounded, the mouse above hung so many mice below, it was already very difficult, and the young mouse did not hurry up to drink oil, still just complaining, getting angrier and angrier, the mouse at the top finally couldn't stand it anymore, and yelled, bastard, shut up for me...... As a result, as soon as the mouth of the top mouse was released, the mice below all fell into the oil tank with a bang. ”

Xiang Tianliang listened to it, and smiled slightly, "Wentong, I'm xiexie you, you taught me a lesson." ”

"Leader, I'm sorry." Ding Wentong said with a smiling face.

"Still." Xiang Tianliang waved his hand and said, "Wentong, I want to remind you, you often write small articles to publish in the newspaper, which I support very much, you are famous, and my face is bright, but, but, ah, write less satirical and political articles, just like the story you just said, it is a satirical discussion of seniority, there is no problem in private discussions, and if you publish it in the newspaper, it is not political." ”

Ding Wentong's face froze, "Thank you for the leader's teachings, I remember." ”

Xiang Tianliang smiled, "I'm just talking, you're nervous." He walked from the sofa to the desk and sat on the boss's chair, "Wentong, have you done what I asked you to do?" ”

Walking over and putting a stack of materials in his hand on the desk, Ding Wen said: "This is all the geological data I can find from the county library, the county archives and the county geological bureau about our Binhai County, and some of them are still the military geological data I found from the county army." ”

"Put it there first, I'll take a look." Xiang Tianliang asked, "Is there gold, silver and copper underground in our Binhai County?" ”

"No, there is not even water in the ground except stones and stones."

"Don't you even have coal?"

"It's a pity, no, people have coal in Nanhe County, but we don't."

"So, what about the geomorphological overview of the border area of the three counties?"

Ding Wentong said, "The border area of the three counties refers to the barren mountains and wastelands of the three counties, with a total area of about 1,000 square kilometers, 80 percent of which is mountainous land, and 10 percent is tidal flats, of which Beicheng District accounts for 230 square kilometers, Nanhe County has 250 square kilometers, and our Binhai County has more than 510 square kilometers. There are also no economically valuable resources underground. ”

While nodding his head, Xiang Tianliang said to himself, "Fuck, I don't understand this more and more, there is nothing in this place, the transportation is inconvenient, the resources are poor, and I can't even see a ghost, how can it be valued by the state?" ”

"Leader, you can't say that." Ding Wen Channel.

"Oh, what do you think?" Xiang Tianliang put his feet on the desk and lit a cigarette.

Ding Wentong walked to the wall, pointed to the map of the Dongjiang Provincial Political Region on the wall, and said, "Leader, please see, in the entire Dongjiang Province, our Qinghe City is located in the easternmost part, embedded in the sea like a fan, and our Binhai County, which is the top of this fan, is a small peninsula that stretches into the depths of the sea, so to speak, the strategic and military position of our Binhai County is very important, and the railway from the provincial capital to Qinghe was built in the fifties because our Binhai County is a military fortress and the front line of coastal defense. ”

Xiang Tianliang said with a smile: "Wentong, now we are talking about economic value, and you don't talk about strategic position and military status." ”

At this time, Xu Qunxian, deputy county magistrate, and Cheng Daming, director of the county investment promotion bureau, pushed the door in.