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Volume 1 I Want to Be a Prince Chapter 113 The countryside surrounds the city

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    As soon as Song Qinglai left, the room suddenly became quiet. Zhu Mingcheng sat down and continued eating, as if what happened just now had not happened at all. Zhu Changyong was stunned, and he couldn't help but admire his father's calmness.  The father and son ate lunch in a hurry. The waiter brought a cup of hot tea. Zhu Mingcheng took a sip of the tea cup and glanced at Zhu Changyong: "Son, do you want to take a rest?" Zhu Changyong shook his head and found the smoke point.  I just drank two bowls of hot soup and have no interest in drinking tea: "Dad, our family should spend the New Year in Gyeongju, right?"  Is it the Spring Festival in the state?" Zhu Mingcheng nodded and put down the tea cup in his hand: "Let's go. Since you are full, go back and call me when you get home." The father and son walked out of the municipal party committee canteen, and there were many people.  Seeing Zhu Mingcheng walking by and greeting him respectfully, Zhu Mingcheng nodded and strode out of the cafeteria.  Zhu Changyong looked at his father's back and felt a little puzzled. With Lu Donglai's support in the province, his father could not be suppressed like this by Song Qinglai no matter what. Moreover, with his father's IQ, it was impossible for his father to be so passive. Could it be that his father was so passive?  Do you have other plans in mind?  Zhu Mingcheng walked out of the cafeteria. Zou Ning had already called a car. Zhu Mingcheng waved his hand: "Xiao Zou, I'll take my son's car. You can go and have a rest. I'll walk back to the office later." After that, he stretched out his hand to open the door of Zhu Changyong's Fukang car and turned around.  The waist got in.  Zhu Changyong knew that his father was sending him out and had something to say on the way. It happened that he also had something to tell his father. After all, there were many people in the cafeteria and it was difficult to say many things.  The Fukang car started slowly and headed towards the municipal party committee compound.  "Son, don't worry, your father is not that incompetent. Song Qinglai thinks he can suppress me with the power of personnel and finance?" Zhu Mingcheng sneered, turned around and looked out the window: "But he doesn't know.  Because he has many things in his hands, he also has many loopholes. "If God wants to destroy him, he must first make him crazy!" Zhu Changyong's heart skipped a beat, and then he realized that he had underestimated his father.  Perhaps the tragedy of his previous life left such a deep impression on him that he had the impression that his father was not very flexible in officialdom.  "Dad, actually, your Hengchuan automobile factory used to be a star enterprise in our Jiangnan. It has gone downhill in recent years. If you start from here, the effect may be better than you expected!" Zhu Mingcheng smiled and raised his head.  Glancing at Zhu Changyong: "Xiaoyong, I have also thought about this issue. However, Governor Lu has just taken over the stall of the provincial government. It will not take him a day or two to take over the stall from the Department of Finance, and Hengchuan Automobile  The factory's stall is too big, and it is almost impossible for the province to allocate funds if the amount is too large. The only way is to attract investment. " "But attracting investment is not that easy, especially for a large enterprise like an automobile factory.  An investment of 200 million won't solve the problem at all, and it won't even make a bubble!" Zhu Changyong was silent. Zhu Mingcheng then explained the situation of the Hengchuan Automobile Factory in detail. The Hengchuan Automobile Factory produced it 20 years ago.  The products of large passenger cars are sold all over the country. However, after so many years, the factory is getting worse and worse. The products cannot be sold, the workers cannot be paid, and the city has never come up with a charter.  At first, the Hengchuan Automobile Factory was a provincial enterprise, and the factory director was a high-level deputy department manager. Later, when the efficiency failed, the province handed over the mess to the Hengchuan Municipal Government. Although the factory was on the verge of bankruptcy, the factory director still  The staff at the deputy department level were not interested in the restructuring proposed by the city government, and even publicly declared that the city government did not care about the lives of the tens of thousands of workers in the factory.  It has had a very bad impact on society. It may be that the Hengchuan Municipal Government has not made up its mind to do it. In short, the restructuring work of the Hengchuan Automobile Factory has never been completed. The municipal government has to throw money into it every year, but this  That's not the solution either.  "Some people say that the Hengchuan Automobile Factory is a hornet's nest. They tell me not to touch it. Not only will I not gain any political achievements, but I will also be stung all over my head and face." Zhu Mingcheng sighed, took out a cigarette and lit it.  He took a breath and looked a little uninterested: "Son, what do you think?" Zhu Changyong pulled the car to the side, patted the steering wheel with his fingers, and suddenly raised his head: "Dad, I think Hengchuan Automobile Factory is a breakthrough.  , If you don¡¯t restructure and cooperate with other car companies to develop new production lines, bankruptcy is inevitable. " "Moreover, if you want to establish authority in Hengchuan, just doing small things is not enough, you must have a deterrent effect.  That¡¯s it!¡± Zhu Changyong took out a cigarette and lit it and took a puff: ¡°Of course, these things must be done before you can successfully gain a foothold.¡±?After mastering a certain amount of power, we also need the strong support of Governor Lu.  " "Yes, although the restructuring of Hengchuan Automobile Factory is imminent, you must have the strength to raise this issue.  Now it seems that I am really just like Song Qinglao, making a fuss about eating.  "Zhu Mingcheng nodded. Zhu Changyong said it from his heart. He did have this plan. "Dad, eating is also a people's livelihood project. In fact, what the people are most concerned about is food, clothing, housing and transportation. A breakthrough in this area is also a good one.  Choice, by the way, Dad, I have a friend who works at Jiangnan Satellite TV.  " Zhu Changyong blew out a smoke ring. Zhu Mingcheng was stunned, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. "Okay, let's go. Drive slowly along the way. It doesn't matter if you get home late. You must be safe!  "Zhu Mingcheng solemnly told Zhu Changyong a few words, opened the door and got out of the car. "Dad, don't worry, I'm old enough to take care of myself. You should also pay attention to your health and don't be too tired.  "Zhu Changyong waved to Zhu Mingcheng, started the car and drove slowly outside the municipal party committee compound. Zhu Mingcheng stood on the side of the road, watching Zhu Changyong's car slowly turn to the left and quickly merge into the traffic. He carefully thought about what Zhu Changyong just said in his heart.  After thinking about it carefully, he nodded slowly. This boy is really good at becoming an official. Although he has considered doing so, now that his son agrees, he is more confident. "Hey, you guys.  What are you going to do? This is the municipal party committee compound. Who asked you to come here!  " "Please, let me go see the mayor. I have serious grievances to respond to.  " "Go away, you can see the mayor if you want."  " Zhu Mingcheng was about to turn around and go back to the office when a few sharp voices suddenly came from the door of the municipal party committee. He frowned. When he turned around, he saw an old man with gray hair kneeling on the ground, his head hitting the floor heavily. " At this time,  , several city government staff members came in from outside, one of them was Hou Mingli, the deputy director of the city government office, and he immediately strode over. Hou Mingli frowned when he saw this. He knew this old man from time to time.  A regular customer who came to the city hall to complain was about to walk past and let the security guard send the old man away when a cold snort suddenly came from his ears: ¡°What are you doing making a fuss at the door of the Municipal Party Committee?  " Hou Mingli looked up and couldn't help but be startled. He saw Mayor Zhu Mingcheng looking at him seriously, and his heart skipped a beat. Zhu Changyong twisted his neck. Qingzhou City was already in sight. He had been driving for more than two hours.  The car made his neck feel a little stiff. Along the way, Zhu Changyong had been thinking about a question: how to establish his father's prestige in the Hengchuan Municipal Government as soon as possible. As the top leader of the municipal government, he must be able to control the situation of the municipal government.  , if he can't even control the three-acre land of the municipal government, let alone compete with Song Qinglai, secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, at the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee, Zhu Changyong understands that the most important thing his father should do now is to knock on the sidelines of Hengchuan officialdom.  , starting from caring about people's livelihood, civil affairs and other work, slowly establishing a good image from the people, and blazing a trail from the countryside to the Tuanjie Village in Meiwan Township. The sad music played by the suona follows the wind in the fields.  Drifting, adding a bit of sadness to the already barren fields and mountains. The small yard of Zeng Zihan's house was full of people. There was a coffin in the main room. Zeng Zihan was busy in the yard wearing a white mourning dress.  It goes on and on. There are not many relatives and friends at home, and even less caring ones. She has to do many things by herself, and how much can a girl know about such funeral matters? Fortunately, some old people in the village come to help.  Take care of one or two. According to the rules in Jiangnan rural areas, the old man must be buried three days after his death. Before burial, he must first find the Feng Shui of Dixian Kanyu's cemetery, buy water and other matters. "Zi Han, Master Dixian said he was leaving.  You gave me your wages.  "An old man called to Zeng Zihan. Zeng Zihan stopped. His two beautiful big eyes were as red and swollen as peaches: "Third Master, go find my second uncle. The money is with him.  " "Your second uncle said he has no money.  The old man sighed: "Also, the blind man just said that we would not be allowed to dig graves. He said that your mother had exchanged the land with him before she died. It no longer belongs to your family. Let your family use it again."  Choose a cemetery, or let you pay for it.  "How come he has no money? His second uncle gave him 10,000 yuan?"  Zeng Zihan was stunned: "Third Grandpa, isn't it? That piece of land has always been my family's. My mother would have told me if she wanted to trade land with the blind man. Why didn't I know?"  " Third Grandpa sighed. Obviously, he also knew that this was because the blind man was bullying others and wanted to take this opportunity to blackmail Zeng Zihan for a sum of money. He didn't know who said it. Zeng Zihan'sMy mother still has tens of thousands of medical expenses left in the hospital. No, Zeng Zihan's cousin has also taken action. Hey, poor girl.  Before Zeng Zihan¡¯s voice could even finish, several noises suddenly came from the yard.  "Zeng Zihan, your mother lent me 10,000 yuan before she was alive. Now that she is dead, it's time to pay back the money." "Zeng Zihan is a white tiger evil star who killed her father and now her mother has been killed by her.  "I heard that when her mother was hospitalized, a rich man gave her a lot of medical expenses in the village. Now she has a lot left over. I want her to pay back the money quickly."  I bought a large amount of money, so let her pay it back quickly. Who knows if she will take the money and run away?" Zeng Zihan didn't cry. She had cried dryly in the past few days. She strode to the yard and shouted loudly.  He said quietly: "Uncles and aunts, please don't worry. I will definitely pay you back the money I owe you. Can you wait until my mother is buried in peace first?" "No, you have to pay back the money today. Who knows if you will?"  I'll run away, there's no one else in your house anyway!" "Wait a minute!" A loud roar came, and more than a dozen young people were seen swarming in. The leader was wearing a Pierre Cardin leather jacket and his lips were swollen.  Holding a cigarette in their mouth, it seems that this group of people are not serious people.  "Zeng Zihan, your mother owes me 50,000 yuan. I still have the IOU. When will I pay you back?"
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