We knew Yang Dongxu's grandpa Zhao Feng. When Chen Weimin was still in Chengwang City, although his grandpa didn't make trouble often, he would send some local specialties over every now and then, so he was familiar with Zhao Feng. It was only later that Chen Weimin was promoted and he went to work below. Later, he was transferred out of Chengwang City and the contact was cut off.
I just don’t know why Yang Dongxu’s young grandfather, who is very good at things, likes to farm and tinker with small things in the countryside when he obviously has good resources, instead of relying on Chen Weimin’s relationship to pursue an official career or do some other business.
"I'll go visit my uncle when I have time. I haven't seen him for many years."
"Then my little grandpa will definitely be happy." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.
Seeing the nanny putting the dishes on the table, Zhao Feng stood up and said, "Let's go eat."
"Auntie didn't come with the child?" Yang Dongxu also got up and walked over together, asking as he walked.
"It's been less than a week since I was transferred here, and things here are not yet stable. Plus it's almost October in the lunar calendar, and the children are also in school, so I'm not in a hurry to let them come over. We'll wait until the beginning of the year."
"Transferring back and forth between schools does affect learning." Yang Dongxu nodded.
"Study performance cannot be affected." Thinking of the second son of his family, Zhao Feng's smile became a little stronger. Obviously, this son has a long face and his academic performance should be good.
Neither of them had any rules about not talking during eating or sleeping, so they started chatting while eating. Unconsciously, the topic turned to the economy of Chengwang City. In other words, Zhao Feng consciously pulled this up.
After receiving a call from Yang Dongxu and remembering who Yang Dongxu was. Before going home, he called his old boss in the office.
During the phone call, the old leader specifically mentioned that if he had any financial problems, he should ask himself, his younger brother. Although Zhao Feng knew that Yang Dongxu had been smart since he was a child, but in the economy of a city with a population of several million, what was the use of asking a young boy who was less than twenty years old. But the old leader obviously wouldn't joke about raising a child, so he changed the topic to this matter.
When it comes to the economy of Chengwang City, as Zhao Desheng said, except for a fertilizer factory and an agricultural machinery factory, there is really nothing that can be done. Or if we include the Beijing-Kowloon Line, which has not yet opened to traffic, we can barely count three things.
"Our city is a large agricultural city with no industrial foundation and no minerals. So instead of spending energy on introducing big companies, it is better to introduce more small businesses."
"Small business?" Zhao Feng frowned. It wasn't that he was too ambitious and too weak. It's that the efficiency of small businesses is really a drop in the bucket if you want to boost a city's GDP, and now the economic ratio plays an increasingly important role in political performance.
"The benefits of a small business may be small, but bringing in a few more is quite impressive. You can refer to Hainan's handicraft industry in the past two years."
"It's true that they did a good job over there and found the right path. But bringing in too many small businesses may not always make money." Yes, this is the reason why Zhao Feng has never paid attention to small businesses.
After all, with the pearls from Hainan at the forefront, everyone can see that small businesses can also achieve political achievements. But there are many small businesses and the sum total is no worse than that of large companies. The economic data can also be very good, but there are so many small businesses that you cannot guarantee that all of them will make money. If there is a loss and a profit and the result is a tie, the economic panel will not look so good.
"We can create an industrial chain so that things produced upstream can be sold downstream. If there is no market, the chance of losing money is basically very low. For example, our city is a big agricultural market, and we can think of ways to deal with agricultural products. .
Let’s just say that people’s lives are much better now, and children are eating more snacks. We can develop a food processing line so that farmers can find a way out for the remaining grain after paying it to the public. The value of the grain after being processed into food is increased, which is much more profitable than selling the grain alone. "
"This is a good path, but what kind of food factory should I open?" Zhao Feng's eyes lit up and he felt that this path was good. You can try a few small food factories.
"Bread and instant noodles. It just so happens that the food produced in our city is basically wheat." Yang Dongxu said without hesitation.
If you want to say that videos are ever-lasting in China, bread and instant noodles are definitely at the top of the list. Especially for those born in the 1970s and 1980s, if high-end foods like bread and instant noodles are available in the market, they will be envied and hated by their friends.
"This is a good option. If done well, the benefits should not be small." Zhao Feng, who has also visited several developed cities along the coast, is now a little excited.
The gaze he looked at Yang Dongxu was much more intense than before. He had felt that this young man was much smarter since he was a child, and sometimes he could be seen arguing with the old leader. It seemed to Xin that the old leader was right. The smart young man in front of him was still as smart as ever.
Chengwang City Second People's Hospital, the door of the operating room opened and the doctor came out.
"How is it, how is it, how is my son?" A woman with heavy makeup ran over quickly.
"It is not life-threatening, but the bridge of the nose is severely fractured, and there may be some facial problems in the future."
"What's wrong with your face? Let me tell you that if my son is disfigured, I will tear down your hospital. Do you know who I am? Do you know who my old Zhang is? Get me in immediately for proper treatment... ." The woman pinched her waist with one hand and pointed at her nose with another hand, causing foam to fly everywhere. Fortunately, she walked out of the operating room wearing a mask and no need to hold an umbrella.
"That's right, if Mr. Zhang has any shortcomings, you don't have to take advantage of him." A group of people came up from the stairs and immediately surrounded him.
This group of people was none other than those who had received the news and ran to Sun Changfeng Automobile Shop to gamble with Yang Dongxu and his party.
"I'll do my best, I'll do my best." When the doctor saw that if he said anything else, he would definitely get beaten, he quickly turned around and walked into the operating room again. Anyway, what should be treated has been treated, and it will only be disfigured. He really has no choice, so go in first. Hide for a while and then talk.
"Where are the people? Didn't you say we were going to arrest them? If you dare to beat my son, I will make his life worse than death." When the doctor came in, the woman snorted coldly. She turned around and saw that the people who had been sent had returned, but she did not see the beating. The woman who owned her son was furious.
"That...aunt...that person...is gone." Xiao Huang said with a somewhat unnatural look on his face.
"Left? Were you arrested by the police and taken to the police station?" The woman was stunned for a moment.
"No...no...I've gone home." Xiao Huang's face became even more embarrassed.
"Go home!" The woman's voice suddenly rose an octave, and she slapped Xiao Huang: "What do you do for food? What do the police do for food? Why do you let the person who beats someone go home?
Can you tell me that if Ge Dachuan can't be caught, he won't need to be a policeman? He was able to become the chief of the police station, and it was because of my Lao Zhang's contribution. It can make him go up, and it can also make him come down. "
Xiao Huang didn't dare to do more, so he had no choice but to let the woman slap him in the face, and curled his lips when he lowered his head. Your Lao Zhang, your Lao Zhang. Those who know know that you are talking about your brother-in-law, but those who don’t know think you are Deputy Mayor Zhang’s wife.
Looking at the furious woman, he didn't speak for a while. After the woman finished shouting, he covered his face and said: "This...Mayor Zhang may have to say it himself. I met Director Zhao when I went there, and it was him Let people go."
"Director Zhao, Zhao Desheng?" The woman was stunned for a moment.
"Well, he seems to know the person who hit him. I blocked him, and I couldn't do anything if he was in front of him." Xiao Huang quickly shied away the responsibility for his failure. In fact, it was not shirk, but Tell the truth. The deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau was standing there. Could he really have the gun to maim someone? He didn't get kicked in the head.
"Zhao Desheng has no chance. His backer was so good before, but he was taken away by my old man Zhang. Tell him that he must be caught by me, otherwise he, the deputy director, will no longer have to do this." The woman said angrily. roared.
It seems that this momentum is more powerful than the senior officials in the province. Whoever is asked to be the chief is made to be the chief, and whoever is told to get out is let go. There is no ambiguity at all.
"What's going on, what's going on, why are you being beaten up just fine?" A woman came up from the stairs.
"Little sister, you must make the decision for our Jackie Chan. Jackie Chan was beaten and disfigured, and that Zhao Desheng actually let the murderer go. Is there anything wrong with this?" As soon as he saw the woman who was shouting just now. , burst into tears and burst into tears.
Xiao Xiaohuang and his group looked particularly disgusted.
"What's going on?" the woman who just arrived asked with a cold face. Compared to Zhang Chenglong's best mother, she was still a little sensible and didn't yell, but one look at her expression and knew that he would definitely not give up.
Xiao Huang spoke quickly and repeated what he just said.
"When did Zhao Desheng become so courageous?" The newly arrived woman frowned.
Since the previous mayor was driven away by his husband, Zhao Desheng, who had no backer, was as obedient as a rabbit. Why did he dare to show his teeth at this time? Could it be that he saw that his boss Zhang failed to take office even if he took away the mayor. A new mayor has been appointed, but it feels like his boss Zhang has lost power? Want to kick your nose or face?
"Zhao Desheng, do you still have organizational discipline? You actually let the murderer go in such a big injury case. Are you worthy of the police uniform you are wearing? Are you worthy of the police badge on your head?"
In the lobby of the Chengwang City Public Security Bureau, Zhao Desheng, who had just returned, was blocked by Ge Dachuan as soon as he entered the door. When Ge Dachuan came up, he pointed at his nose and cursed: "Hand over your police gun, you have been suspended and be punished." I will go home and reflect. If the murderer cannot be caught, you will wait to be punished, right?"
"Suspension?" Zhao Desheng's mouth showed a playful smile: "Where is the suspension document?"
"Why, my words don't count. Do you dare to ask me for documents?" Ge Dachuan stared angrily, feeling that his majesty had been challenged.
"Although you are my leader according to your position, but according to your rank, you are only the deputy director, and I am in charge. From a procedural point of view, you have no right to suspend me. I am the executive deputy director. Stopping requires the municipal committee to hold a meeting and issue a document. This common sense Don’t you understand?” Zhao Desheng said slowly.
"you......"
