When I returned to my workstation, the big desk of the public relations manager next to me was still empty. A name tag with the word "Guan Xi" written on it hangs alone in front of the desk.
Zhou Ke said: "Guan Xi has been working at the Yuecheng headquarters."
Someone from the engineering department passed by and chuckled: "Our temple is small and we can't accommodate the gold-plated Buddha."
Someone said: "Public relations are like this, they can only propose plans. Who can't propose plans? I also know that it is politically correct not to dismantle it, but the question now is 'how to dismantle it'! After the bombardment, leave the mess for us to clean up!"
Everyone was dejected: "There is no hope for this project. If we don't start work, we will all be laid off."
The layoff indicators for each team in Yuecheng Company are calculated based on performance coefficients. Teams with poor performance will lay off more people.
The talk of layoffs has already moved on to the next-door project, the Changlefang project, in the past few days, and the shadow of layoffs is approaching step by step.
"What are you talking about?" Pan Qiaomu waited for everyone to vent their emotions on Guan Xi, then slowly came out of the office to chase people away, "Go back to work."
The crowd dispersed.
When Pan Qiaomu saw Chen Jiaxian, he looked familiar: "Did you design the watch you just had during the meeting?"
Chen Jiaxian stood up quickly and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Pan."
Pan Qiaomu smiled.
"Well done." He said casually, "Good job."
…
Autumn has just entered Yuecheng, but the weather has not gotten cooler. Guan Xi lowered the temperature of the air conditioner in the car, and Yu Ben sat in the passenger seat without saying a word.
His eyes fell on Guan Xi's hand. Her nails changed color again and were painted meticulously.
God knows how difficult it is to renovate old cities. Why does she think she can do it, just with these hands?
Yu Ben looked away expressionlessly.
Car registration, visitor registration. A few minutes later, the two arrived at the government building.
After the two parties greeted each other and introduced themselves, Guan Xi took out a small gift from his bag and placed it on the desk of deputy section chief Zhou Cai.
The gift had the logo of Zhuoxiu Group and the words "Changlefang" printed on it.
Zhou Cai opened the box and inside was a cardboard architectural model, the Cantonese Opera Bahe Guild Hall. The size of this model is placed on the desk, flush with the desktop pen holder, the size is just right, and it is obviously carefully designed.
Yu Ben didn't know how Guan Xi got the size of his desk.
Zhou Cai smiled: "I'm interested."
Zhou Cai is about the same age as Guan Xi. This meeting was the support Guan Xi asked Jun Ziyi for when he was going through the transfer procedures. Jun Ziyi gave it, and the leader sent people below to listen to what Guan Xi had to say.
If it is feasible, Shi Yuan will step forward and go through a "reporting" process to the leader after the two parties have almost communicated.
Guan Xi also laughed and started the topic: "Zhou Ke, the Bahe Guild Hall is the guild building of Cantonese opera, and Cantonese opera is one of the characteristics of Changlefang. The Changlefang project is by no means a simple and rough demolition. We are old people When the city is renovated, the biggest hope is to continue the cultural context of the old city and make the old city glow with new vitality."
Hearing this, Yu Ben raised his eyelids and glanced at Guan Xi again.
Continuously. Context.
Tsk.
Yu Ben was determined not to say such refined words. However, the purpose of his appearance today was to help Guan Xi hold the battle, not to play the leading role, so he sat calmly on the sofa without saying a word.
Guan Xi took out the printed materials from his bag.
After several expert discussions, this material has been circulated within Zhuoxiu Group for several rounds, with only one central idea:
cry.
Yu Ben knew every word in it. After he cautiously sent this material complaining about his difficulties to Shi Yuan, Shi Yuan actually approved it quickly.
Guan Xi was right, Shi Yuan wanted Yu Ben to be a villain, but he couldn't say it clearly, forcing Yu Ben to guess on his own.
This made Yu Ben feel quite uncomfortable.
Shi Yuanwen went back and forth with the group several times, and the project also required the government's comments. This kind of thing can only be done by the people below.
Guan Xi and Yu Ben are naturally the "people below".
Guan Xi sent the written materials to Yu Ben to read.
Yu Bi had to sigh, writing materials is like being a father. No matter what the core is, what is ultimately presented is "for your own good." And Guan Xi is obviously an expert who is well versed in the art.
But this ability is not uncommon, and the value it brings is not urgently needed by the project. Yu Ben didn't think this would change his opinion.
Zhou Cai opened the transparent plastic cover and saw that the key points in the material had been marked out with a gray-green highlighter, and guidance stickers were thoughtfully attached to the edges.
He took a deep look at Guan Xi: "Zhuoxiu is really full of talents."
Zhou Cai glanced at the materials, and after ten seconds, he put them aside.
He smiled and said: "This plan is really written in our hearts. Thank you Zhuoxiu for your strong support of our work."
Yu Ben watched Zhou Cai's movements closely throughout the whole process.
Zhou Cai didn't look at it at all.
Yu Ben looked at Guan Xi again. There was still a smile on her face, as if she had been prepared.
Zhou Cai brought two paper materials on the table and handed them to Guan Xi and Yu Ben.
Yu Ben lowered his head and saw the title:
"Yueshi Urban Renewal Measures (Draft)"
Zhou Cai said: "It is still in the stage of soliciting opinions." He directed the two of them to turn to the back. Yu Ben saw three supporting documents of old villages, old factories and old towns, and repeatedly proposed "renovation".
It is "renovation", not "demolition and construction".
Cold sweat broke out on Yu Ben's back.
The country's policy direction has quietly changed, but front-line projects are not aware of it at all. Yu Bi has never been so lucky as at this moment that Guan Xi fell from the sky and took on the responsibility of GR (Government Public Relations).
If he followed his previous thinking and started work as planned, he and his team would be in endless trouble. He didn't want to think deeply: Why did Shi Yuan want him to be a villain? How much did Shi Yuan know in advance? Why didn't you tell him?
Zhou Cai said: "If urban renewal just blindly demolishes existing old buildings to provide 'clean' sites for new development, it might become 'constructive destruction,' don't you think?"
Yu Ben wanted to say that historical buildings have been preserved in the existing demolition and construction plans, but he thought of Guan Xi's question - how should historical buildings be defined?
Who determines “what is a historic building?” Who can determine "what is history"?
Is it the employer? Are you an expert? An Aboriginal person? Or a city dweller?
At this moment, Yu Ben didn't know how to choose. But he knew he couldn't make the wrong choice.
Yu Ben could barely turn the page, but Guan Xi had already expressed his thoughts: "Yuecheng has a long history and numerous cultural resources. Such reconstruction of the old city is a huge challenge that we have never faced before. We need to find a way. A new path for the transformation of old cities, exploring the balance between new business formats and old culture, commercial attractions and residents’ daily lives.”
Yu Ben looked at Guan Xi for the third time.
In such a short period of time, Guan Xi could not finish reading this document.
She had already seen this document.
