Looking at a piece of data in the file on the table, Lu Ming shook his head. It was the population statistics of the Black Mountain Special Zone. They used to be estimates. Now with real data, the total population of the entire special zone has reached more than six million, which is one higher than expected.
times.
In particular, the population data of Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road have increased significantly.
It is also because in rural areas of Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road, land is divided according to capita, and in urban areas, most of the exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes assessed on a per capita basis have been cancelled.
Therefore, many heads that were concealed in the past are now included in the statistics.
In addition, in the past six months, the number of new immigrants and migrant workers in the Montenegro Special Administrative Region has also increased sharply.
There are three cities in Heishan, and there are also three cities in Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road each.
According to current data estimates, the average population in Longbei is around 2 million, and the population in Longbei is around 30 million. However, the area is much larger than the previous province. Each of the four northern provinces has its own Western Autonomous Region.
That kind of vast territory.
Lu Ming thought about it for a while, then picked up another document on the table.
In a few days, the Public Affairs Bureau will auction the operating rights of several bus lines from Central District to Anshan District.
Among the four major provinces, Ansan Province has the largest territory, but it is mountainous, has many loess slopes, and has barren land.
Among the four major governors, An Laoheng, the governor of Anshan Province, was also the weirdest. He owed the other three governors a lot of money.
Anshan's army is more like a mercenary, and so is An Laoheng. Whoever gives more money will support him.
Although the Anshan Army has a large number of people, most of its weapons and equipment are old antiques, and there are even cold weapons and equipment, the famous Beggar Army.
However, Anshan is a barren and remote place, and being a soldier is one of the best ways out. The men in Anshan are also very brave in fighting, and they will bite you hard even if they can't kill you.
Therefore, although the governors of the other three provinces looked down on An Laoheng, they still wanted to maintain him on the surface, lest he completely fall to their enemies.
However, the Westerners went straight to and fro, and in Shengjing they clearly regarded the Anshan people as fourth-class people.
Like the integration of various districts in Shengjing, the status of the central district in the central district is more stable. The city's bus routes basically start or end with the central district, and the radiation generally radiates to each district, while the bus lines from the central district to other areas are all Western.
Negotiate with representatives of the district for joint management.
Only for a few lines to Anshan District, Westerners directly acquiesced in their management rights and put the operation rights up for auction.
Because there were basically no engineering and technical personnel in Anshan District a hundred years ago. Whether it is its current buildings, asphalt roads, tram tracks, etc., they were all led by Westerners. The management of its bus lines also naturally falls under the leadership of Westerners.
into the hands of Westerners.
An Laoxi, the Anshan representative director of the Public Board Bureau, is a distant cousin of the governor An Laoheng. He is an old man in his seventies and almost eighty years old, but he is extremely greedy. He only knows how to make money and also likes beautiful women. Anshan native
In his eyes, they are all slaves, and he and the Westerners are one and the same slave owner.
Officials at all levels below him naturally follow the same mentality.
The people at the bottom of Anshan who came here to work hard have gradually formed associations over the past few decades, including various trade unions and fraternities. However, if such organizations want to exist, they must first provide good care for those small officials, otherwise they will be illegal organizations.
As for the rights and interests of Anshan people, An Laoxi and other Anshan officials have no such concept in their minds.
The recent conflict between Western construction workers and Longbei patrolmen was actually originally caused by Longbei patrolmen deliberately seeking trouble, and dozens of construction workers were injured.
These construction workers were working on construction sites in Longbei and walked home together after work because they could not afford to take the bus.
It takes nearly two hours to get from the construction site to the shanty town in Anshan.
Moreover, special lines are drawn on the avenues and roads in each neighborhood, and migrant workers must line up and walk within the lines to avoid disturbing shops, residents, etc.
Wherever a small road can be used to circumvent the situation, large numbers of workers will never be allowed to use the main road.
When the policemen in Longbei saw these misfortunes, they went to tease people, search them, slap them, etc.
They even made excuses for some of them not to take the migrant labor channel specially marked for them, so they wanted to arrest them and extort money from them.
One construction worker couldn't resist resisting, and the patrolmen swarmed in and beat him.
The construction workers even ran back to Anshan District, and the patrolmen chased them for several blocks in a hurry. As a result, a conflict almost broke out with the Anshan patrolmen, but the Westerners mediated and gave up.
Even so, because there were also injured patrolmen, Li Tan felt that it was a disgrace and he felt that Longbei was the victim.
Looking at these materials, Lu Ming thought of his classmate from Anshan.
There are very few Anshan people who go to school in Shengjing, and some of them come from wealthy families.
But in my class there was a man from Anshan named Gao Xiaoli who came from a poor family. He had an older brother who was a construction worker, and he kept supporting him to go to school.
Sun Jingjun and Gao Xiaoli got along very well. They were almost the same type of people, honest and simple, and their family backgrounds were not good, so they had common topics. On the contrary, Sun Jingjun felt that he was incompatible with his fellow villagers, and he went a little too far.
Looking at the wall clock, Lu Ming was helpless. There was a lecture he wanted to attend today.
It was time for Sun Jingjun, a familiar person, to drag himself into chatting with Gao Xiaoli and the other three.
In Sun Jingjun's eyes, he is already his good friend, and Gao Xiaoli is also his good friend, forming an iron triangle in his eyes.
However, I actually quite like his character.
Although sometimes, I still feel embarrassed.
Lu Ming smiled and stood up.
…
In the corner of the back row of the classroom, Lu Ming was flipping through the book. Today we were talking about the theoretical basis of the endogenous value of assets. The professor had just left, and Lu Ming was ready to leave after digesting it for a while.
But beside him, Sun Jingjun had already started talking to a swarthy boy in plain clothes and trousers covered with patches.
"A Ming, it's Xiaoli's birthday today. Let's go to his house to celebrate it. His brother came over to tell me this morning, saying that he could invite more classmates to make it more lively, the better," Sun Jingjun said with a smile.
Gao Xiaoli said in surprise: "My brother is here?"
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A Ming said it's your birthday today, right?" Sun Jingjun snorted, "Why are you so polite to us?"
Gao Xiaoli lowered his head, "But, my brother is still injured, and I don't want to trouble him too much."
"Your brother is injured? I lied to you, you can't tell!" Sun Jingjun looked surprised.
Gao Xiaoli gritted his teeth and raised his head: "How could he lie to me? He was injured by the patrol a few days ago! He can endure it, but he was still coughing up blood the day before yesterday..."
Lu Ming was startled when he heard this and raised his head.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoli..." Sun Jingjun patted his head, "Look at my mouth!" and then said, "But you must celebrate your birthday today, you know? What your brother wants to see most is for you to be happy.
, he would be happy if he could have friends in college...I understand..." His voice gradually became a little sad.
Gao Xiaoli was silent, "Okay, I know... then..." and looked at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming closed the textbook and said with a smile: "I will definitely go to your birthday. Happy birthday!"
"That's interesting!" Sun Jingjun patted Lu Ming's shoulder hard, and was even happier than Lu Ming was celebrating his birthday.
…
Lu Ming and the other two walked out of the school gate laughing.
"Let's take the bus today, I'll do it!" Sun Jingjun rushed to say.
A bus happened to stop, heading towards Anshan District, and the three of them got on the bus.
In the narrow alley next to it, a black car slowly drove out, following the bus at a distance.
Lu Ming has become accustomed to it, and he doesn't care. There must be Grandma Tuolong among them. She is getting older and stronger, and her abilities are getting closer and closer to the realm of transformation. She has also learned a special secret method of invisibility with Liu Lixin, so that she can hide in close proximity to him.
, if she is in danger, she can arrive as soon as possible.
