Huo Da started his career step by step from the villages and towns of Qinwan. Yue Wen understood that what this kind of native-born leader admires most is cadres who dare to fight and dare to attack, and what he appreciates most is his approach to achieving immediate results.
The minibus rolled over the iron gate that had been flattened on the ground, and drove all the way to the front of the office building, only to see the boss of Furong Port, Mao Zhizhong, walking downstairs unhurriedly.
"Secretary Huo, Secretary Huo." When he saw the minibus, he hurriedly held up his mobile phone and trotted towards it, standing in front of the minibus door.
His face froze in confusion, and the door opened. The first person to get out of the car was Yue Wen, a senior party worker in Furong Street, director of the Transportation Bureau, and director of the Port and Shipping Bureau.
Yue Wen was not easy to work with. Many people had mentioned this to him, and he had also heard about it. China National Petroleum Corporation had suffered from him. Therefore, when Yue Wen took up the post at the Transportation Bureau, he could not be said to be cooperative with the work of the Port and Shipping Bureau.
, but he did not make it any more difficult. After Yue Wen arrived at Furong Street, he did not visit him.
"Secretary Yue!" Mao Zhizhong was very familiar with local customs and knew how to address a person with the highest official position.
"Lao Mao, I'm sorry, the door is broken."
"Is the door broken?" He looked at the office director Qiu Xuefu who was standing aside with a smile. Qiu Xuefu immediately looked embarrassed, "Oh, the door doesn't work very well. Look, I answered a call from the head office. Secretary Huo..."
Hoda had already got out of the car, and Yue Wen stepped aside with a smile. A group of leaders also got out of the car and stood behind Hoda in a fan shape. They all looked at Mao Zhizhong and Qiu Xuefu with serious faces. This posture was not like coming.
To investigate, it seems that we are here to investigate and investigate.
"Such a big port area is making money every day. Old Mao, you said you had two broken doors. How much will it affect the image?" Huo Da didn't say anything. Yue Wen's mouth was like a gun firing at Mao Zhizhong.
, "The leader's car couldn't get in outside the door. There was no way. I drove a forklift and rammed it away. The old ones wouldn't go away, and the new ones wouldn't come. If you don't break it, you can't stand it. Only by breaking and standing can money come from all directions..."
He didn't even mention that Qiu Xuefu wanted to ask for instructions, and directly put all the blame on the door, leaving no one's responsibility.
All the leaders behind him knew very well that if Huo Da came to investigate, a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, and a senior industrial official came to investigate, if the news spread, many people with ulterior motives would cause a lot of trouble.
According to Yue Wen, in this case, the door is not open because of the door and has nothing to do with anyone.
Mao Zhizhong's expression changed. He was a representative of Hong Kong capital and had always looked down on these "countrymen". He had not been very cooperative with the work of the Port and Shipping Bureau in the past, and was not very enthusiastic about inspections from the port. He had always believed that law enforcement inspections
Too frequent, affecting the normal operations of the port.
Moreover, many departments and even the work committee offices and management committee offices came under the banner of leadership. There were also many people who came to fish on weekends. There were many fish under the "king" block. Therefore, he issued an order, no matter which unit it was.
, you need his consent before you can come over for investigation.
However, it’s not Li Gui who’s here today, it’s Li Kui who’s here!
He originally felt a little guilty in his heart, but when he heard the door being knocked open, that little bit of guilt flew out of the sky, leaving only anger.
Huo Da walked forward accompanied by Mao Zhizhong. He also had a straight face and did not even address him. "The development of Pingzhou Port has encountered a bottleneck. The northern harbor is no longer suitable for port expansion. Fuhua Company has considered it."
No, expand Furong Port?"
Mao Zhizhong smiled. He spoke Hong Kong-style Mandarin and said, "Secretary Huo, it's not that our Fuhua Company doesn't want to invest. The expansion of Furong Port is simply impossible."
"What should I say?" The sea breeze blew up Hoda's clothes and his hair, exposing his scalp. He quickly held it down. Today was the weekend and he forgot to put on hairspray.
"Furong Port has gentle tidal flats and severe siltation. It is not suitable for building a deep-water port at all. It is impossible to build a wharf with a capacity of over 10,000 tons!"
This involves professionalism. Hoda looked back at Yue Wen.
Yue Wen took a step forward and pointed to the vast sea in front of him, "Old Mao, Furong Port is not worried about the supply of goods now, right?"
Mao Zhizhong looked at this young official, who was almost a legend in the development zone. He carefully weighed his words and said, "I don't have to worry about the supply of goods, and the business volume is okay." He deliberately left room for words.
Yue Wenpi smiled and said, "This should all be attributed to Secretary Huo and the development zone."
Mao Zhizhong was furious. Port management has nothing to do with you. Aren't you trying to grab credit for it? "How do you say that?"
"Furong Port is an important regional port in the north, a national first-class open port. In the past two years, the development zone has successfully secured railways and highways. The reconstruction and expansion of National Highway 401 has been completed, successfully radiating and driving the entire western Qinwan and even the sea of clouds.
In other cities and towns, the radiation range of Furong Port is getting bigger and bigger, can you not help? This is not due to the development zone, but to you?"
He was like reprimanding a child who made mistakes, and Mao Zhizhong was unable to say a word.
"As far as I know, Furong Port is often overloaded. However, the annual throughput capacity of Furong Port does not exceed 3.5 million tons. Nowadays, cargo pressure on ships and port pressure often occur. Next year, the throughput of Furong Port will reach
6.5 million tons, will reach 11.5 million tons in 2010, and will reach 76 million tons in 2020... Lao Mao, do you think Furong Port can be done without expansion?"
Mao Zhizhong finally understood that the leading cadres of the development zone were forcing the port to invest a second time and expand it again.
But what he said doesn't count, it really doesn't count.
Yue Wen stopped paying attention to him, "Secretary Huo, Pingzhou Port is the only port area suitable for building a deep-water port on the coastline of nearly a thousand kilometers in the north, apart from Jinmen Port and Huanghua Port. I don't believe that Furong Port cannot build a deep-water port!"
This sentence is inspiring!
Huo Da secretly exclaimed that he was enjoying himself. The district leaders and bureau leaders behind him were also relieved. Everyone was staring at Mao Zhizhong.
Mao Zhizhong smiled, "Well, if you don't believe me, you can ask experts to prove it."
He smiled and looked at Yue Wen, "I have worked in the port for many years, and I still know this."
"Nothing is impossible in this world, everything is possible." Yue Wen accidentally said an advertising slogan.
"Then you can't conjure up a deep-water port out of thin air, right?" Mao Zhizhong said with disdain.
The two looked at each other. Although their faces were shining brightly, they were tense under the sun.
"Okay," Hoda looked at the two of them seriously, "The Development Zone Transportation Bureau organized experts to conduct demonstrations. If Furong Port can be expanded, I will go to your boss Pi and ask for a replacement."
Who to replace?
Naturally, it was Mao Zhizhong who replaced the Hong Kong manager of Furong Port!
Mao Zhizhong's face turned blue and purple. He understood that this was his shortcoming. Furong Port was located in the development zone. Strong dragons could not overwhelm the local snakes. If there was any trouble with the local government, the head office would also have to think about it.
He knew that he had offended Huo Da just now, but he didn't want to regress like this. "Secretary Huo, what if we can't expand, we can't expand?" He looked at Yue Wen again, "If the conditions are met for expansion, I will resign. If not, I will resign."
If you meet the conditions, the traffic manager will fix the iron gate for me and go to the head office to explain the matter clearly."
The language of adults is reserved, so why don’t you just say it directly? If you say it clearly, isn’t it just an apology?
"Okay, it's settled." Huo Da didn't say anything, but Yue Wen smiled and stretched out his hand. Mao Zhizhong saw that he didn't want to shake hands with him, and he didn't prevent Yue Wen from pinching his arm with his left hand and held his right hand.
He wanted to withdraw his hand, but the hand was so powerful that he could not move at all.