After eating a bowl of egg noodles cooked by his sister-in-law, Fang Zhicheng felt better throughout the day and became more motivated at work. Because of the continuous rain showers, Wendi Song's work flow was slightly adjusted today. She originally had to participate in two outdoor
Activities are now mainly indoor activities. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the day's itinerary was over. Sitting in the back seat of the car, Song Wendi suddenly asked: "The plan for the Yuhu Ecological Zone was drafted by the National Development and Reform Commission. Have you read it?"
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said solemnly: "I saw it, but..."
"Speak directly if you have something to say, don't hesitate..." Song Wendi waved her hands, knowing that Fang Zhicheng was pretending to be like this on purpose, and he probably already had his own opinions in his heart.
Fang Zhicheng said softly: "The National Development and Reform Commission was a little perfunctory and proposed to use only fifty acres as the experimental area. Fifty acres is a bit too petty to attract the attention of many real estate developers and create a scale effect. I am afraid that the plan will be affected after a few years of implementation.
He will die young."
Wendi Song nodded, gently tapped the seat on the right side with her fingers, and encouraged: "Keep talking."
Fang Zhicheng added: "The National Development and Reform Commission's plan mainly targets the ecological zones of the third and fourth phases that have not yet been developed. Now the third phase has not been launched yet. Real estate developers are not fools. They cannot give checks in advance like the government. They need to
Only when you see some tangible benefits will you be willing to invest.”
Song Wendi thought about it and asked: "Then what do you think we should do?"
Fang Zhicheng said softly: "Since we are going to do it, we naturally need to create momentum. The first and second phases of the ecological zone have been constructed, and transportation, living, commercial and other facilities have been connected. Only by utilizing the existing complete public infrastructure can we attract investment.
business’s attention.”
Wendi Song frowned, thought for a long time, and sighed: "This is not a simple matter."
The plans for the first and second phases of the Yuhu Ecological Zone have already taken shape. Because of this, it is even more difficult to add new highlights to it.
If the plan is not sophisticated enough and the progress in the later stage is not strong enough, it may cause difficulties for Xia Xiang and others. After all, it is Xia Xiang's political achievements during his tenure. Song Wendi's intervention here will, on the one hand, make Xia Xiang instinctively reject it, fearing that he will mess up the past.
layout, on the other hand, Xia Xiang would think that Song Wendi was striving for credit.
In fact, the plan proposed by the National Development and Reform Commission takes this point into consideration. If the integrated ecological real estate project in the third phase of construction can be successful, it will naturally be a natural thing to introduce it into the first and second phases. However, the third phase of construction is still in the starting stage.
, now it is desolate, and real estate developers are not fools. After on-site inspection and immersive experience, it is obviously more difficult to be interested in and promote this project.
Fang Zhicheng knew what Song Wendi was worried about, and said softly: "You can communicate with Mayor Xia first. After all, he is the leader in charge of the municipal government, so he must have a certain vision." After Fang Zhicheng said this, he regretted it a little, and looked through the back
He secretly looked into Wendi Song's face through the mirror.
Song Wendi nodded slightly, her eyes drifting into the distance. When the car was about to drive into the municipal party committee compound, she suddenly said: "Call the city government and see if Mayor Xia is free this weekend. I'll invite him to go fishing in Yuhu Lake."
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In order to facilitate that plan, Wendi Song had to put aside her dignity and communicate and coordinate with Xia Xiang. Whether Xia Xiang would agree to it would naturally depend on whether Wendi Song was willing to offer benefits of equal value in exchange.
Fang Zhicheng sighed inwardly. In fact, Wendi Song had already figured out the key point and asked himself just because he wanted to hear other people's opinions. He thought about his answer and found that there was no problem at all, so he was relieved.
When Xia Xiang received an invitation call from the municipal party secretary's office, his eyebrows suddenly knitted together and his fingers kept tapping lightly on the red wooden table.
Secretary Jin Feng pushed open the door and asked softly: "Boss, are you looking for me?"
Xia Xiang nodded and said in a deep voice: "On Saturday, Secretary Song invited me to go fishing in Yuhu Lake."
Jin Feng was slightly startled and asked, "Has the location been decided yet?"
Xia Xiang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, so you have to pay attention to the notice and don't make any mistakes."
Song Wendi's invitation seemed like an invitation to shake hands and make peace, but in Xia Xiang's eyes, it was full of conspiracy. Xia Xiang told Jin Feng because he didn't want this seemingly easy fishing appointment to turn into a trap with a painted ground.
Xia Xiang watched the mini-camera incident at the Municipal Women's Federation Guest House. As cunning as Liu Qiangdong, he had no power to fight back in the face of the pressure from the Provincial Party Committee. This also made Xia Xiang clearly aware of Song Wendi's background in the Provincial Party Committee -
—Secretary Li Siyuan has great trust in Song Wendi, otherwise a deputy department-level Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee member would not be thrown to the bench so easily.
Jin Feng said worriedly: "If we don't know the exact location, it won't be easy."
There are dozens of fishing grounds in the Yuhu Ecological Zone. It is too difficult to notify them without any specific clues. The construction of fishing grounds is still in the early stages, and there are many good and bad ones. If Song Wendi picks out a fishery with problems, he may make an issue.
Although Xia Xiang is not afraid, he is also afraid of trouble.
Xia Xiang frowned and said: "Pay attention to his secretary's movements. I guess his secretary will definitely visit places in the past two days."
Jin Feng had done similar things before and knew how to deal with it. He nodded quickly, turned around and went out to make arrangements.
After Xia Xiang thought about it, he still felt uneasy, so he called Luo Meishan and said frankly and honestly: "Song Wendi is going to go fishing in Yuhu this week. You need to be careful and don't let the matter fall into his hands."
"Huh?" Luo Meishan was curious, "I checked Wendi Song, and it seems that fishing is not a hobby in his information."
Xia Xiang sighed and said, "It's precisely because I don't have this interest that I have to be even more wary of him."
Luo Meishan sighed softly and said, "I understand, but please rest assured, Mayor Xia, that nothing will go wrong."
Xia Xiang nodded slightly and said, "Is there any back-up plan for what was explained on the Red Maple Bridge last time?"
Luo Meishan sighed and said resentfully: "I originally thought that Liu Qiangdong would succeed, but I didn't expect that he would fall short."
Xia Xiang frowned and said, "Did someone leak the news?"
"Absolutely not." Luo Meishan waved her hand and said solemnly, "That person has been with Liu Qiangdong for four or five years. Based on his understanding of Liu Qiangdong, there is no way he would reveal the news in advance."
"Perhaps Wendi Song is really lucky!" Xia Xiang sneered and said softly, "You convey to him that although the previous matter did not succeed, I promised him that I will never make a mistake and will definitely help him take another step forward.
.The Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee is now vacant. If I have the opportunity, I will work hard for him."
Seeing that Song Wendi could not be shaken, Xia Xiang simply took Liu Qiangdong away. For him, there were only benefits.
Luo Meishan smiled easily and said: "I know that Mayor Xia is a very loyal person. It seems that his position as Secretary-General is certain!"
Xia Xiang smiled slightly and whispered: "The weekend matters are the top priority, and you must not be careless in the slightest."
Luo Meishan smiled and said, "When have I ever been careless about your affairs?"
In the officialdom, there have always been conspiracies. The conspiracy in the Yinzhou officialdom just now seemed to be Liu Qiangdong's malicious stab at Song Wendi, but who would have thought that the promoter behind it was actually someone else, and Liu Qiangdong was just bewitched.
It's just a chess piece. Song Wendi was not the only one who had a dislike for Liu Qiangdong. Xia Xiang was also extremely dissatisfied with Liu Qiangdong's arrogance, so he used Luo Meishan to arrange for people to bewitch him.
As for why Liu Qiangdong failed and sank into the sand, the black hand behind it was really hidden so deeply that it was difficult to detect.
After get off work, Fang Zhicheng worked overtime until around eight o'clock to sort out the documents that Wendi Song would need to review in the car tomorrow morning. Then he remembered that the top two leaders in Yinzhou went fishing over the weekend, so he called Aunt Dong.
Aunt Dong was very popular and quickly provided him with the phone number of a fishery he knew well. After Fang Zhicheng contacted the fishery, it was already around nine o'clock.
When he was about to return home, an unfamiliar number suddenly appeared on his phone. Fang Zhicheng answered the call out of curiosity, only to hear a man ask softly: "Hello, is this Secretary Fang?"
"Yes. Who are you?" Fang Zhicheng guessed the other party's intention.
"My name is Zhong Yang. My cousin did something wrong before, and I especially want to apologize to you." Zhong Yang said with a smile.
"Who is your cousin?" Fang Zhicheng asked curiously.
"A few days ago at the open-air bar of Zhongtian Plaza..." Zhong Yang reminded softly, "My cousin Nail did something wrong in that matter, so I want to apologize to you."
Fang Zhicheng remembered that incident. On the day Zhao Qingya was about to leave, he helped him clean up a group of hooligans. He also slapped Shao Lingfeng dozens of times. He had already forgotten that incident, but he did not expect that the other party would take the initiative to talk to him.
Apologize, which surprised Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng saw that Zhong Yang's tone was very sincere, so he no longer cared about it: "That incident has been in the past for a long time, and I have long forgotten it. However, your cousin is indeed a bit reckless, you can remind him, otherwise he will suffer losses in the future."
Zhong Yang laughed twice, without any embarrassment, and invited: "Although Secretary Fang doesn't care, my cousin feels sorry for it and wants to apologize in person. How about asking you to have a meal?"
"Apologise in person?" Fang Zhicheng hesitated. What if it was a Hongmen Banquet?
"You decide the location and time, and I'll do the shopping." Zhong Yang added.
Seeing that Zhong Yang could get his cell phone, Fang Zhicheng guessed that he had certain means. He pondered for a moment and said softly: "How about we settle down at the Old News Bar in the south of the city?" After all, it is better to let yourself choose the home court than to be beaten later.
A black gun is better.
"Tonight?" Zhong Yang was slightly startled.
Fang Zhicheng said cheerfully: "Just tonight."
Zhong Yang smiled and said: "Okay, see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Dingzhi asked Zhong Yang curiously: "Cousin, it's enough to just call him to apologize. Why do you have to apologize in person?"
Zhong Yang sighed silently: "You, your reaction is too slow. Recently, my uncle has been criticized by the provincial department, which is very abnormal."
Dingzi sighed: "Are you sure it's related to that kid?"
Zhong Yang secretly thought that Nail was still too naive, and softly advised: "Even if it is not related, we must treat it as if it is related. Otherwise, if something goes wrong with my uncle, our whole family will be implicated."
Although Nailiao was not convinced, he still obeyed his cousin and sighed: "I know."
Zhong Yang frowned, took out an envelope from his purse, and whispered: "Wait a minute, you can find a chance to stuff it to him."
"Brother, what is this?" Dingzi was stunned.
"Just using your mouth to apologize is of no use." Zhong Yang explained, "The apology must show enough sincerity, and naturally it must use something weighty."
Ding Dang hesitated for a while, but finally nodded and took the envelope, but he murmured in his heart that he was being ripped off, right? What was aggrieved was that he was the one who was willing to be ripped off.