Chapter 810: Complete victory in economic strategy
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After Fang Zhicheng finished lunch, he called Guo Jinyuan and drove to the Qiongjinxia He District Detention Center to visit Mo Jin. This behavior was a bit like a weasel paying New Year greetings to a chicken, but Fang Zhicheng felt that as his partner for two years, he still wanted to see him.
Mo Jin lost a lot of weight, and his complexion was not as good as before. His originally sparse hair had been cut off and turned into a bald head. After he saw Fang Zhicheng, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then dimmed. There was anger and hatred in his eyes.
Resentment, but also more helplessness and helplessness.
"It's surprising! Apart from my family, you are the only one who is willing to come to see me." Mo Jin twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little lonely as a hero.
Fang Zhicheng took out a pack of unopened cigarettes, opened it and handed out a cigarette. Mo Jin instinctively glanced at the prison guard behind him, and Fang Zhicheng said: "It's okay, I said hello, you can smoke."
Mo Jin took the cigarette tremblingly, and Fang Zhicheng handed him a lighter from the window. After Mo Jin lit it, he took a greedy breath and said, "Life is full of ups and downs. Who would have thought that Secretary Fang, your first time
It was on this occasion that you handed me the cigarette. The smell of cigarettes is good and memorable, but it is also full of bitterness. I admit that you are the winner and I am the loser."
Fang Zhicheng said softly: "I just wanted to come over today to verify something."
Mo Jin took another puff of cigarette, puffed out the smoke and said: "I have been confusing you from beginning to end. In fact, many things were secretly planned by me, such as Yu Jinping's changes, and the industrial park issue.
, the conflict between you and Mayor Zang intensified..."
As Fang Zhicheng expected, Mo Jin seemed to accept him on the surface, but it was just a disguise. He did a lot of things secretly, and of course, most of them were hiding behind his back and controlling everything.
Fang Zhicheng took a deep breath and said, "Why are you doing this?"
Mo Jin did not answer him directly, but asked: "When did you find out?"
Fang Zhicheng said: "That time I was quarantined for review, and Yu Jinping suddenly organized a standing committee to elect you. Although you pretended well and greeted you afterwards, from that moment on, I began to doubt you.
Later, Zang Yi and I fought against each other many times and were often at a disadvantage. I analyzed carefully. On the one hand, there were informants like Wang Ping around me. On the other hand, there must be people in the district government who echoed Zang Yi. Otherwise, the Standing Committee
It is impossible for Zang Yi to know everything about what happened at the meeting."
When Mo Jin heard this, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he sighed: "It seems that my defeat was not unjust. Your analysis is right. Since Zang Yi entered Hanzhou, I began to secretly communicate with him
Even though on the surface, I avoid him, in fact, I occasionally reveal some Xiaguang information to him."
Fang Zhicheng said: "It's a pity that he didn't save you in the end."
Mo Jin smiled mockingly and said: "No one can protect me. After District Chief Ma retired from the second line, I thought of such a day, but I didn't expect it to come so fast, only two years ago."
Fang Zhicheng said softly: "Old Mo, I know you still have feelings for Xiaguang. Although you have made many mistakes, overall, you have contributed to Xiaguang's development."
Mo Jin said bitterly: "It's a pity that the merits cannot be outweighed. When I think about it carefully, in the process of preparing to build the industrial park, I was indeed too hasty and ignored the minimum moral bottom line. Of course, these words were said a little late.
It was too late for me to wake up."
The answer had been confirmed, and there was a hint of regret in Mo Jin's tone. Of course, Fang Zhicheng couldn't tell whether he was continuing to act or sincerely regretting it.
Fang Zhicheng didn't say anything further. He pushed the newly opened box of cigarettes to the other end of the isolation window, and then stood up silently.
Mo Jin took the cigarette in his hand. The prison guard didn't seem to see it. He smiled complicatedly and stuffed the cigarette into his clothes.
Mo Jin suddenly asked, "I am your first enemy after coming to Xiaguang, and I should also be your last enemy during your term of office."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand towards Mo Jin behind his back, without looking back or responding.
…
Zang Yi returned to Yanjing, mainly to meet with Song Yan, the Chinese representative of the Silan Consortium. The two made an appointment at a coffee shop. Song Yan arrived on time, sat opposite Zang Yi with a smile, and said: "No
I thought Mayor Zang would arrive so early."
Zang Yi smiled lightly and said, "What do you want to drink?"
Song Yan said: "Let's have a cup of Pu'er."
Coming to a coffee shop to drink Pu'er was a bit too personal, but Zang Yi already knew Song Yan's habits. He waved to the waiter and said, "Use the tea leaves I just gave you to make a pot of tea."
Song Yan secretly thought that Zang Yi was really attentive and he was just joking.
It didn't take long for Pu'er tea to arrive. Zang Yi said: "Because this is a coffee shop, there are no professional tea-making tools. Otherwise, I can make you a pot of tea."
Song Yan smiled and said, "Mayor Zang can still make tea?"
Zang Yidao: "To be a good official in China, you have three basic skills. The first is calligraphy, the second is the ability to drink, and the third is the tea ceremony."
Song Yan said: "If you have the opportunity, you must experience Mayor Zang's tea ceremony skills."
Calligraphy is about face. They say words are like people. If your calligraphy is good, the leaders above will be impressed by you. Although we have now entered the stage of electronic office, many materials no longer require pen writing, but the leaders of the old school still pay attention to the following
The foundation of human calligraphy.
The ability to drink depends on the tongue. Friends in the officialdom are more likely to be drinking friends. They usually act serious, but they will only tell the truth and show their true feelings after drinking for three rounds. And if you want to attract business or flatter people, you must do it.
Keep your drinking capacity good, otherwise you will be drunk before your boss is drunk, which will be a loss of character.
Tea ceremony is a hand. With the popularity of Kung Fu tea in China, most people in the officialdom now focus on meeting friends with tea. Drinking tea can wake you up, and can also express your inner meaning. It is a means of communicating with others.
Zang Yi secretly thought that the exchange with Song Yan had gradually eliminated his initial vigilance, and said: "There are many opportunities. It depends on Mr. Song whether you will reward him or not!"
Song Yan took a sip of tea. Although the method of brewing the tea was very rough, he could tell that the tea was old enough. Pu'er tea does not get better the longer it is stored. The best age is between 8 and 15 years.
Song Yan put down the teacup and said, "Mayor Zang, I know why you asked me to do it. I'll tell you the truth, I haven't received any notification from the headquarters yet."
Zang Yi frowned and said, "Can I have a conversation with your President Park?"
Song Yan showed a look of embarrassment on his face and said: "Mayor Zang, to tell you the truth, it is difficult for Chairman Park and I to communicate directly. Generally speaking, I can only report to the vice president in charge of the Asian Business Department.
"
A trace of disappointment flashed in Zang Yi's eyes, and he said: "It seems that the Silan Consortium is giving up on the rhythm of Hanzhou."
Song Yan thought for a while and said, "Mayor Zang, there is actually some news that I can reveal to you."
"Oh?" Zang Yi looked serious.
Song Yan said: "Actually, there is a reason why President Park settled in Hanzhou. President Park's daughter has been studying in China. Of course, not many people in the consortium know this news. I only found out about it recently.
Clues.”
Zang Yi nodded. After Song Yan's reminder, he suddenly realized that because there are so many third- and fourth-tier cities in China like Hanzhou, the Silan Consortium can get a $5 billion project in any city it invests in.
Given the best policy support, why choose Hanzhou?
Zang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he knew Pu Dazhong's purpose of choosing Hanzhou, it would be great. With clues to a breakthrough, he wouldn't be so passive.
Zang Yi raised his coffee cup, faced Song Yan, smiled and said: "Thank you, Mr. Song, the news you gave me is very important."
Song Yan knew Zang Yi's power in China. Although he worked for the Silan Consortium, he had been working in China, so it was inevitable that he would need to go to Zang Yi's place in the future.
Song Yan said calmly: "Mayor Zang is too polite. We are all friends and we should help each other."
The two chatted for a few more minutes, and Song Yan's cell phone suddenly rang. He looked confused, then answered the phone, and then communicated in Korean. Zang Yi couldn't understand Korean, but from Song Yan's expression and attitude
I can guess that it should be a call from the Korean headquarters.
After the phone call ended, Song Yan had a complicated smile on her face, and after thinking about it, she decided to tell Zang Yi the news.
"It's a coincidence that the headquarters just called and mentioned China's five-billion-dollar project." Song Yan said while organizing his words, "In the end, we decided to settle in Hanzhou."
Zang Yi exhaled heavily and said, "That's really great!"
However, there seemed to be a hint of helplessness on Song Yan's face, "However, the project plan needs to be revised. The original plan to invest in the industrial park has been banned. Now we have changed our strategy and are preparing to invest in the Internet industry."
"What?" Zang Yi frowned, showing a look of disbelief.
Song Yandao: "I didn't hear very clearly on the phone just now. Last time Chairman Park went to Hanzhou for inspection and learned that Hanzhou was not only building an industrial park, but also creating an Internet industry base, and he was particularly interested in the Internet industry.
The Ministry of Strategy has studied this and this will be the focus of China’s economic growth in the future.”
Zang Yi couldn't understand. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "That's not right. Chairman Park focused on the industrial park at that time and had no contact with the Internet industry. There must be some problem here."
Song Yan comforted: "Mayor Zang, although the headquarters did not invest in the industrial park, the headquarters still decided to invest in Hanzhou. The funds may not be as much as five billion US dollars, but in the end it will be beneficial to the development of Hanzhou. Overall,
This is a good thing. Of course, you now need to resubmit a policy support."
Song Yan saw the anxiety on Zang Yi's face and mistakenly thought it was because of the reneging on the investment plan at the headquarters. He didn't know that Zang Yi was actually frustrated because the Silan Consortium wanted to invest in Hanzhou
The Internet base gave myself another hard slap in the face.
In the economic debate between himself and Fang Zhicheng, whether it was about the direction of the national trend or the attraction of capital, he was completely defeated.