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Chapter 948 Candid Shots of Cao Gong Lane

(Little Yandou was born on Monday, and I didn’t sleep for two nights. Yandou is a person with plans, but plans can’t keep up with changes. The manuscript has been prepared for a long time, but there is no time to update. Today’s two updates will make up for the updates from the previous two days.

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After coming out of the municipal party committee compound, Fang Zhicheng drove to the old street. Although he already had information about the old city in his hands, the materials that had been modified with text were far from what he could see with his eyes.

The old street in the center of Caoyao was once the most prosperous place in the late 1990s. At that time, the biggest wish of young people who started their own businesses was to have a shop in the old street. As long as a storefront of less than ten square meters is needed, no matter what

Whether you are dealing in branded clothing or off-brand clothing, you can make a lot of money every day.

However, with the economic development in the past two years, the prosperity of the old street has disappeared. It is only a few hundred meters away from the city center, but the old street is full of old and rotten smell. Although there are shops, most of the storefronts have clearance sales.

The many small shops in the old street have become synonymous with street stalls.

Fang Zhicheng parked his car outside, wearing a peaked cap and a SLR camera hanging around his neck. He pressed the shutter from time to time to record the places that touched him. For example, the sunken potholes and thick sycamore branches that can be seen everywhere on the street.

The branches are stretched to the roof of the store. If there is a strong wind, the branches are likely to break and hit pedestrians...

It can be seen from these details that the center of the old city of Caoyao City has long been in need of vigorous politics.

But the city government is also powerless. If it wants to rectify it, all these stores must be demolished. The price of land in the old city is very high. Without billions of funds, it will be difficult for the demolition to proceed smoothly. And some buildings are not even worth mentioning.

It can be dismantled.

The road where the old street is located is called "Cao Gongxiang Road". It is named because the headquarters of the famous Caoyao Heavy Industry Group was once here. Located in the southeast of the old street, there is a house that looks a bit shabby.

The community is a building for the families of employees of Caoyao Heavy Industry Group.

Five years ago, the then Municipal Party Committee Secretary once wanted to completely renovate Caogongxiang Road, but because it involved the family building of Caoyao Heavy Industry Group, he received strong opposition. In the end, the Municipal Party Committee Secretary had to give up.

In fact, Caoyao Heavy Industry Group has begun to decline since 2006. Cao Yao Technical School, located on the north side of Caogong Lane Road, used to be a place that many local students yearned for, because after graduating from this school, they were guaranteed to be assigned, and 100%

Ninety-nine graduates can be assigned to work at Caoyao Heavy Industry Group. Caoyao Group is not only a state-owned enterprise, but also very profitable. In the eyes of many people, joining Caoyao Heavy Industry Group is equivalent to winning a golden rice bowl.

But now this golden rice bowl is no longer worthy of its name.

Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but think of Qinhuai Heavy Industry in Yinzhou, which started planning for transformation as early as four years ago. Therefore, in the current depressed economic environment, it can still drive the development of its main business with side businesses. However, Caoyao Heavy Industry Group has not experienced much change.

There have been many changes, and there was a production suspension last year because the large amount of inventory was difficult to digest.

In the past few years, the Municipal Development and Reform Commission has been promoting the transformation of Caoyao Heavy Industry Group, but the effect has been minimal. The key is that the management of Caoyao Heavy Industry Group is a difficult nut to crack. Caoyao Heavy Industry is a department-level state-owned enterprise, and its chairman is named Du Guangquan.

He is a cadre who has come up step by step from the bottom of Cao Yao Heavy Industry. Because he has led Cao Yao Heavy Industry to create many brilliance, his position is stable and his prestige is high.

Such news once broke out. People all knew Du Guangquan, but they didn’t know who Cao Yao’s municipal party secretary was!

After taking a few photos at the entrance of the old family building of Caoyao Heavy Industry Group, Fang Zhicheng turned back to the parking lot and passed by a small noodle shop. He thought about going back directly after dinner. Not long after he sat down, he happened to meet a pusher.

The woman carrying the stroller met each other's eyes.

Fang Zhicheng always felt that she was kind-hearted, and the woman hesitated slightly, then a smile appeared on her lips and came towards the direction where he was sitting.

"Brother, what a coincidence!" The woman's voice was clear and loud.

Fang Zhicheng's face was still a little confused. He had only arrived in Caoyao not long ago and had been working most of the time, so he didn't know anyone.

The woman saw Fang Zhicheng's embarrassment and quickly explained: "Do you remember that day on the train? You sat in the front row and helped me pick up my suitcase..."

Fang Zhicheng patted his forehead gently, suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "It turns out it's you! You took your nephew to find your mother..."

The woman nodded and said, "Yes, it's me."

Fang Zhicheng saw that her expression was a little strange, and she was afraid that she might have some stories. He did not continue to ask, and changed the subject, saying: "Are you preparing to eat? It just so happens that I am also preparing to eat. So, we are destined to meet each other, I will treat you."

There was a look of surprise on the woman's face, and she quickly said, "No need! I have an appointment!"

Fang Zhicheng thought about it and said, "Okay, then do whatever you want."

The woman took the child to the corner, took the bottle from the back of the stroller, and handed it to the baby. The baby took a few sips and stopped drinking. The woman carefully wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then focused on the door.

, waiting for someone to arrive.

From the details of these smiles, Fang Zhicheng could actually figure out some clues. First of all, this woman should be the biological mother of the baby, but for some reason, the woman lied to herself; secondly, the woman came to Cao Cao from Yanjing.

Yao, I suffered a lot during the journey, probably because of the person I was waiting for.

Ten minutes later, a man slowly walked in from the door. The woman stood up from her seat, with joy in her eyes. Fang Zhicheng saw his face clearly, and with his good cultivation, he was inevitably shocked. The man was just rough.

He cast a cursory glance at the woman in the distance, turned to greet Fang Zhicheng, and said, "Mayor Fang, I didn't expect to meet you here by such a coincidence."

"Minister Guan, you must have come here because of his reputation!" Fang Zhicheng asked with a half-smile.

The woman in the corner saw Guan Ruofei and Fang Zhicheng chatting, and quickly sat down, lowering her head and no longer looking here.

Guan Ruofei's reaction was as usual, and he said with a smile: "Yes, although this noodle shop looks very ordinary on the outside, his noodle shop has been open for decades. It is Cao Yao's famous store hidden in the market. His burning noodles taste very special

good."

Fang Zhicheng nodded and said with a smile: "Minister Guan came to Caoyao a year earlier than me. It seems that he has a lot of knowledge about Caoyao's local cuisine."

Guan Ruofei sat directly opposite Fang Zhicheng and said, "Since it's such a coincidence, let me treat you."

Guan Ruofei ordered two bowls of burning noodles and two portions of fuyong eggs. The so-called burning noodles, noodles and soup are separated. The noodles are stirred with the sauce. When eating, add a little soup to prevent the noodles from being too dry.

The taste is spicier than ordinary noodles. The fuyong egg is steamed egg custard topped with some minced meat, which is fragrant.

After finishing the meal, Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but secretly admire Guan Ruofei's good psychological quality. Not only did he eat heartily, he also kept talking about some interesting things. Judging from his temperament, he was somewhat similar to Wang Guoyue.

After Guan Ruofei finished eating the noodles, he helped Fang Zhicheng pay the bill and said with a smile: "I have something to do, so I left first."

Fang Zhicheng nodded and said, "Okay, thank you for inviting me to dinner today. I will be the host next time. Goodbye!"

After Guan Ruofei left the noodle shop, Fang Zhicheng came to the woman and sighed softly: "That person just now is the person you were waiting for, right?"

This woman's heart was not as strong as Guan Ruofei's. There was a look of surprise in her eyes, but she still shook her head, "You are mistaken, I don't know him."

Fang Zhicheng sighed softly, took out a piece of note paper from the camera bag he carried with him, wrote his name on it, and whispered: "If you need any help, please call me."

The woman bit her lip and did not respond.

About half an hour after Fang Zhicheng left the noodle shop, Guan Ruofei walked back into the noodle shop and saw the woman lowering her head, observing the baby with gentle eyes, and shook her head helplessly.

When the woman saw Guan Ruofei, her eyes lit up and she whispered, "Are you here?"

Guan Ruofei nodded and said: "I just met my colleague. As you know, I have to hide this matter, so I have to pretend that I don't know you."

The woman nodded and sighed: "I'm sorry, I have become a burden to you."

At this time, the child in the stroller started crying. Guan Ruofei quickly held the child in his arms and gently rocked it a few times. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Hurry up and eat something."

The woman nodded, called the waiter, and ordered a bowl of light noodle soup.

"What should I do?" The woman's eyes fell on Guan Ruofei's face and asked in a low voice.

Guan Ruofei smiled helplessly: "I have already made arrangements. You will return to Liaozhou later. Someone will pick you up there and arrange for you to go to South Korea."

"Where is the child?" The woman's eyes showed disappointment. She originally came to seek refuge with Guan Ruofei, but she didn't expect that Guan Ruofei would send her abroad.

Guan Ruofei said slowly: "I will take good care of the child. Please rest assured, he is my flesh and blood, and I will not treat him badly."

The woman's eyes turned red and she said hoarsely: "You once promised me that you would marry me."

Guan Ruofei smiled awkwardly and said: "I'm sorry, I can only give you a sum of money, which is enough for you to live a good life abroad. Moreover, as long as you ask in the future, I will continue to help you."

The woman cried and said: "You know, I don't need these at all..."

"Is it for love?" Guan Ruofei's tone became a little cold and a little impatient, "I can't get divorced, and I won't give up my career because of you."

Tears dripped down on the table. The woman knew that the outcome would not change much. She laughed at herself and said: "It was a mistake for me to look for you. I should have raised the child secretly. In this way, at least without you,

But I still have him."

Guan Ruofei's heart softened and he sighed: "No matter how far apart we are, because he has the blood of you and me, I will always remember you."

The woman wiped away her tears, smiled reluctantly, and said, "This is the last time I believe your sweet words."

After the woman slowly finished her noodles, Guan Ruofei made a phone call, and several sturdy men walked in from outside. They took the woman into a black car.

Standing on the balcony of a two-story building not far away, Fang Zhicheng skillfully adjusted the near and far focus, pressed the shutter, and recorded it all. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net

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