You have such good conditions, but if you don’t take advantage of them, who is to blame?
Hongcheng was the headquarters of the First Division during the Anti-Japanese War, and most of the family members of the First Division were scattered and resettled in nearby towns and villages.
After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, most of the children of the First Division have developed well. With this enthusiasm, Hongcheng County can receive billions of national special allocations for poverty alleviation every year.
However, in Zhou Yan's view, billions of allocations are not as cost-effective as real policies: after billions of allocations, after layers of exploitation, the average amount goes to 800,000 people in the county, each of whom only has one hundred yuan.
Many dollars.
The people can't get money, and the government can't earn a good reputation. It's really not a good deal.
However, Zhao Yongquan obviously also knew the crux of the matter.
"Mr. Zhou, if you ask me to ask for policies from above, at least I have to have a direction!"
"This has nothing to do with me..." Seeing Zhao Yongquan staring at him eagerly, Zhou Yan felt a little embarrassed, "What kind of policy you want depends on the direction you want to develop Hongcheng..."
"That's true..."
Zhao Yongquan thought for a while, took out a brochure from the briefcase beside him, and handed it to Zhou Yan.
"Mr. Zhou, this is a cultural tourism project launched by the county next door to us. Please take a look..."
Zhou Yan didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the renderings on the brochure, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly took it and looked through it carefully.
"Mr. Zhou, what's wrong?" Zhao Yongquan was a little surprised to see that Zhou Yan's expression was not very serious.
Zhou Yan flipped through it roughly, then put the pamphlet aside, turned his head, looked at Zhao Yongquan, and said with a wry smile: "Secretary Zhao, if I say that the source of this stuff is from me, do you believe it?"
Zhao Yongquan was stunned for a moment, took the rendering and looked at it carefully, and then his eyes widened: "I said it looks familiar, isn't it the terrain near Zhoujialing, but this thing..."
"Everyone..."
Zhou Yan stood up and said, "Excuse me for a moment. I have something small to do. I went out to make a phone call..."
After going out, Zhou Yan immediately took out his phone and called Li Xin in the Xinghan Company office.
"Mr. Zhou, happy New Year, what can I do?"
"It's like this. The planning document for the cultural tourism project launched by Xinghan Construction for Zhoujialing Village has been leaked. You took the lead and contacted legal, financial, and security personnel to organize an investigation team to clarify the matter before the Spring Festival.
…”
After making the phone call and returning to the room, Zhou Yan looked at Zhao Yongquan with a serious face: "Secretary Zhao, lend me the brochure..."
"casual……"
On the other hand, Cheng Lidong, who was on the side, saw Zhou Yan's unkind expression and came over: "Brother, is the problem serious?"
"It's not serious at all," Zhou Yan smiled, "I only gave the project planning document to the village party secretary and asked him to report it to the county to prepare for project approval. But..."
"Nothing!"
"My daughter-in-law is following the entire project," Zhou Yan sighed, "and this is the first large-scale project she has hosted..."
This is really a big deal!
Cheng Lidong is not someone who knows nothing about Zhao Yongquan: Cheng Lidong clearly remembers the incident last year when Zhou Yan bullied a family of experts in the construction industry because of Qin Ruoshu's thesis.
At the moment, I don’t know who else has caused such an incident. Cheng Lidong doesn’t know what to say: I wonder if Zhou Yan is a maniac who dotes on his wife? If you make a little noise, it will make a big difference.
"Brother, what are you preparing to do?"
"Anyway, the company's legal affairs, finance, and security departments have been idle all day and my skin hurts. Before the Spring Festival, I just want to stretch my muscles..."
"Mr. Zhou," Zhao Yongquan looked at Zhou Yan's smile with a hint of murderous intent and was a little worried, "Brother, I got this plan from my classmates..."
"Secretary Zhao, we just need to trace the source of this thing," Zhou Yan smiled bitterly, "Although the copyright of the thing is registered, it is impossible for my people to file an administrative lawsuit, right?
By the way, Secretary Zhao, please tell your classmate that you can cooperate with my people when they investigate, I owe him a favor..."
"Okay, let me make a call too..."
When Zhao Yongquan saw that Zhou Yan was talking about this, he quickly left the private room and called his classmates...
Within a few minutes, the "Wedding March" sounded in the hall outside the door. Zhou Yan estimated that the wedding would almost officially begin...
"Brother Dong," Zhou Yan looked back at Cheng Lidong who was calm and composed, "Isn't it just for my cousin's wedding that you are here this time?"
"Let's see how the prepared vegetable factory is doing," Cheng Lidong smiled slightly, "Also, I'm a little worried..."
"A problem with additives?" Zhou Yan smiled, "You can rest assured that the first batch of products is expected to be offline soon. We can find a specialized testing unit to test it..."
"That's good..." Cheng Lidong breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother, to be honest, I have no idea. When I was in Yunzhong, the shelf life of our prepared dishes was within half a month..."
"Brother Dong, let me tell you the truth, we use all natural preservatives..."
"Hey, that's right," Cheng Lidong smiled and nodded, "I remember Lao Feng said last time that it's still too early for his son to get married, so..."
"In a few months, I will show my pregnancy..."
"I just said..." Cheng Lidong smiled, "By the way, brother, your cousin is ready, what about you?"
Zhou Yan smiled and guaranteed: "14 years ago, I invited you to a wedding banquet!"
Zhao Yongquan, who went out to make a phone call, came back soon: "Mr. Zhou, I have already explained the matter..."
"Thanks then, by the way..." Zhou Yan thought for a moment and looked at Zhao Yongquan with a smile, "Secretary Zhao, do you have approximate data on the fruit production in Hongcheng County?"
"More than 93,000 tons last year!" Zhao Yongquan came casually, "Mr. Zhou, do you have an idea?"
Zhou Yan thought for a while and then asked: "What about the wetland? Do you have a count of the reed production?"
"Reed?" Zhao Yongquan frowned, "There is no statistical data, but reeds can be planted at any time and harvested that year..."
"Let's see, Secretary Zhao," Zhou Yan said with a smile, "I'd like to ask you to do some statistics later. The places suitable for growing reeds are preferably areas where industry can be concentrated. I can cooperate with your county to build a factory...
"
"What about the fruit?"
"Do you need me to give you some advice on that thing?" Zhou Yan was amused, "The output is high, and the price is artificially raised by processing juice, jam, and preserved fruit. If the output is low, the factory will stop working. Anyway, it doesn't matter if it's a township enterprise..."
I believe you are pregnant!
Zhao Yongquan gave Zhou Yan a look: "You must have projects with higher added value."
"Yes..." Zhou Yan smiled helplessly, "Then please ask Secretary Zhao to go back and file a document. Don't cut down some old varieties of fruit trees from the past. We have my order requirements here..."
"Just the three melons and two dates..."
"There is a high premium..."
Zhao Yongquan's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"Do I deserve to lie to you?"
"Hey, brother, talking about fruits, I suddenly remembered something..." Cheng Lidong smiled and leaned over, "A while ago, someone gave me a piece of information, which said the vitamin C content in sea buckthorn juice...
"
"Brother Dong, the project will start soon."
"But the raw materials..." Cheng Lidong frowned.
"Brother Dong, don't you think that our Anxin Mall allocates so much special funds for desertification control in the northwest region every year just for desertification control?" Zhou Yan smiled and revealed the answer, "Those sand-fixing plants
