Barton said frankly: "It's still a question of land. We need hundreds of acres of land. The land for the Ziying Lake block headquarters campus has been preempted by other companies. The land in Liuye Lake is ideal, but ancient tombs have been discovered, and there are many in the city."
There is a small amount of land, but the amount of demolition is too large, which is really a bit difficult.”
Chen Qingyun smiled and said: "I wonder if Mr. Barton has been to Weijiayuan."
Since the building collapse incident, the development of Weijiayuan has stopped. Only the expansion of the software park has taken up a lot, but the land in Weijiayuan is enough for the construction of Duren Group.
"Okay, I'll go to Weijiayuan tomorrow to have a look."
After leaving the provincial party committee compound, Wen Zheng asked curiously: "Mr. Barton, do you know Uncle Qingyun?"
"I met on the plane. I really didn't expect that Secretary Qingyun was so young." Barton's thoughts went back to a few months ago: "At that time, I had just arrived in China not long ago. I should have returned to China not long ago when I was sent by the headquarters.
Hua Xia serves as the regional manager. When he came to Chengdu for the first time, he met Secretary Qingyun on the plane. His luck came and nothing could stop him."
"If you didn't know Uncle Qingyun's identity, you wouldn't have guessed that he was the Provincial Party Committee Secretary." Wen Zheng was full of admiration: "In the past, many citizens didn't know the name of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary. But now it's different. As long as he mentions
Uncle Qingyun, the citizens of Chengdu will be proud: our Secretary Qingyun."
"I know that Huaxia's leaders are very mysterious in the eyes of the people. They can only be seen occasionally on TV, and the people's emotions towards the leaders are also very indifferent." Barton said in confusion: "Rongcheng people are so kind to Secretary Qingyun.
, what’s the whole story?”
At this time, the two of them had walked to the front yard of the Provincial Party Committee and were about to get in the car. Wen Zheng stopped Barton: "Let's go for a walk on the street and you can find out the reason."
"Okay, I also want to experience the nightlife in Chengdu, let's go."
Barton told the driver to go back first, and he and Wen Zheng would take a taxi back to their residence.
It was already nine in the evening, which is when the nightlife in Chengdu begins.
Chengdu is a famous leisure city in China, and the pace of life is two or three beats slower than in other places. If it were summer, at this time, people would be filling the streets with dragon gate formations. Even though it is winter, the streets are still very lively.
"Mr. Barton, you have traveled to many cities in China. If you take a broad look, what is the difference between Chengdu and other places?"
Wen Zheng's expression revealed a hint of pride.
Barton turned his head and looked around, nodding his head: "I have been in Chengdu for a few months, and I haven't thought about what happened around me in detail. What you said made me see something strange.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon. In other places, Spring Festival goods are displayed all over the streets, but in Chengdu, not a single store displays goods on the streets.
The cold wind is sweeping the fallen leaves, and the streets should be covered with leaves now, but the streets in Chengdu are as clean as if they had just been swept."
Wen Zheng interjected: "Falling leaves is definitely inevitable. Look in front, there are several people coming out of the store and cleaning the street in front of the store. In the past, three guarantees in front of the door were advocated, and the slogans were shouted loudly, but not many people took action. Now
It’s different, no one calls for it, everyone doesn’t wait for the sanitation workers, they all take the initiative to clean the streets in front of their own doors.”
"Order, the order in Chengdu, makes me feel like I'm back in the United States." Barton pointed to the street in front: "All the vehicles are arranged neatly, not a single car is parked randomly, and the motorcycles are also very orderly, which is really rare."
"We go to the train station, and you will feel more deeply."
Every time Barton comes to Chengdu, he always takes a plane. He has never been to a train station in a few months. Wenzheng's proposal is exactly what Barton wants.
Instead of taking a taxi, the two got on a bus.
There were quite a few people waiting for the bus. When the bus entered the station, the waiting people queued up automatically, and no one stepped in front. An old lady had difficulty getting on the bus, and someone immediately helped the old lady get on the bus.
During the Spring Festival, the train station is the busiest place. In the past, at this time, there were many idlers at the train station, who used various means to defraud and defraud, causing many families to spend the Spring Festival in depression.
"Mr. Button, we don't care about order. Do you know what is missing in the current train station?"
After walking around the train station, Wen Zheng asked again.
Barton shook his head: "I rarely come to the train station. I don't know what the train station looked like before."
"Have you not noticed that there is not a single beggar in the entire train station?"
"Yes, you can occasionally see poor people begging in Yanjing, but why don't you see them in Chengdu?" Barton's eyes lit up: "Not only are there no train stations, we walked a lot of places tonight, and we really didn't see a single beggar.
."
"Rongcheng established a rescue center. It was proposed by the Ziwei Foundation. It was built with private financing and managed by the Red Cross. If any beggars are found, the civil affairs department will send them to the rescue center."
"Is there any difference from the previous shelters?" Barton is worthy of being an expert in China. He even knows about the shelters of the civil affairs department that have been abolished for more than ten years.
"Of course there is a difference. You can't even imagine how many shady stories there are in the shelter." Wen Zheng said solemnly: "How many farmers who went out to work and college students who were left alone were forcibly dragged into the shelter by unscrupulous officials and became illegal laborers.
"
Barton shook his head: "You mean, the current rescue station is a very sunny charity?"
Obviously, Barton was not completely ignorant of the shady story of the asylum.
Wen Zheng affirmed: "To enter a rescue station, one must truly be unable to take care of himself, must receive social help, and must enter voluntarily."
"It is indeed a good deed and is worthy of praise." Barton's interest has been completely aroused by Wen Zheng: "Besides being a beggar, what else is unique about him?"
"I have traveled to many places. Except for Yanjing, almost all cities have the phenomenon of black cars soliciting passengers, especially at night." Wen Zheng proudly said: "The same situation existed at the Rongcheng Railway Station in the past, but now
, did you hear the shouting? Did you see anyone tempting the passengers?"
"Really not. Although the station square is crowded with people, the order is very good. You want me to see this. Is this why Chengdu citizens admire Secretary Qingyun?"
Patton was undoubtedly a very smart man and quickly understood Wen Zheng's intention. But what he saw now did not fully understand the problem.
Wen Zheng said with a smile: "What we have seen is just a microcosm of the changes in Chengdu in more than two years. The real reason is the construction of Chengdu's credit system. This is the basis for the peace of mind of the citizens of Chengdu and the admiration of Chengdu citizens.
The root cause of Uncle Qingyun."
"Privileges inevitably exist in various social forms, but the phenomenon of privilege in China is more serious. It is not that difficult to establish a national credit system in China." Barton said with emotion.
In the past twenty or thirty years, China's economy has developed, but the quality of the Chinese people has not only not improved, but also seemed to have declined. This is what Barton thought in his heart, but out of respect for Wenzheng, he did not express it publicly.
"Let's go have a late-night snack." Wen Zheng was very excited after receiving Barton's approval: "Rongcheng's specialties are unique in China. Let's chat while eating."
Wen Zheng took Barton through the streets and alleys, twisting and turning to the depths of an alley, and walked into a restaurant with an elegant environment. When he saw two familiar figures in the restaurant, Wen Zheng was so excited that he felt like he had been poured over his head.