Yezhuyu? Secretary Zhang frowned slightly. As a county official, he did not know that there was such a place in his jurisdiction. But after all, he was experienced and did not show off that he did not know this place on the spot. Instead, he said reservedly: "This matter is related to the county committee
We need to study and decide.”
"Then please!" Ono bowed deeply.
In order to express his sincerity, Mr. Ono instructed his subordinates to immediately transfer 10 million yen to the financial account of Nantai County. As soon as the real money was released, the attitude of the leaders immediately changed significantly.
The donation ceremony was held in the hall, and a large number of media friends were invited to the scene.
The multi-purpose hall is filled with flowers, and the soft background music makes people feel happy. Reporters wearing vests and baseball caps are holding guns and cannons. Flashing lights are everywhere. The elegant hotel staff are polite and well-behaved.
, the leaders, dressed in dark suits with flowers in their breast pockets, walked to the front stage to the cheerful rhythm of march music. The host invited by the county TV station sang passionately about the deep friendship between the two peoples and invited Ono.
Mr. took the stage to perform the donation ceremony.
Ono Kozo came on stage and shook hands with Secretary Zhang cordially, and then the staff brought over a large check made of cardboard, with a shocking 10 million on it. In order to stimulate the eyeballs, the number on the check was not converted into RMB according to the exchange rate. After all, seven or eight
One hundred thousand yuan is not a big number. What leaders care about is not money, but achievements.
The large check was raised high by Ono Gengzo and Secretary Zhang. The venue burst into applause and flashing lights kept flashing. Then the two cordially shook hands again. The check was taken away by the staff. The ceremony ended and the banquet began.
During the banquet, Secretary Zhang told Mr. Ono through an interpreter that the county committee had approved the stone tablet at a meeting and it could be carried out immediately.
Ono Kozo bowed deeply and expressed his gratitude to Secretary Zhang, then bent down and reported in detail to the old Hashimoto in the wheelchair. The old man's gray hair was combed meticulously. He raised his head and glanced at Secretary Zhang.
With one glance, his sharp eyes were like blades. Secretary Zhang hurriedly smiled in greeting, but felt a little scared in his heart. This old man's eyes were so scary.
Little did he know that this was a fierce gaze that only the butcher who had killed thousands of people could possess.
Strike while the iron is hot, Secretary Zhang tactfully proposed whether the Ono Consortium can invest in Nantai County. In fact, this is what officials of the county committee and county government are most concerned about. Nantai County's infrastructure is relatively poor, and the soft environment is not good.
The first time a foreign businessman from the United States came to inspect the investment environment, he gave up investing because the public toilets on the street were too dirty.
As a national-level poverty-stricken county, Nantai County has a low GDP level. The county finances are in deficit all year round and rely on national poverty alleviation funds to maintain expenditures. It is difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice, and it is difficult for a county leader to flex his muscles and make a career. This time Mr. Ono
This visit has opened up another path for promotion for the leaders of Nantai County. If they can be allowed to invest and establish enterprises in Nantai, no matter how many jobs they can create or how much GDP they can increase, at least their political achievements will be put here first.
After the translator conveyed Secretary Zhang's request to Ono Kozo, the latter did not agree or refuse to agree, but said a lot of vague words in the traditional Japanese ambiguity: In theory, there is no cooperation.
Maybe, it depends on the sincerity and attitude of both parties...
After the banquet, Secretary Zhang convened the county party committee team for an overnight discussion. Everyone agreed that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Japanese friends have a deep affection for Nantai County, and they should use this shareholder style to complete the investment promotion matter. Moreover, Deputy County Tang
The president also said that he noticed that Mr. Ono was not the actual head of the consortium, but the old Mr. Hashimoto in a wheelchair was the mastermind behind the scenes.
In this way, everyone feels that this is the feeling. Kosaku Ono always behaves submissively in front of Hashimoto, like a filial son. He does not have the qualities that a president of a large consortium should have at all. On the contrary, the one with age spots on his face
Hashimoto Takayoshi has cold eyes and decisive words. At first glance, he is a man who does great things.
Secretary Zhang immediately ordered that from now on, all county staff should put down their work and devote themselves to the important matter of investment promotion. A special leading group for investment promotion and foreign business reception was set up, with Secretary Zhang as the leader and Deputy County Magistrate Tang as the leader.
The executive deputy team leader is in charge of the work. The team members include the top leaders of the County Investment Bureau, Construction Bureau, Public Security Bureau, and Tourism Bureau, as well as the main leaders of the County Party Committee Office, County TV Station, County Hospital and other units, as well as the party and government leaders of the township where Yezhuyu Valley is located.
, in short, it is to mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized and make sure that the major matters of attracting investment are done well.
After the tone was set, the work started easily. In order to facilitate the transportation of building materials and the passing of people during the groundbreaking ceremony, the County Construction Bureau dispatched a bridge construction team to urgently erect a cable-stayed steel cable bridge in Yezhuyu.
In accordance with the principle of special handling, all approval procedures were omitted, and a special fund for poverty alleviation was allocated to build the bridge.
However, Mr. Hashimoto insisted on revisiting his hometown of Yezhuyu immediately. After coordination with the Construction Bureau and the local township government, the local materials and the county's technology and labor were used to repair the chain bridge from the Republic of China era in the shortest possible time.
The construction team first laid new wooden boards on the old chain bridge and drove in strong rivets to ensure the bridge's minimum traffic capacity. As soon as it was completed, a dozen old men and women from the search group came up on the sliding poles. Hashimoto
Seeing this iron cable bridge, my husband was filled with emotion again. He even stood up from his wheelchair, stroking the thick steel cables and chattering in Japanese for a while.
The translator was still very young and translated Hashimoto Takayoshi's words almost without thinking, saying: "Mr. Hashimoto said that he had been to this place during the war into China and had sacrificed many dear comrades here.
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Secretary Zhang, Deputy County Magistrate Tang, Township Magistrate Gao, Zhou Wen and other local officials as well as comrades from the Provincial Foreign Affairs Office were all present. Only Zhou Wen heard the error in his words and corrected him: "This is a war of aggression against China, not a war of entry into China."
, and the word "sacrifice" cannot be used for these fallen invaders."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere changed. Old man Hashimoto was fluent in Chinese, but his hearing was not very good. He turned to the translator and asked: "Nani?"
The young translator looked at the nervous-looking officials and did not dare to speak. Secretary Zhang gave Zhou Wen a stern look and said with a smile: "Let the past be bygones. We have to build on the past and open up the future!"
The translator translated Secretary Zhang's words, and Lao Hashimoto stopped talking with a sullen face. He asked people to push him across the chain bridge. All the officials also got off the sliding poles and walked across the bridge.
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Most of the young and middle-aged laborers in Yezhuyu have gone down to work in the mountains. The only ones left in the village are some old, weak, women and children. Fortunately, there is no pollution deep in the mountains, and the drinking water and food are all natural. Most of these left-behind people are in good health, but those who are left behind are
The physical health of young adults who go out to work is getting worse and worse.
Mao'a's mother is an example. When Mao'a was seven years old, she went to work in a chemical factory in the south. As a result, she got a tumor and was fired, so she had to go home. After the successful operation, she never went out again, and her body bones became stronger and stronger.
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Liu Ziguang and others have been living in the mountains for three days. From being unaccustomed to it at the beginning, to gradually adapting, to falling in love with this small mountain village, such a huge change has occurred in just three days, and they have to
It is said that this place is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city and the glitz of the world. There is no intrigue, no false pretenses, no car exhaust, no noise, and no disturbance. There are only pure and sweet mountain springs, pure natural wild food, and the sky filled with water every night.
’s dazzling galaxy.
Of course, Liu Ziguang and others were not idle. They shouldered the responsibilities that young men in the village should bear. They went to the mountains to carry many stones and repaired the houses, widened the ditches, loosened the soil of the sky and the earth, and served as primary school teachers to teach the children in the village.
Enlightenment education.
Liu Ziguang followed Lao Chengtou to hunt in the mountains. The old hunter's hunting skills amazed him. His various exquisite traps and tracking skills were definitely a rare asset. No wonder Mao Hai's father was selected into the special forces.
Bing, no wonder Mao Boy is good at tracking at such a young age. It turns out he has the blood of an old hunter in his bones.
With the help of Liu Ziguang, Lao Chengtou gained a lot in the past two days. He caught more prey in three days than in the previous month. Among the trophies was a live mountain deer. It is really sad to say that the old man's hunting method is because there is no
With a shotgun, sometimes you just rely on two legs to drive the prey away until it is exhausted before catching it.
Old Chengtou tied the four hooves of the mountain deer to a wooden stick, and he and Liu Ziguang carried it down the mountain. The two of them walked and chatted. Only then did Liu Ziguang realize that the old man had owned many guns.
Type 8, Type 99, old domestically made slides, Chinese formal, and imported British 77 and Springfield style. After liberation, as the main militia in the county, I owned an advanced Type 53 rifle, but the old man
His favorite is the Tiger Head brand double-barreled shotgun bought for him by his son who was an officer in a certain unit in Heilongjiang in the 1960s.
"That gun is so effective that it can knock down a blind bear." The old man was still in high spirits when he mentioned his beloved object many years ago.
"What happened next?" Liu Ziguang asked, not knowing whether he was asking about the old man's son or the gun.
"The eldest son of our family died on Zhenbao Island, and the gun was later handed over to the public." The old man said calmly.
Liu Ziguang was silent. At this time, he only had four words in his heart: "The whole family is loyal and loyal."
The two returned to the village and saw a group of people coming down from the mountain ridge from a distance, sitting on sliding poles and holding parasols. Liu Zi put up a pergola with his bare hands to look at it and exclaimed: "Zhou Wen, this guy is so efficient, right?
Here comes a tour group... Something's wrong, this tour group is foreign-related, a bunch of Japanese old men and women."
The team slowly walked over. After several hours of trekking, Hashimoto Takayoshi, who was already in his nineties, was exhausted. The mountain wind was biting. Mayor Takao observed his words and carefully took out his windbreaker to cover the old man.
The old man looked at this short fat man who was busy running around with a flattering look on his face, and couldn't help but think of some people and some things back then.
Suddenly, he saw two hunters, an old man and a young man, standing on the hillside not far away. The older man had white hair and beard, and his waist was straight. He had a steel fork in his right hand and his left hand on his waist. They stood there majestically, and the mountain wind blew their snowy whites.
His beard is like a mountain god descending to earth.
Hashimoto Takayoshi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously touched his injured leg.