"So... you want to drive the economy of Honglin City through Linhu City?" Cao Xinmin shook his head with some disappointment. He thought Shen Dapeng would put forward some good suggestions, but he didn't expect that he was still struggling with the airport issue.
"Is there a necessary relationship between Honglin City and the ecological park? Uncle Cao and my aunt's company seem to have the final say on how the ecological park is built and developed. Whether it is a hotel or a scenic spot, it will have long-term development in the future.
, it’s just tax revenue for Honglin City. Can a city government really control you?”
"this……"
Before Cao Xinmin could answer, Shen Dapeng spoke first, "Uncle Cao, I personally think you are a leader who does practical things for the country and the people. My aunt is also a kind-hearted and down-to-earth businessman. The two of you will definitely work together."
They complement each other.”
Shen Dapeng was talking, as if he was worried that the focus would be focused on himself, so he pointed at Liu Fengxia, "Just now my aunt was talking in the car, saying that the ecological park project should be completed with high quality and quantity, and that the ecological park project should be completed at the foot of Linling.
The scenic spots will become tourist attractions, and the number of tourists will definitely double by then."
"In addition, the ecological park will produce green and non-polluting agricultural and sideline products to provide food for the company's chain restaurants. The vehicle transportation pressure will definitely not be easy. In the long run, the ecological park will still have the second and third phases of the project. At that time
, the insufficient road transportation capacity of Honglin City will also be exposed."
"Dapeng, I have thought about the issues you mentioned, but adults are not as ambitious as you children. We will not live in unrealistic ideals, but pay more attention to doing our best to solve the current problem."
Cao Xinmin's expression became less and less interesting, and he took a sip of warm water. "If the issue of the airport is raised when the ecological park has begun to take shape, maybe I will consider it more seriously and give substantive suggestions. Now...the airport
It shouldn’t be part of the plan. Of course, you have so much money that you have nowhere to spend it, so just do whatever you want!”
The tone was lukewarm, lukewarm, and there was no hint of happiness, anger, sorrow, or joy. But one thing is certain. Cao Xinmin strongly disagrees with the construction of the airport for the time being. However, he did not kill the topic and left some room.
That is, when the ecological park reaches a certain scale, it may be considered again.
"I personally agree with Secretary Cao's point of view." Zhou Chengmin didn't talk nonsense, he just stated his position. Compared with gambling success, he prefers to win steadily, even if he spends more money, puts more effort, and pleases more relevant leaders.
, he should also try his best to grasp the planned progress of the project.
Liu Fengxia and Wang Yuying have never told how much money the company has now, and he has never asked, but he knows very well that Chengyu Real Estate has less than 100 million yuan in liquidity. If Liu Fengxia does not invest money, the ecological park project will not be launched.
With all the difficulties, there is no extra money to build an impractical airport.
Liu Fengxia, Wang Yuying, and Li Zeyu have all stated that they are on Shen Dapeng's side, but Zhou Chengmin still straightforwardly stated his thoughts, which shows the firmness of his attitude.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble and prevent Cao Xinmin from seeing the fishy nature of the company's shares, Shen Dapeng didn't dare to say anything anymore. It wasn't until a large pot of steaming pimple soup was brought to the table that he couldn't help but sigh, "Wow, we can't even eat while eating."
Do you want to use the basin? Sniff it, it smells pretty good."
"Haha, if you like it, eat more. You came with Secretary Cao, so you are full of pimple soup." Lao Yang enthusiastically placed the large basin of pimple soup in a flat place, and then served plates of home-style stir-fries. The plates were not small.
The dishes on the plate are also piled up like a small mountain, and this amount of food is indeed a real bargain.
"Hi, oh... eh, it tastes pretty good." Li Zeyu ignored the high temperature and scalded his mouth, and was the first to taste it. Although the pimple soup was still stirring in his mouth due to the high temperature, he had already tasted the taste.
"It's really good! Lunch at a local restaurant and dinner at a small restaurant. Honglin City's economy is the worst in the province, but in terms of food, it seems to be even more delicious than the provincial capital."
Shen Dapeng drank the hot pimple soup and tasted other home-cooked stir-fries. He couldn't help but sigh that the pimple soup was delicious and authentic, even more in line with the taste of home-cooked food than the 'Lao San Yang' at the local restaurant at noon.
"In the final analysis, it's still... oh... the ingredients are better."
Li Zeyu's mouth was full, his cheeks puffed out, and he murmured inarticulately, "The people live for food, clothing, housing, transportation, transportation, Honglin City has inconvenient transportation, where are the people coming and going; clothing, for many years, the province's economy, taxation
The countdown makes people care more about survival than enjoyment; Honglin City is still a prefecture-level city no matter how bad it is, but housing prices are only 30% higher than Qingshu County. I can't believe it.
The rest... is only food. Honglin City has relied on agricultural and sideline products for many years to maintain tax revenue. Naturally, the people also rely on agricultural and sideline products to survive. Without large-scale projects, there will be no water pollution. Without large-scale mining, there will be no land.
Pollution-free, green and pollution-free food can be found everywhere, so eating naturally means you have to be more particular about it.”
"This young man is very good at talking. But unfortunately, our pimple soup and stir-fried vegetables are not really delicious. They can only be regarded as the most authentic hometown taste of farmers. Less oil, less salt and less MSG. What does the common people taste? My family
This is how my wife makes it."
Old Yang Zhenghan praised his wife with a smile. The middle-aged woman also walked out of the kitchen. The two nodded happily at each other. Old Yang found a chair for his wife. She sat down happily and laughed out loud, but only in her throat.
The laughter he made was a little lacking in confidence and had a strange tone.
"Uncle Yang, Auntie, she is..." Shen Dapeng, out of courtesy and etiquette, and fearing embarrassment to everyone, did not say the word "mute" but pointed to his mouth instead.
"I am mute. Our family is also suffering. I don't know what kind of strange disease I got. I suddenly lost the ability to speak a few years ago. Our generation faces the loess and backs to the sky. After planting crops for most of our lives, we can't save much money. In order to
I am busy making a living, and in order to take care of her, I don’t have time to plant the land, so I can only outsource it to my neighbors in the village.”
Lao Yang looked at his daughter-in-law tenderly, with a hint of helplessness but no dislike in his eyes, "We ran to the city to open a small restaurant to make ends meet while insisting on seeking medical treatment at the hospital. Unfortunately, we never recovered."
Lao Yang said with a naive smile that had not changed much. On the contrary, Shen Dapeng and the others gradually put down the tableware in their hands and looked at Lao Yang's wife, who could not speak but was always smiling. Only Cao Xinmin showed pity.
As if nothing happened, he continued to drink the pimple soup calmly.