I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 205 A Message
Song Qingdong chuckled and said, "County Chief Miao likes fishing. I heard you two are on good terms. I'm sure it's true. You've caught quite a few, haven't you?"

"There are quite a few, especially in Miao County, where the harvest is very good."

"Haha, he's so happy."

"Yes, when we were fishing, County Chief Miao also mentioned the construction of the main road for the new energy base."

Upon hearing Fang Qingye's words, Song Qingdong's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. Even Song Dahai, who had been idly standing nearby, looked at him.

"County Chief Miao is talking to you about this?" Song Qingdong seemed a little skeptical.

“I’m not lying to you, Uncle Song. I’ll be frank. County Chief Miao is very unhappy about this.” Fang Qingye then recounted to Song Qingdong what she had said to County Chief Miao yesterday, naturally only mentioning the shoddy construction of the road and omitting the rest.

Song Qingdong listened in silence for a while, and finally sighed: "Alas, I had a bad cold those few days and was not feeling well, so I sent Dacheng to report on the work. It seems that I did not think it through."

"Dad, didn't you report this to County Chief Hu later?" Song Dahai interjected.

“Yes, but it seems that’s still not enough. Xiao Ye, thank you for reminding me. I’ll find an opportunity to bring Da Cheng along and ask County Chief Miao to explain to him and apologize. Will you accompany me?” Song Qingdong said.

"Uncle Song, it might not be appropriate for me to go," Fang Qingye politely declined.

"Hmm, a little, okay then."

Seeing Song Qingdong's attitude, Fang Qingye felt relieved.

Actually, when Miao Hongbin mentioned this while fishing yesterday, did it originally imply that he wanted Miao Hongbin to pass on a message?
I wouldn't say 100%, but it's about 70-80%.

"Uncle Song, there's something else, which is the quality and safety of the gas company's project construction. If something goes wrong, it will be a big deal! We absolutely cannot be careless!" Fang Qingye said.

Normally, Song Qingdong wouldn't care much, but having learned from the previous experience of the base's road quality issues, he is now taking it very seriously.

“You’re right. Here’s what we’ll do.” Song Qingdong pondered for a moment: “I’ll talk to Lao Qian first. Once I’ve recovered, you, me, and Lao Qian, as investors, will inspect the construction project, give those bosses some pointers, and tighten the screws!”

"Okay, it would be best if the gas company drafted an official document and distributed it to all the departments and specific construction units!" Fang Qingye suggested.

"That's a good idea,"

After finishing her business with Song Qingdong, Fang Qingye said goodbye and left. Song Dahai also had to go to work, so he followed her downstairs.

This time, Song Dahai didn't drive his own car, but instead got into Fang Qingye's car and had it taken to Shijiaba Market.

On the way, Song Dahai muttered to himself, or perhaps to Fang Qingye, "That Miao Hongbin was just promoted, and he's already that capable?"

Fang Qingye chuckled upon hearing this.

"The fact that they were promoted shows they're capable. Is it because they're not a member of the Standing Committee and are ranked lower that you look down on them?"

"You know what, there's a bit of that. As far as I know, Miao rose through the ranks step by step from the grassroots level. It seems like he doesn't have any family or relatives in official positions."

"Heh, you're quite frank. We're best buddies, so it doesn't matter. But you can't say that in front of others," Fang Qingye cautioned.

"I know."

"However, if you look at it from another angle, it shows that they are really capable, so don't underestimate them."

Fang Qingye vaguely remembered that Miao Hongbin did not stop at the ordinary deputy position. He later became the executive director, and eventually was promoted to the county head and secretary of a neighboring county. He finally retired as the vice chairman of the municipal political consultative conference, which could be considered a successful career. Song Dahai chuckled and said, "Whether I underestimate him or not, he's useless."

Fang Qingye understood what he meant; he was no longer involved in the family business.

There were some things Fang Qingye hadn't planned to say, but now that the topic had come up, she casually said, "Dahai, I think you should also pay attention to your family business. I reckon your job as a city management officer won't last long, just like mine."

Song Dahai chuckled. "I know, but let's just enjoy it one day at a time. We'll deal with it when things get tough."

It seems that Song Dahai really doesn't like his family business, but things don't always go as planned.

Fang Qingye shook her head and said nothing more.

After dropping Song Dahai off at the entrance of Shijiaba Market, he went to work. Fang Qingye then drove back to the nursery. Around 6 p.m., when it was almost time to leave work, Fang Qingye suddenly received a call from her second uncle, Fang Jianhua.

He originally thought they were talking about the land use change, but Fang Jianhua didn't mention that on the phone. Instead, he asked, "Xiao Ye, did you go to see Song Qingdong today?"

"Yes, Second Uncle, how did you know? Did President Song call you?"

"Yes, they said they were planning to invite County Chief Miao to dinner. It's mainly because of the road quality issues at the base a while ago. They want to explain things to County Chief Miao properly and apologize as a way of making amends. They were worried they wouldn't be able to get him to come, so they asked me to put in a good word for them. They also said that you said a lot to him at his house today, which touched him deeply, and they wanted you to join them. If it's inconvenient for you, could you tell them what you said?"

"It's about the quality of the roads at the base! The day before yesterday, County Chief Miao and I went fishing, and we talked about this in the middle of the trip."

Fang Qingye then told her second uncle everything about her conversation with Miao Hongbin and her conversation with Song Qingdong at noon that day.

"Is that so? Xiao Ye, then tell me, should I help you with this?" Fang Jianhua asked over the phone.

"This is for Second Uncle to decide; I can't make the decision for you," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"Hehe. Actually, you still want my help, right? I know you have a good relationship with Song Qingdong, especially his youngest son. Doing business requires help, but our family, including our relatives, don't have many business people. You should associate with him. However, your second uncle is reminding you that Song Dacheng is no good. He'll get into trouble sooner or later. Don't get involved with him!"

“I know, Second Uncle. I hope that Song Dahai will take over his father’s job when the time comes,” Fang Qingye said.

"That's not easy. Besides, this is his family's internal matter, so don't get involved," Fang Jianhua reminded him on the other end of the phone.

"I see."

After hanging up her second uncle's call, Fang Qingye let out a soft sigh of relief.

Everything has been resolved satisfactorily, and it has nothing to do with me anymore.

Two days later, Fang Qingye went to Shanghai and, along with Bai Ou, visited the Industry and Commerce Bureau, the Tax Bureau, and the bank to change the legal representative of Tuofang Commerce and Trade Technology Investment Co., Ltd. to her own name, and personally took on the role of general manager.

"Sigh," Fang Qingye sighed inwardly.

How wonderful it would be to appoint Bai Ou as the legal representative and CEO! She has extensive legal knowledge, is also involved in economics and business management, and most importantly, she is enthusiastic and dedicated!
Seeing Fang Qingye like this, Bai Ou said, "Alright. I'll be staying in Shanghai for almost another year. Although I'm no longer an employee of Tuofang Investment, I'll continue to help you."

"Won't this affect your civil service exam?" Fang Qingye asked again.

"Don't worry, it won't have any impact."

What a wonderful girl, Fang Qingye thought to herself.
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(End of this chapter)