I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 590 Forest Area, I'm here to report on my work.
This dinner allowed Lin Xiaohe to familiarize herself with the leadership team of the Tienan District; in a sense, it was an olive branch extended by the top leader.

On her way back to her lodgings, Lin Xiaohe couldn't help but chuckle as she recalled the conversation at the dinner party.

She also wondered what gave this group of people the confidence to stand up to her before, but she never expected that they were just trying to take advantage of her.

Through snippets of conversation from several deputy district heads, Lin Xiaohe learned that the fiscal revenue of Tienan District last year was only a mere 6000 million yuan.

With over 800 enterprises, it only generates such a small amount of tax revenue, less than half that of Anning County, yet its expenditures exceed 1 million yuan.

The deficit was entirely subsidized by the provincial capital's fiscal payments.

No wonder the provincial capital's State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission came to me with so many questions. They have such a big drag on the economy as the Tienan District, so they have to find a way to solve their predicament!

Clearly, Lin Xiaohe's several provocations made them realize that a hardline approach wouldn't work, and their attitude softened.

The next day, the second-hand Passat originally assigned to the district head was replaced with a brand new Passat.

The gray paint gleamed, the car was spotless inside and out, and you could smell the unique leather scent of a new car.

Chen Guang chuckled and said, "Our treatment has improved too."

The head of the administrative department, with a thick skin, pretended not to notice the sarcasm in Chen Guang's words and kept following behind Lin Xiaohe, asking her if she had any other needs.

Lin Xiaohe: "No need, and no need to arrange a driver."

"Okay, when would be a convenient time for you to hold a large meeting and give a speech to the people in the district?"

Look at how this was handled! The leader has been in office for so long and has achieved several accomplishments, yet no welcome party was held for him!

The head of the administrative department was secretly lamenting, feeling that his time as department head was coming to an end.

Lin Xiaohe didn't make things difficult for him: "There's no time like the present, let's do it this afternoon."

It's often said that men aren't as attentive as women and don't know how to take care of others, but the truth is, when it comes to dealing with superiors, men are incredibly observant and considerate!
As soon as Lin Xiaohe pushed open the office door, she noticed something was different.

The tea in the enamel mug was ready, neither too hot nor too cold, just right for drinking. Next to the original thermos, there was now an instant water kettle made in Anning County.

In the middle of the empty cabinet, two rows of freshly squeezed juice from Pang Donglai, which Lin Xiaohe often drank, were displayed.

The stack of documents on the table was arranged in two piles, one pile was submitted a long time ago, and the other pile was submitted early this morning.

A new desk calendar appeared on the bright red desk, with a note next to it listing the people who wanted to visit that day in neat handwriting.

Lin Xiaohe opened the drawer, and there were two boxes of medicine neatly stacked, with a bag of fruit lollipops next to them.

Before she joined Changhong factory, she always liked to wander around with a lollipop in her mouth. Who found out about that?
Seeing this, alarm bells rang in Chen Guang's mind. Which scoundrel dared to try and take his assistant's position?!

He looked warily towards the door and met a gentle, smiling face.

Li Bo from the Secretariat!
As expected of a seasoned veteran within the system, even his flattery is so subtle and understated.

This level is much higher than what I could say about how great my boss is.

Li Bo's eyes were clear and upright, and he spoke respectfully but not obsequiously: "Leader, Ma Jianjun, the deputy director of the industrial zone, has some work to report to you."

Lin Xiaohe sat down and waved to Chen Guang.

Chen Guang and Li Bo exchanged a furious glance, their eyes blazing with tension. They had no choice but to suppress their sense of threat and head out to run their business. "District Chief, excuse me," said Ma Jianjun, a man in his early fifties with meticulously combed hair and a black briefcase in his hand, his posture extremely humble. "I'd like to report on the situation of the district's enterprises. Is this a convenient time for you?"

Lin Xiaohe raised her chin: "Sit."

Li Bo considerately left the office and closed the door behind him.

Ma Jianjun sat down opposite him, placing his briefcase on his lap instead of putting it on the table. He cleared his throat and said, "Boss, I've worked in the Industrial Bureau for twelve years, and to tell you the truth, I really have no way to deal with these 500-plus factories in our district."

He pulled a form out of his bag and handed it over with both hands: "This is a detailed list of 523 enterprises in the district. I had someone check it again."

Lin Xiaohe took it, glanced at it, and said nothing.

Ma Jianjun added, "I've also done some research on the land situation. The 320 closed factories cover nearly 4,000 mu of land. The locations are all quite good, some are right along North Second Road. If we can revitalize them, the land transfer fees alone will be a huge sum of money."

He paused, then lowered his voice: "District Chief, I'm not good at sweet talk. Wherever you point, I'll go."

Lin Xiaohe glanced at him, then put the form aside: "I understand."

Her gaze fell on the four thousand acres of land, lost in thought.

No sooner had Ma Jianjun left than someone knocked on the door again, before the chair had even cooled down.

The person who came was the director of the Finance Bureau, who was in his fifties, thin, and wore old-fashioned glasses. He bowed slightly as he entered and said, "District Chief, I've come to report on the financial situation."

He sat down in the seat where Ma Jianjun had sat, opened the brown paper bag in his hand, and pulled out a stack of reports: "Last month, the district's fiscal revenue was less than 30 million, while expenditure was 46 million."

He pushed up his glasses: "In the past, our approach was to wait, rely on others, and ask for help. But I think the projects you brought from Changhong are very promising. It would be even better if we could build a supporting industrial park for LCDs."

Sigh, there's nothing I can do; the district really doesn't have any money. He doesn't dare not come to report on his work, for fear of being retaliated against by Lin Xiaohe or being used as a scapegoat.

Heaven has mercy, it's clear he really didn't embezzle! Running a poor household is tough; he was so worried about the deficit that he couldn't sleep every night.

Lin Xiaohe: "Industrial park? You guys take a look and submit a feasibility study to me by the end of the month."

Eh? !

Ah!
"Okay, okay." The director of the Finance Bureau was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly.

As long as there's a mission, at least I'm safe until it's completed.

Immediately afterward, Zhao Tiesheng, the director of the district labor bureau, arrived. He was a large man who closed the door behind him as he entered, and said in a low voice, "District Director, I'd like to report to you on the matter of laid-off workers."

He was halfway down the chair, his buttocks barely touching the floor: "There are 134,000 registered laid-off workers in the entire district."

He pulled a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket: "These are the training resources I can mobilize. The three technical schools in the district, plus the existing training centers in each factory, can train 20,000 people a year if we integrate them. The mobile phone industry needs assemblers, and the LCD industry needs operators. Our workers have a good foundation, but they lack skills. As long as there is a need, I guarantee that one qualified trainee will be put to work."

Lin Xiaohe: "Hmm, that's a good idea. Haven't we mentioned it before?"

Zhao Tiesheng paused for a moment, then laughed, a genuine laugh: "Boss, there weren't so many options before..."

He didn't say anything more, stood up, nodded, and left.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, making the stack of documents gleam. Lin Xiaohe picked up her enamel mug and took a sip.

Look, there are no fools among those who have climbed to this position.
If you push them a little and give them a chance, they'll all come up with a solution, won't they?