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As soon as Chen Dong said this, the atmosphere in the reception room became subtle. The deputy factory directors looked at each other and remained silent. Bai Jianbo held his teacup, his fingers gently stroking the lid, pondering how to snatch food from the clutches of the municipal government.

Yang Qingsheng sat to the side, took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on. His face was expressionless. He was an old cadre who was about to retire, and there was no need for him to worry about this. On the contrary, Fan Guotao's eyes were burning with anticipation. He was also thinking about how to persuade Chen Dong to make further concessions.

Bai Jianbo has already stated that he will strongly support his election as the new director of Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation at the next factory committee meeting. Fan Guotao has already put himself in Fan's shoes and considered what would happen after he takes office. Nothing is more meritorious than bringing more benefits to the factory.

Fan Guotao put down his pen, smiled and said to Chen Dong, "President Chen, 70% of Xiaochi's shares are really too high. It'll be hard to explain to the municipal government."

"Fan, I'm not here in Shanghai to do charity. I'm here to invest real money and set up a factory. I won't even mention the technology that Xiaochi has. Just look at this place. There are many other places in the country that want to develop, not just Shanghai."

"Mr. Chen, how about this?" Fan Guotao tried to change the perspective. "Xiaochi will take 60%, and the remaining 40% will be discussed between the municipal government and our Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation. The decision-making power is negotiable, but Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation must have at least one veto right."

Chen Dong shook his head directly, his tone leaving no room for argument, "Xiaochi must take the lead in decision-making. There can be no room for negotiation. For a technology company to let people who don't understand technology make the decisions is suicidal!"

The conversation had reached a dead end, with Chen Dong's attitude hard and unyielding. Seeing this, Yang Qingsheng stepped in as a peacemaker, "Mr. Chen, let's put the share issue aside for now and discuss it with the municipal government first."

"How about this, tomorrow I'll take you to Pudong to look at some land. Mr. Chen, we can see where's suitable to build a factory, circle it on the planning map, and submit it to the municipal government, okay?"

"Okay," Chen Dong nodded indifferently.

Chen Dong left the meeting room and drove away in a car with a Shanghai license plate, number 760. Bai Jianbo rubbed his temples, pondering how to talk to Mayor Gao of the municipal government.

While Bai Jianbo was still plotting to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, in the Shanghai Municipal Government compound, someone had leaked the inside story of the negotiations. Yang Guoliang, the director of the Shanghai Municipal Planning Commission, hurriedly arrived at Gao Yueming's office door, knocked twice, and after hearing someone come in, Yang Guoliang pushed the door open and entered.

Mayor Gao Yueming, who was reviewing documents at his desk, looked up at Yang Guoliang as he walked in and asked, "Comrade Guoliang, is there something you need?"

"Mayor Gao, this is important," Yang Guoliang placed the document he had drafted on top of the document in front of Gao Yueming. It clearly outlined the general details of Chen Dong's negotiations with Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation, the 70% and 30% share division, the planned land area of ​​1.7 square kilometers, and the initial plans for various supporting facilities, all of which made Gao Yueming somewhat incredulous.

Gao Yueming, holding the document, walked around the desk to Yang Guoliang. "Comrade Guoliang, is what's written here true?"

"Absolutely true, Mayor Gao. This is the result of today's negotiations between Chen Zaidong and Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation," said Yang Guoliang, the director of the Planning Commission, with a joyful smile. "This is a huge opportunity for Shanghai! Mayor Gao, the municipal government must directly participate in the construction of this Xiaochi Automobile City!"

Gao Yueming shook his head slightly. If the city government bypassed Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation (SAIC) and talked to Xiaochi directly, Bai Jianbo would probably be furious. Gao Yueming knew how many connections Bai Jianbo, the first secretary, had pulled to get Chen Dong to come to Shanghai to invest in and set up an engine factory for Xiaochi. If the Shanghai municipal government directly hijacked the deal, it would be too ugly of them to act like this.

"Comrade Guoliang, it's still not good to bypass Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation in this matter. After all, Comrade Jianbo has been busy with this, and it's not good to talk about it." Gao Yueming's real thought was that he wanted to take it a step further. If he offended Bai Jianbo, he would also offend his father-in-law.

Most importantly, it's also difficult to explain to Huang Bin, the Minister of Industry. Huang Bin has put in a lot of effort for this matter, and he naturally hopes that Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation (SAIC) can take the lion's share and reap the benefits so that it can develop faster. Giving the lion's share to local governments would only mean more tax revenue, but giving it to SAIC would provide a lot more R&D funds.

But Yang Guoliang was different. He was a member of the State Planning Commission system. He didn't care whether Shanghai Automotive needed funding for development. He only cared that the local tax revenue and financial statements looked good, so that his achievements could be seen by the leaders of the State Planning Commission.

As for Bai Jianbo's exhausting efforts only to have the city government reap the benefits, Yang Guoliang also had something to say. The Shanghai municipal government contributed 1.7 square kilometers of land, while Shanghai Automobile only contributed some workers. How could they possibly share the spoils with the city government?

"Mayor Gao, this is currently the only investment attraction project that can generate fiscal revenue for our municipal government," Yang Guoliang continued to persuade. "Just think about it: from employee dormitories to department stores and post offices, from banks to hospitals, from kindergartens to primary schools, and even the roads inside and outside the factory area and the reserved development land, if this is built, it will be a satellite city of tens of thousands of people!"

"Shanghai's finances have long been stretched thin. The housing problem for hundreds of thousands of people in the city center remains unresolved, and there isn't even a decent bridge across the Huangpu River," Yang Guoliang said, pointing out the window with emotion. "If this deal can really be reached, how many jobs could it create for Shanghai's workers, how many industries could it stimulate? If our municipal government doesn't take the lead, and instead Shanghai Automobile Group takes the lead, people will only say that our municipal government leadership lacks decisiveness, Mayor Gao!"

Yang Guoliang spoke of employment and development, but every word he uttered was about political achievements. Gao Yueming gritted his teeth, turned around, walked back to his desk, and sat down, tapping his fingers on the table in deep thought. After a long while, he finally spoke, "Comrade Guoliang, you represent the municipal government and contact Comrade Chen Zaidong directly. The land issue is negotiable. If 2500 mu is not enough, we can provide more. Our municipal government will fully support the 'employee community' he wants to build."

"But regarding the shares," Gao Yueming paused, seemingly having made up his mind, and said in a resolute, uncompromising tone, "our municipal government wants to talk directly with Xiaochi!"

At this moment, Gao Yueming thought to himself, "So be it. For the future of hundreds of thousands of citizens in Shanghai, I, Gao Yueming, will swallow this achievement with tears in my eyes. As for Bai Jianbo and Shanghai Automobile, I'll find a way to compensate them when I get promoted in the future."

At this point, the only option is for my fellow Daoist to die rather than for me!

Yang Guoliang smiled and nodded knowingly, looking at Gao Yueming and saying, "Mayor Gao, I understand. I will contact Comrade Chen Zaidong immediately."

"Keep this confidential, Comrade Guoliang!"

"I understand!"