Right path to power

"Hello Director Wei, what instructions do you have?"

The caller was Wei Anshun, Ma Guanghua's secretary, who had been appointed as the deputy director of the municipal government office.

Although Lin Xiao didn't care about his arrogance, he was, after all, the leader's secretary and often represented the leader, so he still had to do the outward appearances.

Wei Anshun smiled and said, "Hello, County Chief Lin. It's nothing special. Didn't the mayor just approve a special fund for you? Perfect timing, I'd like to recommend a company that specializes in road construction..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiao's face immediately darkened. The money hadn't even been received yet, and someone was already trying to get a share.

"Thank you for the recommendation, Director Wei. I will definitely consider it carefully."

"Okay, then I'll have Mr. Wan from Hengtong Road Construction pay you a visit." Wei Anshun hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Lin Xiao couldn't help but wonder: Was Wei Anshun's greeting his own idea, or was it at Ma Guanghua's behest?

My good mood was almost completely gone.

As the car drove into the county government compound, Han Chengdong, the secretary-general of the municipal government, called again.

"Comrade Lin Xiao, why don't you come to my office for a chat when you get to the municipal government?" Han Chengdong asked with a smile.

Lin Xiao said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, Secretary-General Han, I didn't dare to bother you because you're so busy."

Han Chengdong smiled and said, "I know you're busy, so I didn't contact you about what happened last time. Yan Zhiwei is the younger brother of a friend of mine. He's a complete good-for-nothing, and I specifically criticized him."

A slight chill crept onto Lin Xiao's lips. He knew that Han Chengdong was indirectly expressing his dissatisfaction, since Yan Zhiwei was now practically useless.

However, he didn't understand what Han Chengdong meant by making this call. Did he want him to arrange a good position for Yan Zhiwei?

The next second, Han Chengdong changed the subject: "What's done is done. Consider this a lesson for him. I heard Dayuan Real Estate is going to invest 1 billion in Fuchuan? Congratulations, Xiao Lin, you've achieved such great results so soon after taking office. It's truly commendable."

Lin Xiao's heart sank; yet another person had come along wanting a piece of the pie.

"Thank you, Secretary-General. The project is just starting out, and we don't know what the outcome will be yet. We still need the support of the leaders."

"Haha, you're just too modest," Han Chengdong said with a smile, but his tone carried a hint of pressure. "However, such a large project definitely requires collaboration from multiple parties. I happen to have a few friends in the engineering and construction industry. I'll introduce you to them; you can use them if needed..."

He then named two or three companies.

Although his attitude was polite and he didn't force Lin Xiao to take the project, his intention was quite clear: he wanted Lin Xiao to give him special attention.

Lin Xiao could only express her gratitude verbally, but her previous good mood had completely vanished.

These guys pounced on us like sharks smelling blood.

Of course, a project worth 1 billion is indeed a huge prize, and those who covet it will not give up until they have taken a bite.

It seems that we must immediately standardize the project management system.

All matters involving the county government must follow the open bidding process, and any favoritism or interference must be eliminated.

As for Dayuan Real Estate, Lin Xiao believed that Zhao Binyuan had his own methods of dealing with the situation; otherwise, Dayuan Real Estate would not have been able to develop to its current scale.

Back in his office, Lin Xiao first took care of some work before reporting to Zhu Lishu about his trip to the municipal government.

"This five million will definitely solve our immediate problem," Zhu Lishu said happily upon hearing that the city had approved five million. "Once the project starts and the land transfer fee arrives, we'll be in a better position."

Based on the current land prices in Fuchuan County, the land transfer fee for this project is approximately 400 million yuan. After deducting resettlement, statutory accruals, and the portion to be paid to the provincial government, the county will actually retain nearly 200 million yuan.

With this money, it will be relatively easier for the county to do anything it wants.

Lin Xiao nodded: "Yes, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. However, I think the county should temporarily suspend land bidding and auctions for the time being. Once the Changning River project has made some progress, we can release some land around the project site. At the same time, we should try our best to bring in some large developers from outside to revitalize the Fuchuan real estate market."

Juliet nodded in agreement.

She has always highly regarded Lin Xiao's work approach and abilities.

Near the end of the workday, Xie Chenglin came again, saying he wanted to report some new ideas.

Looking at Xie Chenglin's serious face, Lin Xiao couldn't help but smile—he really was a bookworm.

However, he still admired that drive.

Xie Chenglin's idea is to consciously reserve some land in the planning of the new district to prepare for the relocation of some units in the future, and at the same time, to be as forward-looking as possible in terms of infrastructure construction, so as to avoid the same situation as the old city.

"In addition to cultural and tourism projects, we can also establish wetland parks to continuously improve the environment of the new district..."

This lecture lasted for nearly twenty minutes.

Lin Xiao checked the time and said, "Let's eat and chat."

Xie Chenglin subconsciously checked the time, his face slightly flushed: "Then...then I'll treat the county magistrate to dinner."

"It doesn't matter who invites us, but we still need to find a place first."

"Then let's go with Changning Street."

"OK."

Arriving at Changning Street, they found a Chinese restaurant and chatted while eating.

A youthful, somewhat awkward singing voice drifted in from outside the window.

Lin Xiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man dragging a large speaker and holding a wooden guitar, playing and singing by himself.

Lin Xiao's eyes lit up, and she looked around and found that there were quite a few people watching, and a group of people were watching the dance not far away.

The cultural and tourism atmosphere of Changning Ancient Street is already quite good; if it could be promoted and guided, the effect would definitely be even better.

If the nightlife in Changning Ancient Street could be enriched, it would surely attract more people to come and have fun.

As long as people play, they will inevitably spend money, which will stimulate the economy.

"Alright, alright, I'm talking to you..."

At that moment, several people in uniforms burst into the crowd.

One of them was shouting through a megaphone, while the other went to turn off the speaker.

The vendors nearby scattered like mice encountering a cat.

Lin Xiao frowned, her thoughts abruptly interrupted.

"Let me go! Give me back my speaker! What right do you have to confiscate my speaker...?"

A loud shout came from the street as the guitar-playing man angrily charged at the car.

Unfortunately, he was being pushed and shoved by several uniformed men and couldn't get close.

The other two men in uniform had already loaded the large speaker onto the vehicle, chatting and laughing.

"This looks good, let's take it."

"Do you want it or not? If not, my mom's Yangko dance team is short one person."

"Then you can give it to your aunt, and I'll take it next time."

"What about the guitar?"

"Let's leave it for him; after all, we should enforce the law in a civilized manner."

"Yes, yes, we've told you so many times, don't set up stalls, don't sing for money, but you just won't listen. Can you blame us?"

Seeing that the uniformed men remained unmoved, the guitar-playing man angrily shouted, "This is robbery! This is outrageous! I can go anywhere else and nobody cares..."

"Then go to someone else's place! Why do you have to come here? We don't allow these fancy things here. It's disturbing the peace, it's noise pollution, you know?"

The guitarist suddenly erupted when he heard someone call his music noise.

He struggled free from his restraints and slammed his head against the person who had spoken, angrily shouting, "You're not allowed to call my music noise... You're not allowed to insult me..."

The person was caught off guard and staggered backward a few steps, almost falling.

He rushed back in a fit of rage and kicked the guitar-playing man.

"Brothers, he's violently resisting law enforcement and obstructing law enforcement. We have to control him."

Several uniformed men immediately got excited, swarmed forward, pinned the guitar-playing man to the ground, and then punched and kicked him.

"This...this is too much. County Magistrate, this..."

Xie Chenglin turned his head angrily, only to see Lin Xiao with a gloomy expression, taking photos with her mobile phone.

"I'll go take care of it," Wang Xinghong said, standing up.

He knew that County Chief Lin was on the verge of exploding.

Just as the urban management officers suddenly appeared on the street to drive away the crowd, he called Peng Xueyi, the director of the urban management bureau, as Lin Xiao had instructed, but he didn't know when Peng Xueyi would be able to arrive.

Therefore, he has to deal with it first.

Seeing Lin Xiao nod slightly, Wang Xinghong quickly came downstairs.