Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

Song Yunhui retrieved the documents and closed his briefcase.

He handed the bag to his secretary, Zhou Haoyang.

Next, Song Yunhui posed another question, "Dakang, have you ever thought about the essence of land transfer fees?"

Li Dakang had never considered this aspect and shook his head, "Governor Song, no!"

After Song Yunhui dropped the word "comrade," Li Dakang felt that his relationship with Song Yunhui had become a little closer.

Therefore, the answer was very straightforward.

If it exists, it exists.

Nothing is nothing.

Song Yunhui pointed out the crux of the problem: "Dakang, this money is a one-time short-term income that overdraws the land revenue for the next thirty or fifty years."

Our land resources are limited, and land is precious.

If one day in the future the housing market cools down, land auctions fail on a large scale, or no companies develop commercial housing anymore.

With this revenue drastically reduced, how do you plan to fill the financial gaps in Jingzhou's education, healthcare, and infrastructure?

This is truly a soul-searching question.

Li Dakang was stumped by the question.

Li Dakang's Adam's apple bobbed a few times.

half an hour.

Hesitant and bewildered, he said, "Governor Song, this... is indeed a thorny problem that cannot be avoided."

I never thought that far ahead.

I was still too naive.

I was only concerned with immediate political achievements and was short-sighted.

"Sir, I, Li Dakang, completely agree with what you said."

In the past, we only focused on GDP growth and never planned for the sustainable development of fiscal revenue.

As expected, different ranks have different levels.

The conversation continued, and Li Dakang felt he had learned answers that weren't in books.

As expected, Song Yunhui is no ordinary person.

Cheng Du was sitting in the passenger seat of the car behind.

Looking out the window at the street scene, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Governor Zhao and District Chief Sun are still so comfortable in civilian clothes. I think I've been wearing a police uniform almost every time I'm out since I started working."

Hearing this, Vice Governor Zhao Qilun in the back row chuckled, "Director Cheng, it's not just you; I'm used to wearing an administrative jacket."

Wearing casual clothes is fine now.

Once you put on the administrative jacket, you're a vice governor.

Once he takes off his executive jacket, he's just an old man from Handong.

Sun Liancheng nodded. "Governor Zhao, I feel the same way. Great minds think alike."

A little flattery is appropriate.

In the past, the person Sun Liancheng could meet most often was Li Dakang.

They usually get scolded.

Today, Song Yunhui nominated him as the Party Secretary of Guangming District, and he will also temporarily serve as the District Mayor. Sun Liancheng feels that his luck has turned around.

Indeed, hard work pays off.

Zhao Qilun cut to the chase, "Comrade Liancheng, you are currently the top official in Guangming District and are most familiar with the situation in your jurisdiction. What is the biggest challenge facing the businesses around Guangming Lake right now?"

When it came to work, Sun Liancheng didn't mince words and spoke eloquently, "Governor Zhao, in my personal experience, there are two types of companies. One type is large companies, such as listed companies and group companies."

Another category is micro and small enterprises.

Large enterprises have fewer problems, and even if they encounter difficulties, they are easier to solve.

They have low financing costs and multiple financing channels.

Small and micro enterprises face high loan thresholds, slow repayment cycles, and numerous miscellaneous expenses. Most of these enterprises rely on sheer willpower to survive; those that can hold on will endure, while those that cannot may go bankrupt.

It's heartbreaking, but that's the reality.

Zhao Qilun nodded slightly and said with emotion, "Yes, thank you, Comrade Liancheng."

When the time is right, I will bring it up with Governor Song and see how to resolve it.

I have no idea how to break this deadlock.

The provincial government compound.

Office building.

Ren Zhimin's office.

The ashtray was piled high with cigarette butts of varying lengths.

Ren Zhimin slumped in his large office chair, cigarettes between his fingers, one after another.

What bad luck!

He just received the title of Commander-in-Chief of Guangming Peak at the Standing Committee meeting, which is a joyous occasion.

The burden was further reduced by Song Yunhui.

I feel terrible!

He took out his phone and called Sha Ruijin.

The moment the call connected, she began to pour out her grievances, "Secretary Sha, Song Yunhui is clearly and deliberately suppressing and targeting me. My real power has been completely stripped away."

I think he's retaliating, suppressing me, Ren Zhimin, and also slapping you in the face."

For a moment, a scene came to mind: the lackey was beaten and went to his owner to cry.

now.

The Coaster that Sha Ruijin was riding entered the jurisdiction of Yantai City.

All along the way outside the window are farmlands.

Sha Ruijin leaned back in his chair. "Zhimin, things rarely go as planned."

We must adjust our mindset.

Song Yunhui is the top official of the provincial government, and adjusting the division of responsibilities within the leadership team falls within his authority.

You may have crossed the other party's bottom line in your daily words and actions, and I don't want to get involved.

Simply adjusting the division of labor areas, my intervention only gives others ammunition to criticize me.

There's really no way to control it.

It would have been better if we hadn't mentioned it.

If it's brought up, there's no guarantee that Song Yunhui won't find a pretext to remove Ren Zhimin from his position as the chief commander of the Guangming Peak project.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Ren Zhimin blurted out a heartfelt statement: "Secretary Sha, I have been working for you from beginning to end."

I'm your henchman!

Upon hearing this, Sha Ruijin's tone immediately became more serious, deliberately drawing a line between them, "Comrade Zhimin, some things cannot be said carelessly."

Within the system, we are all members of the leadership team, comrades, and there is no such thing as one person being the other's lackey.

I, Sha Ruijin, am a public servant of the people, and I strictly forbid personal dependence, factionalism, or cliques from forming.

Comrade Zhimin, you must be mindful of the appropriateness of your words and actions.

"We are cadres of the organization, and we must serve the people."

Since it's a phone call, there are some things you can't say casually.

If I'm being monitored, I might end up being Barbie Q just by saying a few words.

Ren Zhimin felt a chill in his heart. He wanted to argue a few more words, but Sha Ruijin interrupted him directly from the other end of the line.

"Comrade Zhimin, the research trip to Yantai is very busy, you don't need to come and meet me."

Stay in Jingzhou and focus all efforts on advancing the construction of the Guangming Peak project.

Opportunity favors the prepared mind. Work hard!

They both gave instructions and made empty promises.

Without him.

Ren Zhimin has a vote for a member of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee.

"Thank you for your understanding and guidance, Secretary Sha. I will definitely keep a close eye on the project's progress and achieve good results." Ren Zhimin could only swallow his grievances and silently hang up the phone.

Another cigarette.

Looking back, I really regret it.

If he hadn't gotten on the Sha family gang's ship so early, even if he had just given up, Song Yunhui probably wouldn't have targeted him.

There were three knocks on the door.

"Go in!" Ren Zhimin raised his head.

Secretary Zheng walked into the office carrying a stack of documents and placed them on the table. "Boss, this is the information I've collected about the Guangming Peak project."

Ren Zhimin, with a cigarette between his fingers, hummed in agreement.

Secretary Zheng offered to make you a cup of tea.

Drinking tea can soothe the mind.

Ren Zhimin leaned back in his chair, looking somewhat dejected. "Xiao Zheng, Song Yunhui really went too far. On the surface, he gave me the empty title of the chief commander of a 28 billion yuan project, but secretly he completely stripped me of my real power. It's obvious he wants to sideline me."

"What do you suggest we do?"

There's a bit of no solution.

This was the first time Ren Zhimin had asked his secretary.

Secretary Zheng also thought it was outrageous.

Secretary Zheng placed the brewed tea in front of Ren Zhimin. "Boss, looking at it from another perspective, it might not be a bad thing."