Official Wizards

"Mr. Zhang, please introduce me. This is Yang Ding, the deputy mayor in charge of investment promotion. My direct boss, Yang Zhen, is Mr. Zhang. They want to build a poultry breeding base in the town."

Zhao Ya introduced each other to the two of them enthusiastically.

Because of Zhao Ya's face, Yang Ding took the initiative to reach out and said, "Mr. Zhang, welcome to invest in Sanqiao Town."

The way Mr. Zhang looked at Yang Ding showed that he was not that friendly. He had never said that anyone else was participating, so Mr. Zhang's expression was the same as what he thought in his heart, and he didn't care about Yang Ding's opinion.

Not only did Mr. Zhang not shake hands with Yang Ding, he put his hands into his trouser pockets, looked up at the sign of Minxin Hotel, and said lightly, "I haven't decided whether to invest in Sanqiao Town yet. Let's find out first. Let's go.

Eat first."

Looking at Mr. Zhang's appearance as the richest man in the province, Yang Ding shook his head helplessly. Zhao Ya stuck out her tongue, her eyes indicating that Yang Ding was very sorry, and whispered, "Yang Zhen, it seems that you have given Mr. Zhang a bad impression.

Oh, let’s sum it up and see if I’m rude in any way. I’ll try to improve it while eating.”

Yang Ding was speechless, thinking to himself, Zhao Ya, Zhao Ya, this boss is obviously just showing off, you actually spoke for him, and said you were rude, this woman, turn your arms outward, don't be fooled by Mr. Zhang

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Yang Ding was walking at the end, and he was even more determined that he was at the right place for today's dinner. Mr. Zhang must have compassion for Zhao Ya, and thought to himself, Sister Zhao Ya, my brother is here today, this old guy doesn't dare

How.

The three of them sat down. Mr. Zhang was not polite at all. He sat at the guest of honor seat, tied the yellow dinner handkerchief in front of him around his waist, straightened his back, and leaned back on the chair.

"Waiter, here's the menu. I'll take the order. Miss Zhao Ya, I'm used to eating delicacies from all over the world. The food from your small place may not be suitable for me, but hospitality is hard to deny. I'll do as the locals do and see what the best dishes here are.

Is it to my liking?"

In fact, Zhao Ya knew from the beginning that Mr. Zhang was a very particular person, but today he seemed to be particularly particular, showing off all kinds of styles. Zhao Ya was also a little confused, as he usually didn't seem to be so high-profile.

Zhao Ya said, "Haha, there must be dishes that suit Mr. Zhang. Although there are no high-end restaurants in Sanqiao Town, the taste of the dishes is a major feature. In fact, when eating, it is not the money, but the taste, yes

Bar."

Mr. Zhang took out a thick and long cigar from his bag, lit it and said with a smile, "Haha, Miss Zhao Ya's words are very pleasant. I listen to you. You can arrange today's dishes."

Yang Ding had the desire to come forward and give him a slap in the face. Look at his virtue. Among the rich people nowadays, who doesn’t keep a low profile? He would be the best. I wish the whole world knew that he was rich. Yang Ding endured it and said, "Mr. Zhang

, let me correct you, for those of us who work for the government, there is no lady to say that Zhao Ya is the director of the investment promotion office. Please call me Director Zhao, thank you. If Mr. Zhang wants to find..."

Before the word "Miss" was uttered, Zhao Ya immediately interrupted. If Yang Ding continued, Mr. Zhang might get angry. How could we talk about the project then?

"It doesn't matter what you call it. The director is just a false position, just call me by my name. Yang Zhen, Mr. Zhang, then I'll take the order."

There were only three people eating, the private room was the smallest, and the square table was not big. Zhao Ya lightly touched Yang Ding with her arm and gave Yang Ding a look.

Forget it, Yang Ding just regarded it as giving face to the beauty and didn't say anything more.

Zhao Ya asked enthusiastically, "What kind of wine does Mr. Zhang usually drink? White wine or red wine."

If we want to talk about a project, nothing will happen without wine, and I won’t drink it myself. However, Yang Ding can drink with Mr. Zhang, and the two of them can build a friendship. After two drinks, the little friction just now will be nothing.

Mr. Zhang replied, "Ms. Zhao Ya, I am here with you. To be honest, when I get together with my friends, I usually drink "Lafite", the vintage kind, but these small shops don't have it, and

I don’t have to pay too much attention to eating with you, so just have a bottle of Moutai.”

Damn it, why don't you go to the toilet and eat shit? Why don't you go to the toilet to eat shit? The anger in Yang Ding's heart has not gone away. It has accumulated deeper and deeper at this moment.

Yang Ding whispered in Zhao Ya's ear, "Public funds?"

Zhao Ya replied, "At your own expense."

"You are stupid, I think your salary for a few months is not enough."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Money is not important. If we can negotiate a project, it will not only benefit the town, but also benefit the people. Spending a little money is nothing."

Yang Ding had nothing to say after hearing this, "Okay, you are a rich man, I don't care."

Zhao Ya poured the bottle for the two of them. Mr. Zhang repeatedly asked her to drink some too, but Zhao Ya politely refused. She never drank. Looking at Mr. Zhang's disappointed face, Zhao Ya said, "Mr. Zhang, I can't

Drink, but Yang Zhen can, I think if you two chat while drinking, you might get along very well."

The two men appeared friendly and had two drinks.

Mr. Zhang also started to talk about the project, "Yang Zhen, my project requires at least 100 acres of land to build a large-scale poultry farm to raise pigs, cows, and chickens, just like the government's plan.

Bring the breeding industry together to increase scale and efficiency."

Yang Ding put aside his prejudice against this person's character and only talked about the project.

As for the project Mr. Zhang mentioned, it is indeed very suitable for Sanqiao Town. If it were in a big city, who would recruit such a project? Even if the environmental pollution is not big, there are no conditions for breeding in big cities.

Yang Ding said, "To engage in agriculture, you have to find a suitable place. It won't work if it's too close to a town or if the transportation is inconvenient. I think our Zhangjia Village is quite suitable. A main road will be built in the next three years. There are many outstanding people there.

It’s a good place with mountains and water.”

Mr. Zhang took a sip of wine and said, "It doesn't matter where you are. What's important is that the land price is discounted to me. If the place is remote, I will only rent the land and not buy it."

Mr. Zhang has made a plan. If it is close to the town, then buy it. If you can’t engage in breeding in the future, there are two options. One is to sell the land, and the other is to pay some money and change the use.

Real estate development.

So Mr. Zhang’s initial idea is to rent places too far away from towns at low prices, and buy places closer to towns at low prices.

Yang Ding knew Mr. Zhang's wishful thinking as soon as he heard it. However, although Sanqiao Town is closer to the county seat and is developing slightly faster, there are several remote villages in the town. It is really not easy to develop. They can only rely on breeding.

, plantation industry.

Yang Ding said, "It is also possible to rent in Zhangjia Village. According to our current detailed plan for the reform of the rural property rights system, there are two modes of renting. One is to sign a contract with the village and pay rent once a year, and the other is to take a land-based lease."

If you join the company, the villagers will receive dividends every year. However, both models have a prerequisite: the company must give priority to attracting local villagers to work in the company."

When we were making the plan, everyone had already reached a consensus that not only should the villagers benefit, but they should also get double the benefits, making money and having a job.

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Yang Zhen, this is your town's special request. I set up a factory and I recruit workers. Whoever I want will come in. Many of the villagers here are unruly people. Look at them one or two.

He looks like a thief. If I invite him in, all my poultry will be gone overnight."

This bastard Zhang is so mean-spirited. Why does he always criticize others when he opens and shuts up? What's wrong with him? Counting three generations up, he dares to say that he is not a farmer!

Okay, now that I have said it, rules are dead, people are alive, Yang Ding said, "Mr. Zhang, it's okay not to recruit people locally, but the rent may be higher. According to our town's vision, the Zhangjia Village area,

One acre of construction land requires a rent of 5,000 yuan a year, and you need 100 acres of land, which means the rent is 500,000 yuan a year."

Mr. Zhang frowned and said, "Why is it so expensive? I think the rent can be up to 100,000 yuan."

Yang Ding added, "100,000 is fine, but it has to provide employment for local villagers. Haha, Mr. Zhang, we have many local policies here, I hope you can understand."

Yang Ding was already analyzing in his mind. There would never be much money invested in this project. If there was too much money, he would not come at all. Since he cannot bring a lot of tax revenue and cannot provide employment for the villagers, will he come?

It doesn't matter if you come to invest.

Mr. Zhang took three puffs on his cigar and put it out. He lit it again ten minutes later and repeated this process several times. At this time, he picked it up again and looked at the cigarette butt. "Yang Zhen, this is the rule of your town. Let me tell you,

I know Magistrate Ma of your county, and I just had dinner with him last night. Some rules can vary from person to person."

Mr. Zhang carried out Ma Jun, the executive deputy county magistrate.

For Ma Jun, Yang Ding used to respect him very much, but since he found out that he was a traitor, he hated him extremely. These two people are really the same.

Yang Ding couldn't bear it anymore, Zhao Ya touched his arm lightly, but Yang Ding ignored it and stood up all of a sudden, "Mr. Zhang, I think we really can't communicate. Where are you coming from?"

Those who engage in investment are just here for speculation. Our rules in Sanqiao Town cannot be changed, so you will be of no use to anyone."

Mr. Zhang's anger has also risen. Isn't he just a small deputy mayor? If it weren't for Zhao Ya's company, at your level, you can only carry a bag for yourself.

"Mayor Yang, I call you Mayor to give you face. If Magistrate Ma hadn't invited me to Fengtai County, if Miss Zhao Ya hadn't sincerely promoted Sanqiao Town to me, you guys would be so indifferent.

Don't damage my Mercedes-Benz. A deputy mayor really thinks he is a leader."

In order to prove his distinguished identity, Mr. Zhang immediately took out his phone.

Zhao Ya hurriedly intervened and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't be like this. If you have something to say, say it properly. Yang Zhen may have drunk too much and is talking nonsense."

Yang Ding pulled away from Zhao Ya and said, "That's enough for you. This old guy's eyes have never left your chest. Why are you still helping him criticize me? You are stupid."

"Hey, Ma County, it's me..." Mr. Zhang had already raised his head and picked up the phone.