Around eight o'clock the next day, Fang Zhicheng met Jiang Wenlan in Ning Xiangcao's office at Huaying Group. After not seeing each other for a long time, Jiang Wenlan still showed the aura of a Confucian businessman in his every move. After shaking hands with Jiang Wenlan gently, Fang Zhicheng took the initiative to make tea, and soon the office was filled with the fragrance of tea.
Ning Xiangcao took the teacup and praised with a smile: "It's more fragrant than the tea I brew. Mr. Wen Lan, please try it..."
Jiang Wenlan took a sip of tea and said, "I feel relaxed and happy."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "If you two like the tea I brew, please come to Dongtai more often in the future. Although Sister Xiangcao's top-grade Longjing tea is very valuable, I have better tea..."
Ning Xiangcao rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and said, "I have to go to Dongtai to drink your tea. I'm afraid Mr. Wenlan doesn't have the time..."
Jiang Wenlan shook her head and smiled softly, "Xiangcao, you are wrong. I am really free now. I might go to Dongtai to harass Zhicheng. It is possible."
"Welcome, welcome..." Fang Zhicheng hurriedly invited, "Mr. Wen Lan, you are already a member of Dongtai's family, but after the implementation of the Golden Street project, you have never taken it, which makes people feel regretful."
Jiang Wenlan smiled faintly and said, "I've actually been there many times, but I just didn't let you know."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Then next time you go to Dongtai, you must notify me."
Although the conversation was simple, it contained a lot of information. Jiang Wenlan had not made any big moves on the Golden Street project, but that did not mean he had not paid attention to the progress of the Dongtai Golden Street project. Most of the time, Jiang Wenlan would low-key on-site inspections of the Golden Street project.
However, today's meeting was nominally organized by Ning Xiangcao, but a careful analysis revealed that it was probably requested by Jiang Wenlan and Ning Xiangcao.
Could it be that something went wrong during the implementation of the Golden Street project
Fang Zhicheng suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart!
Chapter 0384 Asking the Goddess for Sleeping Pills
Jiang Wenlan took another sip of tea, his face becoming solemn and serious. "I won't hide it from you two. The Golden Street project has run into problems. The original project was supported by a certain leader, and I also used resources to attract several foreign investors to join. But recently, there was a small incident. From a policy perspective, the Golden Street project may no longer have an advantage, and several foreign investors are also facing the withdrawal of their capital, so I'm in big trouble now."
Fang Zhicheng frowned. The Golden Street project involved spot gold trading, which was an area that could shake the national economy. If there was a lack of leadership support at the highest level, it would undoubtedly be extremely disadvantageous. On the other hand, the Golden Street project required huge amounts of capital. If major investors withdrew their capital, there would be great risks for the later implementation of the Golden Street project.
Fang Zhicheng roughly knew Jiang Wenlan's difficulties, which might involve the positions of senior leaders. The Golden Street project involved financial fundamentals, but the current domestic financial system was still extremely underdeveloped. If external funds were allowed to flow in, there would likely be unpredictable consequences.
The equity structure of the Golden Street project consists of three main parts, of which foreign capital accounts for nearly 30%. It is natural that such a structure with obvious foreign capital attributes has attracted the attention of senior management.
Ning Xiangcao pondered for a moment and sighed: "This is indeed a big trouble..."
Jiang Wenlan smiled bitterly and said, "So the Golden Street project may need to be suspended for a while..."
Jiang Wenlan's conclusion made Fang Zhicheng frown. This was no small episode. To Jiang Wenlan, it might be insignificant because the Golden Street project was still in the early stages of construction and only a very small part of the funds were being invested. However, for Dongtai, this was extremely bad news and would affect the situation in Dongtai, especially to himself. It was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.
I was able to be promoted from the director of the Investment Promotion Bureau to the deputy county magistrate and then to the Standing Committee so quickly. The achievements of the Golden Street project undoubtedly accounted for a large proportion. If the Golden Street project became a bubble, wouldn't it be a laughing stock and people would look at me with tinted glasses
Fang Zhicheng said in a deep voice: "Is there no remedial measure? For example, changing shareholders?"
Jiang Wenlan shook his head and explained: "It's not a matter of changing shareholders, but the country's policy direction has changed..."
Fang Zhicheng stared at Ning Xiangcao deeply and asked, "Is there no remedy?"
Ning Xiangcao frowned and said, "How about I ask Grandpa to give it a try..."
Jiang Wenlan sighed and said, "This may be the only way at the moment. Mr. Ning is a senior member of the Central Advisory Commission. If he can say a few words in front of the leaders, he may be able to change their ideas."
The three of them continued chatting for a long time. When seeing Jiang Wenlan off, Fang Zhicheng felt as if a stone was blocking his heart. He had thought that many things were under control. Who could have imagined that there would be unexpected events
On the Golden Street project, Fang Zhicheng felt powerless. This was a situation he could not change because he was at too low a level. Even Song Wendi could not directly change the situation.
No wonder some people say that a career in politics only truly begins when you reach the ministerial level, and Fang Zhicheng is obviously still a long way from that level.
Although he knew that his influence was insignificant, Fang Zhicheng still told Song Wendi the news. Song Wendi pondered for a long time and sighed: "This matter has involved the different views of the two vice premiers on the domestic economic trend. It is no longer something I can control. I will communicate with Secretary Siyuan. Whatever the consequences are, I can only do my best and leave it to fate."
The Dongtai Golden Street project was suspended, which quickly dispelled the good news of the opening of Huijin Commercial Plaza.
The entire investment promotion system of Dongtai County Government suffered a catastrophic blow, and a series of branch fields originally derived from the Golden Street project were shaken.
As the main person in charge of Dongtai's investment promotion system, Fang Zhicheng naturally had an obligation in this matter and was repeatedly criticized in a subtle way by Sun Weiming at the Standing Committee meetings.
Sun Weiming believes that Dongtai has made too big a move in the past two years, and it seems to have achieved great results. However, these fast-food investment promotions have huge bubbles. Once the bubble bursts, the impact on Dongtai's economy will be extremely serious. Therefore, Dongtai's investment promotion work should slow down and proceed steadily. It can no longer pursue speed instead of quality as in the past.
At the same time, Sun Weiming also instructed China Merchants Group to follow up on the Golden Street project. If the project fails, the main person in charge must be held accountable.
Of course, Xing Jike and Qi Yun have voiced their support for Fang Zhicheng. The reason why the Golden Street project has stagnates is not subjective factors, but an objective problem. No one can be blamed. After all, projects are accidental, and whether they can grow smoothly requires the right time, place and people.
Although everyone knows that the problems with the Golden Street project are not Fang Zhicheng's fault, they still subconsciously put the blame on Fang Zhicheng.
There are ups and downs in the officialdom. Although Fang Zhicheng can understand the changes in the situation, he still feels a little lost.
In the evening, the rain started to fall. Fang Zhicheng was walking on the road. It was raining heavily. He didn't bring an umbrella, so he could only take shelter under the eaves of a house. After waiting for ten minutes, the rain didn't stop. Fang Zhicheng opened his briefcase and wanted to take out a cigarette to pass the time, but found that the rain was too heavy and the cigarette box in the briefcase was soaked, so he couldn't smoke it at all.
Fang Zhicheng squinted his eyes and looked at the outside world through the rain and mist. Suddenly, he felt a sense of dislocation. The road he used to walk every day was different at this moment... Suddenly, a pretty figure came into view. It was a woman in white clothes, holding a snow-white cat in her arms. She took two quick steps and walked to Fang Zhicheng's side. The cat meowed. The woman looked up and saw Fang Zhicheng, and smiled, "It turned out to be you. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."
The gloom in Fang Zhicheng's heart disappeared a lot, and he smiled and said, "This is fate."
The woman holding the cat is none other than our neighbor Hua Zhanlu. She brought an umbrella with her, but the rain was so heavy that the umbrella must have become a mere decoration.
Hua Zhanlu sighed softly, "I thought the weather was nice, so I wanted to do a sketch with the sunset as the background, but I didn't expect it to rain as soon as I said it would."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Actually, if you think about it, this rainstorm might be a very good material."