After listening for more than ten minutes, Fang Zhicheng waved his hand, interrupting Lian Qianchao's words, and said in a serious tone: "Old Lian, stop here, you don't need to say anything more. Before you came, several members of our team had read your materials, and they were far from what you just said. In short, your understanding of the plan is not as good as those of us here."
"I think the current situation is mainly because you haven't paid enough attention. It is imperative for the Merchants Group to set up a Yunhai office. Since last year, Yunhai has added no less than 100 new investment promotion offices. Xiaguang District has fallen behind other places, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger. In fact, the investment promotion office we need does not need so many things. We only need to grasp three points: first, what kind of people to use, second, what kind of things to do, and third, what purpose to achieve. I didn't see these in this plan, so the preparation plan needs to be improved. Let's adjourn the meeting."
Fang Zhicheng did not give Mo Jin any chance to speak and decisively ended today's meeting. The meeting did not discuss much, but it took a long time. Several deputy district heads were already a little bored. When they heard Fang Zhicheng say to adjourn the meeting, they hurriedly sorted out the documents on the table and left the meeting room.
Seeing Mo Jin's gloomy face, Fang Zhicheng said calmly: "Old Mo, please be careful not to waste everyone's time at the next meeting."
Mo Jin's face turned red with anger, but he could only swallow his anger. Fang Zhicheng was the acting district chief and the top government official. He was qualified to criticize him in such a tone. Today's meeting was indeed out of control. Of course, that was also because Fang Zhicheng dominated everything, which made the final result counterproductive.
Fang Zhicheng was calm and composed, and with the help of Cheng Hao and Zhang Xiaoliang, he demonstrated his superb control and leadership at the meeting.
Chapter 0499 It’s better to settle for the next best thing
In the private room of Garden International Hotel, Deng Shaoqun closed his eyes slightly and took a puff of cigarette from time to time. It was his habit to smoke with his eyes closed when thinking. He had been in Xiaguang District for a few years and he had rarely had a headache like this.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Deng Shaoan asked cautiously when he saw that Deng Shaoqun was in a bad mood. Outside, Deng Shaoan was a fearless person who walked around everywhere, but when facing his big brother Deng Shaoqun, he was always a little afraid. Perhaps it was because he had been beaten by Deng Shaoqun since he was a child.
Deng Shaoqun waved his hand and said calmly, "It's just a little trouble at work. How is your business going recently?"
Deng Shaoan sat upright and reported seriously, "I recently acquired two more garment factories. I plan to build a factory in Chashui and concentrate all the acquired equipment in the factory. I will make it bigger and stronger and strive to go public within two years. Then I can raise funds through backdoor listing and invest in real estate."
Deng Shaoqun had heard Deng Shaoan talk about this before, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "I have already made a call for you in Chashui. Today, the district has given great support to them, and the approved quota for factory land is sufficient. You can go to find Guo Dajun, the party secretary of Chashui, and he will help you solve the problem. However, I have no objection to you setting up a factory there, and I will strongly support you, but you must not do anything crooked. If something goes wrong, I will definitely kill my relatives for the sake of justice."
Deng Shaoan nodded quickly and said with an apologetic smile, "Brother, I know my limits. We are at a critical juncture now. I heard that the city is preparing to make some changes and will promote three deputy mayors from each district. Your voice is very good, and I won't cause you any trouble."
Deng Shaoqun knew that Deng Shaoan was relatively careful and cautious in his work, but he had a bad feeling. Perhaps it was because Fang Zhicheng came to the Xiaguang officialdom. He always felt uncomfortable, as if someone had laid a large fishing net in the dark, waiting for him to get into the net and be unable to extricate himself.
The ringing of the phone interrupted Deng Shaoqun's train of thought. Mo Jin reported to Deng Shaoqun right after the meeting. "The plan for the establishment of the Yunhai Investment Promotion Office was not approved just now. Fang Zhicheng was not satisfied with the plan given by the Investment Promotion Bureau and asked the Bureau to resubmit the plan. Judging from his attitude at the meeting, Fang Zhicheng has basically controlled the situation. Boss, I need your support."
Mo Jin is now at his wit's end. After the urban village reconstruction incident, Ma Zhencai has completely withdrawn from the world and has retired to the second line. Mo Jin can only cling to Deng Shaoqun now, otherwise, Fang Zhicheng will gradually deprive him of his power and he will eventually become a puppet.
Although he knew that if he stood in the same camp with Deng Shaoqun, he would become more of a tool to restrain Fang Zhicheng and would not have a good ending, but Mo Jin knew that if he did not take advantage of the situation and leverage his strength now, he would only lose faster and more miserably.
Deng Shaoqun frowned. According to the normal process, the relevant documents and materials from the government must be approved by the district chief before they can be submitted. Before Deng Shaoqun saw the materials, Fang Zhicheng blocked him at the regular meeting, which made him a little unhappy.
Deng Shaoqun was silent for a moment and said, "Lao Mo, how could you be so confused by a newcomer? Damn it, since he chose to deliberately make things difficult for you and the Merchants Group, why didn't you be more resolute?"
"This?" Mo Jin was a little surprised at Deng Shaoqun's suggestion, because he actually instigated him to go against Fang Zhicheng.
Deng Shaoqun sneered, "Fuck, since he ignored my words as the top leader and blatantly went against me at the Standing Committee level, then why should you obey him at the government level? You are the executive deputy district mayor and the second-in-command of the government team. If he does something wrong, you can correct his behavior with practical actions."
Mo Jin sighed and said, "Secretary Deng, I know what you mean."
Deng Shaoqun said calmly: "Don't worry, the Standing Committee will do its best to support you in government work. Don't worry about anything you do."
"Anything?" Mo Jin asked anxiously.
Deng Shaoqun nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, anything."
After hanging up the phone with Deng Shaoqun, Mo Jin's eyes flashed with anger, because he not only did not get support from Deng Shaoqun, but only got some sinister instigation. Mo Jin is not a child, how could he not hear that Deng Shaoqun wanted to deliberately go against Fang Zhicheng
There were many conflicts between the district head and the executive deputy district head, but how many of them really got angry? If there was a conflict between him and Fang Zhicheng, the province or the city would probably only hold him accountable.
Deng Shaoqun's words disappointed Mo Jin. He obviously had not expected that Deng Shaoqun regarded him as a mere chess piece, hoping that he would fly into a flame and die without a burial place.
Mo Jin is really confused now. Faced with Ma Zhencai's abandonment, Fang Zhicheng's pressure, and Deng Shaoqun's exploitation, he is now unable to speak out his suffering.
In a teahouse not far from the municipal government compound, Fang Zhicheng, Cheng Hao, and Zhang Xiaoliang sat at a table playing cards. Fang Zhicheng's card skills were not good, Cheng Hao was not familiar with playing cards, but Zhang Xiaoliang won a lot.
After more than a dozen rounds, the conversation among the three became much more casual.
Zhang Xiaoliang was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Boss, today's meeting was very effective. I have asked people to spread the news. In the next few days, more people will definitely come to join us."
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and said with a smile: "We already have enough people here, but they are all people with no fighting ability. Next we have to change our strategy and select some elite soldiers and generals."
Zhang Xiaoliang looked puzzled and smiled bitterly, "Boss, I understand what you mean, but there are only so many people above the deputy director level, and most of them are Secretary Deng's people. It is too difficult to win them over."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said, "There is a good opportunity in front of us now. If we can seize it, the officialdom of the entire Xiaguang District will be completely transformed."
Zhang Xiaoliang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Boss, please give me some advice. I don't quite understand what you mean."
Cheng Hao had been looking at his poker cards, and suddenly said, "What he meant was that we could win over Ma Zhencai's remaining power, so that we could compete with Deng Shaoqun."
Zhang Xiaoliang was a little dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "Aren't we fighting Mo Jin now? Why are we trying to get him to join us now? Is this idea feasible?"
Cheng Hao glanced at Fang Zhicheng and saw a smile on his face. He knew that he might have guessed his thoughts. He coughed, played two cards, and explained, "The reason why he was always at odds with Mo Jin before was because he didn't know the wind direction and the market situation. After he suffered several losses in a row, Mo Jin and others must have known that District Chief Fang is not an easy person to deal with. Now Ma Zhencai has retreated to the second line, and they have no backbone. If Mo Jin still holds on, the power in his hands will only become weaker and weaker. So for Mo Jin and others, the best result now is that District Chief Fang completely accepts them and no longer pursues the previous matters."
Zhang Xiaoliang could tell from Fang Zhicheng's silence that Fang Zhicheng did think so, but he was a smooth-talking person with a narrow mind, and it was difficult for him to accept Mo Jin as his ally.
Zhang Xiaoliang muttered, "Isn't that like inviting a wolf into the house?"
Fang Zhicheng could see through Zhang Xiaoliang's thoughts. Now Fang Zhicheng had no generals around him, so he relied heavily on himself. But if he had many more supporters, wouldn't his position be in jeopardy
Fang Zhicheng drew two cards, threw them on the table, and said calmly, "Old Zhang, have you read "Water Margin"?"
Zhang Xiaoliang nodded and said, "Of course I have seen it!"
Fang Zhicheng laughed and said, "The court knew that the Liangshan heroes were too powerful to be defeated by force, so they finally decided to recruit them. But what was the result? What happened to those recruited heroes?"