Second, many senior experts. Not only well-known experts in the field of domestic industrial manufacturing were invited, but also senior executives at the vice president level and above from several large foreign manufacturing companies such as Siemens of Germany, Samsung of South Korea, and Panasonic of Japan were invited to participate.
Third, the core media in the industry. Nearly ten newspapers and magazines related to industrial manufacturing, as well as eight central-level media participated in the follow-up reports of the forum, which completely heated up the atmosphere of industrial manufacturing in Hanzhou.
The Industrial Manufacturing Forum lasted a total of one week. After the forum, 20 settlement agreements were signed with an estimated investment of 18 billion yuan, far exceeding everyone's expectations.
Zang Yi was the organizer and promoter of the forum, for which he was highly praised by the provincial party secretary Wen Jinglong. Zang Yi thus completely established his foothold in Hanzhou, and at the same time, he used the industrial manufacturing forum to gain control over the industrial economy, disrupting the existing division of labor among mayors.
The entire Hanzhou officialdom felt that Zang Yi had begun to subtly influence the atmosphere.
In fact, this is understandable. As one of the top ten young people on the list of 100, Zang Yi should be able to make such a big move.
Although Fang Zhicheng made many achievements in Xiaguang, they pale in comparison to Zang Yi's achievements at this forum.
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It was November, the weather had turned a little cooler, and the night sky was sparse with stars. Zhao Qingya took a deep breath of the air filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, and her mood became much more relaxed.
The Qiong-Han City Integration Project has been underway for more than a year, and from the current situation, it is still extremely beneficial. Although the initial investment is large, the expected returns are also substantial. The most important thing is that Hongda Group is tied together with the two cities of Qiongjin and Hanzhou, and they prosper together. Before leaving, Mr. Foye had told Zhao Qingya that he wanted to build Hongda Group into a century-old enterprise. And Zhao Qingya is pushing Hongda forward step by step in that direction.
The whole Huainan knows that Hongda Group is a company of the Zhao family, but they clearly distinguish Hongda from the Zhao family. Because in recent years, Hongda Group has changed significantly, gradually fading the image of a family business and developing into a socialized, open and transparent enterprise.
Zhao Qingya already had an idea to give up her management role at Hongda Group, because Hongda Group is now positioned very high and she can no longer control it by herself, so she needs to hire professional managers to manage this huge enterprise.
The well-known companies that are now internationally renowned have all gradually transformed from private companies to public companies. Others may be familiar with the presidents of these well-known companies, but they are definitely unfamiliar with the real owners. The real winners have learned to hide behind the scenes, so that they can better protect themselves and put the company in a higher position.
Just as he was thinking more deeply, his cell phone suddenly rang. Zhao Qingya smiled sweetly and said, "Zhicheng, how long will it take you? I've been waiting for you for ten minutes longer than the scheduled time."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Sister Ya, I'm here."
After he finished speaking, a bright light came from not far away. Zhao Qingya subconsciously took a step back. Fang Zhicheng parked the car beside him, then walked out of the car and opened the passenger door for Zhao Qingya in a very gentlemanly manner.
After Zhao Qingya sat down, she asked with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a while, and I found that you have changed."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Why? Have you become more handsome?"
Zhao Qingya rolled her eyes speechlessly and said, "To put it nicely, you have become mature, but to put it bluntly, you have grown old. Young people under 30 years old look old-fashioned and have no freshness at all."
Fang Zhicheng laughed at himself and said, "There's nothing I can do. When you're in the underworld, you can't help yourself."
He is now the district party committee secretary of a district, and he usually communicates with officials who are older than him, so he has to make himself more mature, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Officialdom is a big theater. Everyone is playing a corresponding role. I have no choice. No matter where I am, I have to play the role of that position vividly."
Zhao Qingya nodded and said, "I was just joking with you, there's no need to act so serious."
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "Sister Ya, there are some things I will only nag in front of you, because you are the only one who always sees me as that young guy who just entered the society."
Zhao Qingya was slightly startled, and said softly: "Yes, you are always so childish in my eyes."
Sister and brother, this should be the position between Zhao Qingya and Fang Zhicheng. But Fang Zhicheng felt that there was clearly something else going on.
The two hadn't seen each other for a while, mainly because Fang Zhicheng had been isolated and investigated by the Supervisory Office, so the two deliberately kept their distance, but this did not let their feelings fade. Maybe it was a little strange at the beginning, but Zhao Qingya soon regained the feeling when they were together before.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Fang Zhicheng drove around the streets of Qiongjin. The two discussed the destination for supper, but they never made a decision.
Zhao Qingya smiled and said, "Zhicheng, do you know that you have changed a lot now?"
"Oh?" Fang Zhicheng asked doubtfully, "Tell me about it."
Zhao Qingya said: "If it were before, you would definitely follow my instructions on where to eat, but now you have a lot of your own ideas."
Fang Zhicheng smiled, thinking that Zhao Qingya was right, and stopped insisting on his opinion. He said, "Then I'll listen to you and go to the bar street."
The night market in Qiongjin is very lively. It is only ten o'clock now, and it is the busiest time. Fang Zhicheng parked the car and walked side by side with Zhao Qingya. Suddenly, he found that the right side was very lively and there was a group of people around.
Fang Zhicheng glanced at Zhao Qingya and asked, "Want to watch the fun?"
Zhao Qingya nodded and said, "Of course."
After approaching, Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that the scene was not suitable for children. Two women were lying on the ground, fighting with each other, while a young man stood beside them, persuading them from time to time. He wanted to intervene, but could not find a chance.
The two women fought more and more fiercely, tearing each other's clothes. Finally, the slightly smaller woman was at a disadvantage. Her coat was taken off, and then her bra was pulled off, exposing two pieces of snow-white skin to the field of vision. The people watching nearby exclaimed.
Zhao Qingya poked Fang Zhicheng with her palm, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "You are lucky to have such a blessing."
Fang Zhicheng smiled awkwardly and said, "How about we withdraw?"
Zhao Qingya shook her head and said, "It would be a shame if we didn't watch such a wonderful battle."
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing secretly, but soon his attention was attracted by the scene. The two women had begun to tear each other more frantically. After all, the tall woman's clothes were also torn off, and half of her bra fell off, but she didn't care at all and began to tear the pants of the weak woman.
Zhao Qingya smiled and said, "It seems that the legal wife is more powerful."
Fang Zhicheng asked in confusion: "Sister Ya, why do you think the one who has the upper hand is the legal wife?"
Zhao Qingya glanced at Fang Zhicheng and said, "Don't tell me you can't see it?"
Fang Zhicheng thought about it and realized that it was not difficult to distinguish them. Although the street lights were dim, he could still clearly tell that the mistress was obviously much more beautiful than the wife. Not only did she have a delicate face, but her figure was also more curvy. As for the wife, although she looked good, her figure was out of shape.