Zhu Jiusi and his team drove in from afar and stopped at the entrance of the construction site. Li Shengli and others, accompanied by the relevant personnel of the municipal party committee and government who arrived earlier, were already waiting on the side. The doors of more than 20 cars opened almost at the same time, and dozens of big shots who could only be seen on TV got out one after another. From the central government to the provincial and municipal governments, it was a gathering of dignitaries.
The podium was set up at a safe distance, and all the ceremonies were kept simple. There were about 100 to 200 people gathered below the stage, including nearby villagers, Qinghe employees, representatives from the original grain station, and city staff. Although the whole scene did not look grand, it was also very lively. Wen Liang and Ning Xi hid at the end of the crowded crowd, made a canopy with their hands, tiptoed to look around, and said, "Yu Peidong is here too? He was in Guanshan the day before yesterday, in Lingyang yesterday, and he came to Qingzhou again today. Is Secretary Yu doing a three-accompanying job?"
Ning Xi smiled and said, "You are the only one who has a bad mouth! Yu Peidong almost fell a while ago, and he was unlucky to encounter this severe flood. If he doesn't work harder, do you think he has been sitting in the position of the top leader of Jiangdong for too long?"
Wen Liang raised his thumb and said, "I'm just mean-spirited, but you are really mean... No wonder people say that women are really mean when they act mean!"
Wen Liang had always guessed that Yu Peidong went to Beijing to attend the 5th Plenary Session of the 14th Central Committee last September, but almost didn't come back. He must have been implicated in that huge case. Now that Ning Xi said this, it was finally confirmed. However, he was not a curious person, and it would not be good for him to know too much, so he immediately changed the subject and joked about Ning Xi.
Ning Xi was about to fight back, but Wen Liang smiled and waved his hand, motioning her to look at the podium. There were only a dozen people qualified to stand on the podium, and Wen Huaiming was standing under the podium, with Li Shengli next to him. He was very nervous and whispered, "Secretary Wen, is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"
Wen Huaiming looked straight ahead with a smile on his face. He lowered his voice and said, "Just answer whatever I ask you later. Don't say too much. Just a few words and clear logic will be enough..."
"Huai Ming, come here."
Xu Fuyan stood on the left side of Zhu Jiusi, saying something, then suddenly turned sideways and waved to Wen Huaiming. Wen Huaiming gave Li Shengli an encouraging look and hurried onto the stage. As soon as he stood still, Yu Peidong on the right side of Zhu Jiusi pointed at him and said with a smile: "Old leader, this Wen Huaiming is a great talent in Jiangdong. He not only has a solid theoretical foundation, but is also very capable in doing practical things. Last time, Mr. Ren also praised him a lot..."
"Oh, really? I haven't heard Mr. Ren mention this, but the comrades in the grain system reported to me last time that there is a young cadre in Jiangdong who has great ideas about grain reform. Is he this talented Wen?"
Zhu Jiusi is only about fifty-six or fifty-seven years old. He has thick black hair and a tall stature. He always smiles when he speaks and is very friendly. He is also famous for being approachable in China. Both his style of doing things and his way of dealing with people are completely different from Chen Longqi. I don't know how two people with such big differences can coexist peacefully and appreciate each other.
Xu Fuyan replied: "The Qingzhou grain reform pilot team is now led by Secretary-General Wen. The overall work is going smoothly. For example, the Xijiao grain station has received good resource reallocation."
Wen Huaiming put his hands down and said respectfully: "This is all in accordance with the central government's major policy, and it is a small achievement under the leadership of Secretary Yu and Secretary Xu. In front of Premier Zhu, I want to speak from my heart. If it weren't for the unconditional support of all the leaders, we would never have been able to take the first step under such a difficult situation."
Wen Huaiming was so moved that tears almost welled up in his eyes. Yu Peidong smiled and said, "Okay, okay, don't say these official words in front of the old leader."
Zhu Jiusi waved his hand and said, "Hey, how can you say it's official language? I think Secretary-General Wen spoke very well. Whether it's national reform or grain reform, the situation we face is very serious. It is precisely because of the severity that every party and government leader needs to promote reform and create a new situation with a fearless spirit and the courage to be the first. Only in this way can the cause of our party and people go further, and our country and nation can become stronger."
Warm applause broke out from the surroundings. Yu Peidong said as he clapped: "We will hold a meeting as soon as we get down to study and understand the instructions of the old leader. We must win the battle of reform under the leadership of the Party Central Committee."
Li Shengli watched Wen Huaiming's calm expression as he talked to Zhu Jiusi from afar, and he admired him from the bottom of his heart. If it were him, he didn't know if he would be able to finish a complete sentence.
A minute later, Wen Huaiming came back. The tears in his eyes had disappeared. Instead, he looked deep and cold, as if he had been in the political world for a long time. He chuckled and said, "Boss Li, let the people start."
Li Shengli asked in surprise: "The Prime Minister is not speaking?"
"No more talking. Time is limited. We have to go to the Qinghua Factory later. Please inform them as soon as possible."
After receiving the order, Qu Rong immediately notified the blasting team via intercom. With a roar, the main building of the grain station collapsed, and excavators and bulldozers followed. The huge construction site suddenly became busy. Zhu Jiusi, wearing a safety helmet, walked around with everyone. In the middle of the walk, he called Li Shengli over to ask a few questions and listened to Qinghe's corporate philosophy of focusing on the health of the general public's diet and the report on its future development plan.
When he heard that Li Shengli was determined to increase Qinghe's output value to 500 million to 1 billion within five years, Zhu Jiusi was very happy and instructed Xu Fuyan and Wen Huaiming to support such emerging enterprises and further increase the proportion of the tertiary industry in the local economy. Especially when he knew that Li Shengli was a laid-off worker from the agricultural machinery factory and had worked hard to start his own business, Zhu Jiusi was filled with emotion and felt like writing an inscription. However, everyone knew that the vice premier didn't like to leave his calligraphy everywhere, so they looked at each other in surprise, a little unprepared.
But honest people have their own blessings. Li Shengli was well prepared and waved to Si Yajing. The beautiful Si Yajing, dressed in a professional suit, came over with two etiquette ladies. Zhu Jiusi wrote the eight characters "Pure soy milk, healthy ***" with his brush.
No one expected that an insignificant brief inspection would lead to such an unexpected result. Many provincial and municipal officials who accompanied him looked at the inscription in Li Shengli's hand, each with their own thoughts, but their eyes were all equally complicated.
When Zhu Jiusi, Yu Peidong and other central and provincial leaders walked towards the motorcade, Xu Fuyan deliberately stepped back, nodded kindly to Li Shengli, and then hurried over. Wen Huaiming understood his superiors' intentions and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, if you have any requests in the future, you can tell the city. We will strongly support your development in Qingzhou."
Li Shengli was still confused and smiled naively. Wen Huaiming patted him on the shoulder. Regardless of whether Zhu Jiusi's intention of writing the inscription was to express his support for Qingzhou's grain and economic reforms, or if there was another deeper meaning, at least as the owner of this inscription, Li Shengli and Qinghe had already benefited the most.
After the convoy left, Li Shengli and Si Yajing came over together. Li Shengli smiled bitterly and said, "My back is soaked..."
"Uncle Li, you did a great job, better than I expected!" Wen Liang looked at the dust raised by the convoy in the distance and said with a smile, "But in the eyes of some people, it may not be that good."
Ning Xi frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Wen Liang's eyes flashed with an intriguing light, and he said, "Guess who I saw in that crowd just now?"
Li Shengli and Si Yajing were confused, but Ning Xi became interested and asked, "Who?"
"Gu Shitong, Minghua's Gu Shitong!"
In a few minutes, Ning Xi had received Zhu Jiusi's schedule from Guanshan yesterday. As expected by Wen Liang, he did not visit Minghua headquarters. In fact, it was understandable. Zhu Jiusi had a lot of things to do on this trip and was in a tight schedule. On the day he arrived at Guanshan, he also attended the commendation meeting for flood relief. How could he have the energy to visit Minghua? Gu Shitong followed him to Qingzhou. He must have been unwilling to miss this great opportunity. In other words, Minghua was about to launch a series of major actions in Qingzhou. Some time ago, there was a little friction with Xu Fuyan, and they urgently needed a chance to ease the relationship with Qingzhou.
Zhu Jiusi's inspection of Jiangdong was a perfect opportunity.
Wen Huaiming was not available to contact at the moment, so Wen Liang immediately called the Municipal Party Committee's Policy Research Office and found Bai Wei. The girl ran to the office without saying a word and printed out a schedule for today. Sure enough, Zhu Jiusi's last stop was Minghua Industrial Park in Qingzhou East District.
The industrial park is a supporting project for the construction of Qingdong New District. It was prepared during Zuo Jing's time, but was suspended for a while due to political changes. When Xu Fuyan won and took over Qingzhou, the project was restarted. However, Wen Liang's plot to sow discord in the car-smashing incident at the school gate ruined the relationship between Gu and Xu, and the project was in a semi-stagnant state. It was a roller coaster ride, and we can't blame society for our bad luck.
However, I didn't hear Wen Huaiming mention Gu Shitong yesterday. He should have been arranged to join today. After all, Gu Shitong has deep roots in Jiangdong. If Yu Peidong said so, Xu Fuyan would have no way to refuse.
Wen Liang regained his composure and teased, "Uncle Li, how come you prepared some writing?"
"Oh, I saw on TV that leaders always write inscriptions when they inspect, so I wondered if I could ask the Prime Minister to write a word for Qinghe..."
This is the legendary lucky general. Wen Liang laughed loudly, and his laughter went straight into the sky above the construction site where machines were roaring, and echoed for a long time.
At the same time, Mu Zechen, who was waiting at the gate of the industrial park, received a call from Gu Shitong: "Don't use the guard of honor, carpets and flowers, keep everything simple, and remove the pens, ink, paper and inkstone..."
Everyone knows that even a leader who loves calligraphy the most cannot write in the same place twice, especially Zhu Jiusi who hates writing and drawing the most. He was overtaken by Qinghe Soy Milk who appeared out of nowhere, wasting this great opportunity. One can imagine how frustrated and angry Gu Shitong was.
"Let Qi Shu check the background of Qinghe Soy Milk. I want to know all its information tonight!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)