The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Yang Dongxu's little grandpa Zhao Feng knew, but when Chen Weimin was still in Chengwang City, although the little grandma who was about to do things was not very frequent, he would send some souvenirs to come over and be familiar with Zhao Feng. It was only later that Chen Weimin was promoted. He went to work below, and later he was transferred from Chengwang City to break the contact.

I just don’t know that Yang Dongxu’s grandmother, who knows what’s going to happen, obviously has good resources in his hand. Why do he like to farm the small things in the countryside, instead of relying on Chen Weimin’s relationship to go on a career, or do some other business.

"When I have time to see my uncle, I haven't seen it in years."

"Then my little grandpa must be happy." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.

Seeing the babysitter put the dishes on the dinner table, Zhao Feng stood up: "Let's eat."

"Auntie didn't come with the child?" Yang Dongxu also got up and walked over together, asking while walking.

"I've just transferred it in less than a week, and things are not stable here. Plus, it's almost October in the lunar calendar, and the children are also going to school, so I'm not in a hurry to get them over. I'll wait until the beginning of the year."

"Come back to study, it really affects learning." Yang Dongxu nodded.

"Study results can't be affected." Thinking of his second son, Zhao Feng's face was full of smiles. Obviously, this son should give him a long face academic performance should be good.

The two had no rules about eating or sleeping, so they chatted while eating. Unknowingly, the topic touched on the economy of Chengwang City. Or Zhao Feng consciously pulled up here.

After receiving Yang Dongxu's call and remembering who Yang Dongxu was. Before calling home, he called his old leader in the office.

On the phone, the old leader specially mentioned that he had any economic problems and asked him more about this elementary school brother. Although Zhao Feng knew that Yang Dongxu had been smart since childhood, the economy of a city with a population of several million asked the use of a Maotou younger than 20 years old. But the old leader obviously wouldn't joke about this raising, so he drew the topic to this matter.

When it comes to the economy of Chengwang City, as Zhao Desheng said, there is really nothing that can be done except for a fertilizer plant and an agricultural machinery plant. Or count the Beijing-Kowloon Line that has not yet been opened to traffic, which is barely three.

"Our city is a big agricultural city with no industrial foundation and no minerals. So it is better to introduce a little more small enterprises than to invest in big enterprises."

"Small business?" Zhao Feng frowned, not because his eyes were low. It is the benefits of small businesses that want to boost the GDP of a city. The economic ratio is now becoming more and more important.

"Small businesses can benefit or walk, but it is quite impressive to introduce a few more. You can refer to the handicraft industry in Hainan in the past two years."

"It's really good over there, and we have found the right way. But introducing too many small businesses doesn't necessarily make money." That's right. That's why Zhao Feng hasn't always paid attention to small businesses.

After all, there are pearls and jade in Hainan, and everyone can see the achievements of small enterprises. But the total number of small enterprises is not worse than that of large enterprises. The economic data can also look good, but you can't guarantee that they can make money for so many small enterprises. If you lose money and make a profit, the economic panel will not look so good.

"You can make an industrial chain, so that the things produced upstream are sold down, and you are not afraid that the probability of basically losing money is not very low. For example, if our city is an agricultural market, we can think of ways to produce agricultural products. .

That is to say, people's lives have improved a lot, and children have eaten more snacks. We can do this line of food processing, so that the farmers have a way to go beyond the remaining grain. After being processed into food, the value of the grain has been improved more than selling grain alone to make more money. "

"This is a good way, but what kind of food factory can be opened?" Zhao Feng's eyes lit up, and he felt that this way was good. You can try a few small food factories.

"Bread and instant noodles. It happens that the grain produced in our city is basically wheat." Yang Dongxu said without hesitation.

If you want to say what video is going on in China, bread and instant noodles can definitely be the best. Especially for people born after the 70s and 80s, if the market can eat high-end food such as bread and instant noodles, it is envied and envied by all kinds of friends.

"This option is good, and the benefits should not be small." Zhao Feng, who has also visited several developed cities along the coast, was a little moved.

Seeing Yang Dongxu's gaze is also more eager than before. From a young age, he felt that this young man was much smarter. Sometimes he could still see what he was arguing with the old leader. It seems to me that the old leader is right, the little young and clever head in front of me is still clever as always.

Chengwang Second People's Hospital, the door of the operating room opened and the doctor came out from inside.

"How is it, how is my son?" A woman with heavy make-up quickly ran over.

"There is no danger to life, but the nose bridge is severely fractured, and there may be some problems with the back face."

"What's wrong with my face, I tell you that if my son is disfigured, I will dismantle your hospital. Do you know who I am? Do you know who my old Zhang is? Give me immediate treatment... . "The woman pinched her waist with one hand and spurted her nose with one finger. Fortunately, she came out of the operating room and wore a mask without having to use an umbrella."

"That is, if Master Zhang has three longs and two shorts, you don't need to be a cry." A group of people came up from the stairs and surrounded them instantly.

This group of people is no one else. It was the news that they ran to Sun Changfeng Auto Shop to bet on Yang Dongxu and his party.

"I will try my best, I will try my best." The doctor will definitely be beaten if he sees anything else, and he quickly turns around and walks into the operating room. Anyway, the treatment has been cured, and it will only destroy him. Let's hide for a while.

"Human? Didn't you say to arrest someone? Dare to beat my son, I must let him die." Seeing the doctor go in, the woman snorted and turned to see that the person sent was back. Her son and woman were furious.

"That... aunt... people... people are gone." Xiao Huang said a little unnaturally.

"Leave? Was the police caught in the police station?" The woman froze for a moment.

"No... no... people go home." Xiao Huang's face was even more embarrassing.

"Go home!" The woman's voice instantly increased by eight octaves, and she slapped at the little yellow fan: "What are you doing? What are the police doing? How can you get the beater home?"

You told me that if Ge Dachuan couldn’t catch him, he wouldn’t have to be a policeman? He was able to become the chief of the police station that year, but Zhang, my family, did his best. Let him go up, and let him down. "

Xiao Huang didn't dare to do much, so she had to slap the woman on her face, and then pouted when she lowered her head. Your home old Zhang, your home old Zhang. Those who know know that you are talking about your little uncle, but those who do not know think you are the wife of Deputy Mayor Zhang.

Seeing the violent woman didn’t speak for a while, he waited until the woman’s clamor was over, then he covered his face and said, “This...maybe Mayor Zhang said it in person. I met Director Zhao when I was in the past, it’s him Let go of people."

"Director Zhao, Zhao Desheng?" The woman froze for a moment.

"Well, he seems to know the person who hit the person. I have blocked the person. I can't do it without him in front of him." Xiao Huang quickly shirked away the responsibility for his unfavorable work, but it wasn't actually. Be honest. The deputy director of the municipal public security bureau stood there. Did he really get the gun to kill people? He was not kicked by the donkey again.

"He Zhao Desheng is a fart. Before, his backer was so bullish. He wasn't taken away by my old Zhang. Tell him that he must be caught, otherwise he will not have to work as a deputy director." Growled.

Looking at this momentum, it seems that it is better than the senior officials in the province. It is not ambiguous to say that whoever is allowed to be the leader of the authority, whoever is allowed to get out.

"What's going on, what's going on, how could it be beaten?" A woman came up from the stairs.

"Sister, you must give our family Jackie Chan the title. Jackie Chan has been disfigured by others. That Zhao Desheng even let the murderer go, there is no Wang Fa." When I saw the woman who was just clamoring , Crying with tears in his nose.

The person beside Xiao Xiaohuang who is watching is extremely grumpy~www.ltnovel.com~ What's going on? "The newly arrived woman asked with a cold face. Compared with Zhang Chenglong's best mother, she was a little sensible and didn't yell, but by looking at this expression, she knew that he would definitely not give up.

Xiao Huang hurriedly spoke up and repeated what he just said.

"When did Zhao Desheng's guts become so fat?" The new woman frowned.

Ever since the last mayor was taken away by his husband, Zhao Desheng, who had no backers, was like a rabbit. Why did he dare to brush his teeth at this time? Could it be that the old Zhang of his family did not succeed in taking the position even if he removed the mayor. A new mayor has been transferred and feels that his old Zhang is out of luck? Want to kick your nose and step on your face?

"Zhao Desheng, do you still have discipline, and you have let the murderer go away in such a large injury case. Are you worthy of the police uniform on you? Is it worthy of the badge on your head?"

In the hall of Chengwang Public Security Bureau, Zhao Desheng, who had just returned, was blocked by Ge Dachuan when he entered the door. When Ge Dachuan came up, he pointed to his nose and scolded: "Give up your police gun, you are suspended and give it away. I go home and reflect on it. If the murderer can’t catch it, will you wait for punishment?"

"Suspended?" Zhao Desheng's mouth smiled playfully: "What about the suspended documents?"

"Why, it doesn't matter if I speak. Do you dare to ask me for documents?" Ge Dachuan stared angrily, feeling his majesty was provoked.

"Although you are my leader according to position, you are only the deputy hall according to the level, and I am in the right place, and I have no right to stop my post in terms of procedures. I am the deputy executive director to stop the need for the municipal committee to issue documents. This common sense You don’t understand?” Zhao Desheng said slowly.

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