Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

We knew Yang Dongxu's grandpa Zhao Feng. When Chen Weimin was still in Chengwang City, although his grandpa didn't come in often, he would send some local specialties every now and then, and he was familiar with Zhao Feng. But later on, Chen Weimin was promoted.

He went to work at a lower level, and was later transferred out of Chengwang City before losing contact with him.

I just don’t know why Yang Dongxu’s young grandfather, who is very good at things, likes to farm in the countryside and tinker with small things when he obviously has good resources, instead of relying on Chen Weimin’s relationship to pursue an official career or do some other business.

"I'll go visit my uncle when I have time. I haven't seen him for many years."

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

Seeing the nanny putting the dishes on the table, Zhao Feng stood up and said, "Let's go eat."

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

"It's been less than a week since I was transferred here, and things here are not yet stable. Plus it's almost October in the lunar calendar, and the children are also in school, so I'm not in a hurry to let them come over. We'll wait until the beginning of the year."

"Transferring back and forth between schools does affect learning." Yang Dongxu nodded.

"Academic performance cannot be affected." Thinking of the second son of his family, Zhao Feng had a full smile on his face. Obviously, this son has a good face and should have good academic performance.

The two of them didn't have any rules about eating and sleeping, so they started chatting while eating. Unknowingly, the topic turned to the economy of Chengwang City. Or Zhao Feng consciously brought it up.

After receiving a call from Yang Dongxu and remembering who Yang Dongxu was, he called his old boss in the office before going home.

During the phone call, the old leader specifically asked him to ask his younger brother if he had any economic problems. Although Zhao Feng knew that Yang Dongxu had been smart since he was a child, the economics of a city with a population of several million could not be asked.

What's the use of a twenty-year-old boy? But the old leader obviously wouldn't joke about raising a child, so he changed the topic to this matter.

When it comes to the economy of Chengwang City, as Zhao Desheng said, apart from a fertilizer factory and an agricultural machinery factory, there is really nothing to show for it. Or including the Beijing-Kowloon Line that has not yet been opened to traffic, this is

Barely enough, there are three.

"Our city is a large agricultural city with little industrial foundation and no minerals. So instead of spending energy on introducing big companies, it is better to introduce more small businesses."

"Small business?" Zhao Feng frowned. It's not that he has high vision but low power. It's that the efficiency of small businesses is really a drop in the bucket if they want to boost a city's GDP, and now the proportion of the economy in political performance is becoming more and more important.

"A small business can only make a small profit, but bringing in a few more will be quite impressive. You can refer to Hainan's handicraft industry in the past two years."

"It's true that they have done a good job over there and found the right path. But bringing in too many small businesses may not always make money." Yes, this is the reason why Zhao Feng has never paid attention to small businesses.

After all, with the pearls from Hainan at the forefront, everyone can see that small businesses can also produce political achievements. However, there are many small businesses and the sum is no worse than that of large companies. The economic data can also be very good, but with so many small businesses, you cannot guarantee that all of them will make money.

Ah. If there is a loss and a profit and the result is even, the economic panel will not look so good.

"We can create an industrial chain so that things produced upstream can be sold downstream. If there is no market, the chance of losing money is basically very low. For example, our city is a big agricultural market, and we can think of ways to deal with agricultural products.

.

Let's just say that people's lives are much better now, and children eat more snacks. We can develop a food processing line, so that farmers can have a way out of the remaining grain after paying it to the public. And after processing the grain into food

The value of the food has been improved, which makes more money than selling food alone."

"This is a good path, but what kind of food factory should I open?" Zhao Feng's eyes lit up, and he felt that this path was good. He could try out a few small food factories.

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

When it comes to videos being popular in China, bread and instant noodles are definitely at the top of the list. Especially for people born later, if high-end foods like bread and instant noodles are available in the market, they will be popular among friends.

A kind of envy and jealousy.

"This is a good option. If done well, the benefits should not be small." Zhao Feng, who has also visited several developed cities along the coast, is now a little excited.

The eyes he looked at Yang Dongxu were much more eager than before. He had felt that this young man was much smarter since he was a child. Sometimes he could see him arguing with the old leader. In his heart, it seemed that the old leader was right. This young man in front of him was right.

The young and smart Guazi is still as smart as ever.

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

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

"It is not life-threatening, but the bridge of the nose is severely fractured, and there may be some facial problems in the future."

"What's wrong with your face? I tell you that if my son is disfigured, I will tear down your hospital. Do you know who I am? Do you know who my old Zhang is? Get me in immediately for proper treatment...

." The woman pinched her waist with one hand and pointed with the other, foam flying from her nose. Fortunately, she walked out of the operating room wearing a mask and no need to hold an umbrella.

"That's right, if Mr. Zhang has any shortcomings, you don't have to say anything about it." A group of people came up from the stairs and immediately surrounded him.

This group of people was none other than those who had received the news and ran to Sun Changfeng Automobile Shop to gamble with Yang Dongxu and his party.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I'll try my best, I'll try my best." When the doctor saw that if he said anything else, he would be beaten, he quickly turned around and walked into the operating room. Anyway, the treatment that should be treated has been treated.

He really had no choice whether it would only disfigure or not, he had to go in and hide for a while.

"Where are the people? Didn't you say we were going to arrest them? If you dare to beat my son, I will make his life worse than death." When the doctor came in, the woman snorted coldly. She turned around and saw that the people who had been sent had returned, but she didn't see the beating.

The woman who had her own son was furious.

"That...aunt...that person...is gone." Xiao Huang said with a somewhat unnatural look on his face.

"Left? Arrested by the police and taken to the police station?" The woman was stunned for a moment.

"No...no...I've gone home." Xiao Huang's face became even more embarrassed.

"Go home!" The woman's voice suddenly rose an octave, and she slapped Xiao Huang: "What do you do for food? What do the police do for food? How do you let the person who beats someone go home?

Can you tell me that if Ge Dachuan can't be caught, he won't have to be a policeman? He was able to become the chief of this police station, and my old Zhang was very helpful. He could get him up, and he could get him down.

"

Xiao Huang didn't dare to say anything more, so he had to let the woman slap him in the face, and curled his lips when he lowered his head. Your old Zhang, your old Zhang. Those who know know that you are talking about your brother-in-law, and those who don't know think you are

She is Deputy Mayor Zhang's wife.

Looking at the angry woman, he didn't speak for a while. After the woman finished shouting, he covered his face and said: "This...Mayor Zhang may have to say it himself. I met Director Zhao when I went there, and it was him

Let people go."

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

"Well, he seems to know the person who hit him. I blocked him, and I couldn't do anything if he was in front of him." Xiao Huang quickly shied away the responsibility for his failure. In fact, it was not shirk, but

Tell the truth. The deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau was standing there. Could he really get a gun and beat someone to death? He hadn't been kicked in the head by a donkey.

"Zhao De's chances of winning are bullshit. His backer was so good before, but he was taken away by my old man Zhang. Tell him that he must be caught by me, otherwise he, the deputy director, will no longer have to do this." The woman said angrily.

roared.

It seems that this momentum is more powerful than that of the senior officials in the province. Whoever is told to be the chief will be made chief, and whoever is told to get out will be let go. There is no ambiguity at all.

"What's going on, what's going on, why are you being beaten up just fine?" A woman came up from the stairs.

"Little sister, you must make the decision for our Jackie Chan. Jackie Chan was beaten and disfigured, and that Zhao Desheng actually let the murderer go. Is there anything wrong with this?" As soon as he saw the visitor, the woman who was still shouting just now

, burst into tears and burst into tears.

Next to me, Xiao Xiaohuang and his group looked particularly disgusted.

"What's going on?" the woman who just arrived asked with a cold face. Compared to Zhang Chenglong's best mother, she was still a little sensible and didn't yell, but one look at her expression showed that he would definitely not give up.

Xiao Huang spoke quickly and repeated what he just said.

"When did Zhao Desheng become so courageous?" The newly arrived woman frowned.

Since the last mayor was driven away by his husband, Zhao Desheng, who has no backer, is as obedient as a rabbit. Why does he dare to show his teeth at this time? Could it be that he saw that his boss, even if he took away the mayor, would not do it?

Didn't succeed in taking office. A new mayor was appointed. I feel that his boss Zhang has lost power? Do you want to kick him in the nose?

"Zhao Desheng, do you still have organizational discipline? You actually let the murderer go in such a big injury case. Are you worthy of the police uniform you are wearing? Are you worthy of the police badge on your head?"

In the lobby of the Chengwang City Public Security Bureau, Zhao Desheng, who had just returned, was blocked by Ge Dachuan as soon as he entered the door. When Ge Dachuan came up, he pointed at his nose and cursed: "Hand over your police gun, you have been suspended and be punished."

I'll go home and reflect. If the murderer can't be caught, you just have to wait to be punished, right?"

"Suspension?" Zhao Desheng's mouth showed a playful smile: "Where is the suspension document?"

"Why, it doesn't matter what I say. You dare to ask me for documents?" Ge Dachuan stared angrily, feeling that his dignity was being challenged.

"Although you are my leader according to your position, but according to your rank, you are only the deputy director, and I am in charge. From a procedural point of view, you have no right to suspend me. I am the executive deputy director, so suspension requires the municipal committee to hold a meeting and issue documents. This is common sense.

You don’t understand, do you?” Zhao Desheng said slowly.

"you......"