Starting from not paying back debts to start technological hegemony

The auditorium was quiet, everyone stared at the front, no one dared to breathe. For those who didn't understand, the scene in front of them was just a change of people to speak, but for those who often came into contact with such news, the smell of gunpowder was too strong.

Grandpa Hu walked up to the rostrum step by step, and stood in front of the microphone under Cui Yiping's complicated expression.

"Ladies and gentlemen, first welcome to Dongjiang!"

The old man's tone was very calm, but there was a sigh in this calmness. He seemed to want to recall the past and said, "Dongjiang is a good place."

"Don't be afraid of being laughed at. I came to Dongjiang to escape. I remember that it was not open at that time. Natural disasters broke out in Handong, my hometown. First there was a severe drought and then a flood. The country wanted to save it but it was too late. My home was gone, my father drowned, and my mother starved to death on the road.

She lied to my brothers and said that she had eaten, and we were so hungry that we didn't think about it and ate all the steamed buns.

That year, there were many refugees, and my brothers and I were also affected along the way Many people took care of us.

I rode in a donkey cart, helped people carry luggage, and got some food.

The most impressive thing was coming to Dongjiang. The people in Dongjiang were very kind. My brother and I were hungry for three days, and then we met a noble man, and each of us got a bowl of porridge.

The noble man was just an ordinary person, the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, who passed away ten years ago. At that time, my brother and I went to pay tribute to him.

Kowtow to the benefactor!

The porridge was really thin. "

The old man couldn't help laughing when he said this, and said: "I counted, there are 107 grains of rice in the bowl."

Everyone listened quietly, and no one dared to interrupt.

The old man sighed and said, "But the benefactor gave porridge for half a month, and ran out of rice and was fired from his post.

It was with these two bowls of porridge that my brother and I survived.

In a blink of an eye, almost fifty years have passed.

I got help from many people in Dongjiang. This is indeed a place with outstanding people and beautiful scenery. The people here are honest, sincere and kind.

That year, my brother and I stayed at the home of the village chief of Laoliang Village. The village chief was a kind man. Knowing that we were fleeing from the disaster, he gave us food and shelter. We helped him work and helped him run around the village. Gradually, the whole village became familiar with him.

Later, the old village chief died. No one was convinced by who to choose as the village chief. Finally, the respected elders in the village were elected. In order to maintain the relationship between neighbors, I was promoted to the position of village chief.

Since then, I have started to work in politics.

From village chief to the current deputy general manager, in charge of the economy of a province, I have met too many noble people in the process.

I am grateful to the people of Dongjiang for giving my brother and me a way to live. On the way of promotion step by step, I kept swearing that I would never harm the people of Dongjiang.

My brother also started a business, and decades have passed.

It is impossible to say that I have not helped him. Who doesn't know the things in it? But I still dare to pat my chest and say that I, Hu Zhenmin, have never done anything wrong in my life! "

Mr. Hu's voice was loud and deafening, and the people dared not breathe.

Such awe-inspiring righteousness, raising hands and clenching fists, was so majestic that the foreheads of the Jiang Gang began to sweat.

It came from the spiritual impact.

It was grand and majestic, it was a clear conscience, it was a sound that shook a hundred miles, and it hit the heart directly!

The old man said calmly: "My brother also started a business, but because we are timid, after decades, our assets are only 30 to 40 billion."

Some people looked up in astonishment. They were people from other provinces. They didn't understand or know about it, but they were very surprised.

Such a high position, helping his brother, his brother only has 30 to 40 billion?

Are you sure he helped?

And more locals know it well. They understand the way. The old man's existence is a stabilizing force. He will not let his brother encounter unknown risks and can steadily increase his wealth, but it is obvious that he did not directly help his brother.

Forty or fifty years.

Businesses and enterprises that can exist for decades, with people behind them and able to develop stably, in today's rapidly expanding assets, aren't they worth tens of billions or hundreds of billions?

That was the first batch of businesses that went into business and have already developed.

Even if inflation continues every year, how many times have the assets increased?

Not to mention that there are always people managing it.

The Hu family's money is clean!

This is everyone's first thought.

After all, there is Hanhai Group in the front. Hanhai Group, which has only been developed for more than 20 years, is worth nearly 1 trillion yuan. The gap is too big.

Then, Mr. Hu talked about the economy of Dongjiang.

"When the organization talked to me, they said that the economy of Dongjiang is active and worth investing in and managing. When I was promoted to be in charge of Dongjiang's economy, I had too many ideas and ambitions to implement and to repay Dongjiang, which saved our Hu family.

But it's been five years!

What have I done?

I was a vagrant, eating porridge every day, depressedI am not successful.

I can't do anything. "

At this point, in the eyes of the general manager, Mr. Hu slapped the podium and roared: "Is the economy of Dongjiang active? No! Under the seemingly active small-people economy is the Hanhai Group Dongjiang Chamber of Commerce, which is as solid as a rock, impenetrable to water, impenetrable to needles, and unshakable by thunder. It is a vested interest group with the Jiang Gang as its core. It is calm on the surface and bureaucratic in secret.

It is an economic aggregate created by the general manager who was once high-spirited and high-spirited, who helped the building to fall after several times.

It is the Hanhai Group that once led Dongjiang to rise, became the pillar of Dongjiang, developed before all provinces in the country, and created the pride of Dongjiang.

It is the glory we were once proud of!

It is the Hanhai Group that is unwilling to give up its past achievements, lying on the credit book to count money, reminiscing about the glory and praise of the past but burying its head in monopoly. "

The whole audience was in uproar.

Everyone in the auditorium couldn't help but stand up and looked at Mr. Hu on the rostrum in shock.

What is this?

What is he going to do?

Can such words be said at this time?

The chief steward's hands were shaking and his eyes were twitching. He was trying to restrain himself, to meditate, to calm down, to be calm.

"Times have changed!"

Mr. Hu patted the rostrum again and said in a deep voice: "Dongjiang no longer needs a giant pillar enterprise. What it needs is a whale falling and all things come to life, what it needs is the prosperity of the people, and what it needs is a real hundred schools of thought.

Attract investment? What kind of business? What kind of capital?

Attract new business and active capital.

Now that Hanhai is gone, Dongjiang is bound to usher in vigorous development. Here, I, the old man in charge of the economy, sincerely hope that you will stay and add fuel to the construction of Dongjiang.

You don't have to worry about the future. "

At this point, Mr. Hu looked at the steward who was almost unable to bear it.

He laughed, and laughed very happily.

"I have been in office for five years and have been eating porridge every day. I am very unhappy. Today, I, Hu Zhenmin, ask the steward to retire!"

The scene was silent again.

Then there was an uproar, and fierce discussions resounded throughout the auditorium.

Today's auditorium meeting really shocked too many people.

Everyone present felt horrified, then their faces turned red, their hearts were uneasy, and they trembled with excitement.

Such a scene is destined to be impossible to spread, but they are witnesses. They will witness Mr. Hu's righteous act of burning himself and dying for the sake of others, and witness Mr. Hu's great achievement of pulling the steward to death.

Today's scene will definitely be passed on in their hearts and mouths.

Unforgettable for a lifetime!