Chapter 810 Express Your Position

"So... you want to drive the economy of Honglin City through Linhu City?" Cao Xinmin shook his head in disappointment. He thought Shen Dapeng would come up with some good suggestions, but he was still struggling with the airport issue.

"Is there any necessary relationship between Honglin City and the ecological park? It seems that Uncle Cao and my aunt's company have the final say on how to build and develop the ecological park. Whether it is a hotel or a scenic spot, it will have a long-term development in the future. , It’s just taxing Honglin City, can a city government really control you?”

"this……"

Before Cao Xinmin could answer, Shen Dapeng stepped forward, "Uncle Cao, I personally think that you are a leader who does practical things for the country and the people, and my aunt is also a kind-hearted and down-to-earth businessman. The two of you will work together, absolutely They complement each other."

As Shen Dapeng was talking, he seemed to be worried about focusing on himself, so he pointed to Liu Fengxia, "Just now my aunt had a big talk in the car, saying that the ecological park project should be completed with quality and quantity, and that the project at the foot of Linling should be completed. If the scenic spot becomes a tourist attraction, the number of tourists will surely double.”

"In addition, the ecological park will produce green and non-polluting agricultural and sideline products to provide food for the company's chain restaurants. The pressure on vehicle transportation will definitely not be easy. In the long run, the ecological park will have the second and third phases of the project. At that time , The lack of road transportation capacity in Honglin City will also be exposed."

"Dapeng, I have thought about all the problems you mentioned, but adults are not as ambitious as your children. We will not live in unrealistic ideals, but pay more attention to solving the present with our best efforts."

Cao Xinmin's expression became less and less interested, and he took a sip of warm water boredly, "If the issue of the airport is raised when the ecological park has begun to take shape, maybe I will consider it more seriously and give practical suggestions. Now... the airport It shouldn't be in the plan, of course, if you have so much money that you have nowhere to spend it, you can do whatever you want!"

His tone was lukewarm, tepid, and he couldn't see emotions, but one thing is for sure, Cao Xinmin is very disapproving of the construction of the airport for the time being, but he didn't kill the topic, and left room for it. That is, when the ecological park has a certain scale, it may be considered again.

"I personally agree with Secretary Cao's point of view." Zhou Chengmin didn't talk nonsense, but just stated his position. Compared with gambling success, he prefers to win steadily, even if he spends more money, more effort, and pleases some relevant leaders. , he should try his best to grasp the planned progress of the project.

How much money the company has now, Liu Fengxia and Wang Yuying have never said, and he has never asked, but he is very clear that Chengyu Real Estate has less than 100 million yuan in liquidity. If Liu Fengxia does not invest funds, I am afraid that the ecological park project will start. There are difficulties, and there is no extra money to build unrealistic airports.

Liu Fengxia, Wang Yuying, Li Zeyu,

The three of them had already stated that they were on Shen Dapeng's side, but Zhou Chengmin still straightforwardly explained his thoughts, which showed his firm attitude.

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles and prevent Cao Xinmin from seeing the trickiness of the company's shares, Shen Dapeng didn't dare to say more, until a big pot of steaming pimple soup was served on the table, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Wow, we can't wait to eat!" Are you going to use a basin? Sniff, it smells pretty good."

"Hehe, eat more if you like it. You guys came with Secretary Cao, and you will be full with the pimple soup." Lao Yang enthusiastically put the big pot of pimple soup in a flat place, and served a plate of home-cooked stir-fries, which were not small. The dishes on the plate are also piled up like a hill, and this dish is really worth the price.

"Xiaoliu, Xiliu... Mmmm, the taste is not bad." Li Zeyu ignored the high temperature and scalded his mouth, Ziliu Liu was the first to taste it. Although the pimple soup was still turning in his mouth due to the high temperature, he had already tasted it.

"It's really good! Lunch is at the local restaurant, and evening is at the small restaurant. Honglin City's economy is the lowest in the province, but in terms of food, it seems to be even more delicious than the provincial capital."

Shen Dapeng took a sip of the hot pimple soup, and tasted other home-cooked dishes. He couldn't help but sigh that the pimple soup was delicious and authentic, even more in line with the taste of home-cooked dishes than the "old three" in the local restaurant at noon.

"At the end of the day, it's still... Siu Liu... the ingredients are better."

Li Zeyu's mouth was full, his cheeks were puffed out, and he babbled inarticulately, "The common people pay attention to food, clothing, housing, transportation, transportation, Honglin City's traffic is inconvenient, where do people come and go; clothing, the economy and taxation of the province for many years The countdown makes ordinary people care more about survival than enjoyment; Honglin City is a prefecture-level city no matter how bad it is, but the house price is only 30% higher than Qingshu County. I can't believe it.

The rest... is only 'food'. Honglin City has relied on agricultural and sideline products to maintain tax revenue for many years, and the people naturally rely on agricultural and sideline products to survive. Without large-scale projects, there will be no water pollution. Pollution, green and pollution-free ingredients can be seen everywhere, and eating is naturally more particular. "

"This young man is very good at talking, but it's a pity that our family's pimple soup and stir-fried vegetables are really not delicious. What is the taste of the daughter-in-law?"

Lao Yang smiled and praised his wife. The middle-aged woman also came out of the kitchen. The two nodded happily at each other. Lao Yang found a chair for his wife. The laughter that came out was a bit lacking in confidence, and the tone was weird.

"Old Uncle Yang, Auntie is..." Out of politeness and etiquette, Shen Dapeng didn't say the word 'dumb', but pointed to his mouth instead.

"I'm dumb. Our family is also suffering. I don't know what strange disease. A few years ago, I suddenly couldn't speak. Our generation faces the loess and their backs to the sky. We have planted crops for most of our lives and can't save much money. To make ends meet, in order to take care of her, I don’t have time to plant the land, so I can only lease it to the neighbors in the village.”

Lao Yang looked at his daughter-in-law tenderly, except for a little helplessness in his eyes, there was no slightest dislike in his eyes, "We ran to the city to open a small restaurant to make ends meet, and at the same time insisted on seeking medical treatment in the hospital. Unfortunately, we never recovered."

Lao Yang said with a naive smile, but Shen Dapeng and his group gradually put down the tableware in their hands, and turned their attention to Lao Yang's daughter-in-law who couldn't speak but was always smiling, with pity in her eyes, only Cao Xinmin Like a normal person, he calmly continued to drink the pimple soup.