Rebirth of the Rising Sun

After the mayor's office meeting, Feng Sizhe went to the municipal party committee office building. Although he was the mayor and had great power on many economic development issues, the municipal party committee secretary was in charge of everything, and he had to report such a big move on the municipal government.

Feng Sizhe arrived at the municipal party committee office building, and immediately attracted many people working there to stop and watch. Some people who met him in the corridor even stood respectfully from a distance. This mayor was no ordinary person. He had only been here for a few days, but he had already gained a place in Zhuangcheng City. Even the veteran municipal party committee secretary Wang Guoguang couldn't do anything about him. How could this not shock others?

With a faint smile on his face all the way, Feng Sizhe took the elevator to the ninth floor, the office of the municipal party secretary, where Wang Guoguang's secretary had already gone to report. As a small secretary, he regarded this mayor who did not take his boss seriously as a scourge.

Wang Guoping was originally in his office talking to a deputy secretary general named Hu Ming from the Municipal Party Committee Office. Although he had some failures in the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee, this did not affect him as a Municipal Party Committee Secretary to issue orders to the Municipal Party Committee Office. However, when he heard his secretary say that Feng Sizhe was here, he was also stunned. He had just held a Standing Committee meeting yesterday and had just been slapped in the face, and he came to visit? Isn't this enough? What else does he want?

No matter what he thought, as the mayor was coming, he, as the municipal party secretary, had to meet him. "Well, Secretary-General Hu, you go ahead and do your work."

Deputy Secretary-General Hu also knew that since the mayor was here, he would have to stand aside, so he quickly stood up and kept saying to Wang Guoguang, "Well, Secretary Wang, I will definitely implement your instructions resolutely."

"Yeah." Wang Guoguang was in no mood to listen to these flatteries. All he had to do was think about how to deal with Feng Sizhe and what exactly he wanted from him.

Feng Sizhe finally walked into the office and saw that Wang Guoguang had already stood up. He took two quick steps forward and extended his hand, "Hello, Secretary Wang." Although the two of them were not on the same page in their hearts, they still had to do the surface work. People at their level would not show some opinions about each other on the surface, otherwise it would mean that they were not broad-minded enough and would give others a feeling of immaturity.

"Mayor Feng is here, please take a seat." On the surface, Wang Guoguang was smiling, but the smile seemed forced.

Feng Sizhe didn't care whether Wang Guoguang's smile was genuine or fake, because of some specific relationships, it was impossible for him to be with Wang Guoguang. Since there was no such possibility, there was no need to force anything. As long as he did his own thing well and Wang Guoguang didn't come to make trouble, it would be fine. At that time, the credit would naturally belong to Wang Guoguang. On the contrary, if the other party was blind and insisted on targeting him, that was easy. At most, we would just have a fight. Feng Sizhe always adhered to the principle of "if you respect me one foot, I will return you ten feet". This principle applies to those who treat him well and to those who try to trouble him.

After sitting down opposite Wang Guoguang, the secretary brought him tea. After saying thank you, Feng Sizhe didn't even drink the tea. He went straight to the point, took out some documents from his briefcase, and then verbally explained the decision just made at the mayor's office meeting.

While looking at these documents and listening to Feng Sizhe's narration, Wang Guoguang was greatly shocked. He really did not expect that the young mayor in front of him would have such great courage to make changes to the city's appearance and all the roads in the city. This is a huge project and the money required is tens of thousands.

Of course, judging from these data, Feng Sizhe was right to do so. As the capital of Zhongzhou Province, Zhuangcheng City has always had convenient transportation. With such a good geographical location, the economy should have grown rapidly long ago. But in fact, it is the opposite. Because the resources here are limited, the local area has nothing to be proud of except for tourism, so the development speed is very slow. This is also a headache for him as the secretary of the municipal party committee. Although he is the secretary of the municipal party committee and economic issues are not his main responsibility, everyone knows that the secretary of the municipal party committee is in charge of the overall situation, and the failure of a city's economic index is closely related to him as the secretary of the municipal party committee.

Judging from these aspects alone, Feng Sizhe has put a lot of thought into it. At least the idea of ​​building different parts of the city and making it the first city in the Central Plains is very correct. As long as this is really achieved, it will attract more people's attention, and it will be normal for there to be new breakthroughs in the economy.

"Secretary Wang, this is what I think. Once the first city in the Central Plains is built, we can use it as a basis to rebuild the reputation of our Zhuangcheng as a commercial capital. We are located in the Central Plains of the Central Plains. We can completely introduce the good characteristics of the north and the good things of the south to Zhuangcheng, and we will be responsible for coordination as middlemen. At that time, with the characteristics of our convenient transportation, there is still a lot to do." Feng Sizhe imagined a better future. Originally, since the 90s, Zhuangcheng City proposed to build a socialist modern commercial city. The city's commercial industry has developed rapidly and has a certain influence and popularity in the country. But for many years since then, the commercial industry has been hovering at a low level. Now, Feng Sizhe has re-proposed to build a commercial city, which includes not only traditional service industries, but also modern service industries such as logistics, exhibitions, tourism, finance, agricultural products, and intermediaries, and build a higher-level modern commercial city. It can be said that if this is really realized, it will have a great role in promoting the economic development of Zhuangcheng City.

Wang Guoguang had no reason to refuse Feng Sizhe's plan. If Feng Sizhe was willing to do it, he should do it. If he could transfer his work and not be constrained by personnel issues, it would be a good thing. "Okay, Mayor Feng's plan is very good, and the municipal party committee supports it."

The reason why Wang Guoguang only said that he supported it, but not fully supported it, was that he didn't want to get involved in this matter. It's a good thing that you, Feng Sizhe, want to develop the economy, but as the secretary of the municipal party committee, I am in charge of the entire city. It is impossible for me to focus all my attention on the economy. So you do your thing, and I won't make trouble. But if you want me to run connections for your work, or even ask for money or the government from my superiors, that is impossible.

Feng Sizhe never thought about asking Wang Guoguang to help him much. As long as he promised not to find fault with him, it would be enough. As long as there was no fire in the backyard, Feng Sizhe could do his job well.

He stayed with Wang Guoguang for only ten minutes, explained his ideas and got verbal support, then left. Feng Sizhe was just doing things according to the principle, and when the work was done, he would naturally leave. Would he wait for Wang Guoguang to have tea and chat with him? It seemed that even if they really talked, the two would not have anything in common.

The city government's general policy for economic development has been set, so the next step is to implement it. For this matter, Feng Sizhe went to the provincial government in person and reported his ideas to Wan Erlun, member of the Standing Committee of the Zhongzhou Provincial Party Committee and deputy mayor, who is in charge of the provincial transportation and economic development planning.

Wan Erlun was a middle-aged man in his early fifties, with a pair of bright eyes, who looked like he was full of energy. He warmly received Feng Sizhe, and after he listened carefully to Feng Sizhe's report, he shook his head and said only two words, "No money."

That's right, there is no money. Although Wan Erlun agrees with Feng Sizhe's plan, and he is also in charge of the Provincial Transportation Department, Feng Sizhe wants money, but he doesn't have a penny. It's not for anything else, just because although he is the vice governor, he is also a vice governor on the Standing Committee, but in fact he can't get involved in the Provincial Finance Bureau at all. The Provincial Transportation Department has some extra money, but it is for repairing national highways and expressways. It is impossible to take out a penny just because Zhuangcheng wants to widen the road. After all, the money of the Transportation Department is tight even for repairing ordinary roads throughout the province, so where is the extra money for you to widen the road? In the words of ordinary people, this is not acting (zuo).

Feng Sizhe had no intention of getting any money from Wan Erlun, he just came to show his attitude. Now seeing that the other party really said that he had no money, he just smiled and said, "Governor Wan, you and I both know whether the Provincial Transportation Department has money. How about this, I won't make it difficult for you. If I can get money from the central government, I wonder if the Provincial Transportation Department can not deduct it and let it all go into our Zhuangcheng City's account."

"Okay, if this money is really capped, I won't deduct a penny from it." Wan Erlun patted his chest and promised. You know, what Feng Sizhe asked for this time was not a small amount of money. He asked for 2 billion yuan. 2 billion yuan in 2003 was definitely a fortune. For this reason, he didn't think Feng Sizhe could get all the money from above. Maybe he would give you 100 million or 200 million yuan.

"Okay, then we'll settle it." Feng Sizhe actually wanted to hear Wan Erlun say this, and now that he heard him say this, of course he was satisfied. After leaving Vice Governor Wan's office, Feng Sizhe went straight to the office of Executive Vice Governor Gao Fengli. He was in charge of the finances of the province, so he naturally had to pay homage to this great Buddha. Even if he couldn't get the money, he at least had to make things clear in advance.