In the afternoon, the provincial capital.

"Xiao Song, you let it go, our great northwest is backward and has become an economic burden for China, for the economy of our great northwest, you must make an example of grain and oil, let the people in the northwest see that we are not backward compared to the southeast coastal cities!"

Ye Changtian's temperament is elegant, like a teacher, but the whole Qinchuan knows that he is the vanguard of reform and opening up, and the first shot of Qinchuan's reform and opening up was fired from him last year, and he was still a deputy county magistrate at that time.

Since then, he has stepped from a small county magistrate to the position of executive deputy of the provincial government, second only to the number one, and people outside describe him as eight words, resolute will, and iron-fisted means.

"Senior official Ye can rest assured that Jiangshan grain and oil will not live up to the expectations of the people in the northwest!"

Song Jiang shook hands with Ye Changtian excitedly.

Then let a secretary send Song Jiang out.

Watching Song Jiang leave, Ye Changtian took off his eyes and rubbed his sour eyes.

Standing next to him was the secretary general of the provincial government, Fu Xin.

Fu Xin said softly: "Ye Province, his words, some views, some of them have crossed the line, and even go against some policies of the central government, after all, this is the northwest, seek stability, according to his development, I am afraid of a flash in the pan!"

"Young man, there must be such enthusiasm, it is a good thing that he has this momentum!"

Ye Changtian smiled slightly, and said: "But his logic is very poor, what he said impressed me, let me have great hopes for Jiangshan grain and oil, and even can cultivate a private Western grain out, but I always have a feeling that he is endorsing!"

"Endorsement?"

Fu Xin frowned: "There is someone behind him!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Ye Changtian shrugged his shoulders and said: "As long as the grain and oil of the country does not deviate, such an example, our provincial government should help set it up, last month the secretary went to the Central Committee for a meeting, and was named again, the above is already very dissatisfied with our economic development, especially in the past few years, the coastal report has come out, with comparison, we Qinchuan seems to have returned to the beginning of reform and development, Qinchuan can not go on like this!"

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Doorway.

Song Jiang walked out of it with an unquenchable excitement.

"Chairman, how's it going?"

Mo Shaokang greeted him.

Today, Ye Province summoned it, it is a big deal for the entire Jiangshan grain and oil, they have been preparing for a long, long time, Mo Shaokang thought that they could go in together, but in the end, Ye Province just stabbed Song Jiang.

They talked in detail for an hour, a full hour, what they talked about, he didn't know, but he knew how much ink Song Jiang had, so he was a little worried.

"Shaokang, Ye Sheng's words made me understand the responsibility of Jiangshan grain and oil!"

Song Jiang's voice was a little excited.

In the past, they always said that they wanted to go out to see the world, what is to see the world, but now, Ye Xingxing is the biggest official he has ever seen, but it is a little different from what he imagined, and he doesn't talk much, but just like that, he feels a kind of mind and knowledge that he can't learn.

"Chairman, I'm asking Ye Province about his impression of Jiangshan Grain and Oil!"

Mo Shaokang asked anxiously.

"Ye Province said that Jiangshan grain and oil can drive the economy of the northwest, and he will fully support the development model of Jiangshan grain and oil, and hopes that Jiangshan grain and oil can set an example!" Song Jiang calmed down at this time: "I said some of the things you asked me to carry before, but I didn't say everything, but it seems that he has been deeply touched by high-ranking officials, and he is even willing to say that the bank will approve our low-interest loan of 80 million yuan for Jiangshan grain and oil within this year!"

"Eighty million low-interest loans?"

Mo Shaokang's eyes widened, a big harvest.

"But I didn't!"

Song Jiang almost choked Mo Shaokang to death with a sentence: "I think Jiangshan grain and oil, the current financial condition is good, there is no need for a loan for the time being, after all, we still have a loan of 30 million!"

His pace was not as big as Mo Shaokang and Song Shan and others imagined, and he was very cautious.

Mo Shaokang had no position to persuade Song Jiang, so he could only say: "Chairman, I think you should communicate with Mr. Xiao Song about this matter, 80 million low-interest loans, this is an opportunity for Jiangshan Grain and Oil!"

"Speaking of this kid, no matter how many calls I made, he just didn't listen!" Song Jiang came back to his senses at this time, he nodded and said, "Such a big thing, I have to arrest him personally!"

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Song Shan has been very comfortable these days.

The kang in the house sleeps comfortably.

Life at home gives him a sense of enjoyment, whether it is his mother's nagging or his father's irregular frenzy, it makes him feel a sense of enjoyment.

And, of course, the air is good.

The loess of the Northwest Plateau, flying sand and stones, in fact, the air is very poor, Fengsheng here is like a peach source in the northwest, green mountains and green waters, the air is naturally much better, and the elders here will live a lot longer than the people outside.

Of course, he didn't forget to get back to business.

In the battle of Jiangshan Grain and Oil, he Song Shan wants to start his own development, although he is still considering his starting capital, after all, he does not have much money in his hand, unless he asks for money from Jiangshan Grain and Oil.

But once the grain and oil of the country is standardized, it is not their own money bag.

Now he is even considering whether to sell 10% of the shares of Jiangshan Grain and Oil, with the current valuation of Jiangshan Grain and Oil, if he sells, 5 million will not be less.

Money is not the most important issue.

There is grain and oil in the country, and there is always money.

The most important thing now is the road.

Fengsheng Village lacks a way to walk.

The road of Panshi Mountain must be opened, otherwise Fengsheng will still be backward Fengsheng in another twenty years, or Fengsheng who is poor and no one wants to come back, and if you want to change, you will start by building roads.

Building roads is not easy.

First of all, you need to conduct a field survey.

But Song Shan didn't want to alarm the village and the town too early, he had to make all the preparations.

So he personally took a trip to Xijing.

Go one day and come back the next day.

No one was alarmed.

But he brought back a team from Xijing University to survey the road, and the geography school of Xijing University is also relatively famous, and the professors in it are all talents in this field.

"Professor Wei, the next road is only walking, and you will suffer!"

When the car arrived at Mingshan Village, I had to go down the road.

"Out of the way!"

Professor Wei's name is Wei Dawei, a very awkward name, a professor in his early fifties, he smiled and said: "It's not the first time we have done the work of exploring the road, and we will only repair it if the road is not smooth, we still understand this truth!"

Professor Wei had a good impression of Song Shan, a young man who made a generous move, earned 30,000 yuan as soon as he made a move, and sponsored their research project.

A group of seven people, in addition to Song Shan, Professor Wei, and his five students, they carried survey tools on their backs and walked on the mountain road of Panshi Mountain.

After walking a few steps, Professor Wei looked at the surrounding mountains and asked, "Xiao Song, are you going to survey this road?"

"No, what are you trying to do here?"

Several of Professor Wei's students looked puzzled.

Is it fun to build a road into the mountains from the outside?

"Because my home is in the mountains!"

Song Shan smiled foolishly.

The group soon entered the village.

"Baby, who are these?" Mother Song was a little surprised.

"Mom, they are all guests I invited to stay in our village for a few days!"

Song Shan said with a smile: "They are all college students and university teachers, you go and clean the two empty rooms, by the way, our house may not be enough, there seems to be an empty house at Uncle Seven's house next door, you can help me talk about it, stay for a while!"

The Song family has two empty houses, and Song Jiye's family, the uncle of Song Shantang next door, also has a few empty houses, and there is no problem in accommodating these five or six people.

"I'll go!"

When Song's mother heard about the college students, she immediately became enthusiastic.

"Professor Wei, I'll wronged you in the past few days!"

Song Shan said.