"I heard that the investment in the pedestrian street is not very smooth?" Zhang Hua is more concerned about the cultural corridor project than Yu Qingyang.

Every day, let the secretary pay attention to the dynamics of the cultural corridor project.

"This is normal! Many people are waiting, the ten-mile corridor, how can it be filled at once?

The façade of this part of the city has been rented out, and there are not many façades left in the suburban junction that have been rented out!" Yu Qingyang was not in a hurry at all.

The pedestrian street outside the city is not popular because the residential areas on both sides have not been built.

However, with the popularity of the pedestrian street, as the painting boat shuttles through the old canal, and as the fame of the old canal increases, the popularity will naturally gather.

Jeju people like to soak in street stalls, and now the night market on Guhuai Road in Jeju has been banned, and the roadside stalls are also the target of the city's crackdown.

Only the pedestrian street of the Cultural Corridor is a legal night market, and the pedestrian street square can legally set up stalls.

Those merchants who can't stand the harassment of the chengguan will naturally slowly gather over.

As for the desolation outside the city, in the eyes of many people, the outside of the city is cleaner, but it is better to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the river.

In short, Yu Qingyang's confidence in the cultural corridor is more than Zhang Hua's.

"I hope so!" Zhang Hua nodded and said.

At this time, Zhang Hua's secretary came over to ask for instructions, the leader's car had passed through Tai'an, and it was time to pick up the leader!

Zhang Hua is going to go as a high-ranking city official, and he Yu Qingyang, as one of the protagonists today, has to follow.

Staff from the Ministry of Administration brought two representatives of Mozambique to the Cultural Gallery.

The cultural corridor is all artificially created landscape, and even the canal is artificially dug.

In contrast to yesterday's amazement, adoration and envy, the two Mozambican representatives were not interested in the cultural corridor.

In terms of beautiful scenery, they are much more beautiful in Mozambique than here.

They don't understand what is so nice about a river and planting some trees.

The boats on the river are beautiful.

"This cultural corridor can solve the work problems of tens of thousands of people and create hundreds of millions of taxes every year!" The words of the staff of the Administration Department finally aroused the interest of the two people.

They care more about the economy than about the scenery, and it's amazing that a river, a road, and a row of houses can create tens of thousands of jobs.

There are only 30 million people in Mozambique, which is already a big country in Africa.

Of course, that's not the point, the point is, if 100 of these streets are built in Mozambique, wouldn't it be possible to solve the problem of working for 10 or 100,000 people in the country?

If one job can support a family, wouldn't that be enough to feed five or six million people?

Mozambique's foreign minister, Stefano Morrone, became more and more excited the more he thought about it.

I have to say that this Stefano Moro is really a good official who is dedicated to the country.

Unfortunately, he overlooked the fact that Mozambique's population density is too low to be able to achieve a pedestrian street as bustling as China.

Unless the president has the courage to bring the entire population together, maybe he can try.

Stefano Morrone secretly decided in his heart that he must have a good talk with Mr. Yu, and if such a powerful company and a good impression of Mozambique are not introduced into the country, then he will be a sinner in Mozambique.

Yu Qingyang didn't know what the two Mozambican representatives were thinking.

The spring cold is steep, Yu Qingyang, who has already taken off his sweater, is wearing only a shirt and a suit, and he is standing in the spring breeze at this time, shivering.

The leader's convoy has already gotten off the highway and is heading towards Jeju.

I don't know who invented it, so I went to the border of Jeju to pick up the leader.

Does this have to be the way to show respect for the leader?

Of course, he only dared to slander these words in his heart, and did not dare to say them.

In this society, people who are too smart, who see problems too thoroughly, and who are too upright often have a bad life.

Fortunately, the leader did not let them wait longer, and soon a police car opened the road, followed by a convoy, speeding from a distance.

When they arrived at Yu Qingyang's place, the convoy slowly stopped, the door of a minibus opened, and a young man who looked like a secretary came down, and then an old man in his sixties came down.

The old man's hair was gray, but he was neither fat nor thin, and he looked very energetic.

This old man, Yu Qingyang knows, and he often sees it on TV.

The old man warmly shook hands with the leaders of Jeju City one by one, and criticized the formalism of the leaders of Jeju City.

"Are you Yu Qingyang of Huayu? Haha! I bother Comrade Xiaoyu to come and pick me up as an old man! I really don't dare to be it!" The old man also knew Yu Qingyang, and said cordially while holding his hand.

"You always laugh, if you can often come to Huayu to guide the work, I will stand at the door of the provincial government every day to pick you up!" Yu Qingyang said with a smile.

"Oh, hehe! Comrade Xiaoyu is inviting me to visit and study in Huayu!"

"The leader is joking! It's to visit and guide the work.

We are still primary school students, and we still have a lot to learn, and we hope to be taught by the leaders often!" Yu Qingyang replied with a smile.

"Haha! You Comrade Xiaoyu are very good at talking!

But you're very good at that!

On the road of reform and opening up, we are all primary school students, and we all need to keep learning!" the old man smiled and nodded.

Leadership is leadership, and one sentence raises the problem to a higher level.

"With your words, you Huayu can achieve today's results, it is not worth!

I will definitely go to Huayu to have a look!" the old man solemnly promised.

After a few polite words, the old man got into the car and called Zhang Hua and Yu Qingyang to the car.

This made Yu Qingyang a little flattered, he just came to play soy sauce, and he didn't want to steal the limelight from the Jeju leadership.

"In the past two years, the momentum of Jeju's development has been good! This is inseparable from the credit of Xiao Zhang, and it is also inseparable from the credit of your Xiaoyu!" said the old man in the car.

It can be seen that leaders have a scale and a mirror in their hearts.

Although many things are not said or evaluated, it does not mean that people do not know.

"The leader is right, Jeju can have today, it is inseparable from the strong support of Huayu Group!

As for me, I don't dare to take credit, I just did something within my bounds!"

"Hehe! It's great to be able to do your part well!

If each of our leaders can do their part well, why can't our country become rich?" the old man sighed.

"I came not only to see the cultural corridor this time, but also to go to Huayu Home Furnishing Industrial Park!

Huayu Home Furnishing Industrial Park is a big taxpayer in Jeju and a big taxpayer in our province!"

Sure enough, what the leaders really attach importance to is industry, and only industry can prosper the country.

Real estate is just an industrial product, and the country can't do without him, but it is not willing to encourage him.