Zhang Xingming said: "In fact, the city can directly build an economic development zone, and then apply with the province, if it is over, it is one more new area to stimulate the city's economic growth, and the investment in the flat field three links will have a great return, so let's say, this development zone will definitely be on fire, do you believe it?"

Xiao Tanabe wrote in his notebook and said: "I will definitely believe what you Xiao Zhang said, but can the province approve it?"

Zhang Xingming bent down and picked up a stone, threw it far away, and said: "Apply for it, if you approve it, you will have funds, and if you don't approve it to build it yourself, it doesn't cost much money, and a few factories come together, and you have everything." The main reason for the www.biquge.info is that if it can be approved, there will be one more district in our city, think about it. ”

Xiao Tian tapped the notebook with a pen, thought for a moment, and asked, "A district completely supported by high technology?"

Zhang Xingming gestured with his hands and said: "Yes, the district that is completely supported by high and new technology is not just more leadership positions, but also a big car for our city, changing the original push and walk to pulling and running, by the way, Brother Tian, when the time comes, I suggest that you come over and become the secretary and head of the district, and ensure that you do not regret it." ”

Xiao Tian's eyes lit up, stared at Zhang Xingming for a long time, and asked, "Are you serious?"

Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "Seriously." ”

Oda took a deep breath and looked down to think about something, rubbing his feet aimlessly on the ground.

Zhang Xingming stretched his arms and stretched his waist, and said: "Let's go, go back, here it is, the width between the two mountains, I want ten kilometers, and the three links of the spring level next year will be in place, and I will get the rest myself, so as to ensure that there will be more than two factories before the end of next year." ”

Xiao Tian's jaw almost fell to the ground, and he asked, "Ten, ten kilometers?"

Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "Yes, ten kilometers, only more, not less." ”

Oda asked, "What do you want so much land for?"

Zhang Xing glanced at him and said, "Build a factory, what are you doing, planting budding rice." ”

Xiao Tian opened his mouth and said, "How many factories have you built? Do you know how much land there is in 10 kilometers?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Don't worry, Tian Dami, am I a person who has no score? I promise to satisfy you and your boss, don't worry." ”

Xiao Tian said cautiously: "What, then tell me, what are you going to do, I can also report." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "Within three years, I built a car factory in Fengtian, do you know how many accessories there are on a car?"

Xiao Tian looked back at Santana who stopped there, then turned back to look at Zhang Xingming, suddenly his eyes lit up, his face turned red, and he asked in a low voice: "Parts factory?" Zhang Xingming glanced at him, didn't speak, and nodded slightly.

Oda nodded heavily, but did not speak, beckoning the driver who was standing aside to smoke to get into the car.

The car walked along the way to the city, and after walking for a long time, Xiao Tian looked out the window and suddenly said: "This road has to be repaired." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "Repair the widening, at least four lanes, the road surface is better, and there are more large vehicles. ”

Oda nodded heavily.

……

Walking back always feels faster than when you go, no matter where you go.

Not to mention that Xiao Tian went back to report to the boss with great interest, Zhang Xingming got off the train in front of the station, and slowly walked along Jiefang Road with his leather bag on his back.

Like the previous generation, the joint venture department store has begun to be renovated, the cement parapet wall around the building has been changed to a glass curtain wall, the name has also been changed to a commercial building, and the decoration is being suspended.

The old building across the road is still standing there, it seems that the Global Building is gone, but the underground civil air defense mall has not changed, and construction has begun, and a pit is being dug in the enclosure.

Universal is gone, and the overpass connected to Universal on the joint venture side is naturally gone.

Zhang Xingming stood on the cement steps of the underground passage at the main entrance of the joint venture building and looked around, looking for some familiar places and scenes.

Far away, I saw the other end of the square, my family's new building stood like a flock of chickens, and further away, several office buildings and hotels in the Nandi Pedestrian Street also stood eye-catching, at this time, there were too few high-rise buildings in Benxi.

After watching quietly for a while, Zhang Xingming put down the hand on his forehead, sat down on the cement platform, wanted to smoke a cigarette, touched the bag and held back, and sat on the cement platform in a daze.

From time to time, there are people walking past Zhang Xingming, some hurrying, some shaking three times, some laughing while walking, all wearing all kinds of bright fashions, and the styles are also diverse, and the black, gray and blue on the street are gone forever.

The faces of pedestrians are ruddy, no longer as watery as in previous years, and fashionable women have lipstick on their mouths and eyebrows, but the lipsticks of this era are all the color of red and purple, which is so deep that Zhang Xingming can't look at it directly.

The main entrance of the joint venture is like a peninsula, with roads on both sides, forming a triangle, the entrance and exit of the underground passage is the top of the triangle, the ground is paved with cement bricks, the whole peninsula is surrounded by high iron railings, and the army of bicycles coming and going on the road outside the railing rings from time to time.

There are also more cars on the road than in previous years, Santana, Lada, Shanghai, Jiefang, Gas, buses that look like white toast bread, and electric buses with long and tall pigtails and narrow bodies.

There are also vans, rickety minibuses, and long-distance buses with clanging glass windows. At this time, long-distance buses were not even as comfortable as buses in second-tier cities in later generations.

Around the square, there are many vendors pushing all kinds of self-made vending carts, cigarettes, sodas, snacks, candy toys, and selling a few sounds from time to time.

From time to time, crowds of people poured out from the open-air exit of the train station and dispersed in all directions through the square.

Most of the surging crowd was talking and laughing, and acquaintances were shouting hello to each other from time to time. Even if he walked alone, his face was healthy, maybe thinking about his daughter-in-law waiting for him at home, maybe thinking about his children, with hope in his eyes, and walking forward with strong steps.

The women already knew how to dress themselves, most of them were permed with big waves, their hair was draped over their shoulders, and when they spoke they twisted their heads slightly, their hair fell down their cheeks, adding a touch of gentle temptation.

Speaking of happy places, several women raised their hands to cover their mouths and laughed with flowers and branches, and the men who passed by couldn't control their eyes, always aimed a few times, and then quickly turned their heads.

The exit of the train station and the commuter entrance are together, and at this time there are also people waiting to enter the station to go home, and small vendors with boxes on their backs are squeezing around in the crowd, whispering and selling.

Zhang Xingming stood up, patted his buttocks, jumped over the railing, ran directly across the road, and came to the square in front of the station.

The occasional inconformity made him feel the urge to scream.

Opposite the joint venture building here are several state-run hotels and hostels, two five- or six-story old buildings, painted with white pulp on the outside, washed by the rain, mottled and mottled.

The houses are all old-fashioned wooden doors, and the bulky door leaves are glass in the middle, and the glass is pasted with red letters: State-run Chinese Restaurant, State-run Hotel.

Zhang Xingming walked along the square to the south, looking at the scenery on both sides as he walked.