Chapter 142: A Different Black City

Wu Xinliang was hospitalized, and Zhao Yuemin was ordered to make a strategic reassessment of the current situation of the working group.

Delay the "delivery of the questionnaire" to the central government and the ******, abandon the three currently planned exploration areas, and raise funds to explore contiguous large oil and gas fields. After Zhao Yuemin, the interim team leader, took every step very big, and some even completely rejected the original plan.

However, no one questioned it. Because, as you know, what the young acting team leader said was right.

Compared with the members of the formal working group, there are many decisions that cannot be said or made directly, but Zhao Yuemin, the acting team leader who will step down in a month, can boldly let it go. Many people are pondering, estimating that Secretary Wu lying in the hospital took this decision into account when he made this selection decision.

Zhao Yuemin's overall plan was supported by Wu Xinliang, who was hospitalized. A month later, Wu Xinliang was successfully discharged from the hospital and submitted a summary of the battle in the second half of the oil field to ******, and included Zhao Yuemin's proposals in the main points of the report.

At the same time, in the name of the Tarim Oilfield Exploration Project, Red Star Industrial successfully obtained a low-interest loan of 50 million yuan from the Bank of China with PetroChina as a guarantee.

Part of the loan obtained is used to pay the wages of the employees of the oilfield technical school, and the other part is lent to Huaxing Industry to pay the balance of foreign trade imported electrical appliances and the latest commercial street cooperation project with the Kuler Municipal Government.

Suddenly, the task assigned by Secretary Wu was solved, and the pressure on the company's capital chain was eased, and Zhao Yuemin felt relieved.

He turned down several thank-you banquets from the working group and instead asked Azgul to take him around the streets of Wushi.

In autumn, the streets are full of watermelons and melons, and the smell of roast mutton wafts in the sky.

Azgul put on a long silk skirt with bright colors, and walked quickly, the bright colors and lines were beating, very bright.

On a stress-free day, warm sunshine, accompanied by a beautiful woman with bright eyes and bright teeth beside him, Zhao Yuemin felt a little comfortable.

The two walked along Friendship Road, lined with towering poplar trees and lined with a variety of restaurants. At that time, the tallest building in Wushi was the eighth-floor hotel.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, and the park opposite is still under construction, and it is still a large wasteland, but a small bar is open.

Azgul pulled Zhao Yuemin to sit down on the wooden chair outside the bar and ordered two glasses of "Hongliuhe seedless white wine." ”

"Mr. Zhao, this is the wine we must order when we gather young people in Wushi." Azgul shook the wine in the cup and said with a smile, "The taste is mellow and not expensive, only one piece and one eighth bottle." ”

Zhao Yuemin leaned on the wooden chair, looked at the green space in the distance of the park, tasted the mellow wine in the glass, stretched his waist slightly, and said: "I have been busy with the exploration of Tarim before, and I have no time to rest. Now I can sit in the park with a glass of wine and enjoy the fairy. ”

Azgulitto showed a soft smile and said, "You are a dignified deputy general manager of a western exploration company, so you are pursuing......

"By the way, Miss Tour Guide, what's today's schedule?" Zhao Yuemin said with a smile.

"It's time to rest, why don't you meet my college classmates, who are all teaching at Xijiang Petroleum Institute." Azgul replied.

At the Xijiang Petroleum Institute, several college classmates from Azgul warmly received Zhao Yuemin. Xijiang people come from all over the world, and their personalities are influenced by local ethnic minorities, so they give people the impression of being atmospheric and enthusiastic, without xenophobic thoughts, and generally Xijiang people are easy to socialize.

Zhao Yuemin is the person in charge of the West Exploration Company, and he is also respected by friends like Azgul who teach at the school. Several college teachers are writing papers, and there are many front-line situations that they are not familiar with, so they all asked Zhao Yuemin for advice.

"Secretary Zhao......," Da Liu, a young teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses, raised his teacup in greeting.

"Don't call it that, it's weird, I'm not a secretary......" Zhao Yuemin said with a smile.

"But I heard Azgul say that you are better than a real secretary, and you can command the leaders of PetroChina......" Several young teachers were full of admiration.

"That's what I need for work." Zhao Yuemin smiled, "It's weird to call me Secretary Zhao......"

"What's that calling you?" Da Liu showed ill intentions and said, "Could it be Azgul's boyfriend?" ”

"Eat melon seeds, you." Azguli's face turned a little crimson, and she quickly grabbed a handful of melon seeds and stuffed them into Da Liu's hand, "The melon seeds can't stop your mouth." ”

Zhao Yuemin cleared his throat and diverted the topic: "Da Liu, since you are also from Jiangbei, we are fellow villagers." Tell us about your feelings. ”

"Okay, then I'll talk about my feelings." Da Liu said while eating melon seeds, "Ordinary people will think that Western Xinjiang is a very closed place, but when you arrive in Wushi, everyone will have different feelings." Yuemin, let me tell you, what is popular in Beijing and Shanghai now, what is popular in Wushi. Moreover, the young people of Wushi are dressed more foreign than us Jiangbei people. Moreover, everyone in Wushi speaks fluent Mandarin, and even though I am a graduate of the Chinese department and my Jiangbei accent is not very strong, it will still be the laughing stock of students in class. In the eyes of people in Western Xinjiang, not knowing Mandarin is rustic. ”

"It's new." Zhao Yuemin nodded, "We Jiangbei Oilfield workers all think that Western Xinjiang is a large wasteland, but in fact, they can't imagine that Wushi is so prosperous. ”

"That's true." Da Liu put the melon seed shell on the side of the table, clapped his hands and said, "I went to the Xijiang Petroleum Institute, and I made a lot of jokes." Although it was cold in the winter in western Xinjiang, no one wore a cotton jacket, and when I wore a thick cotton jacket to class, the students really thought I was a hillbilly. In this era we are living in, materials are still relatively scarce, when we are in the mainland, meat is our luxury, even if we go to university, we only occasionally make a pot meat. I remember that just one semester, the school issued 20 canned luncheon meat, which can be eaten when opened, which is very delicious, which I have never eaten, because the school does not have a canteen, and canned luncheon meat has become my main meal. Once I visited my home, when I arrived at the student's home, the enthusiasm of the people was a table of dishes for a while, and there were fish, horse intestines, sea cucumbers, squid, etc. on the table. ”

"If that's the case, then I'm corny." Zhao Yuemin shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't expect that the products of Western Xinjiang are so rich. ”

"Yes, Yuemin." Da Liu introduced, "We are in the mainland, and when we arrived in Wushi, we learned that the measurement of Xijiang has never been said to be two catties, how many kilograms are bought, and the watermelons are carried back in whole sacks, anyway, all the watermelons under my bed in one summer are the most I have eaten in my life." During the Spring Festival, I saw some teachers and parents shopping, buying wine, whether liquor or beer, all in the whole case, and buying meat in whole sheep. ”

Zhao Yuemin stuck out his tongue: "Da Liu, why are you here to build Western Xinjiang, you are digging the corner of socialism and digging the wool of the people of Western Xinjiang." ”