Chapter 158: Meeting Discussions
"Chang Gung, I think you should run more and practice your speed a little. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Yan Kuan said to Li Changgeng.
"Practicing speed? Am I slow? Li Changgeng didn't understand.
"I'm not saying you're slow," Yan Kuan leaned back in his chair, "but you can go a little faster." I think you and Luo Zhi will always be half a beat slower when you want to align yourself, but fortunately, your adjustment ability is good, and you can follow up again immediately, which is a good thing. β
"Okay, yes, no problem, I know, I'll run every day from now on, okay?" Li Changgeng agreed.
"Then what am I practicing?" Sima Shenji took a large mouthful of tofu skin and stuffed it into his mouth.
"What are you......" Yan Kuan pinched his head, "I think the most important thing you should practice is mentality, and the pace of defense." β
"Yes, Sima, you are indeed in a hurry sometimes." Yan Kuan added.
"It's easy to be led by the nose by the opponent." Li Changgeng took a bite of peanuts.
"How do you practice this?" Sima Shenji didn't quite understand.
"I've heard that yoga is very effective......" Yan Kuan cocked his index finger.
"Yoga?!" Sima Shenji pretended to be frightened, "I can't afford to play with that elegant art!" β
"Yes, I know you're vulgar, you don't need to explain." Yan Kuanpi said with a smile.
"Hahaha......" The four people except Sima Shenji all laughed. Sima Shenji's face was entangled.
"Captain, the bun is ready!" Nong Guang shouted.
"Hey! Here it comes! Yan Kuan ran to the counter in three steps and two steps, and brought back the two large trays with Nongguang.
"Hmm...... It smells so good! Li Changgeng sniffed.
"Why are you sniffing?" Yan Kuan looked at Li Changgeng.
"I love the taste!" Li Changgeng picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.
The six people opened their six big mouths and kept picking up the buns and sending them to their mouths. Their mouths were full of fragrance and their faces were full of smiles. It's no wonder that having just experienced a vicious battle, it is not normal to have a bad appetite. More and more people came and went to order food, and everyone who passed by couldn't help but stop and look at them. It's true that really good things don't have much to do with money, especially good food.
"Hiccup-" Sima Shenji burped loudly, "I'm full!" β
"This bun is so delicious!" Li Changgeng drank the last bite of porridge, "Let's eat a few more times in the future, okay?" β
"I'll eat something else next time, we can't eat buns all the time," Yan Kuan took out his mobile phone and texted, "If you like to eat, go over there and get a common card, and come whenever you want." β
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After eating, the six people stood up one after another, carried their bags, tied their clothes, and walked to the elevator, not forgetting to take away the unused napkins before leaving.
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Xining is a city surrounded by water, connected to Xining to the north, by the sea to the south, and by a lake to the east. Because of the abundance of water resources β to be more precise, compared to other provincial or sub-provincial cities in China, Xining's aquatic products, especially seafood, are among the best in the country. Ten years ago, the city government designated a large number of foreign investors as a key economic development zone, and the seafood trade of the entire Xining has been driven, which can almost be said to have driven the economy of the entire Xining and even the whole province. Aquaculture soon became the second largest economic pillar in Xining after real estate. Soon, more and more people moved from the West Bank to the East Coast, much like the great migrations of the Chinese Revolution more than a hundred years ago. Housing prices on the East Coast have risen again and again, and repeated government interventions have not worked.
At the same time, the West Bank's economy has come to a serious standstill, as many young people have fled to the East Bank, leaving behind a large number of empty nesters and left-behind children. As a result, soon after taking office, the new leadership called for studying the instructions of the central authorities and preparing to implement the "West Bank Development Strategy," saying that it would set up a new economic zone on the West Bank, which would mainly include the establishment of new wharves and new state-run shipping companies, the opening up of new fish farms, and new markets for seafood.
There is an old wharf in the old town on the coast of the west bank, which is said to be two or three hundred years old, and the Xining Morning Post once said that the relevant departments once wanted to make it a cultural monument, but did not say which department, and then the matter was gone, so everyone stopped talking. There is a sanatorium for veteran cadres on the wharf, which was built in the early days of reform and opening up, and is already very old, basically only serving the old leaders and veteran soldiers who have been idle all their lives. Soon after the "West Bank Development Strategy" was unveiled, the new government immediately spent more than one billion yuan to renovate the old wharf, saying that it would first build a tourist attraction and then build a new wharf. This can make the developers very happy, because they can speculate on the house. The attractions have not yet been built, but the housing prices on the west coast have risen first, and some experts estimate that they will be on par with the east coast within a few years. As for the sanatorium, the government quickly flattened it and sold the land to another group of developers. The developer's efficiency is indeed high enough, and he immediately built a big hotel, called "Imperial Hotel".
The Imperial Hotel has a total of 25 floors, the first to the third floor is a restaurant, the fourth floor is a special banquet hall, the fifth to the tenth floor is a variety of entertainment facilities, and the eleventh floor and above are all accommodation. The dishes in the restaurant are almost all high-end dishes, and some of them are said to be court dishes, which were previously only eaten by emperors, so it is called "Imperial Hotel". Australian abalone, South African lobster, Kobe beef, bird's nest, monkey's head, shark fin, it's not a matter here at all, how much or how much. Since its opening, the hotel has become the second center of eating and drinking at Xining's public expense, and nearly half of the city leaders and wealthy people have made a special trip to eat and drink here across the bridge. Since the official opening of the hotel, the traffic on the bridge has increased dramatically, and many people have been forced to take the ferry instead, resulting in an increase in ferry fares. Two months ago, there was a Weibo β‘on the Internet that said that one afternoon there was a traffic jam on the bridge, and the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau sent a police car to clear the way for him, but the Municipal Public Security Bureau quickly denied the rumor. To date, countless businesses have been done here at the dinner table and in the luxurious suites.
The night is already very deep, but many rooms in the Imperial Hotel are still lit up, and the lights are all over the mountains, and all the bungalows and low-rise buildings within a radius of miles are all illuminated, because there are almost no buildings with more than five floors around it, and no one can pose a visual threat to it, which also makes it convenient for the leaders to enjoy the service, and they do not have to feel unhappy that they get up early in the morning and do not shine on the sun like ordinary people. But it doesn't matter, soon many old houses here will be demolished, and developers will come to build high-rise buildings, but they will suffer several old street gardens and parks, because they will soon be converted into public parking lots and supermarkets, and I don't know what to do with those old men and old ladies who exercise every morning. The Government is said to have begun preparations for demolitions, with particular emphasis on emphasizing the rejection of violent evictions.
"Hahaha," Secretary Qian of the Municipal Party Committee smiled like a rafflesia, and he could only be heard laughing alone in the huge private room, "This foie gras is really good, Xiaoyu, ask the waiter to serve another one." β
"Yes, Secretary." Secretary Yu immediately went out to order food.
"Secretary Qian," Mo Ning took a sip of wine, "Can we talk about business?" β
"Oh, Director Mo, don't be in such a hurry," Secretary Qian waved his hand continuously, "I haven't eaten much of this dish yet, and I haven't drunk much wine yet, let's eat and drink first!" Only when the material civilization is rich first can the spiritual civilization be developed! You say yes, Xiao Guo? β
"Yes, yes, yes, what Secretary Qian said is too reasonable," Director Guo of the Provincial Sports Bureau hurriedly echoed, "Marx said that only when people eat and dress well can they engage in literature and art!" β
"Hahaha, good, good!" Secretary Qian picked up his glass and stood up, "Comrades, I would like to wish the success of the "West Bank Development Strategy" of our municipal party committee and government today, and I also wish our outstanding politician of the Mozambican Bureau, Director Mo, a more successful career!" Ha ha! I recommend everyone have a toast! β
"Good!" Deputy Secretary Pang was the first to raise his glass and stand up.
"Good!" Minister Duan of the Propaganda Department also stood up.
Mo Ning, several vice presidents, and several directors also stood up. Everyone took turns toasting and drank it all.
"Beep-" A discordant fart broke the atmosphere of the room.
"Who?" Secretary Qian pretended to be angry, "Who put it?" β
No one spoke. Everyone looked embarrassed.
"What's the matter? Why don't you even dare to admit a big fart? Secretary Qian asked again.
No one dared to remind him that the secretary had gone out to order food and had not returned.
"I'm sorry," Director Li of the Cultural Affairs Bureau raised his hand awkwardly when he saw that no one raised his hand, "Secretary Qian, it's me." β
"Oh, Xiao Li, this kind of thing can't be reported in advance, what dare you not admit it? If there is, it will be changed, and if there is none, it will be encouraged! You say, don't you? Secretary Qian turned his attention to several other leaders.
"Yes......", "Yes......", "Hmm......", "That's right......" and several other leaders echoed.
"Secretary Qian, the foie gras is ordered, and it will come up immediately." Secretary Yu pushed the door and came back.
"Why does it take so long to order a dish? Did I tell you that time is life? Secretary Qian blamed the secretary.
"I'm sorry, Secretary Qian, I suddenly had a stomachache and ...... I went to the toilet......" Secretary Yu was a little nervous.
"Oops, it's okay, pay attention next time, pay attention next time." Secretary Qian waved his hand.
"Mr. Chen, are we still talking about it? It's been more than two hours. Vice President Dong secretly whispered to Mo Ning while Secretary Qian was talking to Secretary Yu.
"Secretary Qian, can we start talking?" Mo Ning suppressed the fire in his heart.
"Okay, Director Mo," Secretary Qian put down his glass, "Let's start talking." β
"Secretary Qian, our initial plan is to turn the league into an amateur league in a few years, so we may have to rent some gymnasiums and other sports facilities for a long time." Mourning said.
"Oh, what's going on...... " Secretary Qian scratched his hair and turned his head to Director Guo, "Xiao Guo? β
"Director Mo, about 40% of the city's gymnasiums and public stadiums have not yet been built or are being renovated, and nearly half are rented to schools and professional sports teams, and the rest are basically open to citizens all year round, if they are rented for a long time...... It can be more troublesome. Director Guo said.
"Yes," added Feng of the Construction Bureau, "many stadiums and stadiums in the city, especially those in the city, are quite old, and some are being demolished, and the vacant land after the demolition will basically be used for the "old city new look" plan and real estate development." β
"Not so absolutely, right?" Mo Ning smiled, "Can't the demolition be demolished in batches?" Manager Huang, tell Secretary Qian about the box office revenue of the top four. β
"Yes, Mr. Chen." Manager Huang took out the information folder from his bag and read it aloud, "The average attendance rate of each game is about 50 to 60 percent, and the total box office income is about 760,000 yuan based on 15 yuan per ticket." β
"Secretary Qian, this data is much higher than various amateur leagues in China. You and Director Guo should both know that the amateur leagues in China are basically losing money no matter what the project is, and no one will look at some of them. And this is only the box office of the top four, the next promotion knockout round will be even more exciting, and we can fully expect more box office. In addition, these are just box office revenues, and the profits from advertising and related product sales are much greater than that. The most important thing is that this is an opportunity for development, from the national basketball talent pool to the city-wide popularity of basketball, and if we succeed, we can provide a model for a good development model for the whole country. We all know that at the beginning of the reform and opening up, wasn't Shenzhen a model for the whole country? Would you like to think again? Mourning said.
"Oh, this is ......" Secretary Qian frowned.
"Xiao Yang," Mo Ning turned his head and instructed the secretary, "go and get that bottle of Moutai." β
"Yes, Mr. Chen." Secretary Yang smiled, turned around and carefully took out a beautiful packaging box in the bag, gently opened the package, and carefully took out the bottle of high-grade Moutai that Mo Ning had treasured for a long time.
"Give the money secretary full!" Mo Ning smiled and waved.
Secretary Yang walked over slowly and gently poured a full bottle of wine for Secretary Qian. The strong fragrance of Moutai fills the whole house. Secretary Qian picked up the wine glass and pretended to touch it inadvertently on the back of her white hand. Everyone pretended not to see it. Secretary Yang still had a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.
"Fill it up to the other leaders!" Mo Ning still kept smiling, but the corners of his mouth crossed a trace of unhappiness, but ordinary people can't see it.
Secretary Yang began to enter the play, and twisted around the big table step by step to pour wine for the leaders.
"Oh, Director Mo, you really deserve to be an outstanding politician of our provincial Mo Bureau!" Secretary Qian laughed and raised his glass, "Comrades! For the sake of a bumper harvest of material and spiritual civilization, let's have another toast! β
"Cheers!" Everyone stood up again to toast.
"Director Mo, can you still drink?" The driver, Lao Liu, asked in a low voice.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Mo Ning waved his hand, picked up a wet towel and wiped his red face.
"Xiao Pang, when is the next municipal party committee meeting next week?" Secretary Qian turned his head to Deputy Secretary Pang.
"Next Friday. By Tuesday, Mayor Qiu and Vice Mayor Ma would have returned from the province, and Deputy Secretary Hao should have also returned. Deputy Secretary Pang said.
"Yes, yes!" Secretary Qian kept waving his hand, revealing a mouthful of big teeth, "Director Mo, don't worry, we will discuss this issue at the provincial committee!" We'll do our best! β
"That's great, Secretary Qian," Mo Ning was still smiling, "Xiao Yang, bring those 'gifts'!" β
"Yes, Mr. Chen." Secretary Yang walked to the front of the wine cabinet, carefully picked up the exquisite packaging boxes on the wine cabinet, first put the largest box in front of Secretary Qian, and then put the remaining boxes in front of the other leaders in turn.
"Secretary Qian, this is a little bit of our Hongcheng's heart, not a respect," Mo Ning put away his smile and looked a little serious, "This is just one of the samples, and we will send the rest to you and several other leaders in batches as soon as possible." β
"Uh......" Secretary Qian gently opened the box. The box is double-layered, and the upper layer sits a pair of beautifully crafted sneakers. A mezzanine is pressed underneath the sole. Secretary Qian gently pulled the mezzanine a little apart, and saw the large checks hidden under the special bracers on the lower layer.
"Hahahaha!" Secretary Qian closed the mezzanine without changing his face, and as soon as he put down the box, he immediately grinned, "Okay, good!" Hongcheng is really the most cultured city in our province! What is the most expensive in the 21st century? Talent! What does our country need most? It's still a talent! Hahahaha! β
"Yes!" "yes!" "That's right!" Several other leaders chimed in.
"We have two more such gifts, which are going to be given to Mayor Qiu and Vice Mayor Ma." Mourning said.
"Hahaha!" Secretary Qian smiled from ear to ear.
"Secretary Qian, we still have a question," Vice President Dong interjected, "We heard that someone has reported to the city government that some games have affected their rest, can this problem be solved?" β
"Oops, it can be solved, it can definitely be solved!" Secretary Qian stretched out his right index finger, "We are the servants of the people to serve the broad masses of the people!" Right? We're not here for those well-fed little people! Right? There are Diao people in all dynasties and generations! Right? β
"Yes!" "Yes!" "That's right!" Several other leaders chimed in again.
"Didi, too, too, too,......" Mo Ning's cell phone rang.
"I'm sorry, I'll go out and answer the phone and I'll be right back. Vice President Dong, Manager Huang, let's talk first. Mourning stood up.
"Oh, Director Mo has a lot of opportunities, and we can't delay it! Isn't it? Secretary Qian's eyes narrowed into a slit.
Mo Ning walked out of the luxurious private room and pressed the answer button on his mobile phone.
"Dad, aren't you coming back yet? What time is it? "Mourning's daughter is holding an oversized fluffy bear, lying on the luxurious princess bed watching an idol drama.
"Baby, Dad is still busy, go to bed early, don't watch TV too late, good." Mo Ning whispered to his daughter.
"Hmm...... Okay, don't drink too much, if you can't do it, let Uncle Liu and Sister Yang help you drink. Mom hasn't come back yet, I'll go to bed first, good night. Chen Jiayi hung up the phone.
Mo Ning tucked his phone back into his trouser pocket and let out a long breath, his face no longer able to suppress the disgust and revulsion that came from his heart, even though he had done it many times. He looked out the window, and the moon was just blocked by dark clouds, and only a corner was exposed, like a half-eaten pancake.
"Squeak-" The taxi stopped at the entrance of the complex.
He Luo threw the driver thirty yuan, asked for the invoice, got out of the car, slowly walked into the gate of the community, and returned to the building he was very familiar with.
This neighborhood is just west of the Imperial Hotel, just across the street. This neighborhood is quite old, probably built more than 20 years ago, and it looks quite dilapidated. Nowadays in China, there are very few buildings that are even more than 50 years old. Most of the people who live here are retired old men and old ladies, and the rest are basically working families with average or poor living conditions, which can be said to be low-income classes, and now they are generally scolded as "**** This community is very small, only three or four buildings, and the whole community is like a bush under the roots of a big tree, shrouded in the shadow of a big hotel." The front door of the hotel is full of traffic, the door is like a city, there are almost no people here, and it takes half a day to pass a car. Originally, the old men and old ladies here are usually used to coming out in the morning to bask in the sun and walk the bend, but since the establishment of this Imperial Hotel, most of the old comrades can no longer see the rising sun, so they have to go out in the afternoon to walk birds or play Tai Chi.
"Oh, ......, " He Luo walked into the corridor and climbed the steps step by step. The voice-activated lights lit up in a coordinated way, illuminating the stacks of small advertisements on the wall for repairing appliances and curing skin diseases.
He Luo climbed all the way to the fifth floor, took out the key, and opened the door.
"Brother, are you back?" He Xiaolu hadn't slept yet, put down the romance novel in his hand, and walked into the living room.
"Xiaoqi," Heluo was a little tired, "why haven't you slept yet?" β
"Brother, why are you only coming back now?" He Xiaolu asked.
"I'm working overtime today," Heluo sat on the sofa, the sofa hadn't been changed for a long time, and many places were dirty, so he had to stand up and pounce on his clothes a few times and then change places to sit down, "More than 20 computers were infected with viruses at the same time, first antivirus, and then reinstall the system, which almost made me tired." β
"It wouldn't be so late, would it? Aren't all antiviruses good nowadays? He Xiaolu still didn't understand.
"I'm still going to discuss things with Gu Tian and Lego." Helo leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes.
"You drank with them again?" He Xiaolu was a little unhappy.
"Who drank it? We didn't go drinking, we just talked. β
"What's the matter? Do you have to talk about it today? β
"There's nothing to do, I'll go take a shower first, I'll talk about it later."
"Brother.......
Looking at Heluo's back, He Xiaolu was uneasy for a while. (To be continued.) )