"Secretary Lang, please investigate the explosion slowly and give us an answer. But there is one thing that we have always been curious about. I originally planned to ask the province to come forward and cooperate with Wenchang City's aerospace city project.
We work, but why did Secretary Chen Hongfeng ask me to come to you?" Song Yingjie changed the topic at this time and asked directly.
Hearing this, Lang Guoqing frowned unconsciously. Song Yingjie's question hit the nail on the head!
"Well... the leaders of the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial and City Party Committees are probably very busy, but I have some free time recently, so Secretary Chen gave me such a task. Although Sanya City has no direct relationship with Wenchang City,
After all, it is a nearby city, and Director Jiang of the Aerospace Branch and I are classmates, so it is more convenient for us to talk." Lang Guoqing explained with some embarrassment.
"So that's it. It seems that Mr. Chen, Secretary Chen, has really good intentions!" Song Yingjie said with a smile and nodded.
"Mr. Song invited me out for dinner today just to tell me these things?" Lang Guoqing asked.
"That's not true. The main reason is that we went to Wenchang City in the afternoon and learned some things. Since the provincial party committee entrusted this matter to Secretary Lang, we have some questions and want to ask you for advice!" Song Yingjie solemnly said
explained.
After listening to Song Yingjie's words, Lang Guoqing showed an awkward smile on his face: "Mr. Song, please speak!"
"We once reached a consensus with the local government and the Space Administration on the compensation for the demolition of land acquired by the Space City. It was originally agreed that each household would be compensated at least 100,000 yuan. Why did the villagers in Shangwen Village only receive 100,000 yuan per household?
To the compensation of 20,000 yuan? Where did the other 80,000 yuan go?" Song Yingjie's face suddenly darkened, and he asked in a slightly unkind tone. In fact, the word "question" would be more appropriate.
Lang Guoqing knew that Song Yingjie's problem would definitely revolve around the compensation for the demolition of Shangwen Village, but after hearing Song Yingjie's words, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and his expression darkened.
"I wonder where Mr. Song heard this news? Don't listen to those rumors! Some people deliberately smear the work of our government. Mr. Song, don't listen to the slander and fall into the trap of some people with ulterior motives.
It's a trap!" Lang Guoqing tried to persuade him with sincerity. This sounded nice, but he described Song Yingjie as an idiot who didn't know right from wrong!
Song Yingjie snorted coldly in his heart, and asked calmly on the surface: "Could it be that what those villagers said personally could still be false?"
"What? You said it was the villagers who told you?" Lang Guoqing looked surprised and asked, "knowingly."
"I would like to remind Secretary Lang again that I have already been to Shangwen Village this afternoon. I think you should be very clear about this matter. Moreover, some very unpleasant things happened on the way. Fortunately, there was no surprise.
Risky, it can be considered relatively satisfactory." Song Yingjie chuckled lightly and said again with a change of subject.
"Um... I wonder if there is any misunderstanding here? Regarding the 100,000 yuan compensation you mentioned and the fact that the villagers only received 20,000 yuan, I really don't know. Although I was entrusted by Secretary Chen,
I will help communicate with you, Director Jiang and the Wenchang Municipal Committee, but I am just acting as an intermediary. I am not very clear on the specific details. I can only ask you to directly contact Director Jiang and the Wenchang Municipal Government.