During this period of time, Mo Zongheng was extremely busy.
The Special Economic Zone Construction Committee announced that the construction of the national-level Dongyang Special Economic Zone with an investment of 5 trillion yuan and a span of ten years has officially begun.
The construction of special zones is not simply urban upgrading.
But...!
Build a new city.
Dongyang City has a total of eight major districts. The first phase is centered on the Economic Development Zone and is built around the construction of a modern international new city.
Mo Zongheng is not only responsible for the affairs of the entire special zone, but also responsible for the seamless connection with the imperial capital. He also has to spare time and energy to communicate with all parties.
Each of the construction committees under him represents a different faction, and each faction will argue with him for their own interests.
This is not the most terrible thing.
The most terrible thing is that these mountains and factions are behind the hidden ancient martial arts sect.
The various resources in this world are fixed, and different classes require different resources.
People need resources to have enough food, drink, and clothing.
If the rich want to enjoy a high-level life, they need people at the lower level to collect resources for them.
Those in power at higher levels also need various resources in order to maintain society.
The hidden sect is invisible to the world and seems to be indifferent to the world, but they are the ones who truly stand above everything else.
The resources required for cultivation are not only high-end, but also scarce.
Whoever has more resources will be more powerful, and whoever has less resources will naturally be weaker.
Therefore, a national-level special zone not only brought out the most powerful wealthy families in the country, but also brought in the sects behind them.
This all requires Mo Zongheng to regulate, balance and manage.
In fact, the money invested in the construction of the special zone is nothing, even the tens of billions invested by one family is nothing.
However, the things that continue to be produced after this investment, and even the industries that are radiated out, are the most important.
These three words, sustainability, are the biggest temptation of Dongyang Special Economic Zone this time.
If the state doesn’t pay, it can’t rely solely on policies to attract people, right?
Therefore, the families who get the shares will subsequently participate in the sharing of the special zone dividends.
This alone is enough for countless people to bankrupt their fortunes and struggle to get a share.
Although Mo Zongheng had been prepared for it, he still did not expect that it would be like this.
He wished he could become a man with three heads and six arms.
He is not afraid of secular wealthy families. What he is most worried about is the sects behind these wealthy families.
Without Su Mu, his heart had never been at peace.
So after learning that Su Mu was back, Mo Zongheng directly called Su Mu.
"You guy, where are you? You came back without any news?"
Listening to Mo Zongheng's resentful tone on the other end of the phone, Su Mu chuckled:
"Old Mo, do you miss me? Your tone now makes my anus tighten."
"you……!"
Mo Zongheng almost crushed the phone in his hand.
He yelled a little annoyed:
"I'll pick you up tonight. I've already informed Si Chen and Chu Nan, as well as your bunch of messy friends. You decide the time, and I'll decide the place."
Su Mu probably heard something and said with a smile:
"Old Mo, is someone causing trouble for you? Do you want me to carry the thunder?"
"you……!"
Mo Zongheng's calm and steady character was also provoked by him to the point of bursting into anger:
"Where are you? Come to my office right now."
After hanging up the phone from Mo Zongheng, Su Mu curled his lips and said to Mr. Ye, the co-pilot:
"Honey, I'll take you back to the company, and then I have to go see Lao Mo."
Mr. Ye suddenly became angry.
Well, we just came back to meet each other, and we didn’t even have time to talk to each other, and now we have to run away again?
She sneered:
"Don't think I don't know what you want to do."
"That little girl Mo Liusu must be waiting for you at her brother's place, right?"
"Su Mu, I don't care about you, you really want to go home."
"I know that my Ye family is not worthy of you. I can only handle this beauty. I don't have the family background of the Zhu family, the power of the Mo family, or the family background of the Ning family. I heard that there is another
Princess Isa, right?"
"If you want to be a scumbag, I don't care about you, but why do you always surround me with scumbags?"
"Oh, by the way, I haven't counted Sister Yutong and your Sister An."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, let me count it on my fingers. How many are there?"
"What? You really want me to move?"
The temperature in the car slowly dropped to zero degrees, and Su Mu felt cold all over.
"That wife, you...you heard...!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a hand pinched his waist like lightning and twisted hard:
"What did you say? Say you love me?"
Su Mu's feet were so frightened that he felt as if an adult tigress was roaring at him with its bloody mouth open.
"Wife, what is your attitude? How did you become like this? This is not good, Mr. Ye, I have to criticize you. You are a bit... worried about gains and losses."
Mr. Ye was so angry that he almost pinched the flesh off the dog.
"I'm worrying about gains and losses. You surnamed Su, please save your face. Do you really think that I can't survive without you? Move over immediately and get out of here, immediately, immediately!"
Su Mu is so depressed.
A woman's mood is just like the weather, it changes at will, and there is no reason to explain it.
"Hey, hey, isn't this good? Mr. Ye, you arrested me as soon as I got off the plane and I finally negotiated a 20 billion deal for you. Is this how you treat your hero?"
Mr. Ye ignored him at all, kicked him out of the car, and drove away, leaving Su Mu alone on the roadside.
Some drivers passing by actually poked their heads out to laugh at his joke:
"Dude, have you been kicked?"
Su Mu dejectedly raised his hand to hail a taxi and went directly to the headquarters of Mo Zongheng's office.
When they arrived at the place, Su Mu felt sad for a while.
These office conditions are a bit too difficult, right?
A twenty-story old building was the office building of a large factory in the former development zone. The surrounding area was far from desolate, but it was completely on the same level as the office buildings in the city center.
There is a sign with black characters on a white background and a line of large characters hanging on the door.
Dongyang Special Economic Zone Construction Committee.
Taxis couldn't get in and were stopped directly at the gate.
Su Mu wanted to go in, but was stopped by the guard at the door who was obviously from the army. He had to call Mo Zongheng, who then let him go.
As soon as you enter, you are greeted by a huge parking lot filled with luxury cars that blind your eyes.
There are license plates from all over the country, with prices ranging from one million to tens of millions. It is simply equivalent to a large luxury car show.
When he arrived at the door of the building, Su Mu was stopped by the guard again.
Regardless of who works here, whether you are a professional in a suit or a arrogant young man from a wealthy family, the doorman recognizes no one but only one thing.
brand.
Everyone must have an entry and exit certificate.
"Stop, what are you doing?"
The two security guards are definitely not veterans, but real professional soldiers. Their sharp eyes cannot deceive anyone.
Su Mu laughed, took out a small notebook and handed it over:
"Two brothers, Mo Zongheng asked me to come."
One of the men, a man in his thirties, took the ID in his hand and looked at it. He immediately shivered and was about to salute, but Su Mu shook his head and stopped him.
At this moment, a figure rushed out of the door:
"Hahaha, brother, we have only seen each other for a few days, why do I feel like we have been separated for several years? It seems that I miss you too much and didn't bring a gift for my brother?"
Chen Sichen rushed over as if his butt was on fire.
Without giving Su Mu a chance to escape, Chen Sixen hugged him, slapped him hard on the back, and then pulled him in, arm-in-arm, and handed her a tag.
:
"This thing is yours."
When I looked at the listing, there was actually his photo, name, a line of text and a number on it.
Dongyang Special Economic Zone Construction Committee——002.
Still number two after Mo Zongheng.
Su Mu immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
How did you become the second-in-command of the Construction Committee?
Taking an old elevator to the top floor, Chen Sixen directly opened the door of the office.
This is a surprisingly large office.
There is a large three-dimensional electronic sand table in the middle, which can update the construction progress of the entire special zone in real time based on satellite images every day.
Mo Zongheng leaned on the sofa with a tired look on his face, making a pot of tea in front of him, waiting for Su Mu.
"The ancient tree Dahongpao, I have the last bit of treasure."
Su Mu walked over and sat down, took a sip of tea, then winked and said with a smile:
"Brother, where is little Liusu?"
Mo Zongheng wished he could just throw the tea in his hand over.
Chen Sichen said dissatisfiedly:
"I favor one over the other. I also have a sister, and Xian'er always asks about you."
Mo Zongheng's face turned even more ashen.
This is unlucky.
Why are you all targeting my cheap brother-in-law?
No, Liusu, I'm a little worried about your position.
I have to think of a way to provide some assistance.