The old problems have not been solved yet, and new problems have arisen again. It is really a wave of unrest! Faced with the cross-township problem in Dongshan, Long Ziyou sighed, but there is no way, no matter how difficult the matter is, we have to do it, because the government
The news of building a cemetery has been released, and the villagers also support it. It is an exaggeration to say that it is difficult to dismount.
After completing his mission, Old Taoist Qingyun went back to Hezhuang Qingfengguan to stay temporarily. He was only responsible for looking at Feng Shui, and other problems were not his turn to worry about.
In the evening, Long Ziyou returned to the city depressed. Because he was in a bad mood, he invited his friends to several dinner parties and went directly back to the villa.
After drinking the delicious bone soup made by Jin Meier, Long Ziyou felt better.
"How does it taste?" Jin Meier asked the man opposite her nervously.
As the saying goes, if you want to capture a man's heart, you have to capture his stomach. So Mr. Jin has been learning cooking skills recently, and now it's finally time to test the results.
"Well, very good!" Long Ziyou nodded approvingly, "It has improved a lot, much better than last time."
"Then drink a few more bowls." Jin Mei'er was very happy to be praised. Seeing that Long Ziyou's bowl was empty, she quickly helped him scoop out another full bowl.
"Just drink this bowl. If you drink more, you don't have to eat." Long Ziyou said with a bitter smile.
"No, this soup is specially made for you, you must finish it!" Jin Mei'er said seriously. When Long Ziyou's face turned into a bitter gourd face, she couldn't help but make a "poof" sound and "eat it"
Laughed.
It turned out to be a joke, and Long Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief, "It scared me to death!"
After the meal, the two of them were eating fruit, chatting and watching TV. Suddenly something happened, and Jin Meier said: "Yes, I saw you were feeling depressed before the meal. Is there something wrong?"
"Oh, it's not about the cemetery..." Long Ziyou sighed, and told Qingyun Lao Dao what happened today when he visited Dongshan, Dongshan Development Zone and Dongfeng Town.
"What's so difficult about this? As long as the money is enough, can Dongfeng Town agree?" Jin Meier said disapprovingly. In her opinion, as long as money can solve the problem, it is not a problem.
"Some problems are not as simple as you think," Long Ziyou shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"I don't think this matter is that difficult. As long as you hand over the development rights of the cemetery to a private company, I believe the land acquisition problem can be easily solved. For example, our company is happy to do this."
Jin Meier smiled and said, these days, making cemeteries is more profitable than making real estate, so she naturally doesn't want to miss it.
Developing cemeteries like real estate is a solution! Long Ziyou's heart moved, but he didn't want to agree to Jin Meier so quickly. Besides, with such a big piece of 'fat', there must be a lot of people staring at it.
There are many people with strong connections and strong backgrounds among them. In addition, to build a cemetery, you have to go through at least the Provincial Department of Civil Affairs and the Provincial Land and Resources Bureau, and even the Provincial Forestry Bureau. Jin Meier may not be able to win it.
"I want to make this cemetery a highlight. You have stayed abroad for so many years. Do you have any novel and good ideas?" Long Ziyou changed the topic.
Seeing that Long Ziyou didn't reply to her, Jin Meier rolled her eyes at him, but she still tried her best to use her brain to come up with ideas for Long Ziyou. Because of her deep thought, the only sound left in the living room was the sound of the TV...
Suddenly, Jin Meier's eyes lit up and she said: "Now a method called 'tree burial' has become popular in developed countries. Environmental experts in our country have also called for the introduction of this method, and some places have even begun to experiment with this method.
But we don’t have it in Tianyue Province yet, so you might as well be the first one to try it.”
Tree burial? Long Ziyou murmured in his mouth, and his eyes slowly lit up. After a while, he excitedly said: "This method is worth a try!"
"Secretary Long, someone else came up with the method for you, so this project should be handed over to someone else's company?" Jin Meier's eyes were full of love, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her voice was charming. In order to get this project, she resorted to a beauty trick.
.
Tsk, Long Ziyou felt embarrassed. It wasn't that he didn't want to do this project for Jin Meier Company, and he also believed that if Jin Meier did this project, he would definitely do it better than others, but he had to consider other aspects of the impact. In addition, he
I'm also afraid that it won't be my turn to do this.
So he smiled bitterly and said: "Meier, it's not that I don't want to do this project for you. As you know, this is a new thing and a project that is easy to produce results. I'm afraid that the leadership of the project will no longer be there."
It's in my hands, so I can't promise you, and I dare not promise you."
"Then you have to promise me that if you have the right to decide on this project, under the same conditions, the project must be done by our company." The Bazi had not yet been decided, and Jin Meier also knew that it was too difficult for Long Ziyou, so she had no choice but to
Retreat and seek the next best thing.
"I can promise you this." Long Ziyou nodded, and then said a little puzzled: "Yes, Mei'er, in fact, if you want to do tree burial, the profit shouldn't be very big, why do you do this?
A thankless job?"
"I can barely be said to be an environmentalist. When I was studying abroad, I joined an environmental organization to promote environmental protection knowledge. I didn't want to see 'tree burial' become a new profiteering industry, so I wanted to take the project.
Come down." Jin Meier spread her hands and said.
"A good sutra is also afraid of a crooked monk," Long Ziyou touched his chin and muttered, "What you said, Mei'er, makes sense. I will do my best when the time comes."
"Also, I have another question. Tree burial is a trendy thing, but I'm worried that the villagers who moved the graves won't be able to accept it, because they didn't talk about tree burial at the beginning." Long Ziyou thought of another thing in front of him.
practical problems.
"This problem must be solved. We can't create something completely different. This is a matter of principle," Jin Meier said in a firm tone. "Your district can conduct another consultation to test the villagers' reaction. In addition, publicity work must also be done.
If it’s in place, otherwise the villagers don’t even know what tree burial is, how can you expect them to accept it?”
"Well, that's all we can do now." Long Ziyou nodded, "Meier, help me get a feasibility report on 'tree burial'. I'll take it to the county to see what the leaders have to say later."
mean."
"Secretary Long, am I your secretary?" Jin Meier glanced at Bai Longzi angrily, "Do the people in your development zone office have to eat?"
Only then did Long Ziyou realize that it was inappropriate for Jin Meier to do this. He felt a little embarrassed and said, "Okay, then I'll let the people from the method room do this."
"That's right, as a leader, you have to give your subordinates opportunities to display their talents." Jin Meier seemed to be teaching Long Ziyou how to be a leader.
"Haha, what Mr. Jin taught me is," after finishing his business, Long Ziyou joked about Jin Meier: "It seems that every time I have a problem, I can get a solution from you. You are becoming more and more like my senior consultant."
Yes, haha..."
"What about my consulting fees?" Jin Meier stretched out her tender white hands in front of Long Ziyou.
"Hey, you're an old couple, talking about money hurts your feelings." Long Ziyou said shamelessly, but he actually regretted shooting himself in the foot.
"Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest. They fly separately when disaster strikes. In this world, only money can be trusted." Jin Meier seemed to have remembered something and said with emotion.
Long Ziyou smiled bitterly and was speechless. What could he say? There was nothing he could say. From a secular perspective, the relationship between the two was not legitimate and incomparable to that of a husband and wife.
Seeing Long Ziyou's grimace, Jin Mei'er smiled and said, "I'm not talking about you, you are a loving and righteous man. I still have this ability to see people, otherwise I wouldn't be with you."
"I feel a little bit overwhelmed by your compliment." Long Ziyou also had a smile on his face.
It seems that they were affected by this topic. That night, the love between the two was filled with silent tenderness and silent understanding. Perhaps, this was a sign that the two people were closer in spirit or that their relationship was getting further.
Although the next day was Saturday, Long Ziyou still returned to the development zone. He had no choice but to race against time.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Long Ziyou held a team meeting and discussed the idea of 'tree burial' proposed by Jin Mei'er. Naturally, Bai Jing and Gao Cong unconditionally supported the tree burial, but Meng Yuanqing's support
He had some reservations. He was mainly worried that the villagers of the 'tree burial' would not be able to accept it. If the villagers did not accept it, it would not only affect the progress of the tomb relocation, but also cause trouble again.
Before the meeting ended, Long Ziyou asked Meng Yuanqing to work with the office to prepare a feasibility report on the "tree burial". Whether it was feasible or not would be discussed after investigation.
Long Ziyou did not wait for the feasibility report to come out. As soon as the meeting ended, he went back to work.
The secretary of the Dongfeng Town Party Committee is called Mao Hua. He is a middle-aged man in his fifties with a medium build and a slightly bald head. Today is Saturday. At noon, he and a few friends were fishing at a farm for leisure, and received a call from Longzi Tour.
He was quite surprised by the phone call. Although he and Long Ziyou knew each other, they did not have a close relationship, and it was the first time for him to call him. However, when the youngest member of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee called him, he naturally did not dare to neglect it.
He quickly answered the phone.
"Secretary Long, hello, I am Mao Hua from Dongfeng Town." Mao Hua's voice was somewhat respectful. There was nothing he could do about it. The rank of official was overwhelming.
"Secretary Mao Hua, I'm sorry to disturb you during the weekend." Naturally, Long Ziyou would not act in a condescending manner.
"Don't bother, don't bother. It's my honor, Mao Hua, to receive Secretary Long's call." Mao Hua said a little flattered, "May I ask what instructions Secretary Long has?"
"Haha, it's a long weekend. If we don't talk about work, how can we give instructions?" Long Ziyou's hearty voice came from the microphone, "I've heard that the geese in Dongfeng Town are famous and delicious, so I came here to taste them today.