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"It still has some characteristics. I tasted it just now. This Qingwu tea is probably due to the high altitude. The tea tastes particularly pure and spiritual... There is also a certain possibility of development. Can you give me a thorough explanation? This time the country is doing something
In agricultural support projects, local characteristics are of course important, but this is not the case. The key lies in the leadership. If the leaders say you can do it, you can do it, and if you can’t, you can do it. If you say you can’t, you can do it, but it’s not the case. The actual situation is like this.
As long as there is a lot of money to develop and publicize agricultural products with a little bit of uniqueness, 80% of them should become famous products.
There is great hope that the Qingwu tea you made by Asagawa will become a famous brand. Besides, you have invested more than 10 million in start-up capital, so you have done a lot of preparation work.
The most critical issue now is that I can submit it to you, but this matter is the responsibility of Comrade Li Kafa, the executive deputy director. The finalization of the project must be submitted to the party committee of the department, and first, deputy director Li must agree.
Go to the party committee.
Generally speaking, as long as Deputy Director Li agrees, the Party Committee of the Upper Department will just walk through the situation. Do you understand what I mean?" Wei Tieqing told Ye Fan very clearly and thoroughly.
"If it can be finalized, how much can the department give?" Ye Fan asked, secretly thinking that I have the approval from Secretary Guo of the Provincial Party Committee, so Deputy Director Li still dares to stop it? However, I have to find an opportunity to visit Deputy Director Li.
It only takes a long time. Secretary Guo’s annotations will not be shown for the time being. If you can, don’t use them.
"The maximum limit is 10 million, and the minimum is 1 million, usually around 1 million. The hazelnut oil project last year was awarded 1.5 million. If it is less than 10,000, Deputy Director Li can make the decision directly without going to the office.
Projects worth more than 10,000 yuan must go to the Party Committee,” Wei Tiaqing said.
"Thank you, Brother Wei, when can I introduce you to Director Li?" Ye Fan asked.
"Tomorrow, it will definitely be too late tonight. Tomorrow morning, I will submit your plan to test Director Li's tone first." Wei Tieqing said, he was also a little difficult.
His face was not very good-looking because, although he was the deputy director in the Provincial Department of Agriculture, there were five deputy directors in the Provincial Department of Agriculture, and Wei Tieqing was ranked at the bottom.
The last time he was able to study in the Party School's Cross-Century Elite Class was simply because his age had just reached the limit of 30 years old. Otherwise, he would not have been able to get this opportunity.
"I want to drink tea." Song Zhenyao reached out to Ye Fan drunkenly, and Ye Fan quickly poured tea for her. Ye Kexin had gone crazy and left Song Zhenyao alone. Of course, Ye Kexin
It’s true that I don’t want to be this light bulb.
After Song Zhenyao drank tea, she lay half asleep in Ye Fan's arms. Wei Tieqing and Qian Hongbiao glanced at Ye Fan with a strange look on their faces, and laughed softly: "Brother is awesome, we admire you."
"What's so great, alas..." Ye Fan sighed, knowing the joys and sorrows. How could Wei Tieqing and Qian Hongbiao understand this?
Around 9 o'clock.
Qian Hongbiao winked at Ye Fan and took Wei Tieqing to the bathroom outside.
Not long after the door closed, Song Zhenyao suddenly stood up unsteadily. She hugged Ye Fan and bit her. The two of them immediately forgot everything. Ye Fan hugged Song Zhenyao tightly and squeezed her buttocks.
Above, a century-long kiss was taking place. In a drunken haze, the two of them were sucking each other's throats.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open rudely.
"You damn girl, what have you done?" came a familiar female voice fiercely, immediately waking up the wild mandarin duck who was kissing her passionately.
Who is Cao Meifang, the mother of Zhenyao who is not looking up? The eldest lady from the Cao family in Beijing, her almond-shaped face almost turned into a ball at this moment.
"Mom...I..." Song Zhenyao trembled and her face dropped. Ye Fan glanced back and found that Gu Junfei was staring at him with a black and blue face, as if he wanted to kill someone. It goes without saying that Cao Meifang naturally understood
This guy invited me here.
"Aunt Cao." Ye Fan greeted her politely and didn't worry about her too much. Anyway, this woman had given Ye Fan the impression of being snobbish in the past, and her eyes had always been pointed upward, which was consistent with her last name.
"Aunt Cao is also what you can call me, kid?" Gu Junfei took a step forward and snorted. The scene just now almost made this kid die of pain. If there was a gun, this kid would have pulled it out long ago.
"Come back with me, you girl!" Cao Meifang shouted, reaching out to pull Song Zhenyao, glared at Ye Fan, and snorted to her daughter: "Don't get together with such shady people in the future. Who are our Song family?
"
"No, no, Aunt Cao, today I call you respectfully for Zhenyao's sake. Young people have normal interactions, and even if you are a mother, you have no right to stop them. In what era is this, freedom of love, not
The era of arranged marriages has come, huh." There was something in Ye Fan's words, and naturally he secretly criticized Cao Meifang as a feudal parent with a bad mother type.
"You tricked my daughter here, do you need anyone to tell you what you want to do? You are not qualified to talk about friends." Cao Meifang almost fainted, and she raised her big slap like a conditioned reflex. It seemed that she wanted to give Comrade Xiaoye a slap in the face.
Well, of course Cao Meifang is just putting on a show, she really doesn't know how to slap someone in the face.
Gu Junfei naturally sneered from behind.
"Mom... let's go..." Song Zhenyao rushed forward, grabbed her mother's arm and shouted.
"Let go" Cao Meifang was so angry that she pulled away her daughter Song Zhenyao's hand and slapped her again.
"Auntie, let me teach this scoundrel boy a lesson for you." Gu Junfei smiled dryly and rushed up to Mark Ye Fan with a slap in the face.
Ye Fan greeted him with a palm, and then used Chen Xiaotian's 'Tianyin Lei Gang Finger' to tap several places on Gu Junfei's arm. With a snap, Gu Junfei took a few big steps back and was pressed against the box.
The wall just stopped, and my back felt numb and painful.
"Don't make trouble, this is Feiyun Pavilion." At this time, an energetic voice came, naturally it was Feiyun Pavilion's boss Ye.
"Feiyun Pavilion is amazing. I will tell you to close down tomorrow." Gu Junfei endured the pain and felt extremely embarrassed. Ye Jin, the boss and Ye Kexin who rushed in shouted at the boss. They looked like they were arrogant.
"Young man, don't flash your tongue." Ye Jinkai's face sank. He had never met such a big person in this Jiangnan land.
"Then try, hum." Gu Junfei took out his phone and was about to dial the number, but Cao Meifang stopped him.
Although Cao Meifang was not very familiar with Feiyun Pavilion, when he saw that all the people who came in were people with status in the province and required membership cards, the master behind the scenes must have some energy.
Of course Cao Meifang didn't want to offend anyone for no reason, not to mention that Song Chujie couldn't be careless when it came to winning over the deputy secretary.
"Let's go..." Cao Meifang snorted, glared at Ye Fan, and pulled Song Zhenyao away. Naturally, Gu Junfei also escaped with a group of people.
"Song family..." Ye Fan's face was gloomy, and his heart felt like being pricked by needles. It's not that Song Zhenyao was taken away, Ye Fan had no intention of marrying Song Zhenyao.
The main thing that makes me angry is Cao Meifang's attitude, as if she is inherently superior to others and people like herself should be toads.
"Mingtang, please keep an eye on me. Find out what this kid is doing in Shuizhou." Gu Junfei put one leg on the table and hummed.
"Sir, as the head of a county, he comes to Shuizhou either to ask for money or to work on projects. Didn't you see that when he first entered the hall, there was a man and a woman beside him? I checked, and one of them is Bao Mingqing.
He is the deputy county magistrate in charge of agriculture in Machuan County. One is called Nong Xuanyuan, who seems to be the mayor of Zhinv Township. Now he also serves as the executive deputy director of the Qingwu Tea Development Committee. Bao Mingqing is the director. He is probably here to follow.
Projects related to the development of Qingwu Tea may require money," Zhang Mingtang said.
Zhang Mingtang's parents have been with Gu Fengshan. Now he is the deputy director of the Provincial Government Office and has been following Gu Fengshan of the Gu family. This time when Gu Fengshan took a job in Nanfu, he also brought this old family member with him.
"The Qingwu Tea Development Committee should be related to some project of the Provincial Department of Agriculture. Keep an eye on me and call a few more people. If he wants to accomplish something, he has to ask me whether Gu Junfei will agree, huh?" Gu Junfei's face
It suddenly became eerie.
"Young master, you are very clever. If you mess up the project, this guy will not be able to achieve results, and the hat on his head will probably be a little shaky." Zhang Mingtang's serious face actually smiled.
"Have you found out the situation in Machuan County?" Gu Junfei looked cold and handsome. This person is indeed not a simple person.
"I just did some research, and I heard that this boy named Ye is now the county magistrate and secretary. He is like a local emperor in Machuan County, and he is extremely majestic." Zhang Mingtang said.
"How old is that kid, and the county magistrate and secretary are actually shouldering the responsibility?" A trace of surprise flashed across Gu Junfei's face, which was indeed a bit shocking. Even he, the prince of the capital, felt a little unnatural.
"Almost 21 years old." Zhang Mingtang was also a little confused.
"Who promoted him? This obviously violated organizational procedures." Gu Junfei actually smiled on his face. It must have been that he felt that he had grasped something about Mark.
"I heard that it was Zhuang Shicheng who selected the general. There was a lot of controversy in the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department at the time. In the end, it was Minister Song who finalized the decision." Zhang Mingtang is really well-informed. In just a few hours, he has found out all these things. It seems that
, the provincial government office is really a well-informed place.
"Uncle Song must be Zhenyao's fault," Gu Junfei cursed, his face became darker, and a sour taste filled his heart.
"Perhaps Minister Song saw Zhuang Shicheng's firm attitude, so he allowed it. In fact, as long as I am willing to take action and give a little advice, I can embarrass the Deping area for a long time." Zhang Mingtang spoke a little cryptically.
"This is not good. Since it was Uncle Song who nodded, if we intervene, it will not be a slap in Uncle Song's face. Don't write articles here. Since Ye Fan is the acting secretary, there is a lot of articles on this. Is it possible that there is no connection in this world?
Isn’t anyone jealous of the county party secretary’s throne? Let a kid with a yellow mouth carry it on one shoulder. China is a vast land with abundant resources and talented people. Even if we pull several wagons, we can’t finish it.” Gu Junfei didn’t think he was only twenty-five or six, but he was a human.