Song Bingnan stayed in the Oriental Commodity City for more than an hour, obviously very interested in the latest chapter of Martial Arts: Kung Fu Superstar. While checking the shops, he turned back to the accompanying cadres such as Xie Jianjun and Peng Yuanzheng and laughed loudly: "Comrade Jianjun, comrade Yuanzheng
, this commodity city is large in scale and has a rich variety of goods. I think there are almost no small commodities that cannot be bought here - very good, very good! Better than I expected!"
Xie Jianjun smiled and said: "Governor Song, this small commodity city has become the largest commercial distribution center with the most complete products in the surrounding area. Currently, there are more than a thousand industrial and commercial households stationed there, thousands of employees, and the daily cargo throughput exceeds 100,000 tons.
, which has greatly promoted the development of our city's economy. It can be said that Jian'an District's exploration and attempt in the field of trade and logistics has been successful and has set an operable benchmark for the city."
"Your goals are still not high enough. I think you can continue to expand the scale and strive to build the largest trade and logistics distribution center in the province - build the Oriental Commodity City into a provincial brand, seek to go nationwide, and open up markets across the country.
, become famous!" Song Bingnan waved his hand and said.
When it comes to Song Bingnan's level, he doesn't say anything casually. Since he said that Oriental Commodity City can build a provincial-level commercial brand, it means that the province can provide corresponding policy support.
Xie Jianjun was startled at first, then overjoyed. He exchanged a look with Peng Yuanzheng and signaled Peng Yuanzheng to take over Song Bingnan's words and take the opportunity to seek some preferential policies from the provincial leaders.
Peng Yuanzheng stepped forward with a smile and said: "Old leader, in fact, the municipal party committee has long had ideas to expand the scale of Oriental Commodity City and create a brand in the province and even the country. At the same time, it has also talked with the developer and is preparing to launch the second phase of the project.
, just because the developer said that the investment is okay, but the city and district must continue to provide supporting infrastructure for this project, and currently, we..."
A smile appeared on Song Bingnan's lips, and he said lightly: "Are you going to make a condition with me? Okay, don't be pretentious, just tell me if you have any ideas!"
Peng Yuanzheng said with shame: "Old leader, we are not asking for conditions, but we hope that the province can help us fight for it. Can the next highway from Beijing to coastal cities be opened through our city?"
Song Bingnan burst out laughing: "I knew you, Comrade Xiao Peng, had bad intentions! You are also well-informed. The Ministry of Transportation is planning to build this expressway. It has just been pushed forward, and you have come up with the idea of this road.
!”
Xie Jianjun saw that Song Bingnan was in a high mood, so he laughed and said: "Governor Song, you see, the most critical and crucial point in the trade and logistics industry is convenient transportation. Without a developed transportation network, the capacity of trade and logistics will eventually be reduced."
It’s still limited.”
Song Bingnan smiled lightly and continued walking without expressing his position.
But as the provincial governor, as long as he does not object, this is a statement in itself.
Because they did not consider that Song Bingnan would be so interested in this small commodity city and stay for such a long time, the police and the district only arranged and cleared the first floor. The business order above the second floor remained unchanged.
Seeing Song Bingnan leading the provincial officials striding towards the stairs on the second floor, Xie Jianjun waved his hand in surprise. He lowered his voice to Peng Yuanzheng and said: "Comrade Yuanzheng, hurry up and arrange for people to clear the place. Except for the merchants, please try to remove all irrelevant personnel."
avoid!"
Peng Yuanzheng frowned and said: "Secretary Xie, there is no need to clear the place. I think the leader just wants to see the atmosphere of the place. If there is no passenger flow, wouldn't our commodity city become an empty shelf? Besides, there are many people above the second floor.
It’s hard to clear the place at once.”
Xie Jianjun wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw that Song Bingnan had already gone up the stairs, he hurriedly chased after him. Peng Yuanzheng turned around and waved to Xie Hui, indicating that he would immediately send people to the second floor to start security work. The governor of a province was here to inspect the work.
If something goes wrong, no one can bear the responsibility.
Song Bingnan went straight to the silk product area on the second floor. There were many merchants and customers on the second floor. At this time, when he saw a group of city leaders and many police officers swarming up, he knew that the big leaders from above were here. Many people gradually started to move towards
People gathered in the area where Song Bingnan and his party were inspecting - Chinese people have always had the habit of gathering together to watch the excitement, and the more people gathered, the more noisy they were.
The officers of the district public security bureau led by Xie Hui suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and formed a circle, with the provincial and municipal leaders in groups guarding them.
Even Peng Yuanzheng was a little nervous. He separated from everyone and stepped forward with a smile: "Old leader, don't you still have to look at the other two projects? I think it's almost time..."
Song Bingnan smiled calmly, waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go."
Song Bingnan put down a silk scarf in his hand, smiled gently at the shop owner who was standing respectfully, then turned and left. He knew that if he stayed any longer, he would definitely cause trouble for the people below.
Xie Jianjun, Peng Yuanzheng and others accompanied Song Bingnan to separate from the crowd and go downstairs. Li Mingran, who was accompanying him, had just walked a few steps when he turned back and asked Li Xueyan, the accompanying director of the district committee office, to stay and pick out a few high-quality silk scarves as gifts.
As souvenirs for officials from the province.
Li Xueyan smiled knowingly and nodded in agreement. She had just seen Song Bingnan and others outside the store who were very interested in the scarf styles of this store, and this idea came to her mind.
Li Xueyan was picking out silk scarves with a female clerk from the district committee office. She had a list of provincial officials who were visiting with Song Bingnan. They said they were giving one as a gift, but it was a gadget. How could they only give one as a gift? So Li Xueyan chose
We have several types of silk products, silk scarves, silk pajamas, bedding, etc., one set for each person.
Not long after, Peng Yuanzheng called Li Xueyan and asked her to issue an invoice, indicating that it was Peng Yuanzheng's personal purchase and that he paid for it personally and could not use public funds. Peng Yuanzheng was careful and adhered to his principles to this extent. As a subordinate,
, Li Xueyan could only smile bitterly and be speechless.
But since Peng Yuanzheng said so, she could only do it.
…
Song Bingnan went to see a few more projects and stayed at the reception desk of the district committee in the evening. According to his request, there was a working dinner in the evening. As usual, only Xie Jianjun and Peng Yuanzheng accompanied him to the meal. No other city leaders were allowed to attend.
In the small restaurant on the second floor of the district committee's reception office, although Song Bingnan said he wanted to have a work meal, Peng Yuanzheng still served seven dishes and one soup, but they were all ordinary dishes, without delicacies.
Under the "insistence" of Xie Jianjun and Peng Yuanzheng, Song Bingnan agreed to open a bottle of red wine at the table as a token of appreciation. When the meal was almost finished, Li Xueyan came up with a beautifully packaged silk product, and Peng Yuanzheng turned around and caught a glimpse
. He stood up and walked over, whispered a few words to Li Xueyan, and then asked her to put the gifts into the car coming from the province.
Peng Yuanzheng came over with a box, took out a colorful silk scarf and said with a smile: "Governor Song, it is rare for provincial leaders to come to inspect our work at the grassroots level. I personally prepared some small gifts for the leaders. They are local gifts.
Specialty silk scarves and silk products. It’s the kind that the leaders were looking at just now. Leaders, please give me the face to accept the latest chapter of Begging for Life!”
Peng Yuanzheng openly gave gifts, which already surprised Song Bingnan and others. Hearing Peng Yuanzheng directly emphasize "a small gift prepared by himself" made them even more stunned. Song Bingnan's entourage subconsciously looked at Song Bingnan. They followed the provincial leaders
When I came down to inspect the work, there were many people giving gifts, but there were absolutely none like Peng Yuanzheng on the table.
Xie Jianjun hurriedly laughed and said: "Governor Song, fellow provincial leaders, please accept this gadget with a smile on your face. It's not worth anything! I just told Comrade Yuanzheng that if he doesn't pay, I will pay for it!"
Song Bingnan pondered for a while. Then he smiled loudly: "Comrade Xiao Peng, you can take advantage of loopholes! Forget it. Since it is a gift bought by you personally, comrades can accept it as they wish - but, you guys
Don’t take the gifts from Comrade Yuanzheng in vain. After returning, we will promote the silk enterprises in Xin’an City! I think this is the real purpose of Comrade Jianjun and Comrade Yuanzheng giving us gifts!”
Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
Song Bingnan put down the chopsticks in his hand, pointed at Peng Yuanzheng and made a half-joke: "We agreed that we will pay for it personally, not public funds! If you let me know that you faked a shot with me, you will be criticized!"
Peng Yuanzheng pretended to smile bitterly: "Governor Song, how dare I!"
Everyone laughed again.
Xie Jianjun glanced at Peng Yuanzheng with a smile, but felt a little strange in his heart: Peng Yuanzheng does not follow the crowd, and he appears to be "very flexible" in many cases; but if he is said to "follow the crowd", he shows it everywhere.
Distinctive personality style.
Perhaps Song Bingnan's attaché would not really take Peng Yuanzheng's words seriously, thinking that "personal contribution" was just a cover, but Song Bingnan knew that since Peng Yuanzheng said so, he must have done so. Those who believe this
and Xie Jianjun, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee.
It is really amazing to give gifts to provincial leaders with such "white and rosy" gifts.
However, for Xie Jianjun, the most important thing is to receive Song Bingnan and his party well and satisfy the provincial leaders. As long as the goal can be achieved, it doesn't matter if the process and method are "fancy".
…
night.
In the dark night, Peng Yuanzheng quietly accompanied Song Bingnan out of the hotel where the reception was located, and slowly walked eastward along the newly built Jian'an Avenue. In the cold wind and the temperature was very low, Song Bingnan wrapped his coat tightly and put his hands behind his back.
behind, feet
Step by step calmly. A leader is a leader. At Song Bingnan's level, official prestige has penetrated deeply into his daily necessities, food, housing, and transportation. Even if they are in private contact and do not support each other, he still maintains the demeanor of a provincial governor invisibly.
"Expedition, Secretary Hou originally proposed to appoint you directly as the mayor, but I had a different opinion." Song Bingnan suddenly stopped and said in a condensed voice.
Peng Yuanzheng smiled and did not answer the question. He knew that Song Bingnan would continue talking.
"You have a solid foundation and substantial achievements in your position at the county level. You have also served as a member of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee for several years. However, your qualifications are still insufficient for the deputy department. Therefore, in the spirit of serving you for the long term in the future,
After thinking about it, I suggest that the Provincial Party Committee slow down and let Xie Jianjun take charge of the city's work for the time being, and give you time for transition and preparation."
"Well, I understand, thank you Uncle Song for taking care of me." Peng Yuanzheng smiled.
Song Bingnan nodded slightly, "You still have a very high voice among the higher-ups in the province. Secretary Hou appreciates you very much. If you go to the province in the future, you can visit Secretary Hou as appropriate. Secretary Hou once mentioned it to me in private.
"
This is a hint from Song Bingnan. Provincial Party Committee Secretary Hou Nianyuan already knows Peng Yuanzheng's true life experience. Although Mr. Feng has retired now, let alone Feng Botao is still in office. Mr. Feng's invisible influence in the domestic political arena alone is enough.
Let Hou Nianyuan deliberately take the initiative to make friends.
Peng Yuanzheng nodded and said nothing.
He knew very well that his political achievements and his work ability were well-known and obvious to all. As long as nothing unexpected happened, he would be the mayor of Xin'an. This was the key factor, and the factors at home were the icing on the cake at most.
From a department-level cadre to today, what Peng Yuanzheng is proud of is that although he borrowed his family background, he arranged for you to arrive at the post before the Decision Day and May Day. In these few months,
You still have to focus your main energy on the overall work in advance, so as not to be caught off guard." Song Bingnan smiled softly, "Come on, come with me to Jiangbei University to see Song Guo and his wife. This kid is also a stubborn ass, and he will not live or die.
I’m willing to leave Xin’an!”
Although Song Bingnan is the governor and works in the province, Song Guo, as the governor's son, is extremely low-key. At Jiangbei University, except for some senior leaders and very familiar colleagues, not many people know his identity. He
Unwilling to leave the university, he still teaches at Jiangbei University. In his free time, he and his wife Huang Yingying take care of their children, and the family of three enjoys themselves happily.
Huang Yingying is the daughter of the Huang family, and the financial resources of the Huang family can be imagined. Therefore, as the son-in-law of the Huang family, Song Guo, no matter how low-key he is, actually leads a life of fine clothing and fine food. However, he rarely reveals his private life and behavior to the outside world.
Just a very simple style.
Song Guo and his wife lived in a newly developed villa area in the city, and the house was given to them by Huang Dalong. Peng Yuanzheng accompanied Song Bingnan for a while, got on the car sent by Huang Dalong to pick him up at the edge of Jian'an Square, and went straight to Song Guo's house.
Small home.
Huang Dalong's parents (i.e. Song Guo's father-in-law and mother-in-law), Huang Dalong and his wife, and Song Guo and his wife had been waiting outside the community. When they heard that the governor was coming, the Huang family members all mobilized.
Although Song Bingnan frowned secretly, he was still an in-law, so he had nothing to say, so he put on a smile and shook hands with the Huang family couple.
Song Guo and Huang Dalong surrounded Peng Yuanzheng and began to "raise troops to investigate." The three were old friends for many years, and they were Peng Yuanzheng's purest personal friends while serving in Xin'an. However, because Peng Yuanzheng was too busy with work in the past two years, Huang Dalong
The invitation to Song Guo was repeatedly rejected, so when they met this time, the two of them naturally said nothing.