Vol 6 Chapter 306: Push the heart

In Wuliao after winter, it was very late in the morning. When the children in middle and high school started to run exercises with sleepy eyes, the whole town gradually woke up from their sleep.

There are more cars on the road, and more and more people's windows are lit up.

In the restaurants along the street, the shutter doors were pulled up, and the chairs were laid out from the table one by one. The steamed buns and buns were moved to the door by the waiter. There was also the fritters that had just been picked up from the pot. It exudes an alluring fragrance to the surrounding without hesitating.

The mobile food stalls are also crowded everywhere. The uniform trolley is supported. The raging fire rises. The noodles are put in a thick pan with a thick layer of oil. It spreads, and the fragrance that can arouse your gluttons all at once...

The whole city is gradually becoming lively and warm in the fireworks full of life.

In the central square, there were no disturbing square dances at this time, but the old people still ruled the entire square.

Here, you can see all kinds of qigong from the north to the south, as well as the relatively unified Tai Chi—just a big watermelon, cut in half with one knife, half for you, and half for him.

There are still a few people who play equipment, but their equipment mainly refers to all kinds of swords. In order to match the somewhat ancient scabbard and the red tassel on the hilt, many people also provide corresponding equipment. Practice clothes...

These old people who could not sleep in the morning, could only stay at home, stay in bed, or do a few breast enlargement exercises at most in front of the door, but now they found a place and burst out. To the enthusiasm of his youth.

Middle-aged people, and young people who can still have the perseverance to get up from the warm bed on such mornings, generally choose to run in several parks, along the trails along the river, or in the martyrs’ cemetery along that Climb up one level of steps.

Sheng Zheng used to like to run along the river. After the National Day, he suddenly changed the way of morning exercises. Every morning, without fear of wind and rain, he would go to the Martyrs Cemetery to climb mountains.

After reaching the highest platform, he will rest for a long time midway.

Just watched from the foot to the distance, a light followed by a light, window after window, building and building, mountain and mountain... gradually light up... Finally, the sky It's all lit...

These ordinary scenes are not enough for him now.

This morning, he took a long breath and patted on the railing. As he was about to go down the mountain, a person came by, "The county chief,"

Sheng Zheng turned around and took a look, "Oh, Lao Huang,"

He looked at Huang Chengzhong, who was wearing a sports suit, a down vest and a water glass in his hand, "Have you been climbing here?"

"Yes, I can't run very well now, but climbing is fine," Huang Chengzhong, like him, also stood in front of the railing.

"It looks good," Sheng Zheng waved his hand, "It feels like a **** watch."

"Yes, it's more beautiful than ours, and more spectacular than ours, but I always feel that it's ours, the most beautiful," Huang Chengzhong said.

"Because those cities, no matter how beautiful and magnificent, are not ours," Sheng Zheng smiled. "They are like other people's wives. No matter how beautiful, you can't love them."

Huang Chengzhong smiled. After all, he is someone who has grandchildren, so he is not suitable for making such a joke.

He pointed his hand to the front, "I remember when the county magistrate first came, there were not many houses across the river, and now the river is as lively as here,"

"When the county magistrate first came, no matter it was on the opposite side or here, the back of the mountain was very deserted, but now you see, even those mountains are all houses, around here and there, after a few layers of mountains, we can’t see clearly. , It's full of people..."

"Lao Huang, don't talk about it," Sheng Zheng interrupted him. "Today's wind is quite cold."

He held back and didn't rub his eyes. My mother's children are so old, how could he still be so sentimental?

"Go down," he turned around on the platform, looking around, "Go down, it's time for breakfast,"

At this time, more and more people came here to climb the mountain. The two of them greeted people they didn't know, while slowly climbing down the stairs.

"The problem that Yiping is worried about now seems to be no problem," Sheng Zheng said. "I also hope to see Wuliao go on like this, and a healthy path can be found, which can be seen by many people. So, economic development does not need to be a real estate theory.

After Feng Yiping and him both realized that real estate might have an unstable impact on the future development of Wuliao, he invited the current Provincial Party Committee Policy Research Office and is also the deputy director of the Provincial Development Research Center. Guo Guojian, who was in charge of Wuli'ao before him, finally came up with a plan based on learning advanced concepts from other places and combining Wuliao's reality.

One of the most important measures of this plan is to establish an urban investment company directly under the town, which will include land acquisition and reserves, the balance of arable land, the requisition of construction land, and the construction of low-rent housing and public rental housing. Companies.

They also gave it the function of a financing platform.

With this company, the town government’s control over the land can be guaranteed. While ensuring sufficient land supply, it has also built an appropriate proportion of low-rent housing and public rental housing. With such a measure, plus the entire With the continuous expansion of Wuli'ao Town and scientific and reasonable planning, the housing prices in Wuli'ao will definitely be controlled at a reasonable level in the future.

We will never fall into the vicious circle of housing prices driving land prices and land prices driving up housing prices.

"The key is our reconstruction of the village below," Huang Chengzhong said. "The road to the village will be better and better, and the village will be better and better. Everyone likes to live in the village, even the young people. It’s hard to fry the real estate prices."

"Yiping has long been a good example in this regard," Sheng Zheng said. "When all our villages are almost at the level of Feng Jiachong, who would be patient to live in the town?"

"In a few years, when I retire, I will definitely go back to the village," Huang Chengzhong said.

When everyone's life is better and the village organization has authority, especially Feng Jiachong's example is placed there, all villages want to change their original appearance and can also change their original appearance.

Although Wuliao is developing better and better, many villages below, like Fengjiachong, are slowly developing towards a small town.

"Lao Huang, do you know what I am worried about is this," Sheng Zheng said.

"What?" Huang Chengzhong didn't react.

"In a few years, it's time for you to retire," Sheng Zheng said. "Even if you delay for a few years, you will always retire. I am worried that at that time, some things may not be as smooth as they are now."

"Not all people can be like Yiping, just thinking about making this place better and better, instead of pointing to it to make money without planning,"

"Not everyone can see as far as Yiping,"

"But when you retire, how can you guarantee that the person who takes over will cooperate so well like you and Yiping?"

It can be said that with Huang Chengzhong in the position of deputy mayor, Feng Yiping can build his hometown according to his own vision.

"At that time, if the person in charge also has some ideas, it will be easy for them to overthrow the foundation we laid today and start over,"

Huang Chengzhong thought for a while, "The county magistrate has a good eye. Who do you think we can train now?"

He naturally thought of this problem, and he also wanted to select a few people from the local cadres to train them and take over his own class in the future.

"This is one aspect, but we can't guarantee that the selected person will be as dedicated as you ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has a big picture," Sheng Zheng said, "So I think the most important thing is to make a change. Some of his practices,"

"We all know that Yiping doesn't want to get too close to the government, but Lao Huang, do you think that Yiping is a little too cherishing feathers?"

"Wuliao is not another place, not a county seat, not a city, nor a provincial seat. He expressed some concern appropriately or regularly. What's the problem?"

"Everyone knows that even if he speaks about certain issues in the town, it must be out of public interest."

"Old Huang, I suggest you, or talk to Yiping, from now on, how much interference in some things in the town?"

"The more he cares directly about the town, the happier and more assured the people in the town."

The mountain wind is a bit cold, but Sheng Zheng said it warmed up, "The important thing is that he is stronger, some people will not give birth to some thoughts that shouldn't be, don't you think?"

"Tell him about it,"