Tiger Mountain Village, a provincial-level poverty-stricken village, had worn out three successive poverty alleviation cadres, yet it still maintained a stagnant attitude.
After a continuous ...
He smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, get in the car, let's get going!"
He got in the car again and drove forward. What appeared in front of Huo Qianli was still the flat concrete road. There was no more mud, nor the gravel road that was once widely praised.
However, although the road surface is flat, its width is not much better. It can basically only accommodate one car in a row. If two cars meet, they can only find a place to pass each other.
Fortunately, there are not too many cars in the countryside these days, so there are no major problems on weekdays.
But no one knew if it was bad luck, but just as they drove for a while, a black BMW came quickly from the opposite direction and stopped in front of Huo Qianli's car without hesitation. The horn sounded proudly, urging the reversing car to give way.
The driver rolled down the window and yelled, "You can pass the car behind you, just back up a few steps!"
In response, he received two even more arrogant and indifferent horn sounds.
The driver was not afraid, because behind him sat some of the most powerful people in Qianfu Town. He was not afraid even if it was a Porsche, let alone a BMW, and just drove forward a little.
This provocative move caused the door of the BMW to open immediately. A young man dressed (self-proclaimed) fashionably opened the door and walked out. He walked to Huo Qianli's car, kicked the door arrogantly with his pointed leather shoes, and looked at the driver, "Didn't you hear me shouting at you to get out of the way?"
The driver said calmly, "The place where the cars are going to pass each other is a hundred meters behind you. There are four of us and you are in one car. Just go back!"
The BMW driver smiled coldly, "I have never heard anyone yelling at me to give way here..."
"What's going on? Mr. Qian, what are you doing?"
At this moment, an anxious shout rang out, and the office director Luo Xinghua hurried over and bowed to Huo Qianli in panic, "Secretary, I'm sorry, I'll handle it!"
After saying that, he pushed the driver towards the BMW without saying anything. A few words came over him in the breeze, and I vaguely heard something like "give me some face".
Inside the car, it was quiet and depressing.
When the new secretary encountered such a thing during his first day of inspection in office, it was hard for anyone to laugh, or dare to laugh.
It was Huo Qianli who took the initiative to break the awkwardness, "Who is this?"
Wang Anquan turned his head and said, "Qian Yongping, the project manager of Renping Construction Company, is also the nephew of Qian Renping, the chairman of Renping Construction Company."
He paused, looked into Huo Qianli's eyes, and said meaningfully: "Renping Construction Company has a wide range of business in the industrial park, and has many workers under it. In addition, it has made a lot of money in recent years. As a young man, it is natural that he acts a little arrogantly."
Huo Qianli smiled faintly, "I can see that."
As he was speaking, the BMW driver finally gave in, or Director Luo finally persuaded him, and the black car slowly backed up.
Huo Qianli said, "Let's go."
The BMW was parked in the dirt by the roadside. Qian Yongping leaned on the car door, watching the town government's convoy slowly approaching, with a cigarette in his hand and a sarcastic smile on his face.
As the two cars passed each other, Qian Yongping saw the rear window of the first car slowly lowered, revealing an expressionless face and a cold look.
Those in a high position are majestic without getting angry.
The powerful aura he possessed made Qian Yongping shiver.
After the row of cars left, he dared to spit, "What a bullshit for a high-ranking official in a poor town to be so arrogant, it's not like he hasn't been punished before!"
After saying that, he flicked away his cigarette, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.
They were moving very fast on the flat concrete road. Huo Qianli and the others only needed to step on the accelerator to enter the territory of Hushan Village.
A tall billboard stood in the farmland beside the road, with eye-catching words written on it:
Dongjiang County Authentic Salvia Miltiorrhiza Industrial Park welcomes you!
The terrain was still familiar, but the factories that had sprung up from the ground and the cement roads that stretched in all directions like a spider web had completely wiped out the rural scenery that Huo Qianli had originally remembered.
Just as he was silently recalling the relevant information about the industrial park that he had read in the past two days, Qin Shan also started to introduce it, "Secretary Huo, after five years of development, the industrial park now has ten companies, six Chinese herbal medicine-related companies, three tertiary industry service companies, one construction company, and eight professional cooperatives. The park is equipped with a health station, a large supermarket, and entertainment venues. It has become another core of Qianfu Town."
As they were talking, the car had already driven to a place not far from the core area of Hushan Village, and the village committee was already in sight.
The neat and beautiful new village that Huo Qianli had imagined did not appear. Diagonally opposite the village committee, three rows of ten courtyards that he had promoted stood quietly.
Next to these ten courtyards, there are six rows of courtyards with the same appearance, with four households in each row, a total of twenty-four households, still arranged neatly and quietly next to each other as he had planned.
But that’s all.
The so-called three-phase plan only remained on the drawing board.
Instead, there are groups of bungalow courtyards, ordinary buildings, and a few very eye-catching small villas squeezed in around the village committee.
"Secretary Huo, let me explain it to you."
Without Huo Qianli asking, Qin Shan took the initiative to explain, "At the beginning, the second phase of the new village project was undertaken by Daqiang Construction Company, which was owned by the former village chief Gu Daqiang and his son. However, in the later stages of the construction, as the price of raw materials continued to rise and building materials were in short supply, the completion was delayed for a long time. Many villagers were dissatisfied and made a few troubles. Once, Gu Haitao even had his head broken. Finally, the second phase of the project was completed and delivered. I heard that Daqiang Construction Company lost some money, so they no longer undertook projects in Hushan Village."
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