Tang Jianan stared blankly at the ashtray on the table. Even the sound of his wife seeing off the guests at the door did not bring him back to his senses.
He subconsciously reached out and touched the cigarette box on the table.
Deflated.
The old employees who came to his house were indeed not polite at all.
The group of visitors who have just been sent away are the second group to arrive tonight.
In addition to the old comrades who retired before, there are two more who are preparing to retire this year.
Tang Jianan's mind was working rapidly. Among the more than 40 old employees who were preparing to retire, six came tonight.
This ratio is very high!
What everyone meant was that they wanted to know the Mining Bureau's plans and opinions on the future of the internal market.
A few more radical old comrades have revealed to him that if the market vitality can be half or even one-third of what it is today, it would not be a big deal even if their retirement classification is changed from provincial direct management to municipal management.
But the Office’s promise to revitalize the internal economy must be fulfilled!
Director Tang's eyes became more and more obscure. He didn't expect that the deadlock between him and Huang Jianmin could be resolved.
To be honest, he felt a little uneasy when he insisted on resisting Huang Jianmin's insistence on keeping the retirement relationship of retired and soon-to-retire employees in the gold company.
Because his action definitely went against the wishes of his superiors.
But facing those old colleagues and subordinates who had worked with him for the Mining Bureau for decades, Tang Jianan really couldn't do it, so he closed his eyes and ruthlessly separated from them.
Although Tan Jingjun and Li Xianghong spoke for him at the meeting on the surface, they had actually advised him privately.
As long as Huang Jianmin doesn't give in, the higher-ups will probably intervene directly in this matter and make the final decision!
Tang Jianan, who was in deep thought, let out a breath and kept stroking his chin.
"Even the worst stalls today are making over 20 yuan in profit, and the best ones are even making over 100 yuan!"
He stood up and began to pace slowly around the room.
"But can this thing that Xiao Zhang is doing last long?"
He had already made his final plan, prepared to take the disciplinary action himself and downgrade his retirement benefits in exchange for keeping the retirement benefits of his old colleagues unchanged.
But now, the internal economic revitalization office, which he had never had high hopes for, actually made him feel like he had reached the end of his rope, but now there was a ray of hope.
If this market can really be revitalized, judging from the attitudes of these old comrades, they would probably be willing to set up a stall or store in the market to earn extra money.
The light in Director Tang's study was on for the middle of the night.
The next day was not the day for the big market.
But because Zhang Hongcheng had people post notices in the market in advance, people living nearby all knew that the market was not open only on market days.
For example, those residents who did not receive the news yesterday, especially retired old men and women, rushed to the market in groups of three or five.
There are about a hundred noodle shops and stalls still in operation today.
There were about four to five hundred customers picking and choosing in the market.
At around nine o'clock, villagers who came from far away arrived one after another.
Most of them came here after hearing from people who had returned that the market would be open regularly.
The number of storefronts and stalls rented out soon exceeded half, and the customer flow also increased accordingly. Several broken-down trucks of the Mining Bureau's engineering team were repaired all night but were still not fixed!
"How many?!"
As night fell, Tang Jianan listened to the voice coming from the phone with a little surprise.
Xiong Min was reporting to him on the sales of the storefronts under the Internal Economic Revitalization Office in the market today.
Because Zhang Hongcheng and his team adjusted the goods and prices based on the sales on the first day.
So even though the number of people coming today was less than one-seventh of yesterday’s, the worst store still made 19 yuan!
"Look again, look again!"
Tang Jianan muttered to himself and casually touched the cigarette box in his pocket.
Well, it’s deflated again.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and immediately called the home of Deputy Director Le Haiping, who was in charge of the engineering team.
"Lao Le, please tow back all the broken-down cars tomorrow."
He wanted to see what it would be like to revitalize the market internally under normal circumstances.
But once again, contrary to his expectations, as the news continued to spread and ferment, the number of people rushing to the big market to set up stalls or shop on the third day was a little more than on the second day.
Even on the fourth day, after Zhang Hongcheng's continuous guidance and adjustments, the worst stall (not the storefront) of the office subordinates earned fifteen yuan!
Tang Jianan immediately summoned Li Xianghong, the deputy director who had always supported him, Tan Jingjun, and Deputy Director Chang who was in charge of finance, and they discussed the matter for most of the night.
Because tomorrow is the day when the big market is held again every six days.
Several leaders of the Zhaowangzhuang Town Committee got up especially early that day - because today was the day for the town market.
It was understandable that the town’s big market didn’t take place last time, but today’s big market…
Eh?
The town director, who was wearing clothes, rubbed his eyes hard.
In the dim morning light, several monster-like dump trucks, with headlights as bright as the eyes of giant beasts, were carefully dumping the slag in the truck beds onto the ground in the town.
Not far from the truck, an extremely large excavator was gently shoveling the bucket into the ground with the lightest movement...
What is going on here?
The town director, who had just woken up, was still a little confused. His first feeling was that he didn't expect that such a big thing could be so quiet!
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