I really don't know how these people passed the police academy exam. They do nothing but eat and do nothing all day long. No wonder they get scolded so badly.
If he were Zhou Siyu, he would have said even harsher things.
Unbeknownst to everyone, a small golden vine on the ceiling had a clear view of everything.
Yu Wei retracted the vines, slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils as deep and unfathomable as an ancient pool.
Zhang Qing died while he was in custody, which largely cleared him of suspicion.
From the conversation among the police officers, it was learned that Zhang Qing and Zhang Jin died in the same way: both were impaled on the heart by sharp vines. Both died after conflicts with Zhou Siyu, making it hard not to suspect that someone was deliberately targeting them.
Two murders suddenly occurred in the usually peaceful Luojiang, causing quite a stir. Newspapers and large screens in the city center have been continuously displaying the news.
Meanwhile, the development team formed by the Alliance government also officially entered Luojiang City with funds and joined forces with Zhou Siyu.
"Si Yu".
The young man's clear voice rang out, bearing a striking resemblance to Yu Wei's voice.
Zhou Siyu, who was dozing in the chair, looked up, smiled at the person who came in, and said, "Yu Cong? I didn't expect that the person in charge would be you."
Yu Cong, the youngest son of Yu Wei's uncle, is the same age as Zhou Siyu. He currently works at the Alliance Interstellar Bank and is Yu Zhen's junior. He is an investment genius and has only recently graduated.
Zhou Siyu had met him several times for work purposes, and the two hit it off immediately and got along very well.
"Why isn't Weiwei here?"
When Yu Cong was a child, he especially liked to play at Yu Wei's place because there were lots of delicious things to eat. Yu Wei was weak and ate very little, so most of the nutritional supplements ended up in the stomachs of his younger cousins.
"He went to take care of some things." Zhou Siyu pointed to the seat. "Sit down."
"Okay, shall we get straight to the point?"
"Yu Zhen." Zhou Siyu gestured with his lips, indicating that he should go and present the draft proposal.
"Planet Twenty-Eight has many unique biological resources and a suitable climate, but its infrastructure is backward and the gap between the rich and the poor is too large. To completely change this situation, we must start with income."
"It's absolutely not enough for us to just give them money; we need to teach them how to make money."
"Work relief?" Yu Cong pondered for a moment. "It is indeed a good idea, but the consumption level here is also very low, making it almost impossible to complete the internal circulation."
“The domestic circulation certainly cannot consume products, so we need the external circulation, which means we need to start with transportation.”
According to the draft plan, they would recruit people from Planet Twenty-Eight to do some simple manual labor without any technical content to increase their income, while establishing production plants to consolidate family workshops into factories to produce goods for external sale.
In addition, land use will be planned uniformly according to different terrains to create a planet that integrates industry, agriculture, commerce and tourism.
“The plan is good, but there are still many difficulties.” Yu Cong frowned. “According to statistics, the average level of education here is less than primary school, and there is a lack of professional talent.”
“Talent introduction.” Zhou Siyu smiled. “The First Star District has millions of students graduating every year. Rather than letting them stay at home unemployed and overthink things, it’s better to send them down to the grassroots level for training.”
The development of Planet Twenty-Eight requires more people; the current population of this planet is clearly insufficient.
"Okay, we'll discuss that later. Let's continue."
Yu Cong nodded, signaling Yu Zhen to continue. The group had been discussing since morning until noon and were still eager to continue. If they weren't so hungry, they would have liked to keep discussing until evening.
A gentle breeze ripples across the lake, and elegant swans bow their heads to admire their reflections, while plump fish swim in the water.
The clear lake water reflected a delicate little pavilion, where a man in a suit sat leisurely in a rocking chair, eating peeled grapes.
Zheng Ming rushed over in a flurry, but seeing Zheng Hui calm and composed, he was furious.
"Brother, you still have the mind to eat grapes here? I'm getting so anxious."
"What's the rush?" Zheng Hui slowly raised his eyelids. "Third brother, how many times have I told you? Why can't you hold your temper?"
“Lin Qing has even traced it back to me.” Zheng Ming scratched his head in frustration. “They went to the Alliance University, found Zhang Jin’s classmate, and learned a lot of things.”
"I told you long ago, don't mess around with those wildflowers outside." Zheng Hui lowered his eyelids, playing with the walnut in his hand. "You're not just playing around, you're getting her pregnant."
“How was I supposed to know that someone who looks so innocent could be so scheming?” Zheng Ming sat down next to Zheng Hui dejectedly. “Brother, this time you’re really the only one who can help me.”
He betrayed his family, he deserves to die, but he can't die yet!
Besides, it wasn't that he didn't want to take responsibility; he just told Zhang Jin to find someone to marry first, and that he would deal with his family matters later. Who knew this would happen?
"The second son is more likely to be of help with this matter."
"Second brother?" Zheng Ming snorted contemptuously. "He's barely able to protect himself now."
Since Lin Qing arrived with his people, Zheng Zhao has been relegated to the category of unrelated personnel and can't see anything.
"Alright, I'll figure something out."
Zheng Hui sighed. He was also very annoyed. Zhou Siyu and his group wouldn't allow outsiders to handle the funds at all, and even the approval process bypassed the government of Planet Twenty-Eight. Meanwhile, the people sent from above were auditing the accounts every day, and judging by the looks of it, they wouldn't let up until they found something.
Although he's now effectively sidelined, he's still managed to make it impossible for these little ants to survive after all these years on Planet Twenty-Eight.
Relieved by Zheng Hui's promise, Zheng Ming breathed a sigh of relief. With his elder brother's intervention, there shouldn't be any problems.
As soon as they stepped outside, the driver opened the car door, and Zheng Ming was about to get in when a white car slowly came to a stop.
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