Chapter 762
Time passed quietly in the dullness, and in the blink of an eye it was 1992.
Snow has already fallen in the north, but the winter in Yongcheng is still warm and humid, but the wind in the twelfth lunar month is still a bit chilly.
Before the Laba Festival, a top-down push quietly arrived. An invisible spring breeze had blown from south to north, along television, newspapers and other media, quietly across the land of China.
The chief of national construction has visited several important cities one after another. This inspection will last for about a month. It is destined that during the Spring Festival, the whole country will pay attention to this unprecedented action.
During this period, the topic of conversation at the dinner table in every household always revolved around the figure of the old man in the news.
He stood in the factory building in the Special Economic Zone and sat on a speeding train. The words "development is the only hard truth" were like a stone thrown into the center of a lake, creating ripples in everyone's heart.
Su Miao, who had experienced his previous life, knew that during the inspection, the chief made an important speech with far-reaching influence on 6 parts and 18 aspects.
The speech started from reality, stood at the height of the times, and summarized the experiences and lessons of more than ten years of opening up.
Every word was like a hammer, smashing the concerns that had been lingering in people's minds for years and injecting a shot of confidence into the hesitant local governments and the people who were eager to try.
From then on, the whole country seemed to have pressed the accelerator, the wave of ideological emancipation hit every corner, and everyone moved forward with great strides, pushing the reform into a new stage.
Brother Xiaopang was sitting in the office, and the bright winter sun in Nanning made his eyes a little dazed.
There was a newspaper on the desk, and the headline on the front page was eye-catching: "Emancipate the Mind, Seize the Opportunity"
He pointed to the paragraph circled in red in the newspaper: "Reform and opening up must be bolder, and we must dare to experiment... We must boldly try and boldly break through."
There was a sudden knock on the office door. It was Secretary Kobayashi:
"Mr. Pan, Wang Dachui just called and said he wants to invite you for morning tea tomorrow."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Little Fatty's mouth, and he tapped his fingertips on the newspaper: "Tell him that I'm in Zhucheng to inspect a project and won't be back in Yongcheng until next week."
Secretary Xiao Lin said "OK" and turned to leave, but was stopped by the fat guy again:
"By the way, tell him that it's windy in Zhucheng, so tell him to wear more clothes."
Secretary Kobayashi was stunned for a moment, not understanding the deeper meaning of the words. He thought it was just a casual reminder from the boss, nodded, and walked out.
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Su Miao sat in the corner of the library, flipping through the newspaper in front of him for the third time.
The general secretary's speech echoed across the country like spring thunder, and she could almost hear the roar of the wheels of history turning.
"Miao Miao, the department just announced that we'll organize a study session on the spirit of the Southern Tour Speech!" He Rong hurried over and spoke in a low voice, her cheeks flushed from running.
Su Miao closed the newspaper and said with a smile:
"It's only been a week since the Southern Tour began, right? Judging from the situation, are we going to learn along the way?"
He Rong leaned closer to Su Miao and rubbed her red, frozen hands:
"That's right. Winter vacation is coming up in a few days. The department said we should have a concentrated study session first to improve our ideological awareness. We have to keep an eye on the news even when we go home during the vacation.
After the Southern Tour is over, we will definitely have to organize special studies at the beginning of the school year, and I heard we will have to write reflections on our experiences.”
She leaned close to Su Miao's ear, her tone filled with a hint of excitement and trepidation:
"Miao Miao, do you think there will really be big changes this time? My uncle's factory is saying that they might go into a shareholding system in the future."
Su Miao looked at the snow outside the window and was silent for a few seconds before he slowly spoke. His voice was not loud but very clear:
“It’s more than a change, it’s a revolution.”
The meeting room of Shunfa Real Estate was filled with smoke like a steamer.
Wang Dachui threw the documents in his hand onto the table, scattering them all over the floor. He grabbed his hair and paced back and forth in the room, the soles of his shiny leather shoes making a rustling sound on the cement floor.
The news was playing on TV, and the more he listened, the more anxious he became.
He stopped abruptly, his voice rising an octave: "Why hasn't Mr. Pan come back yet? This is urgent, finding someone is harder than climbing to the sky!"
Old Zhang glanced at the TV screen hesitantly, and on the screen, the old man was inspecting enterprises in the Special Zone, chatting and laughing.
The worry in his heart about his boss's radical decision was melting away little by little like ice in the fire.
He had previously advised his boss to "play it safe," but the overwhelming reports in the news these days and the gossip that came back from the grapevine made him unable to sit still.
Mr. Wang might have really spotted the right opportunity this time. We have to hurry to Zhucheng to reserve a spot!
After waiting for several days, Wang Dachui finally met Brother Xiaopang.
He eagerly reiterated his intention to enter the Zhucheng real estate industry.
"Boss Pan! You're finally back! How was your visit to Zhucheng this time? Did you read the news? The old man has spoken. This is a godsend opportunity! We at Shunfa Real Estate are close at hand and have the upper hand, so we have to hurry!"
Hearing this, the fat boy raised his eyes, smiled faintly, and shook his head:
"Not very good. All the problems I mentioned before still exist. It's useless to relax the policies. It won't help."
These words were like a bucket of cold water, poured over Wang Dachui's head.
The smile on his face froze, and his tone suddenly became aggressive:
"Mr. Pan, I don't know why you're always picking on Zhucheng! I'm the largest shareholder of Shunfa Real Estate, and I'm putting this out there—I'm not here to discuss this with you, I'm here to inform you. Whether you agree or not, I've already secured this Zhucheng project!"
He leaned forward, his voice a bit boastful:
"To be honest, I've already asked someone to contact the investment promotion office in Zhucheng. They said that as long as the funds are in place, we can choose any plot of land and sign the contract after the new year."
The fat boy took a sip of tea slowly and said:
"Mr. Wang, people with different ideals cannot work together. Since we have different ideas about the path of development, it would be awkward to continue to be tied together. It would be better for us to separate now to avoid conflicts and damage to the harmony in the future."
Wang Dachui was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to directly propose breaking up the partnership. A calculating light flashed in his eyes.
He frowned hypocritically: "Mr. Pan, what do you mean? Is it because of the Zhucheng project?"
The fat boy leaned back and crossed his hands in front of his abdomen:
"That's what I mean. I have 30% of the shares, worth 200,000 yuan. Do you want to take it?"
"200,000?" Wang Dachui screamed, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"Mr. Pan, you're serious, right? With Shunfa's small fortune, 30% of the shares costs 200,000? You're not using your own Anye to value it, are you?
Shunan's scale is not even half the size of Anye's. This price is outrageous!"
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