Then Zhang Qizhi mentioned that Da Mi was going to build a large stadium.
"A project worth hundreds of millions?"
"I don't know. They want to build a modern stadium that can hold 50,000 to 60,000 people. It must cost at least several hundred million yuan!" Zhang Qizhi said.
"Okay, I got it. You figure out how to secure this project, and I'll send someone with the money right away. Take care of all the necessary arrangements, like bribes and entertainment. Just provide the personnel list; you don't need to worry about the rest," the person on the phone instructed.
"What if Wei Laisong were to lead this project?"
"It'll be settled the same way. A lot of the time it's about exchanging favors. If you can't get a deal, aren't there other people involved? You figure out who's involved in this rice project, and I'll take care of the rest."
The person on the phone still spoke in a domineering tone, as if they were in complete control.
Any engineering project involves numerous vested interests.
Especially for large-scale projects, if managed well, they can provide for several years.
Zhang Qizhi held a special meeting to set the tone for the construction of the rice stadium, and relevant departments were instructed to fully cooperate with the project.
This played a leading role; even without a concrete construction blueprint or a set total cost, a temporary preparatory group had already been formed in central Shandong.
The design firms in central Shandong province are always running around visiting Wei Laisong. Even though Wei Laisong is now down on his luck, he still calls him "old leader" all the time with such familiarity!
In short, Wei Laisong remained tight-lipped about which organization would design the blueprint.
They came to ask for a design before even choosing a location. To be honest, the design firms in central Shandong are still lacking in expertise.
Under Zhang Qizhi's arrangement, the temporary preparatory team has already begun its work.
However, in response, Shanghai and Shenzhen also sent preparatory liaison teams.
The letter has been sent; it's a formal, business-related letter, and we need Lu Zhong's cooperation.
When the teams from the two cities arrived in central Shandong, the municipal government took the initiative to receive them.
I also asked the two organizations what kind of contact they would be having with rice during their trip to central Shandong.
Xing Baohua wanted to build the world's first or second tallest skyscraper, which was a prestigious achievement, so he didn't hide it and said it right away.
The implication is that the rice company might be relocating its headquarters.
It's either Shanghai or Shenzhen.
Xing Baohua's most important company is in Hong Kong, and Pengcheng is just a stone's throw from Hong Kong. With current development, there are more and more electronics factories in Pengcheng.
Is there anything else in central Shandong that can help further develop rice production?
As for Shanghai's world's tallest skyscraper, that's just for show. Perhaps the headquarters will also be located in Shanghai, since Xing Baohua's large wafer fab is there.
The person who was greeting them was chatting and laughing, but actually, they were sweating bullets.
Since the rice factory was established in central Shandong, the province's GDP has consistently ranked among the top in the province.
This gold production rate is faster than opening three banknote printing plants. A large portion of the economy in central Shandong relies on rice to break records.
If the rice fields are relocated, wow! What will be left of the scenic beauty of central Shandong?
The person receiving the guests took the opportunity to go to the restroom and then quickly made a phone call to report that this was no small matter, but rather one that would determine the economic value of central Shandong.
If they are to be brought back to their original state, Luzhong will lose face big time.
Zhang Qizhi received the call and remained silent.
How can a large stadium compare to a motorcycle building? The construction costs are not even in the same league. Besides, the rice fields are going to be relocated; who tricked Xing Baohua into thinking they were going to relocate?
I suddenly thought of Wei Laisong; that guy never had any good intentions when he came to Luzhong.
Xing Baohua is a native of central Shandong. If he relocated the rice headquarters, it would indicate serious dereliction of duty. Anyone could guess that he and Xing Baohua were at odds, and perhaps under some pressure, Xing Baohua was forced to relocate the rice plantation.
He still wants to live a quiet and uneventful term, but his fate will probably be even worse than Wei Laisong's.
At this point, there's no time to complain about Wei Laisong's underhanded tactics. If you can make a move to take someone down, why can't they make a move in return?
Tell the secretary to immediately inform Xing Baohua's secretary that he wants to see Xing Baohua.
A moment later, Xing Baohua sent a message saying that he was busy and hadn't been available for a while.
Zhang Qizhi became incredibly popular, and even when the other party was busy, he still wanted to meet with them!
Unable to wait idly, they had no choice but to call their secretary and driver to intercept Xing Baohua with rice.
After arriving at the rice plantation, Zhang Qizhi's secretary went to inform them, only to be told by the office staff that the boss hadn't come to work since returning to central Shandong.
This made Zhang Qizhi particularly depressed.
Fortunately, he's now the top leader in central Shandong! How come he gets this kind of treatment?
After finding out where Xing Baohua lived and seeing that big villa, I thought to myself, "It's so nice to live the life of the rich!"
They couldn't even get through the gates of the villa area; nothing worked.
The gatekeeper wasn't an ordinary gatekeeper; he had a license. No amount of authority, power, or status mattered. He completely ignored us, just put his hands behind his back and said, "Try trying to get in."
Zhang Qizhi was so frustrated!
The driver had checked the security guard's ID and told Zhang Qizhi that he couldn't afford to mess with him. They weren't on the same system, so even if the other party hit him, the local authorities couldn't do anything about it.
He whispered the name of the other party's organization. Zhang Qizhi's eyes widened in confusion. Why would that department protect Xing Baohua?
What kind of contribution must one have made to deserve this kind of treatment?
If they won't let you in, then just wait at the entrance.
He refused to believe that Xing Baohua wouldn't come out.
The secretary kept calling Xie Yingying, but the line was always busy. I wonder how busy Xing Baohua's secretary was?
I called until my phone was almost out of battery before the other person answered, saying they were Zhang Qizhi's secretary and that Secretary Zhang urgently needed to speak with General Manager Xing.
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