Yuan Fangguo went straight to the point. He first gave a brief report on the construction of the park to the leaders of the factory, and then raised the issue of the land use for the park.
Wen Chunlai had been looking at Bao Youwei's face before, but now he turned his gaze to Wu Jingzhong's face. The meaning was very clear. He knew the situation of the land, and Wu Jingzhong should not act recklessly.
Wu Jingzhong felt the vicious look in the old secretary's eyes. He didn't speak, nor did he dare to speak.
Bao Youwei had only taken office two years ago and was not familiar with the situation of the land. He thought the land was included in the factory's asset list.
"This is difficult to handle. I need to consult my superiors."
Wen Chunlai immediately shouted, "Director Bao, there's no need to ask for permission. It's at Hongqi Trading Company, and the legal representative is Wu Jingzhong."
After finishing speaking, Wen Chunlai once again looked at Wu Jingzhong's face with his extremely sharp eyes.
Wu Jingzhong was a little surprised by the old secretary's gaze. He didn't understand the reason.
Wu Jingzhong nodded after a moment. "The old secretary is right. That piece of land is indeed owned by Hongqi Trading Company. In 1985, Hongqi Trading Company was spun off as a separate entity. At the time, I was the assistant factory director and general manager of the trading company. Therefore, that piece of land is no longer part of the company's assets."
Bao Youwei was furious. He didn't even know about this. If the old secretary hadn't known about it, this piece of land might have become Wu Jingzhong's private plot.
"That's perfect. Let's sell the land. The Chinese New Year is just over two months away, and the money from the land sale can help with our urgent needs." Bao Youwei said loudly.
Wenchun looked at Yuan Fangguo without saying anything. His eyes indicated that Yuan Fangguo could express his attitude.
Yuan Fangguo nodded and said, "Our company can also buy this land. I want to know the approximate area of mu."
"More than 300 acres." Wu Jingzhong said with a frown.
Bao Youwei was surprised again. He originally thought that there were only more than 100 acres, but suddenly more than 300 acres appeared.
He couldn't help but ask, "Old Wu, is your data accurate?"
There's no way to deny this kind of thing. Wu Jingzhong nodded, "It should be around 320 mu. The data I gave is within an error of 10 mu."
"According to the current land prices in Chengdu, one mu should cost at least 10,000 yuan," said Bao Youwei.
"That's construction land, this is wasteland, and their locations are also different." The old director immediately refuted.
"Isn't wasteland also construction land?" Bao Youwei deliberately confused the concepts.
"The most fundamental difference is their nature. One is for commercial construction, and the other is for municipal use."
"This park only serves the employees of the machinery factory. How can it be considered municipal land? And can Mr. Yuan ensure that the park will be built without charging any fees to the public? So this is also commercial land." Bao Youwei said loudly.
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The two sides engaged in a heated debate.
When the argument was heated, Bao Youwei sneezed several times in succession. After sneezing, his whole body began to tremble.
"Why is it so cold?"
When Ji Gaoguan touched the radiator, it was already cold.
“There’s no heat.”
"Why is there no heating at this time?" Bao Youwei was very angry. He quickly asked the girl from the factory office to bring him his coat.
Yuan Fangguo and the others didn't really notice that the heating was gone out.
Bao Youwei put on his down jacket, sneezed a few times in succession, and drank a gulp of hot tea, only then did he stop the invasion of cold air.
Yuan Fangguo then found the regulations and gave Bao Youwei a good lesson on commercial land and municipal land.
After listening to this, Bao Youwei stopped talking.
However, Wu Jingzhong rolled his eyes and said, "Old Secretary, this price involves the welfare of our workers during New Year's Day and Spring Festival, so it can't be too low."
This was something that the old secretary, the old director, and Uncle Scar had not expected. Previously, they had stubbornly believed that Bao Youwei, Wu Jingzhong and others would not use the money as welfare for the workers, but now it turned out to be a trump card for them.
"Is this money really all used to provide welfare?" The old secretary quickly found a breakthrough.
Bao Youwei was stunned for a moment. If he didn't make some money, he would be letting down his earnest advice to them.
After a long pause, Bao Youwei said, "It's probably impossible to do all of them, but most of them are fine."
When Scar heard this, he asked angrily, "What are you going to do with the remaining part?"
"The factory still needs to operate, right? Shouldn't we consider connecting heating to everyone?" Bao Youwei said.
"There are not many places in Bashu with heating, and they are still living well. I think no one should provide heating for them." Uncle Scar got furious when the topic of heating was mentioned.
"You can't say that. Just because you don't need it doesn't mean others don't need it. I think the workers' committee has become a little distorted sometimes, always imposing its own ideas on others. By the way, Lao Du, how long has it been since the workers' committee held an election?" After Wu Jingzhong finished speaking slowly, he turned his gaze to Ji Gaoguan.
"Three years, about."
"What about the term of office?"
"Two years."
"This has expired. I have to be honest here. You criticize the factory party committee for not following the rules every day, but what about you? This workers' committee has expired for a year, and you haven't even held an election. Do you still want to control it?" Wu Jingzhong became more and more stern as he spoke, and his fingers couldn't help but knock on the table.
"If the factory party committee doesn't guide us, how can we vote? Then you will label us as gathering a crowd to cause trouble." The old director said bluntly.
"There are so many things to deal with in the factory. You should take the initiative to report this kind of thing." Wu Jingzhong said angrily, "After you report it, the factory will naturally provide guidance and supervision."
Seeing that both sides had begun arguing over this issue again, seemingly without end, Wang Chunlai quickly tried to smooth things over. "Everyone, please stop arguing. As the director of the Workers' Committee, I have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter. As you all know, I've been in poor health these past two years, and my memory is sometimes poor, so I might forget things. So, after we go down, our Workers' Committee will submit the election request and await the factory Party Committee's approval."
Wenchunlai took the initiative to take responsibility and thus skipped the topic.
"So, as for the price, we have to follow the Damiao Town price." Bao Youwei felt that he had a cold. He wanted to leave this empty ice cave as soon as possible, so he said quickly.
His opinion was agreed by everyone.
"Then adjourn the meeting. Lao Du will go back and investigate the price of land in Damiao Town. We will continue the meeting on Saturday."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bao Youwei sneezed a few more times, and this time his nose almost snotted out.
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