Jiangwei will become a city in the future, and Wahou and Waqian will become the core of this city. They really cannot accept this idea.
"Your idea is bullshit." Liang Wan was negative about Wan Feng's idea. They didn't have such an idea.
"What nonsense is this? My idea is that in the future, the entire Jiangwei, and even the entire Warriors and the entire Hongya will become the new industrial base of Beiliao Province. Our Wahou will be the center of this base. If it becomes a new industrial base, do you think this place will not become a city?"
If it really develops to that scale, even if you don't want to build a city, it will become a city by itself.
"To make such a big move, how many people and talents are needed? Where can we get so many talents?" Zhu Ping raised a key question.
Wan Feng has thought clearly about the issue of people and talents. From 1987 to the wave of layoffs 2000 years later, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that Liaoning Province accounted for half of the laid-off workers in the country. It is no exaggeration to say that it accounted for a quarter, which is about 10 million, so there is no problem.
This is Wan Feng’s greatest reliance. There are countless people and talents here. Although it is impossible for him to take all of these people over, he can still accommodate some of them.
If we can accommodate as many people as possible, we can prevent people from the Northeast from having to sing Errenzhuan and do live broadcasts in a few decades, and making people all over the country think that people from the Northeast are lazy.
Under the guidance of some media, the Northeast has used its blood and sweat to raise a large number of ungrateful people across the country. These ungrateful people are smearing and defaming the Northeast every day on the Internet and media.
Just like those people who slandered Nanhe people on the Internet in later generations.
Nanhe Province is the birthplace of the Chinese people. Slandering the people of Nanhe is indirectly equivalent to smearing the entire Chinese people. This is the sinister intention of some media.
Unfortunately, many people simply cannot see the truth of the matter. They have never interacted with the people of Nanhe in their lives, but they just follow suit and join in the fun.
Wan Feng believes that he has no ability to change this situation, but is willing to do his best to minimize the impact.
Why should we be called lazy? Why are we lazy?
Does anyone know that before 1988, Beiliao Province was a major taxpayer in the country. In the 1988 list of the top ten taxpayers in the country, four units in Beiliao Province occupied the top ten, namely Beiliao, Angang, Shenyang and Bohai.
Is this the lazy person that those ungrateful people are talking about? This is really the case of rice raising thieves.
At this moment, Wan Feng felt a surge of passion in his heart: "Talent will come. As long as there are phoenix trees, golden phoenixes will surely appear. We are planting phoenix trees now. In a few years, a large number of talents will flock here. In the future, our place will become the pillar of the country."
There are still ten years between the 1983 and 1993 layoffs. Wan Feng is confident that in these ten years, he can plant countless sycamore trees on this land, and by then, there will be phoenixes flying all over the sky.
He is a reborn person, and his head is filled with too many things from decades ago. Although it is impossible for him to restore and produce all these things by himself, he can use the power of others to slowly realize these things.
Since the brigade secretary is now one of them, perhaps he should also plan a blueprint for the entire Jiangwei Brigade.
Everyone climbed up the East Ridge from Luan Feng's house and then walked south while talking, and unknowingly arrived at the South Slope.
There is no arable land on the south slope, just a patch of short woods. There is now a village-run laying hen farm here with less than a thousand laying hens. The daily egg production almost meets the needs of the Wahou market.
There is also a two-year-old orchard where fruit farmers are tending.
The Nanling Mountains are lush green in April, with sprouting grass, green trees, and some wild flowers shyly blooming in the wilderness.
"What will we do here in the future?" Zhu Ping asked as they walked.
"Let's use it as an orchard for now. It will have other uses in the future. Every inch of land will have its use in the future. Not a single cent will be wasted."
Now it seems that the area of Wahou is too small, and even the area of Jiangwei Brigade is too small, which is not enough to support such a huge plan of his.
But it doesn't matter, he believes there will be a broader world for him to display his talents.
Finally we arrived at Xiling. By the time we came back from Xiling, it was already past 4:30 in the afternoon, and several of us were already sore from walking.
Wan Feng didn't plan to accompany them, so he went home when he passed by his home.
Wan Feng first went to his grandma's house. Tomorrow he will take his grandma and grandpa to the county hospital for a physical check-up.
"What? Go to the hospital? Why go to the hospital when you are not sick? You little beast." Grandma was unhappy on the spot.
"Grandma, let's go get a physical examination. You're old now, and the probability of getting sick increases greatly with age. We should check in advance and eliminate any symptoms before they become serious. It's better to be prepared. And you probably haven't even been to the county town, so I'll accompany you and grandpa to stroll around the county town."
I guess my grandma may have been to the county town when she was young, or she may not have been there. One cannot live a lifetime without knowing what a county town looks like.
"I'm not going. I have so much work to do at home, how can I have time to go shopping?"
It’s just a few chickens, ducks, geese and dogs. What’s the big deal?
Compared with grandma's opposition, Wan Feng's grandpa did not express any opposition and just smiled and said nothing.
"You have to go. Our lives are getting better now. Don't you want to live a few more decades to see more of our happy future?"
"Of course I hope so!"
"Then just come with me tomorrow. It's settled. We'll take a bus to the county town tomorrow morning." Wan Feng decided the matter directly, leaving no chance for grandma to regret.
After agreeing on the matter, Luan Feng returned home. He had just returned from get off work and was in high spirits.
"If you have anything happy to say, tell me and I will share it." Wan Feng sat by the stove and lit the fire for Luan Feng, while Luan Feng was busy steaming buns.
She knew that Wan Feng was used to eating noodles and loved steamed buns.
"I'm so happy when I think I can torture you again at night."
The fire poker in Wan Feng's hand fell to the concrete floor with a clang, and his face was full of black lines. Could it be that this woman had been thinking about this all day?
Love affair?
No, that word is inappropriate here. They are a serious couple, and all they lack is a marriage certificate. It is not the same as adultery.
"Can we talk about something more serious? You're talking about this right after you get back?"
"What's that nonsense?"
"A decent woman wouldn't think about this all day long."
"You're saying I'm not serious?"
"That's what you said yourself."
Luan Feng kicked Wan Feng lightly on the butt.
"Besides, I'm not serious. The lowest I can get tonight is four happy fortunes."
Come on, sister!
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