Realizing they were serious, Xi Ping'an became even more curious. No one had given him a hint about this before, nor had anyone told him anything.
"Why would you suddenly want to build a power station? This is no small matter. Even at the provincial or higher levels, most people wouldn't dare to ask for permission!"
Qin Qingjiang came from the capital and had lived there for many years, so he was naturally aware of the situation.
To be honest, he truly admired his sister-in-law's courage, but his smile now also carried a hint of helplessness.
"Yes, I confirmed with him repeatedly, and I even called the garrison to confirm. They are serious. It was proposed by the couple, and everyone else agreed that although the process will be difficult, the prospects are promising. From any perspective, it is a major event that will benefit the people and is worth a try."
Moreover, if it is really built and connected to the power grid system in the future, no matter how much the south and Beijing restrict it, we will have a firm foothold. Therefore, they submitted the proposal as soon as possible, not wanting to waste time. They wanted to take advantage of the fact that others still looked down on it and fix the matter, binding us to stay.
The development here is evident to all. If the higher-ups intend for you to remain in the next leadership reshuffle, what are your chances of doing so?
The implication is that this achievement is for you and cannot be left to others.
Concealing one's abilities and biding one's time is a last resort; when one's strength allows, who wouldn't want to shine brightly?
Xi Ping'an didn't stand on ceremony. Jian Dan wasn't an outsider, and the Qin family, the Cheng family, and he were destined to be inseparable. If this matter succeeded, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it would benefit the present and future generations. Not only the initiator, the direct person in charge, and the heads of various projects, but also the person directly in charge of this project would be credited.
"This child!"
In fact, upon seeing this project, Xi Ping'an probably guessed that it was closely related to Jian Dan. After all, these people are good at steady and methodical approaches. They don't need to think about something that can take off so directly. Only Jian Dan's mind could come up with such a thing, let alone dare to say it and persuade them to accept it.
What do they mean?
The proposal is an official written document that needs to be reported, distributed, or archived. It's not something that can be said; some things can only be conveyed orally or understood implicitly. Therefore, he knew that there would definitely be other things to say besides the document.
Qin Qingjiang was even more helpless.
"He didn't say anything specific, but Qinghuai subtly mentioned that there was a large donation a couple of years ago, right? I wonder if, according to the plan, the remaining funds will be enough. If not, well, there should be, maybe, probably, there will be a special donation so we don't need to worry about funding. But…"
Qin Qingjiang quickly emphasized it again.
"However, as I said, I won't accept anyone trying to steal my credit."
Xi Ping'an laughed in anger. Donations from the past two years? How dare you even mention them?
"They've got some nerve, daring to mention donations? Have they forgotten how they got targeted in the first place?"
Whether or not something is said is one thing, but he already knows what he needs to know.
"You brat! You've never liked lighting candles since you were little. You always say they're too black. I thought you'd grow out of it, but look what you've done! What were you thinking, you little brat!"
Qin Qingjiang smiled but didn't respond. Although they were all family, officially, the other party was now his superior, and privately, he was still his sister-in-law's uncle. Regardless of the degree of kinship, he, as the elder brother-in-law, had to maintain a certain level of propriety.
"My sister-in-law is a woman with great ambitions. I've heard Qinghuai and Xiaoyi say that many things here are actually her ideas. Otherwise, how could these men be so meticulous and thoughtful about everything?"
Parents can never get enough of this kind of praise for their own children.
Xi Ping'an was no exception, but he managed to maintain some composure.
"That little rascal, look how much better she is now. When she was a kid, she was so naughty, I couldn't handle her. You can tell just by looking at her, humph! Look at everyone else, none of them are as unconventional as her."
They dare to think and say anything!
He did hum, but his tone was very affectionate, and Qin Qingjiang laughed along.
"If you put it that way, Qinghuai really can't compare. Everyone says he's smart, but compared to his sister-in-law, he's just stuck in the box. He got trapped early on and can't get out of that circle no matter how hard he tries. Unlike his sister-in-law, she's truly clear-headed."
Xi Pingan lowered his head and opened the proposal, struggling to suppress the urge to smirk, and chuckled as he muttered a curse.
"She's completely lawless."
They could make the suggestion, but everything that followed was beyond their control, so once it was handed over, they returned to their normal lives.
The factory in the county town only has bean product business for now. The original plan was to open a pastry workshop after this year's wheat harvest. Pastry chefs had already been found, but the manpower in the military region was not properly allocated, so it was delayed.
After talking with his wife, and considering the days the human traffickers had spent in the county town, Qin Qinghuai had also carefully investigated the situation there. Although it was a small county town, its remoteness meant its economic level was average. However, as northerners, many people still liked to eat noodles. But due to the weather and the generally low wheat yield, especially since they had to hand over grain to the state, everyone generally chose high-yield crops.
So there really isn't any wheat growing here. Apart from the factory canteens which rely on individual purchases, the white flour in state-run restaurants and grain depots in various places is basically allocated by the central government. But the quantity is limited. Even in state-run restaurants, the proportion of white flour buns has never been high. The majority of the buns are made from cornmeal and vegetables, or a mixture of both.
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