Chapter 1898

Chapter 1898: Chapter 1898

Ji Dengke was indeed terrified.

This was the first time he had done such a thing; he didn’t quite have the psychological resilience in this area.

After doing it, he was constantly anxious, worrying about being discovered.

After listening to Song Guanchao’s words, he finally calmed down and, after careful consideration, realized that his worries were somewhat unnecessary, and only then did he relax.

Yes, even if Mayor Zhao sensed something was amiss, so what?

Could it be that he would really go to Han Zhenhua and ask directly what caused them to give up on Luzhou City?

Even if he asked, Han Zhenhua wouldn’t answer.

Only someone with a negative emotional intelligence would do such a thing.

Such a situation is almost impossible to happen in reality.

...

After Song Guanchao confirmed that the three foreign companies would come to Jiangzhou City for inspection, he packed up and returned to Jiangzhou with Jiang Zhengdong on the same day.

He glanced at the date; tomorrow was the weekend, and it happened to be Qingming.

The three foreign companies would wait until after Qingming to come for inspection.

These days were rare leisure days.

"Mr. Jiang, let’s part here. You’ve worked hard these past two days; go back and have a good rest."

The two separated at the airport, and as it was still early, Song Guanchao went directly to the City Government.

He walked into the office, ran his fingers lightly over the desk, spotless.

Not bad, at least someone cleaned up after him once he left.

After sitting for a while, he went up to the sixth floor.

"Director Song." Shu Xue stood up.

"Is the Mayor busy?"

"Not busy." Shu Xue smiled.

"I’m here to report to the Mayor briefly, and I’ll have an extra portion of lunch afterward."

"Alright." Shu Xue followed him in, poured him a cup of tea, and then left.

Song Guanchao first went through the process of reporting work, and when Shu Xue brought the meal, he ate while asking, "Are you going back for Qingming tomorrow?"

Wu Qiangwei shook her head: "Qingming is the time when fires can occur most easily; I don’t have the time to go back."

In recent days, she held several meetings, demanding firefighters stay on standby 24 hours a day, notifying neighborhood offices to carry out fire prevention publicity, and sending people to focus on places near the mountains.

Every year around this time, there are always fires, big or small, that can hardly be prevented.

Song Guanchao responded with an oh, saying: "I’ve arranged to meet those companies from Pinghai City after Qingming."

Wu Qiangwei asked: "Are you confident?"

The kind of place where Wensong District Industrial Park is located, anyone driving around would hardly consider moving their company there.

To get companies to settle there, you must first establish the surrounding facilities.

"Rest assured." Song Guanchao flashed a confident smile.

Wu Qiangwei wanted to ask more, but since he already said so, further questioning would make him feel she didn’t trust him.

After a brief pause, she said: "If there are policy needs for the park over there, tell me, and I’ll coordinate."

Song Guanchao knew what she was worried about and understood her implied message was to first set up the park’s facilities.

"I’ve already spoken to Mr. Du; he’s started working on attracting investments. I’ll call later to check on the progress."

Those matters, even if Wu Qiangwei didn’t mention them, he would monitor himself.

"Has Mayor Sun been up to anything lately?" Song Guanchao asked casually.

This guy was previously jumping around when it came to pollution matters in the park.

Recently, he’s been quite quiet, but quiet doesn’t mean nothing’s going on; Song Guanchao just feared he was plotting something.

"Haven’t been paying much attention."

"That needs to be watched."

After quickly finishing his meal, Song Guanchao wiped his mouth and stood up: "I’ll go ahead."

After leaving the office, he called Zhou Xingjian over.

"Director Song, when did you get back?" Zhou Xingjian was surprised.

"Just got back, went to the Mayor to briefly report."

Skipping the trivial conversations, Song Guanchao asked: "Has Mayor Sun been up to anything lately?"

"Mayor Sun..." Zhou Xingjian recalled for a few seconds and shook his head: "Haven’t heard of anything, things are quite peaceful, just regular meetings, reading documents, haven’t seen him come to the department to guide work."

Had Song Guanchao not mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about Sun Jiajun, the second person in the City Government.

Song Guanchao leaned back in his chair, slightly squinting his eyes.

Sun Jiajun’s quietness was somewhat abnormal.

"Is his office next to the comprehensive third department?" Song Guanchao asked.

"Yes." Zhou Xingjian seemed to guess his intentions and asked: "Should someone be assigned to keep an eye on him?"

"Mm, keep an eye on him." Song Guanchao said: "Let me know immediately if there’s any movement."

Intuition told him that Sun Jiajun was definitely plotting something.

Such quietness might intentionally lull Wu Qiangwei into letting her guard down.

"Alright." Zhou Xingjian nodded, stayed a while longer, then left.

Instead of going to the office, he went to the comprehensive third department, called out a junior staff member, took him to the office, and instructed him.

This junior staff member was somewhat of his distant relative, arranged here a few years back.

Keeping tabs on the Deputy Mayor like this was quite inappropriate, and he wouldn’t dare instruct an ordinary person on this.

After the junior staff member left, Zhou Xingjian suddenly felt a bit confused.

Because he belatedly realized, had it been his old self, he wouldn’t have been able to do such a thing.

However, after spending time with Song Guanchao, he didn’t even need Song to ask; he made the suggestion himself and felt that such behavior was quite normal.

He couldn’t help but self-examine: was this change good or bad?

...

Song Guanchao pulled out the phone number of Wensong District Head, Du Qin, and called him to inquire about the progress of the industrial park’s facilities.

"Still attracting investment." Du Qin’s response did not satisfy Song Guanchao.

If it’s just pure investment attraction, anyone could do that.

He wanted to see concrete actions!

"By the 10th, can it be finalized?" Song Guanchao provided a specific date.

Du Qin gave a bitter smile: "The time is too tight."

Song Guanchao grew increasingly dissatisfied, but recalling Du’s instinctive resistance when he learned the City Government wanted to restart the Cultural Industrial Park, he could guess that Du wouldn’t go all-out in developing facilities.

"Mr. Du, do you lack confidence, or are you just procrastinating?" Song Guanchao’s words were rather rude.

Du Qin wasn’t offended: "Director Song, you work in the office; you haven’t handled this type of work before, so you don’t understand the complexity. It’s not about confidence; procrastination is out of the question, too. Investment attraction anywhere can’t promise immediate results."

"And the park’s situation you’re aware of; hardly anyone wants to open supermarkets or stores here. No one wants to do loss-making business."

Song Guanchao replied: "The government offers subsidies, how is that making a loss?"

Du Qin coughed lightly: "Director Song, the subsidy policy hasn’t been issued yet."

"Not issued?" Song Guanchao raised his brows: "Did Mr. Du remember incorrectly? I specifically discussed this with you at the District Government last time."

Du Qin lamented: "Subsidies require funding, the district budget is already tight, all at once needing to subsidize these businesses, and the district can’t pass it in meetings. Finance won’t be willing to pay."

Song Guanchao was growing angry, as Du Qin kept shifting responsibility and always finding excuses.

"Mr. Du, give me a straight answer, can these ground-floor businesses be established by the 10th?"

"I’m afraid not."

"Fine, don’t handle this, I’ll find someone else."

After saying that, Song Guanchao hung up the phone.