Chapter 1864

Chapter 1864: Chapter 1864

Adding production lines is profitable, but the profits are small.

However, once legal routes are taken and there’s media coverage, Ruilang Company’s reputation would plummet and thus affect its market sales.

It’s a simple choice, but Song Guanchao is forcing Ruilang Company to make it.

This approach will offend people, but Song Guanchao doesn’t care at all.

Yang Qin’s emotions were slightly unstable, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, revealing tiny crow’s feet at the corners.

Her pupils landed on Song Guanchao’s face, emitting a subtle chill; Song Guanchao smiled and met her gaze evenly.

After a long while, Yang Qin slightly nodded her head, her face restoring a smile, as if her emotions were not influenced.

This self-regulation ability was something Song Guanchao secretly approved of.

"After lunch, I’ll discuss with the company and quickly give Director Song a reply."

"Good." Song Guanchao spun the turntable: "Chairman Yang, have some more; Jiangzhou’s cuisine is quite good."

Hu Yong secretly swallowed, who would have known how nervous he was when Song Guanchao made that statement.

If Yang Qin’s attitude was also tough and unwilling to yield, what awaited him would be legal punishment.

Poisoning charges...he truly couldn’t afford such accusations.

Fortunately, Yang Qin remained sober, did not act impetuously, and made the correct choice.

After lunch, both parties went separate ways.

Yang Qin found a teahouse, dialed the chairman’s number, and didn’t look at Hu Yong at all, let alone say a word to him.

Hu Yong knew that he was in trouble this time, and once the company overcame the crisis, they would have spare time to deal with him.

The job was certainly lost.

He didn’t care about these things; the fact that he could land safely was already a blessing.

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At 4 PM, Song Guanchao finished his research and, on the way back to the City Government with Zhou Xingjian, received a call from Yang Qin.

On the phone, Yang Qin cheerfully told him that the company had reached an internal consensus to set up additional production lines in Jiangzhou.

The two parties scheduled to sign the investment agreement tomorrow morning at the Jiangzhou Municipal Government.

In a great mood, Song Guanchao put down the phone and said, "It’s set."

Zhou Xingjian was half happy, half troubled; although Song Guanchao was exceptionally capable, his ability to offend people was equally extraordinary.

For just a production line, he ended up offending a listed group.

Zhou felt that Song Guanchao’s vision was too short-sighted.

But he also understood that Song Guanchao acted this way because the pressure from Mayor Wu was too great, leaving no choice.

Returning to the City Government, Song Guanchao immediately found Wu Qiangwei to share the good news.

As she listened to Song Guanchao’s endless eloquence and watched his animated expressions, Wu Qiangwei felt a warm feeling inside.

Since the reopening after New Year’s, Song Guanchao had been working tirelessly, immersing himself in market research, trying every possible way to stimulate the economy.

It’s just a production line; it brings extremely limited employment to Jiangzhou each year, and the tax revenue is in the tens of millions.

For Jiangzhou, a provincial capital city, it’s actually insignificant.

Song Guanchao picked up his teacup to moisten his throat when Wu Qiangwei’s phone rang; it was Wang Jinming calling.

She picked up the phone and held it against her ear, "Minister Wang, yes, okay, I know."

Song Guanchao noticed Wu Qiangwei’s eyebrows barely furrowing; it didn’t seem like good news.

"Secretary Zhou is having a meeting this afternoon," Wu Qiangwei said.

Song Guanchao lightly responded, waiting for her to continue.

Wu Qiangwei said, "Secretary Zhou seems to want to enter the Provincial Committee."

Song Guanchao asked, "What’s the plan?"

Wu Qiangwei replied, "He proposed at the meeting to build a high-tech industrial park in Jiangzhou."

Song Guanchao lightly exclaimed; this approach looked familiar.

Suddenly planning an industrial park clearly aims at economic stimulus.

It’s important to know that such specific projects are typically led by the City Government, while the City Committee primarily ensures that the policies do not go astray.

Now, Zhou Zheng discusses such a significant project in the meeting without notifying Wu Qiangwei to participate, it is obvious that he wants to establish an industrial park under the name of the City Committee.

Thus, all the achievements of the industrial park would belong to Zhou Zheng alone.

His urgency in launching such a political project can only be explained by what Wu Qiangwei said: he wants to enter the Provincial Committee.

No wonder Wu Qiangwei looked worried; once he succeeds, entry into the Provincial Committee is almost assured.

If he enters the Committee, Wu Qiangwei’s path to promotion would be cut off.

The situation suddenly became tense.

"He’s developing an industrial park, we’ll do the same!" Song Guanchao proclaimed, "The enterprises pulled from Pinghai City can all be centralized in Wensong District; I’ll gather more enterprises from outside to create an industrial park."

Wu Qiangwei responded with a bitter smile, "Do you think industrial parks are built like houses? Just with cement and sand?"

She felt that Song Guanchao was being a bit naive, oversimplifying things.

Firstly, building a park requires astronomical costs, and the construction cycle is measured in years.

To construct a moderately sized park, it takes at least three years.

Before the park is built, you must first sign investment agreements with some enterprises.

Otherwise, when the park is built, if no enterprises move in, it becomes a ghost town.

Then, it’s not an achievement but a stain.

From start to finish, Wu Qiangwei never considered developing a park primarily due to the high risk!

Even if investment agreements are signed in advance, it’s hard to ensure whether the party will survive in three or five years.

Some major city parks, once built, housed only a dozen or so enterprises, with most office areas standing empty for years.

Zhou Zheng chose to do this because he intended to risk it all once.

If he wins the bet, he enters the Provincial Committee.

If he loses, he doesn’t suffer much.

She explained the difficulties and hidden dangers to Song Guanchao, expecting he would give up, but unexpectedly he said, "Do you remember the Cultural Industrial Park in Wensong District?"

Wu Qiangwei nodded; this industrial park was exactly what she described, a complete failure case.

The Cultural Industrial Park was finalized by the former leadership team, at a time when housing prices were rising; they wanted to leverage this boom to develop an industrial park.

At the time, various media hyped the park, claiming it would become the most prosperous economic area in the future, with Fortune Global 500 companies, universities, and top schools, and international supermarkets joining.

Under such tremendous momentum, the government attracted funds from many private investors, plus bank loans, and began grand construction.

During this period, land around the industrial park was also auctioned at high prices.

Developers who acquired land started pre-sales even before laying the foundation.

Citizens envisioned by the government and media took all their savings, queued up, or even had to go through a lottery to obtain purchase qualifications, buying the peaked stock properties.

Yet the final result was that housing prices plummeted from the peak, now dropping to half or even lower than the initial purchase price.

The only good news might be that the buildings did not end up stalled and were delivered.

Thus, although the housing prices fell, at least there were houses.

However, the blueprints the government drew at the time did not materialize at all.

The industrial park has now become a ghost city; planned subway lines are still under construction, mall recruitment is ignored, and the nearby planned colleges remain barren.

Each leadership term consciously ignores the Cultural Industrial Park, daring not to manage it.

And the public’s dissatisfaction is always diluted over time and thus forgotten.

Anyway, previous leaders all did the same.

At this moment, hearing Song Guanchao mention the Cultural Industrial Park, Wu Qiangwei’s expression showed slight guilt.