Chapter 368 Sincerity
As a poor person who had lived through hardships, Aunt Zhang had gone through too many hardships in her life. She felt a sense of empathy for the old vegetable seller's experience today, and she was in a bad mood. Chu Jian was trying to comfort her.

Zhang Yunqi was thinking about reporting to the mayor.

It is necessary to let Yang Jiarong know about this incident today. He can easily encounter city supervisors messing around on the street, which means this is not an isolated case, and that there are countless rat shits in the pot of porridge he cooked. He does not want to cause public resentment, and he does not want to be criticized by the elders in his hometown and be labeled as rich and unkind.

Of course, letting Yang Jiarong know about this matter, rectifying the urban supervision team, and standardizing the street vendors' rectification actions are one aspect, but more importantly, the interests of the relevant vulnerable groups must be protected. Only in this way can the entire project be smoothly promoted.

This aspect is definitely difficult in the city.

Talking about money hurts ordinary people's feelings, but in the current fiscal situation, talking about money is fatal. Only Zhangji Catering can do this.

Zhang Yunqi's initial idea was that Zhangji Catering should provide relief to some disabled people, rural people in need and other mobile vendors, rather than forcibly driving them away, and appropriately reduce or exempt rent and deposit to allow them to start businesses in a caring manner. This part of the cost will also be borne by Zhangji Catering.

In the night market project, Zhangji Catering has already enjoyed preferential tax policies, so it is necessary to make some concessions for the people. In addition, during the investment promotion period, Zhangji Catering can also bring in banks to apply for low-interest and low-rate entry loans for businesses in the night market, provide door-to-door point-to-point financial services, open nighttime financial services, and so on.

"Old Third, do you know anyone from this unit?"

Just as he was thinking about this, Zhang Yunqi heard his mother suddenly ask him, and he smiled and said, "Not only do I know them, I'm very familiar with their leaders."

He said this just to tell his mother not to think too much. He was not familiar with the Urban Supervision Brigade. They just chatted a few words during the meeting and left contact information. However, he was familiar with the superior of the Urban Supervision Brigade, and even more familiar with the superior of the superior of the Urban Supervision Brigade.

He was the one who caused this. Several heads of relevant departments and units sat together for several meetings and had many meals. The City Urban Supervision Brigade was just a subordinate unit of the relevant administrative units, responsible for running errands. The captain of the City Urban Supervision Brigade attended the meeting and sat in the last row. However, this captain should be familiar with the specific operator of Yuxianli Night Market, that is, his eldest brother Zhang Yunfeng, after all, some vendors need to be coordinated for settlement.

Zhang's mother was still a little worried, afraid that her son would break the rules in order to deal with this matter: "Let those three lawless guys go to the detention center for 15 days. If you let the leaders of their unit do it, will they do it?"

Zhang Yunqi said: "Although I am familiar with the leaders of their unit, I don't have the final say. Everything must be done according to the rules and laws. In the process of managing mobile vendors, if they deliberately damage property (vegetables) and intentionally injure others, they will be punished with administrative detention for 15 days and have to compensate the people. It's just that ordinary people don't understand these things and can't find a place to complain. That's why they act so recklessly."

Only then did Aunt Zhang feel relieved.

The Mercedes-Benz arrived downstairs of Zhang's house, and Zhang's mother went home first.

Zhang Yunqi drove the car to Chu Jian's house again, opened the trunk, and was about to move the skirts, fruits and other things he bought down when Chu Jian suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, Yunqi, Xiao Xuemei in our class, her mother also sells clothes on the street. I heard her say in class the day before yesterday that there have been many incidents like today in the city recently, and the staff of the city supervision are chasing the vendors all over the street. And Yang Wei, isn't he selling barbecue on the street?"

At this point, Chu Jian was a little worried. She knew that Yang Wei and Zhang Yunqi had a good relationship. "I wonder how he is doing. Will he encounter something like today?"

Zhang Yunqi stopped moving things.

After a long while, he smiled and said, "I don't know what Yang Wei's situation is. However, it was me who pushed for the city supervisor to regulate the stalls of vendors."

I was stunned when I first saw it.

Zhang Yunqi continued, "This is a suggestion I made to the city to rectify and clean up illegal barbecue stalls and mobile stalls that occupy the road. The city has issued a special rectification plan for mobile vendors. So in a sense, I also have some responsibility for what happened today and what you said."

Hearing this, Chu Jian didn’t quite understand: “Why do you do this?”

Zhang Yunqi didn't know how to answer for a moment.

People are always used to judging the good or bad of something based on their own standpoint and perspective, but only a few people can see the essence of things, so there are so many prejudices and misunderstandings in this world. Naturally, she would not have any prejudice or misunderstanding towards him at first sight, but this girl was just an idealist without much social experience.

He looked at the sky and suddenly said to Chu Jian, "Come on, I'll take you to Suxianling."

I was stunned when I first saw it.

Then she was pulled into the car and headed straight for Suxianling.

Some time ago, their class had a group activity and had just climbed Suxianling. This time, they were familiar with the route, but the scenery was very different at night, with not many lights and the road was a bit difficult to walk. Fortunately, it was mid-spring and not too hot or cold, and it was early. The two climbed up the bluestone road and when they reached the top of Suxianling, there was the light of the temple and the view was broadened.

Chu Jian wiped the sweat from his cheeks and said, "Why do you suddenly want to come here?"

Zhang Yunqi was already standing at the railing on the top of the mountain. He looked at the lights of the houses at the foot of the mountain and said with a smile, "Nothing, I just wanted to take you to see the night view of Jiangchuan City. The towers are obscured by the fog, the ferry is lost in the moonlight, and the Peach Blossom Land is nowhere to be found."

These two lines come from the famous poem "Treading on the Grass: Jiangzhou Inn" written by Qin Guan, a writer of the Northern Song Dynasty, when he was exiled to Jiangchuan. It is one of the three famous quatrains. The more popular line in the poem is "Fortunately, the Chen River flows around Chen Mountain, but for whom does it flow down to Xiaoxiang?"

Chu Jian had a deep understanding of this ancient poem describing his hometown.

Qin Taixu was deeply immersed in Buddhism and Taoism, and many of his works have a transcendental meaning.

The towers and pavilions are lost in the fog, the ferry is obscured by the moon, and the Peach Blossom Spring is nowhere to be found. This line means that the towers and pavilions and the ferry in front of us are all illusory scenes and do not exist in reality.

What does Zhang Yunqi want to express?
Is the night view of Jiangchuan City that I see before my eyes all an illusion?
It was only then that she looked down the mountain. The lights of the buildings in the city were already on, densely planted on the dark ground, like a sea of ​​stars. She couldn't help but say, "It's beautiful. This is my first time climbing Suxianling to see the night view at night."

Zhang Yunqi leaned on the railing and smiled: "Do you know what the two main industries in Jiangchuan are?"

She naturally didn't know when she first met him, but her little face showed a strong desire to learn, and she smiled: "What?"

Zhang Yunqi pointed to the southernmost part of the city under the night sky: "There is the nationally famous Baoshan Mining City. Going north, half an hour's drive is Fengyang. The westernmost part of Fengyang is Jinping Mining Area, which we have been to before. You should know that our hometown is a town of non-ferrous metals, selling minerals; it is also one of the eight major tobacco planting bases in China, selling labor. Our industries are mining and tobacco."

At this point, Zhang Yunqi lit a cigarette and said, "In the past two years, I sometimes wondered, 20 years later, when the older generation is old, will the young people still be willing to mine? Will they still be able to endure the hardship of growing tobacco?"

"I probably can't finish it." Chu Jian said, "For people like us, we should go out."

"Yes, but why do we have to go out?" Zhang Yunqi asked himself and answered: "Because we foresee that there will be no good job opportunities here in the future. We have to go to big cities to make a living. As for hard work such as mining and growing tobacco, no young people will be willing to do it. On the other hand, our Jiangchuan area is connected to Guangdong, and young people will go to Guangdong to work. Jiangchuan will become the largest gas station for Guangdong migrant population in China. Do you know what this means?"

"There will be no strong laborers in our hometown anymore."

"Without strong labor, the city will lose its vitality and become increasingly hollowed out. Consumption will become even more sluggish, and it will be more difficult for industries to upgrade. Young people will see no hope in this land and will continue to flee, falling into a vicious circle. There is a saying in Mexico: The tragedy of Mexico is that it is too far from heaven and too close to the United States. From the perspective of population loss alone, this saying also applies to the relationship between Jiangchuan and Guangdong."

"Then what should we do?"

"The city is already doing this, starting with the restructuring of state-owned enterprises and the establishment of state-owned shell platform companies and investment and financing, giving full play to the power of capital + marketization, and creating several characteristic industries in Jiangchuan City to provide young people with good job opportunities, boost consumption, and enrich the city's finances. Only in this way can we solve the two major problems of restructuring legacy debts and relocating redundant staff while promoting infrastructure construction on a large scale, and try to suppress the excessive deviation of the price difference between collective land, industrial land, and commercial and residential land. Only then will there be hope for our hometown and future young people."

At this point, Zhang Yunqi turned his head and looked at the girl beside him: "Chu Jian, now I can answer you why I want to push the city to launch a special rectification action. Standardizing the operation of vendors and optimizing the appearance of the city are actually the most basic. Everyone knows this. My idea is to create the largest tourist night market in southern Hunan Province, guide vendors into the night market, standardize and unify operations, develop the real industry economy, boost consumption, especially drive the sales of agricultural products, thereby driving the agricultural industry to develop into large-scale, mechanized modern agriculture, and then build a full industrial chain of characteristic agricultural products, and deeply implement the new ideas of the city's state-owned enterprise reform. In the future, in my imagination, the carriage that drives the economic development of Jiangchuan City should be the tourism consumption industry, the characteristic agricultural products industry, and perhaps the electronic consumer industry."

"I don't know if you can understand what I'm saying. I anticipated what happened today, but it really affected my mood when it happened."

Zhang Yunqi dusted off his cigarette ash and said, "How should I put it? Of course, I always believe that our country will become stronger. This idea has a lot of theoretical support, but fundamentally speaking, it is not necessary. It is just a simple belief: I believe that China will be better. This belief does not come from imagination, but from Sima Qian, Du Fu, Su Shi, from "a big river with wide waves", and from admiration for the hard work of the Chinese people! However, if the country wants to be better and continue to develop, it must reform; if it wants to reform, someone must sacrifice some interests. The sacrificed part, no matter how it is concealed, is often at the bottom. A speck of dust in the era, falling on the people, is a mountain. Sometimes, facing some sudden problems, I also doubt whether what I did is right or wrong, but, talk less about some doctrines and do more practical things, I tried my best to do it. I have a clear conscience."

The mid-spring night is gradually deepening, and the moon is rising above the treetops.

When she first saw him, she stared at Zhang Yunqi's profile in a daze. She had never heard him express his true feelings like this before.

In the eyes of many people, this young man seemed to have everything. Fame and money that most people could never achieve in their lifetime were within his reach. However, he continued to work hard with a calm and peaceful attitude, and rarely explained anything. Sometimes, even she wondered what else this young man wanted to pursue.

Now, Chu Jian felt that she knew.

Every era has its own people who are let down. In the rolling torrent, personal destiny is insignificant. But for this young man, what he fears most is probably his vision and his sincere heart for this land.

(End of this chapter)