Official Career Storm Chapter 784

Song Guanchao said confidently, and Director He didn’t ask more questions.

He is only responsible for formulating processes and providing suggestions.

He doesn’t handle the specific details.

Even if the subsequent investor eting doesn’t yield good results, it won’t be his fault.

"The high-speed rail project requires a lot of funding, and the promotion needs to at least cover the entire province. The budget for promotion should be at least ten million."

"Based on previous experience, the promotion should last no less than a week."

"Let’s set the specific date of the eting to November 1st."

Director He said, "That day happens to be a weekend."

"Ti-wise, it’s not too tight either."

"Secretary Song, what do you think?"

Song Guanchao frowned and said, "Can we shorten the promotion ti a bit?"

"Shorten it to how many days?"

"I’m thinking of holding the investor eting on the 26th."

Director He shook his head, "Today’s already the 22nd, the ti is too tight, and the promotion might not be very effective."

"If Secretary Song insists, it’s possible, after all, you are the overall person in charge."

aning, if it doesn’t work out well, don’t co looking for .

Li Jun was holding a teacup, knowing why Song Guanchao wanted to advance the date.

The 27th is the day for disbursent of demolition funds.

He wanted to hold the eting earlier to gather so money to distribute these funds.

Li Jun shook his head secretly.

He had followed Mayor Zheng to attend nurous investnt etings, locally, out-of-province, and even abroad.

For etings at this level, discussions are asured in months.

Advancing the date holds no aning.

Even if the eting is held on the 26th and investors are truly interested in the high-speed rail,

money couldn’t be transferred imdiately on the spot.

It wouldn’t be that fast.

And this also indicated that Secretary Wu indeed couldn’t gather the funds.

If by the 27th, the demolition funds aren’t distributed, a big trouble will erupt in the city!

"How about this then," Song Guanchao said, "Let’s hold the investor eting for several days."

"Starting from the 26th, hold it continuously for a week."

"I rember that previous etings also were held continuously for two or three days."

"How about it?"

Director He smiled bitterly, "It’s different."

"In previous etings, the city governnt thed it around policy incentives to attract companies to settle."

"This ti, we’re attracting investnt for the high-speed rail, they’re different."

"Basically, those interested will co imdiately the day they hear about it."

"Those who aren’t interested won’t be attracted even if it lasts for a month."

"The core of attraction lies in the investors’ confidence in the project."

"And confidence depends on the endorsents of the leaders."

"Only when leaders are willing to endorse and stand for the high-speed rail will they co."

He felt he had made the point clear enough.

If you want to attract people to co, first secure Secretary Lu and Mayor Zheng.

If you can’t get them on board, no matter how strong the promotional campaign is, it won’t be effective.

"Moreover..."

Director He hesitated for a mont, then said, "Secretary Song, I rember the 27th is the day for disbursing demolition funds, right?"

"Yes."

"My suggestion is to set the eting after the 27th."

"Why do you say that?" Song Guanchao appeared puzzled, but in fact, he knew why Director He made this suggestion.

Director He said, "Anyone with a vested interest can slightly investigate the financial situation of Lingjiang and understand."

"If the demolition funds can’t be disbursed on the 27th, even with leader endorsents, the effect might not be that great."

"Secretary Song, you understand what I an, right?"

Of course, Song Guanchao understood, he pretended to be silent, furrowing his brow into a frown.

All of this was for Li Jun to see.

"I understand."

Song Guanchao let out a breath, saying, "Then let’s set it for November 1st."

"Director He, please draft up the frawork and procedures for the eting. I’ll go get the leaders to sign off."

"Alright."

The eting adjourned, Director He left, and Li Jun also departed.

Xu Xin and Liu Jie ca over, whispering, "Secretary Song, about the demolition funds..."

Song Guanchao shook his head, "It’s alright, I can handle it. You guys go on with your work."

They glanced at Jiang Yiren, knowing there were things they couldn’t freely discuss.

Jiang Yiren noticed their glances and felt displeased.

Being treated as an outsider and not trusted felt really uncomfortable.

Even though she understood that since they didn’t know each other well, it was reasonable for them to be cautious around her.

But it still didn’t sit well in her heart.

She deliberately slowed her actions, waiting for them to leave before picking up a pen and notebook to stand up.

"Secretary Song."

"Is sothing the matter?"

Song Guanchao stopped at the door, looked back at her.

Jiang Yiren stepped forward, looking at him, "Do you lack money?"

Seeing his puzzled expression, Jiang Yiren asked, "Is the high-speed rail project short on funds?"

Song Guanchao felt sowhat irritated, impatiently responding, "Yes, funds are lacking horribly. If more money isn’t found, both Secretary Wu and I will be in trouble. Is that satisfying to hear?"

Bringing up precisely that which is unpleasant.

It was just a misunderstanding yesterday, was there a need to be so petty?

Jiang Yiren didn’t expect his big reaction, realizing he misunderstood, wanting to explain, but also felt, why should she explain!

"I was just asking, can’t I?"

"Did I say you couldn’t ask? Didn’t I answer?"

"You..."

Jiang Yiren’s chest heaved, she tossed the item in her hand at him, biting her lip as she brushed past him, leaving angrily.

"Throwing trash around, what kind of manner is that?"

Muttering, Song Guanchao picked up what she had just thrown at him.

A crumpled piece of paper.

Unfolding and smoothing it out.

On the paper was the na of a company, followed by a contact person and a string of phone numbers.

Baoping Financial Services Investnt Departnt, Ge Xiang.

This is...

Song Guanchao’s heart stirred a bit, checking it out.

This is a financial listed company, primarily investing in major projects dostically and internationally, with over 160 listed companies incubated through its investnts.

Song Guanchao suddenly realized, she wasn’t bringing up troubles nor delighted by others’ misfortunes by asking these.

Was she trying to help introduce an investor?

Song Guanchao frustratingly scratched his head.

Who would have expected this outco?

After all, it was only yesterday that there was a misunderstanding.

"Is that girl so big-hearted?"

Song Guanchao pulled out a chair, lit a cigarette, deep in thought.

After the misunderstanding just yesterday, with soone else, they might’ve fallen out outright.

Not only did she not take it to heart, but she was also actually trying to help.

If they had known each other for years, it would have been understandable.

But the number of tis they’ve t could be counted on one hand, and they had no rapport to speak of.

Why is she so kind-hearted?

Is it Qu Xiangru’s idea?

Song Guanchao squinted, staring at the contact number on the paper.

This call shouldn’t be made.

Who knows if it’s a trap?

It’s not wrong to think the worst of people.

This is the officialdom, not school.

Here, scheming and vying is the norm, and a minor mistake can lead to eternal doom.

The higher you are, the lonelier, with plenty of people waiting for you to make an error, wanting to pull you down.

Moreover, Jiang Yiren and Qu Xiangru have a familial connection.

"Brother Song..."

Wu Yun, seeing the conference room empty, switched to a familiar address.

"Why are you here?"

"Look, a report letter."

"Whose is it?"

"Who else could it be, soone from your City Committee."

"Jiang Yiren?" Song Guanchao waved his hand, "No need to show , handle it as necessary. If there is direct evidence, just arrest them."

Wu Yun closed the door, walked over and grabbed his hand, "Brother Song, are you troubled with work?"

"Don’t overthink, work is going smoothly."

Song Guanchao pinched her cheek, "Once this busy period is over, I’ll treat you to dinner."

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated, seeing the caller, Song Guanchao was sowhat surprised.

It was Lin Wanqiu calling.