The prosperous Yanjing has not changed in the slightest because of the conflict between Canton, Guangdong and the two central provinces.
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Xu Yishan looked at the endless traffic on the street under his feet, and secretly sighed in his heart, when Orange City can be as prosperous as Yanjing, he will fulfill his mission.
Yanjing is a huge city. This center that brings together China's politics, economy, and culture hangs high in the hearts of the Chinese people like a bright star.
Every order issued here is a solemn and unalterable final result. If not change the course of things before the results are released. Once a decision is made, no one can change it.
Xu Yishan, who had a night's rest, looked full of energy and energy at the moment.
On the way back to the Beijing Office last night, Xi Meili reminded him explicitly and secretly that he must learn to protect himself when necessary. Her implication of "protecting herself" is actually implying that Xu Yishan can choose to give up the ownership of the East Lake Reservoir.
Xi Meili's idea is absolutely unacceptable to Xu Yishan. Although he knew in his heart that Xi Meili's ability to say such words was obviously out of concern and love for him. But he didn't want to accept her love.
Because, he knew that once he chose to give up the ownership of the East Lake Reservoir, he would become an unforgivable sinner in the history of the Central Province.
The only thing he can do now is to wait. Once the call comes, he will put on his clothes.
Suddenly, the secretary Kong Ye hurried in, and whispered nervously to Xu Yishan: "Secretary Xu, your phone number."
Xu Yishan waved his hand and said, "No answer."
He needs to stabilize his mind. Any news from the outside world may shake his mind.
"It's Mr. Zhu." Kong Ye whispered, "Mr. Zhu called himself."
Xu Yishan said ah, hurried to answer the phone, and greeted with humility, "Hello, Chief, I'm Xu Yishan."
"Little friend Xu, your phone is really difficult to call." Zhu Lao's hearty laughter came from the phone.
"No, no." Xu Yishan explained embarrassingly, "What instructions do you have?"
"Come to Yanjing?"
"Report to the chief, I arrived last night."
"I came to Yanjing, and I don't want to come and see me, an old man." Zhu Lao complained: "It seems that I can't find you if I don't call you personally?"
"No, no." Xu Yishan was very embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "I want to visit you, Chief, after I finish my business."
"Okay, you don't need to explain." Zhu Lao smiled and said: "I know about your coming to Yanjing. You can come to my place, I want to chat with you."
Now Xu Yishan is in a difficult situation. He cannot refuse the invitation of the old man. But what would he do if the call came to deal with Donghu Reservoir?
Zhu Lao obviously guessed his thoughts, "Xiao Xu, you are fine today. I know everything about the situation."
When Xu Yishan heard this, a stone fell from his heart.
Obviously, the East Lake incident has alarmed Mr. Zhu. Chiefs like Zhu Lao, who have long since retired to the second line, do not care about political affairs at all. Not to mention such trivial matters as the East Lake Reservoir.
Zhu Lao knows it, which means that the problem of the East Lake Reservoir has been widely known. The incident can attract Zhu Lao's attention, which shows that Canton has put a lot of effort into it.
When Xi Meili heard that Xu Yishan was going to see Mr. Zhu, she was both surprised and happy, and said excitedly: "Xiao Xu, Mr. Zhu is from the middle of us."
Xu Yishan smiled and said: "I know. Mr. Zhu is very concerned about the development of our central region."
"Do you want to kiss me? People from my hometown." Xi Meili said: "Mr. Zhu is the head of the world. It is very difficult for us to see his old man. Especially after his old man has retired, it is harder than going to heaven to see him again." .¡±
As the director of the Beijing Office of the Central Province, Xi Meili needed to assist and coordinate all aspects of the relationship when Xu Yishan came to Beijing to work. Xu Yishan was going to see Elder Zhu, and she was obliged to accompany him there.
According to the agreed time, Xu Yishan arrived in front of Zhu Lao's residence.
This is a courtyard that looks inconspicuous from the outside. There wasn't even a sentry post at the door. In the yard, there was a tall jujube tree whose branches had already extended beyond the fence.
The courtyard door opened slowly, and a young man in high spirits came out. He looked Xu Yishan from head to toe, and asked: "Comrade Xu Yishan?"
Xu Yishan rushed forward and said, "It's me."
"Come in with me, the chief is waiting for you." The young man glanced at Xi Meili who was standing next to Xu Yishan, and apologized, "Wait a moment."
He actually declined Xi Meili to enter the courtyard.
The floor in the yard is paved with pieces of blue bricks. When you step on it, you can faintly feel the echo of history.
Xu Yishan concentrated his attention and followed the young man into a small hall. The scene in front of him seemed familiar to him. He suddenly remembered that when he followed Hu Jin home for the first time, he naively thought that Hu Jin's house lived in a courtyard house without even a high-rise building, so he was really not a big family in Yanjing.
This thought of his almost made him lose his face to the sky. It took him a long time to realize that the people who can live in this kind of independent courtyard house in Yanjing are not just rich people. In the eyes of people who live in courtyard houses, money is really like dung.
The courtyard in front of me seems to be the same as Hu Jin's house, but it faintly reveals more majesty.
Of course Xu Yishan knew Zhu Lao's original identity. Looking at the entire city of Yanjing, how many people like Zhu Lao are at the top of the pyramid?
After a while, with a burst of hearty laughter, Zhu Lao appeared in front of Xu Yishan with vigorous strides and vigorous strides.
Xu Yishan bounced himself up as if a spring was installed under his buttocks. Farewell to Orange City, may the old demeanor remain the same.
"Little Yishan, please sit down." Elder Zhu greeted him: "Casual, don't be too formal. We are friends."
Xu Yishan hurriedly said: "Sir, please sit down."
After Zhu Lao sat down, Xu Yishan dared to sit down cautiously.
"The coming to Beijing this time is about the dispute with Guangdong, right?" Zhu Lao opened the topic straight to the point. He smiled and asked, "Why did your central government send you alone? What about Comrades Xiao Lu and Xiao Rong? Why don't they come?"
Xu Yishan explained in a low voice: "Chief, our central province has encountered a drought that has never happened in three hundred years this year. Now the provincial party committee and the provincial government are focusing all their energy on fighting the drought. Secretary Lu and Governor Rong are both on the alert, sleepless nights."
Zhu Lao nodded, with sadness floating on his cheeks, "Yes, this year's drought is indeed serious. However, we are all invincible. I believe that through everyone's concerted efforts, the drought demon will be driven away. "
Xu Yishan said: "Sir, you are right. Man can conquer nature."
Zhu Lao smiled and said: "Xiao Lu and the others don't come in person, I can still understand this little thought. Do you think that only one deputy secretary of Guangdong Province has come, and they don't want to let go of their dignity?"
Xu Yishan said in embarrassment: "No, no. The key is the province's drought resistance, Secretary Lu and Governor Rong can't get away at all."
"You can get away with it?" Zhu Lao looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Little Yishan, what are your plans for this visit?"
Xu Yishan said in trepidation: "I obey the organization's decision."
"If the ownership of the East Lake Reservoir is assigned to Guangdong, what do you think?"