Chapter 232 Founding Day

"But how can we spend all this money?" Although Lin Yan understood what Song Yuanchao meant, she was still a little worried.
"If you can't spend it all, just spend it slowly. If we can't spend it all, we still have our sons and grandsons. There will be no end to our descendants." Song Yuanchao joked with Lin Yan cheerfully. Lin Yan blushed and pinched him angrily: "You are so annoying. Who would give birth to a son or a grandson with you?"
Song Yuanchao laughed and said seriously, "Actually, what I just said is the truth. Money is another matter for now. Now that the country is reforming and opening up, everything is in ruins and the whole country is undergoing earth-shaking changes. In this extremely exciting and hopeful era, why don't we young people get involved in it and experience it for ourselves?"
"Maybe after ten, twenty years... or even longer, when we are all old and gray-haired, when we look back on the past and think about the present, don't you think this is a very meaningful thing?"
"Okay, you convinced me. If I think about it carefully, this is indeed meaningful and worth savoring." Lin Yan thought about it silently and laughed. Song Yuanchao's words made sense. In this era, it is an opportunity for everyone, and it is because of the times that they are prompted to change in the future.
Just like when she was admitted to university, Lin Yan went from an ordinary educated youth to a prodigy in the ivory tower. Now the opportunities of the times are before her. Why not follow the trend of the times and give it a try?
The two of them walked and talked, and unknowingly came to a street. From a distance, they saw a dessert shop at the intersection.
Although he had just eaten, he felt craving for the sweet soup after walking around for a while. Song Yuanchao asked Lin Yan to wait for a moment. He trotted to buy two bowls of sweet soup , sat on a small stool on the street and began to taste it happily.
After taking a few sips of the sweet soup, Lin Yan suddenly remembered something.
"Yuan Chao, during the previous meeting, Da Qi mentioned the issue of the raw material quota. I think this is easy to solve. Don't forget my dad..."
Before Lin Yan could finish her words, Song Yuanchao stopped her from continuing with a stern look.
"Don't think about it. It's not appropriate."
"Why? I just asked him to help approve a note. What's wrong with that? I heard that there are many people doing this now. You are doing a legitimate business, and won't all problems be solved this way?" Lin Yan asked puzzled.
"I know that many people do this, especially in Yanjing. But Yanzi, this is not illegal, but it is against the rules. My uncle has always been upright and has always opposed the bad habit of using backdoors. If he opens this loophole for me, it will be like destroying my uncle's lifelong persistence. Moreover, once this kind of thing is done, it will easily lead to gossip, so I said it is inappropriate."
Seeing that Lin Yan was a little depressed, Song Yuanchao continued to explain: "Especially now that your uncle is in a very sensitive position, you can't give anyone a handle under such circumstances. Besides, the planned quota is just insufficient, and it is not so large as to directly affect production. In addition, we have also made a response plan at the previous meeting. We can obtain the local planned quota by exporting and earning foreign exchange. This can also solve the problem. Why take this risky shortcut?"
Lin Yan is a smart girl. She made this suggestion just to help Song Yuanchao. After all, a problem that could be solved with a note from Lin Daoyuan was not difficult in Lin Yan's opinion. But she did not think about it that deeply, and she did not consider it as thoroughly as Song Yuanchao.
Song Yuanchao was right. There were indeed many people who were dealing with documents, especially those from big courtyards in the Yanjing circle. This situation arose because of the huge price difference between planned and unplanned products caused by the dual-track pricing system.
Just imagine, working hard to do a legitimate business requires not only investing money but also a lot of energy. Even if you can make money, it still takes time and hard work.
But it’s different when you trade notes and approval documents. A note or an approval document can be easily obtained through connections and channels, and then you can sell it to someone in need. You can get a large sum of money without any cost. Only a fool would not take such an easy opportunity to make money?
But in fact, this practice not only exploited policy loopholes, but also used power to exchange for money. Although this way of making money was easy, Song Yuanchao despised it, not to mention that Song Yuanchao also took Lin Daoyuan's situation into consideration. Even if Lin Daoyuan agreed, Song Yuanchao would not agree with him doing this.
"I'm sorry Yuanchao, I didn't think so much before. I just wanted to help you..." For a moment, Lin Yan thought of what Song Yuanchao said and understood the real reason why Song Yuanchao opposed it. This was for the good of her father and herself. After Lin Yan reacted, she couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.
"Silly girl, of course I know what you are thinking. How could I blame you? Besides, you didn't say this directly in the meeting but asked me privately. Isn't that good?" Song Yuanchao held Lin Yan 's hand and comforted her. Although Lin Yan was smart, she had too little social experience and insufficient understanding of the ugliness of human nature. She was thinking about how to help Song Yuanchao and naturally ignored many aspects. But Song Yuanchao was very happy that Lin Yan had this intention.
After eating the sweet soup, the two continued to walk on the street for half an hour before going back. They didn't go anywhere the next day. Lin Yan continued to organize the minutes of yesterday's meeting. As for Song Yuanchao, Qin Zhengguo, Li Daqi, and Gu Jie, the other three discussed in depth some of yesterday's decisions.
On the morning of the 26th, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan set out early. They drove Gu Jie's car directly from Yangcheng to Pengcheng. When they arrived in Pengcheng, they found that Pengcheng was particularly lively today. Not only were there many cars, but also many people. There were lights and decorations everywhere, and it looked festive.
Before they reached the city center, Song Yuanchao and his companions' car was stopped by the police. Fortunately, Song Yuanchao had the letter of introduction prepared by Lin Daoyuan in advance. He handed the letter to the police comrade, who took their student ID cards and registered them. After the registration, he gave Song Yuanchao a pass that was placed in front of the car window. Only with this pass could he enter the urban area of ​​Pengcheng today.
The car drove forward for a while, and about one kilometer away from the city, their car could no longer move.
After finding a place to park the car, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan walked inside on foot.
"Why are there so many people today? I wonder if my dad and the others have come." Lin Yan couldn't help but ask as she looked at the lively crowd around her.
"Let's go to the front and ask. He should be here by now." Song Yuanchao was a little unsure. They arrived in Pengcheng a little early. It was just past eight in the morning. Not only Song Yuanchao, but even Lin Yan didn't know where Lin Daoyuan was now. Moreover, there were no communication tools such as mobile phones in this era, so there was no way to call to find him.
However, Song Yuanchao was not worried about this issue. Lin Daoyuan came here on behalf of the Planning Commission. As a leader from Yanjing, he would naturally have unified arrangements at the local level. Moreover, today was a big event for Pengcheng, and the on-site staff would definitely be able to find out the situation.
After arriving at the place, Song Yuanchao looked around and asked around, and finally found the local staff. He asked them about the whereabouts of the people from the Planning Commission, but who would have thought that because there were too many leaders coming today, the on-site staff could not explain the specific situation for a while, which made Song Yuanchao a little confused.
Just when Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan didn't know who to ask next, someone suddenly patted their shoulders heavily. Song Yuanchao turned around and was stunned.
"Why are you here?"
"You are all here, why can't I be here?" Luo Yang asked with a smile to Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan who was also surprised.
Song Yuanchao never expected to meet Luo Yang in Pengcheng. Wasn't this guy in Yanjing? Why did he come to Pengcheng?
After chatting for a few sentences, Song Yuanchao realized that Luo Yang came with his father. Many leaders of relevant departments came to the establishment of Pengcheng Special Economic Zone this time, and Luo Yang's father was one of them.
At first, Luo Yang didn't know about this. His father only informed Luo Yang a few days before he left and asked Luo Yang to accompany him to Pengcheng. On the one hand, it was because of Luo Yang's professional reasons, and on the other hand, the Pengcheng Special Economic Zone proposal was a big deal. As the son of a high-ranking official, Luo Yang is the only son in the Luo family. Therefore, as the heir of the Luo family, it would be good for Luo Yang to get in touch with these things earlier and feel it from it.
Luo Yanhua's thoughts were similar to Lin Daoyuan's, so Luo Yang was dragged to Pengcheng by Luo Yanhua. However, compared to Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan, Luo Yang had just arrived yesterday. After arriving in Yangcheng, he went straight to Pengcheng and stayed in the Pengcheng Guesthouse.
"If I had known you were coming to Pengcheng, I would have followed you here earlier so I could have someone to talk to. By the way, where did you stay yesterday? I was so uncomfortable staying in the guesthouse in Pengcheng. The conditions were bad, but there were so many mosquitoes. Look, my arms and legs are all covered with bruises from mosquito bites!" When he met Song Yuanchao and the others, Luo Yang was very happy. He talked a lot with his hands and feet gesticulating. He even rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs to show Song Yuanchao his "injuries". Looking at the red spots on his arms, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan couldn't help laughing. No wonder this guy was wearing a long-sleeved shirt in such a hot day. It turned out that there was such a thing.
"You came early. Did you see my dad?" Lin Yan asked Luo Yang.
Luo Yang nodded: "Yes, he had breakfast with my dad this morning. But you can't find him now. Uncle Lin and my dad as well as provincial and municipal leaders are all at the Municipal Party Committee."
As he spoke, Luo Yang stretched out his hand and pointed towards the Municipal Party Committee.
"Then why are you here?"
"Where else can I go if not here?" Luo Yang spread his hands and asked back, "Pengcheng is such a small place, and the city center is so small. The municipal party committee and government are all busy. People like us who are not on the payroll are all idlers. If we go there, we will probably be driven out. Besides, I don't want to go to the guesthouse to feed mosquitoes. I can only wander around here and wait for the ceremony to end before returning home and finding our own fathers..."
As he spoke, Luo Yang raised his chin from the side, approached Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan and said, "You didn't notice, but we are not the only ones coming this time. There are several more people. Yan Zi, there should be someone you know over there. Take a closer look, do you see him?"
Following Luo Yang's instructions, Lin Yan looked to the side and sure enough, there were several young people gathered about ten meters away from them, both men and women. Among them, there were indeed a few people Lin Yan knew, all of whom were children of the former compound.
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