"Oh, nothing," Guo Xiaohai came to his senses and said to Ding Zihua: "Let's go, don't you tell me that there is any situation in the cultural road? Let's go and take a look now." Guo Xiaohai tried hard to drive out Lin Shanshan's shadow in his mind.

Wenhua Road is still the same, with vehicles parked in a mess all over the roadside, crowded and chaotic. "Guo Master, can you see any difference?" Ding Zihua asked, as if there was a hint of pride.

On both sides of the street, on the east side is the street front desk of the old households, with several small shops open. On the west side, the Yiyang County Old Recruitment Office, which is the original admissions office, but it has been moved away long ago. The two small buildings in the yard have rented basic calligraphy cram schools and training classes for teaching flute playing and Hulusi.

Because it is messy and the location is not good, there are not many small shops, and the business seems to be very good.

Guo Xiaohai carefully observed the surroundings, but could not see any difference.

"Boss Guo, look at it again and think about it carefully. There is something wrong with it." Ding Zihua suppressed his excitement, and even Boss Guo shouted out.

"If this place is planned as a street, the traffic will suddenly increase. If the surrounding environment is built, the storefront here will be valuable."

Guo Xiaohai immediately understood at a glance. Tuoben had no intention of lingering in the officialdom, but became the deputy minister just to make a promise to Yang Hongyi. So just paying attention to how to do a good job, truly improve the city's appearance, and give those small vendors a good employment environment, which really neglected the sensitivity in this regard.

Now in the information society, information means wealth and makes a lot of money easily. For example, when others don’t know, if you know where you are about to open and where you are about to demolish, you can easily make a fortune by buying a plot or house at a cheap price in advance.

Many people get rich overnight, and they are just like this. Of course, those who can master such information are the only ones who think of Guo Xiaohai and others. The higher the position, the more information you have, the more exclusive and authoritative you have. What is insider trading in the stock market? Isn’t it an illegal leak of information?

Guo Xiaohai's thoughts have already started to move. The matter of planning a street is still only at the end of Guihua Street. Only a few of them know the news, Jiang Yiyan, by the way, Zhang Fahui and others.

There is a lot of room for operation here. Guo Xiaohai lit a cigarette, looked around the short road, and finally stopped at the old guide office.

"What's the situation in the recruitment office now?" Guo Xiaohai asked.

"I moved away long ago, and now I can't compare with the past. I can't take down the houses on the street, so I can't get a lot of money. They have to come and ask for rent."

"Where to buy it directly?" Guo Xiaohai said.

Ding Zihua was stunned and said, "I don't know the specific procedures, but they are definitely willing. It doesn't cost much, and it will probably make them crazy."

They were planning here, and they probably never thought that at this moment, in the office of the Director of the Urban Management Bureau, Zhang Fahui had locked the door and was whispering: "Don't ask why, don't rent it, just take two or three rooms."

Zhang Fahui called someone, but this time he and Guo Xiaohai thought together. At this time, Guo Xiaohai had returned to the Cultural Heritage Office and was preparing to hold a meeting of several people. He wanted to make a good decision with several people, improve the final plan, and also include the operations of the storefront, etc.

Those who were transferred, whether Xie Guangbo, Ding Zihua, or Ning Lili, were absolutely close subordinates, so the topics of the meeting were very concentrated, just to come up with ideas, find ways to agree on the most appropriate plan, and then Guo Xiaohai came out to operate.

The meeting lasted half an afternoon in Guo Xiaohai's office, and several people dispersed. Ning Lili cleaned up the office and waited for Guo Xiaohai to come home from get off work, preparing to go back with him.

However, at this time, Guo Xiaohai's phone rang. The caller was Lin Shanshan. Guo Xiaohai looked at the number on his phone and was stunned for a moment, wondering if he should answer it.

"Are you in the county?" After the phone call, Lin Shanshan's voice seemed to come from an extremely quiet place. Guo Xiaohai even felt that Zhang Yang was right next to her, and was approaching Lin Shanshan's ears and eavesdropping.

"In" Guo Xiaohai wanted to pretend to be relaxed, "Why are you free to call?" But in the end he just answered one word.

Ning Lili, who was hunching her waist to clean up the coffee table, turned her head to look at him, pondered for a moment, quietly left the office and brought the door.

Lin Shanshan actually called for a short time, just to tell Guo Xiaohai that she was at home now and wanted to ask Guo Xiaohai out.

"Aren't you afraid that your parents will see you?" Guo Xiaohai said, with a hint of resentment on his tone.

"It's not the first day," Lin Shanshan said. She didn't seem to realize the difference in Guo Xiaohai's words.

"It's evening, go to the playground, there is a Japanese restaurant." Lin Shanshan thought about it, as if she wanted to find a corner that would not be touched by others."

As the time for get off work approaches, the streets in Yiyang urban area gradually became lively. People who had been running around for a day began to go home, had a busy work, had enough food and drink, and then came out to stroll around. The chess and card points that had been playing leisure cards on the roadside for a day all ended.

Wang Dameng, the audit director of Qingshan Township, was carrying a plastic bag of sesame cakes he had just bought, and was walking home with his head hanging down. He didn't go to work today, and he played cards for a day, and was a little dizzy. Wang Dameng didn't want to go to work at all now. That broken township is enough, what to do? The original weaving factory was a little profitable, but now it's over. Qi Santai and Zhang Yanggao were promoted to leave. Once the emperor was once a minister, his office director was also hung up.

Zhang Yang, this guy, was talking about the train and agreed to get himself to the county, but now he has no more than nothing, making him deteriorating now.

"His grandma!" Wang Dameng kicked a small stone on the side of the road and said angrily, but when he followed the stone, he looked up and saw two familiar figures.

One man and one woman, just in her early years, looked at the two of them closely following each other, Wang Dameng was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt ecstatic. He immediately took out his cell phone and followed him a few steps.
Chapter completed!