The van is icy and snowy outside, the car is driving with warm air, the temperature is good

Lin Ziwen asked back without answering: "What do you think?"

"It's very good, it's similar to what we expected," Li Zetao pointed his hand on the picture a few times and added: "Look at the width of these places, it's similar to what we studied before, isn't that enough?"

There were outsiders present, Li Zetao did not say in detail that the road planned by the government was exactly the same as Lin Ziwen's idea. It was no different in width and position. The difference was that the area where the intersections at both ends of the Dagou were opened is relatively large, which would occupy some of the land that Li Zetao had bought in advance, but it did not occupy much, and to a degree it was within the acceptance range.

Fu Jia, who was attending the audition, didn't know what Li Zetao and Lin Ziwen were studying. He thought Li Zetao was a manager of a construction company or a private contractor. He thought that Li Zetao was planning to start in advance before the road was completed and so on to appreciate, or to contract some ditch filling projects.

"Drive the car over there first, take a look." Lin Ziwen pointed with one hand towards the end of the big ditch, and stabbed Li Zetao quietly under the other hand.

The nouveau riche didn't want Fu Jia to hear too much information, Li Zetao understood and started the car and drove towards Lin Ziwen's finger.

This matter has always been done secretly. Three Fatty and other close friends know that they were all told by Lin Ziwen, so they kept their mouths on this matter. Now Lin Ziwen and Li Zetao turned on the topic and talked about the price increase of gravel asphalt that had paved the road in the past two years. Three Fatty immediately joined this topic, without any dragging on it.

The car arrived at the end of the big ditch, and three trips in front of it was one of the most prosperous roads in the mountain city. Walking along this road was 200 meters right, the Huangshan Bridge, with the largest traffic flow in the mountain city. From the drawings, these three trips will not be relocated next spring. In the next few months, the filled ditch will become a branch road that diverted to Shengli Street.

When the car stopped, the three fat men spread out the drawings and pointed to both ends of the house above and asked Li Zetao: "The area around here is a bit too large. Can the road be built be used?"

Li Zetao shook his head, even the three fat men saw the problem, and there was a large area at both ends of the road construction location in the future. It seemed that it was not for road construction, such as building some buildings on these two pieces of land.

Fu Jia, who is working with the drawings, knew the three fat guys’ questions when he saw the location and explained: "This situation has nothing to do with the entire project. It is 80% occupied by the land, sometimes it is planned and implemented by the same time. Sometimes... sometimes it is occupied and sold to the developer to increase its fiscal revenue."

How could the three people who were listening to the last sentence change their words in Fu Jiaji's story? It was obvious that they felt that some words were inconvenient to say. The original words were probably to help some related households occupy land. This way, the land occupied is under the banner of the government, and the price can be suppressed. You don't say it. There is also a government demolition office that can save a lot of money. In this way, the leaders of relevant parties naturally have a generous benefit. As the saying goes, collusion between officials and businessmen is always good, and now it is another typical case.

Four people got off the bus and walked around the neighborhood. Fu Jia, who had been here several times, had noticed the demolition and reconstruction of the houses near Dagou. It was not the individual behavior of the houses to do demolition work. He naturally knew the business opportunities contained therein. Two years later, Dagou became a street. During his internship before joining the work, Fu Jia's teacher told him many similar situations. At that time, the price on the street here will not only double. It simply looks at the development of the mountain city in recent years. The geographical location of this street is very advantageous. If you rent a few stores on this street, the interest will probably allow a family to live a well-off life.

After all, Fu Jia grew up on the land of Shancheng. Her eyes were slightly forward but not yet lofty enough. Even Li Zetao and Sanfatzi were the same. Only those who often went out and ran around could guess how many people the most prosperous commercial street in the middle-class city could support? How many rich people can be created? Although Shancheng is not a prominent place in the country, it ranks third in Jilin Province's economic strength. With just a little time, Lin Ziwen can turn this big ditch into a trading center of the mountain city, driving the surrounding area into the most prosperous commercial area in the mountain city.

What made Fu Jia feel strange was that Li Zetao did not talk much with the three fat men, but only discussed and studied with the boy of sixteen or seventeen. The topics of these three people focused on calculating the project progress, construction period, and completion time. Moreover, they seemed to have no seen the demolished houses around them, so when they first arrived here, they would have questions about why there were no residents nearby. Obviously, these three people had long been very familiar with the situation nearby.

When chatting too much in front of outsiders, Lin Ziwen and Li Zetao simply compared the drawings with the situation near Dagou. Even if today's action was over, the four drove to the hotel, Fu Jia heard that they were going to the HSBC Hotel that opened. They were excited and a little surprised. Before helping Li Zetao, he only heard his uncle say that the person surnamed Li was very capable and was very good at both black and white. When they first met Li Zetao and this van, Fu Jia thought that Li Zetao was like many gangsters and rogues who relied on the construction of projects. But looking at the expressions of the three, it seemed that they had become accustomed to eating in places like HSBC Hotel. The fat man named San Fatty talked about HSBC and Yuebin as he knew what HSBC and Yuebin, which dish was delicious in Manzhouli Hotel, and it was obvious that they had not eaten in these places for a day or two, which was not like a contractor-level person who could achieve it.

The car drove for half an hour before reaching the ground. Lin Ziwen kept saying that the road was far away, so it would be better to go to Yuebin. Fortunately, the HSBC hotel lived up to expectations. After a meal, the guest and the host and the guest had fun and left the hotel. This time, Lin Ziwen, who had not drunk, drove, and sent Fu Jia home first.

The van drove out of the community where Fu Jiazhu was. As soon as he got on the road, Lin Ziwen said, "The cycle is too long."

In Lin Ziwen's expectation, filling and building ditches should be completed in one go. The construction started in spring and ended before the end of autumn. Unexpectedly, the Shancheng government suddenly turned the project into a new year, which was a year slow.

Only then did Li Zetao understand why Lin Ziwen shook her head when he saw the drawing just now. It turned out that he did not see the problem on the drawing, but thought the government was too inefficient in doing things and wasted time.

"The impact is not big?" Li Zetao calculated: "Filling the ditch and preparing materials this year. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be completed in June and July next year. That's what the construction schedule says."

"That's wrong." Lin Ziwen shook her head: "Any department is arguing, the construction period will be delayed. You don't know that as long as it is not a cross-year project, it will be completed in the first half of the year. We can't accompany them to delay this matter. We have to think of ways to get them done within this year."

The three fat man interrupted: "I said nouveau riche classmate, this is a tough one. How can you find a way to complete it half a year in advance for more than 30 million yuan? "

Li Zetao also agreed with the three fat men's point of view. The renovation project of this big ditch has been established long ago, and the renovation plan has also been broadcast on Shancheng TV. If the plan is in advance before the implementation of this plan, there is still some confidence in changing this plan. But now it seems that this matter has been a foregone conclusion on paper and there is no way to change it."

"Give them money to smash them." Lin Ziwen's attitude is firm: "If you want money, give things to things, if you want private benefits, we will give gifts. If the public says that the funds are short, we will donate money to them and build the road before the end of the year. We don't have time to spend time with them, so we can pave the road quickly and we have other things to do."

Li Zetao and the three fat men in the back seat looked at each other. They were confused by the generosity of the nouveau riche. They were not blown by the strong wind. When the flood last year, why didn’t they see the nouveau riche so generous? Donating 100,000 yuan has to be arranged to stare at each house and deliver it to each house. This ditch is a big project. If you throw one or two million yuan in, you can’t even see a water drift. The nouveau riche didn’t drink just now, so why did you feel a little confused when you donate 100,000 yuan?

"Don't be reluctant to leave money." Lin Ziwen seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. While driving, she said to the two people behind her: "As long as that street is built one day earlier, we will count the money one day earlier. We don't know whether those people do this to achieve political achievements or do practical things. If we are reluctant to throw money on it, if they turn the road into a tofu project and make profits, they will run away. This year and a half-year road is rotten and no one cares about it, and we will suffer losses."

Li Zetao and the three fat guys thought about it. There are many places on Shengli Street that were just renovated last year, and there are still several places that collapsed. They drove all the way through potholes. If the road in front of their homes is also built into a bear-like appearance, they will be the one who has a headache in the future. We really need to find a way to eliminate this kind of thing.

"But we can't get involved in this kind of thing?" Li Zetao, who was already well aware of the appearance of the officialdom, frowned a little.

When I encountered a red light, Lin Ziwen stopped the car in front of the zebra crossing and said to Li Zetao: "Why can't you plug in? You can do it if you want, and there is nothing difficult in the world."

"Then, what should I do?" The three fat man asked him that he could not think of any way Lin Ziwen could have to get the project that the government has already decided to be completed half a year in advance. Moreover, the project costs more than 30 million yuan, which is a rare big deal in the renovation of Shancheng urban area.
Chapter completed!