Shang Fuhai said: "In the capital, I will arrange for people to find Dr. Hu to determine the specific time, itinerary and transportation method. No matter whether you take the high-speed rail or the plane in the end, you have to arrange for someone to go to Jicheng Airport or the city railway station to pick up Dr. Hu."

"Okay, okay, when it is implemented, you tell me and I will make arrangements immediately." Zhou Xinhong nodded repeatedly.

Can't Shang Fuhai arrange the people here anymore?

Obviously not that.

He has two factories in Dongyun, so it is easy to ask Xie Zhigang to arrange a driver, but he has to consider his cousin's feelings and cannot do everything.

Obviously, his cousin also understood this meaning.

The next thing was simple. Shang Fuhai personally called Song Yutong in the capital and asked her to contact Hu Guohua and provide transportation for Hu Guohua.

After some comparison, Hu Guohua finally chose the high-speed rail. The plane was fast, but the flight time was too late.

For the high-speed rail, the earliest trip was around 5 o'clock in the morning. Hu Guohua was very honest and chose this train directly and arrived at their city station at around 9 o'clock. After telling me about his cousin, Zhou Xinhong said that he arranged for people to go to the station to wait in advance and could arrive at the county hospital before 11 o'clock.

At night, before going to bed, Shang Fuhai asked, "Brother Hong, where is my grandfather? He is fine now."

"The old couple has been together for more than 60 years, how could it be fine? I was afraid that he would not be able to stand it, so I let him live on my side. Your sister-in-law takes care of him. I told your uncle not to tell him about your grandma's current situation. How many days can you hide it?" Zhou Xinhong said.

Shang Fuhai's heart began to feel sad again. He could never forget the back of his grandfather riding a tricycle to the cemetery alone after his grandfather left in his previous life. He was very lonely and desolate.

I don’t know who spread the news that Shang Fuhai arrived in Dongyun. The next morning, Shang Fuhai had just finished the breakfast brought by his uncle. Before the doctor started the rounds, Song Mingchen came over with his secretary.

His secretary was carrying a black briefcase in one hand and a box of red packaging boxes of nutritional products in the other hand. Song Mingchen personally carried a delicately decorated fruit basket in his hand.

"Oh, Boss Shang, it's really you. The people below report to me. I don't believe it yet. I don't say anything when I come back." Song Mingchen said with a smile.

Shang Fuhai thought, "I made a big fuss". This time I didn't want to contact you, so I didn't tell you. But I didn't know that I still noticed you.

"Is it my cousin said?" Shang Fuhai thought to himself, and felt it was unlikely.

When Zhou Xinhong came back from the rescue, he was surprised to see Song Mingchen appearing in the hospital: "Secretary Song, why are you here?"

"Xinhong, it's not that I criticized you. In such a serious situation, you don't say anything when you ask for leave. If someone hadn't told me, I'd be in the dark now, it wouldn't have been." Song Mingchen looked like I had to educate you.

Zhou Xinhong smiled bitterly, but he knew in his heart that Song Mingchen had come here for almost 10 years because he knew that his cousin was back.

"Secretary Song, this is my private matter. I really don't want to cause trouble for everyone." Zhou Xinhong said.

As the deputy secretary of the county party committee of Dongyun and the third in charge, if he leaks some news, the elderly at home are sick and hospitalized, then how many people will be there to send gifts from the bureau or other monsters and monsters below?

Zhou Xinhong is not aloof, but he is more eager to go further at this moment. Only by having the power in his hands can he realize more ambitions. During this period, he will not and will not allow these details to be caught by others.

If you don’t do it well, this is the ‘stain’.

You can explain it when something really happens, but who believes it?

"Ahem"

Song Mingchen coughed softly twice, pointed at Zhou Xinhong with his fingers and said, "You, Xinhong, why do I say hello to you?"

Shang Fuhai took over the words: "Secretary Song is hard to say, so I won't say it anymore. My cousin is also worried about my grandma's condition. Some of the situations were not explained clearly yesterday."

"Haha, yes, I went there today and wanted to see the old man's situation." Song Mingchen nodded, turned his head and looked at the old man lying on the hospital bed inside through the glass. He asked, "Xinhong, what's the old man's situation now?"

Zhou Xinhong did not hide this time and said directly: "Secretary Song, the hospital's magnetic examination confirmed that the brain bleeding was not ideal. In addition, my grandmother is old and it is not easy to treat."

"That's true, that's really serious. But have you considered looking for a doctor from other major hospitals to take a look? I have two classmates in provincial hospitals who can help me ask." Song Mingchen also knew how to adapt.

When Zhou Xinhong heard this, he quickly said, "Secretary Song, thank you, but my cousin invited a doctor from the capital. He was the doctor who used to treat my second uncle. This point should be almost at the entrance of the city. I will take it over and take it for my grandma to take a look."

Song Mingchen said: "I forgot that Mr. Shang traveled around the world, and I must have known more friends than us."

How could Shang Fuhai be a little transparent anymore? He said: "It's a coincidence. My father also had a cerebral thrombosis. He also had a cerebral bleeding. Last year, Dr. Hu from Peking Union Medical College cured it. I thought he was asking him to go here."

"Well, that's the case. Since Mr. Shang has arranged everything, I won't say much. However, if there are other things that need help, I must tell me." Song Mingchen said.

Shang Fuhai and Zhou Xinhong nodded almost at the same time, not to mention whether to do it or not, they at least have this idea.

After chatting for a while, Song Mingchen suddenly said, "Xinhong, I came over to see the old man and Mr. Monk talked for a few words, and I would like to tell you something in advance."

"Secretary Song, you said." Zhou Xinhong was thinking in his mind what else could be done?

Shang Fuhai curled his lips and said quickly the next moment: "Secretary Song, then you can talk to my brother Hong, I will avoid it first."

Who knew that Song Mingchen waved his hand directly and said, "Mr. Shang can listen together. Your business is very successful and may help us come up with a good idea."

really!

Lao Shang just thought that Song Mingchen suddenly appeared in the hospital, and there would be no good thing, and now it seems that it will come true.

The next moment, Song Mingchen said directly: "Xinhong, the subsidy proposal that Lao Niu and I joined forces to bring up was not passed in the end."

"I didn't pass?" Zhou Xinhong frowned deeply, and several gullies appeared on his forehead.

"Isn't it already handed over by Mayor Qin? All the above replies made us think boldly, do it boldly, and combine thoughts and practice..."

Song Mingchen nodded, his face a little dark: "The above said that if you have difficulties, you will find a way to overcome them. If you have no road, you will find a way to make a way."

After hearing what Song Mingchen said, Zhou Xinhong almost turned his back on his face. Do you understand this? If this is true, those people would be too sarcastic.

Shang Fuhai was also fucked by the fact that he was very annoyed by this kind of word game. It was clearly that the sentence was that, and different people interpreted different meanings, and they also called it "the profound Chinese character culture, which is bullshit!

Just talking about playing with thoughts, how innocent a man is!

"What should we do next? County Magistrate Niu also knows about this matter, what did he say? If there is no such subsidy, the people are conservative, and I am afraid no one is willing to try to plant other crops easily." Zhou Xinhong asked.

This is an obvious thing. Who knows whether it is profitable to grow new cash crops?

Grain is indeed cheap, and the prices of wheat and corn are there, and a dollar is emerging, but someone collects it. If it can be sold, it can be exchanged for money. What else can be planted? Is there any harvest?

What is something that is not clear in your heart at all, will the people dress up?

Song Mingchen nodded: "Old Niu already knows it. I also ran into him before coming, but there is no good idea for the time being."

"This time is not delayed. This season's grain will be harvested soon. After the harvest is finished, you have to continue planting the next season. Otherwise, there will be no harvest at the end of the year. The people will definitely not stare at me!" Zhou Xinhong had a headache.

As the top leader of the local county, Song Mingchen naturally knew what happened to the people in the fields, and then said: "It is definitely not possible to suppress it. Now we can only mobilize everyone to plant cash crops independently. The initial communication opinion between Lao Niu and I was to choose a town. The town-level leadership team was the leader to take the lead in doing ideological work for the people. This year, it would definitely be a bit difficult, but it would be enough to do as much as you can. After they make money, others will follow them without urging them to follow them!"

"What if I don't make money?" Shang Fuhai asked in his heart, but he didn't say it.

There is no need to say it, saying it will only embarrass the people present.

There is no saying that those who are planted or raised are 100% making money these days. Even Song Mingchen and Zhou Xinhong dare not give the people a guarantee to say that they will definitely make money.

What if?

Where will the money come from then on?

After Song Mingchen talked about the current situation with Zhou Xinhong, he seemed to remember that Shang Fuhai was still listening, and turned his head to ask him: "Mr. Shang is the most successful businessman in Dongyun, and he is in business. From Mr. Shang's perspective, what are the good ways to do this?"

"Am I?" Shang Fuhai said softly: "I am basically consistent with what Secretary Song said just now."

“…”

Song Mingchen and Zhou Xinhong were speechless...

Song Mingchen was a little embarrassed and couldn't continue talking about this topic.

Shang Fuhai said at the right time: "Actually, the method is very simple. The people are indeed more pragmatic and have simple ideas, but they always have good vision. Since there is no subsidy in the policy, why not find some people who are willing to contract land? I remember that the current land can be contracted. Two years ago, I seemed to hear my mother say that the people who contract land in our hometown would give 1,000 yuan a year..."
Chapter completed!