"I originally wanted you to listen and see more, but it was too late." Zhang Zhengcheng waved his hand powerlessly, "I didn't intend to tell you too much, it was arranged by Teacher Yixin."

“…”

"I'm going to set out in twenty minutes. There will be new arrangements tomorrow morning." Zhang Zhengcheng said calmly, "Anyway, my task has not been completed. In your eyes, I will do the Beimo matter directly. Skip it and not talk about technology introduction. Maybe it's a big loss, but compared to promoting reform and striving for autonomy, this loss is really nothing. Now I have to let go. Although no one can complete it in the next few years, it must not be completed. There will always be someone who will complete it."

Zhang Zhengcheng then looked at Zhang Yifu who was frightened and smiled for the first time: "Don't worry, I'm not talking about you."

"I really don't know why Yixin looks down on you so much." Zhang Zhengcheng was a little disappointed with Zhang Yifu's embarrassing expression and waved his hand, "I'll be responsible for passing the message. This is more convincing when I say it out of my mouth."

Zhang Zhengcheng said seriously: "Although the situation is not optimistic now, the policies will still be gradually relaxed. For power generation, especially clean energy power generation, there will be policies soon. We need a role model, and you also need an opportunity. Mr. Jia can only accept someone he trusts to do. I hope that one day in the future, you will have enough ability to face these things according to your original intention, rather than being as sluggish as you are now."

After he finished speaking, he was sure that Zhang Yifu understood and then stood up: "You go."

"There are fifteen minutes left." Zhang Yifu looked up at his face.

Zhang Zhengcheng laughed again: "So what if you give us fifteen hours? You are too young to say anything."

"Then can I ask?"

"Ask, I may not answer." Zhang Zhengcheng sat down again, unable to tell whether he was expecting or bored.

Zhang Yifu asked: "How much support is?"

Zhang Zhengcheng also quickly replied: "It depends on how much you can do."

Zhang Yifu then asked: "What do I need to do in terms of interests?"

Zhang Zhengcheng's answer was still quick: "It is the greatest benefit if you can do things well."

"What if I can't do it?"

"There will be others to do it." Zhang Zhengcheng shook his head, "I don't think you can do it either. At least it won't be done too quickly, but there's nothing I can do, you are the only one."

"The last question." Zhang Yifu said with some distress. "I don't know whether it is for the purpose of ideals or for the benefit."

“Can’t these two be unified?”

"I want to be unified, but there are often conflicts when doing it." Zhang Yifu didn't have to avoid any taboos at this time. "For example, in terms of interests, Minister Huang Zhenghui and I have a lot in common, but ideals are obviously very different. For you, perhaps our ideals are consistent, but interests are full of conflicts."

Zhang Zhengcheng listened to this question and thought about it for a long time, for a full five minutes.

The secretary knocked outside and told him that he was about to leave, which woke Zhang Zhengcheng up.

"Okay, let's go in 5 minutes." Zhang Zhengcheng ordered outside the door, and then looked at Zhang Yifu, "There are many things you don't need to understand so much, because today, there are not many people with ideals left. If you do things, you will give priority to doing things cleanly."

"Did you figure it out?"

"I don't necessarily understand. There is no need to say it now." Zhang Zhengcheng waved his hand and stood up again.

"Then let me ask you the last little thing. You just said that you should get things done. Priority should be given to doing things cleanly." Zhang Yifu showed a rare sharpness, "Can you use this to evaluate Bagan?"

"..." Zhang Zhengcheng frowned slightly, "Is your conflict so serious?"

"I just think there must be a standard for everything, and there must be a trade-off between 'doing things' and 'cleaning things', otherwise maybe things will be done, but the whole environment will become dirty."

"I understand. No one will care about what Baba does again from now on." Zhang Zhengcheng said as he picked up his luggage and slapped Zhang Yifu's shoulder with a palm. "Please do your business well, don't be too troublesome. Don't make trouble again."

"I feel relieved with this sentence. I don't want to be too troublesome. I just can't tolerate some things in front of me."

"Haha, Huang Zhenghui alone is enough to get into trouble." Zhang Zhengcheng finally smiled again. Zhang Yifu had more conflicts than he had imagined. This constant struggle may be the driving force for his growth, and perhaps it was the shining point that Yue Yunhe saw.

Zhang Zhengcheng pulled out of the room with the box and closed the door.

Then there were noisy sounds in the corridor, some of whom came to see him and some went back together. After all, I was urgently returning to Beijing at this time, so I couldn’t arrange so many air tickets at once, and the Minister of Electricity did not have the right to equip a special plane.

Zhang Yifu sat alone in the room, all this was understandable, but only one person couldn't explain it.

Why does Yue Yunhe still have such a high reputation?

He has no children, no descendants, and is nearly 80 years old. I really can't see any excessive desire for power, but why can he easily arrange Zhang Zhengcheng?

The reformists have always been a group of people who are hiding, and no one with a clear standpoint appears. No, maybe one appears, but he just gave up his seat to Mr. Jia.

Then from now on, I am afraid no one will dare to show up.

After all, neither Lenin’s declaration nor Taizu’s thoughts nor capital or private sectors were even praised at all. Even though modern big brothers have tried to change the overall situation and reinterpret the program in various ways, in some industries and places, they are still full of sensitivity, and no one will forget the outcome of the “capitalist roaders” back then.

In the chaos, Zhang Yifu seemed to have become a small point, one, one variable. The more chaotic the situation, the larger the range of changeable he can be.

At this moment, Zhang Yifu suddenly realized.

It seems that I have finally been given the mission of change and have the ability to change. Under the baptism of many eyes, I have truly appeared on stage. It is unknown what we welcomed him with applause or scolding.

Because he himself was the most chaotic one at this time.

He just wanted to have a good talk with someone and tell them well, and to tell them all about these hidden things, tell them all the dissatisfaction and future uneasiness to someone, let her re-examine all this, let her comfort her, let her coax herself to sleep, and spend this night peacefully.

No one is superman, and anyone will be tired.

After the guesthouse was completely deserted, Zhang Yifu left the door quietly.

He walked alone on the street, countless scenes flashed by, whether it was Ou Wei, who was both stern and honest, Niu Dameng, Duan Youwei, or Qin Yong, who was so silly and honest, whether it was Wen Tianming, who was simple in his mind, or Qin Yue, who had a ghost idea when his eyes turned, they all passed by like a lantern. They also had clear goals, they also loved life, and they always stopped complaining about their own entanglements and troubles about society, but why did they have to make so much trouble in their minds?

For the first time, he was a little tired and a little tired. He could really speak loudly about Brother Bo and hype the benefits of private water and electricity, but it was difficult to do it.

Do a good job in microcomputer protection, get all the circuits, transformers, and generators, and have time to create a set of automation, use hundreds of millions of assets to enjoy the prosperity of life, and buy a private plane to explore the beauty of the world. This is the most realistic and comfortable life.

Unexpectedly, when I came to southern Yunnan, I didn’t relax at all. On the edge of the vortex, the water flowed faster and the circle turned bigger.

He returned to the dormitory and wanted to have a drink with Brother Bo, but after thinking about it, he had basically few words to talk to Brother Bo, and he couldn't understand even if he talked to him. This person was too pragmatic.

Subconsciously, Zhang Yifu pressed "010" and then pressed the phone number of Xia Xue's house, but the last one still didn't press it. As long as you call her home, you should be able to get her current contact information.

In the end, he put down his receiver, not being so unreliable, and not being able to fall into this endless emotional cycle again for a temporary confession.

Who else?

Xiang Xiaofei?

Chatting like this will only put pressure on her.

Parents? You can’t find them anymore.

Yue Yunhe...No, now I don't want to see him and think of him.

Work...work...only work.

He picked up his bag and rushed to the unit, and found the dusty plans in the plan, recalled what the troublemakers said, found out the plans they had before, compared the power grid and power station planning, began to draw and draw, and began to plan, prioritize and proceed step by step.

The selfless work allowed him to temporarily clear out the messy anxiety. By the early morning, he had sorted out more than a dozen backlogs of plans into a whole and gave him a politically nice name "Village and Village Connect".

This name is definitely not his original name. It is actually a macro project proposed by the state later, covering many industries, including electricity, water, network and television, to ensure the modernization of people's livelihood in remote villages and counties.

There is no harm in making it out in advance. Zhang Yifu squinted his eyes in the morning light, leaned on the back of the chair, and finally fell asleep.

That morning, after seeing off the other leaders, the Southern Yunnan Bureau quickly returned to the regular work rhythm. After all the troubles, the regular meetings in the afternoon became lazy. Even when Zhang Yifu proposed this "village connection" at the regular meeting, many people didn't listen at all.

"...In summary, I think this is a major event that concerns the improvement of our people's livelihood and power supply network in southern Yunnan, and can be put on the agenda."
Chapter completed!