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Chapter 235: Going to the Countryside

As soon as the news ended, Han Zesheng's phone call came on time.

Fu Song didn't say anything to him and said directly: "Old Han, everyone has scraped their bones and healed their injuries. Let's stop stretching it. Start the second phase of the project immediately. And Xinyuan's account should be calculated."

Han Zesheng said: "Mr. Fu, I'll do it right away!"

Fu Song waited until now to deal with Xinyuan, mainly to solve the matter in Yingxian first, stabilize his base camp, and without any worries, so that he could launch a counterattack without distraction.

In the past two months, Xinyuan thought he was afraid, so he used the same trick again. Through the Municipal Finance Bureau, he greeted the county below and brought several of Fu Dong's offline products to others, which made the sales staff of large feed panic, and even many people began to give in.

Fu Song has been holding back this tone. If I don’t kill Xinyuan this time, I won’t be surnamed Fu!

After throwing the matter to Han Zesheng, Fu Song continued to be the boss. Of course, he was not idle either, and he had to prepare for the seminar of the Department of Geography every weekend.

"The overall land use master plan follows the principle of top-down preparation, and the main land use indicators in the plan are also decomposed from top to bottom. Some comrades may ask, "I haven't started editing yet, and I haven't even prepared the outline and technical plan. Why are you so sure?"

Fu Song picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea, and smiled and said, "We assume that the land use master plan adopts a bottom-up preparation method. Do you think it can have a binding effect? ​​Qindao next door has made an indicator of 100,000 acres by itself. When we see Mucheng, we only have 80,000 acres in Mucheng. You are so bold that you dare to make 100,000 acres. No, I have to have at least 120,000 acres."

As soon as they finished speaking, everyone agreed, "That's right, why is Qin Island more than us?"

Fu Song spread his hands and smiled, "Look, no one obeys each other, so you compare me, I compare you, one is more attractive than the other, is the binding nature of land use indicators even more? Do you need to protect the cultivated land? Finally, after summing up, the central government saw, my god, it is not enough to add up the land area of ​​our country!"

"Ha ha……."

...

"Okay, that's all today. The last seminar next weekend will mainly talk about my understanding of the "three rules in one", that is, how to do the planning and how to connect. It's still the same rule, and the materials will be given to you before next Wednesday."

After the seminar, Gu Yongguang called Fu Song: "Xiao Fu, don't rush to leave, go to the office to sit."

When he arrived at Lao Gu's office, Fu Song asked, "Director Gu, what's the matter with me?"

Gu Yongguang picked up a stack of manuscript paper from the table and handed it to him, "After the first seminar, I assigned tasks to every teacher in the department, each with at least one article. I am an amateur and have no qualifications to interfere. You should check it."

Fu Song didn't go to pick him up and said with a smile: "Isn't this good? I am an undergraduate, so how can I check for the masters? No, I will be gossiped about it."

Gu Yongguang threw the manuscript directly into his arms and said angrily: "Do you always ask for a wide range of quotes and guidance in every seminar? You can't stand it, but now you're panting with me?"

Fu Song was afraid that Old Gu would continue to reveal his shortcomings, so he hurriedly said, "I think I can't do it?"

Then Gu Yongguang smiled with satisfaction and said, "Well, hurry up and give it to me next week. Where is yours?"

Fu Song said while looking through the manuscript: "I, in addition to the first article, I also wrote a review. I have been writing a paper about socialist capital these two days. I will bring it here for you to see next time."

Gu Yongguang said speechlessly: "Three papers in a month and a half, you are such a fast gunner."

Fu Song looked at Lao Gu quietly, you are the fast gunner, your whole family is the fast gunner!

Gu Yongguang did not notice Fu Song's abnormality. In his opinion, the fast gunner was the biggest compliment to a person. He was old and could not even be a fast gunner.

After sighing for a while, Gu Yongguang asked: "Why, are you still planning to march into the theoretical community? If you post this article, you may become the target of public criticism."

Fu Song said without caring: "The reason is not clear."

Gu Yongguang said: "The courage is commendable, but you will be scolded so hard that you must not cry."

Fu Song: “….”

When he woke up in the morning, Liang Xi turned around several times in front of the mirror, "Fu Song, I have no clothes to wear."

Fu Song turned his head and looked at her. She didn't really say anything nonsense. She had already been stretched out from her stomach last year and couldn't see her clothes.

Before I knew it, the child was almost five months old, and at most another five months, the melon would be ripe and land.

Seeing Liang Xi's increasingly plump figure, Fu Song swallowed, "When are you free? I'll take you to buy some maternity outfits."

Liang Xi said: "Just today, I will go to the countryside on the weekend. I will call and ask for a half-day leave."

Fu Song chased her and asked, "Go to the countryside? What countryside?"

"The foundation has selected several primary schools to donate to repair and went to field trips on weekends. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you'll ask me to pay for it. I won't do it." Liang Xi learned from his mistakes. Her early experiences and lessons forced her to treat every donation with caution.

"You go with your big belly?"

"Otherwise? Do you have the ability to help me unload the goods in advance?"

Fu Song said with a black thread at the end, "I mean, don't go with your big belly, it's not that you have no one in your foundation."

Liang Xi insisted: "This is the first activity of the foundation. How can I, the vice chairman, be absent?"

Fu Song knew that he couldn't convince her, so he had to say, "Then I'll let Lao Xu accompany you, you can take Lao Xu's car all the way."

Liang Xi gave him a blank look, "You think I'm going on a trip, we have borrowed two cars."

Fu Song snorted and said, "What car? 212? That broken car won't ruin you. Your foundation has no money, so why don't you buy a few buses?"

Liang Xi said speechlessly: "Have you ever spoken, can you do it? The foundation has a total of one million start-up funds. We buy a car without doing anything. You want others to poke our backbone!"

Fu Song was choked by her, but she didn't give up and said, "Just donate my car to your foundation. This should be OK, right?"

Liang Xi refused without thinking: "No!"

"Why?" Fu Song was almost gone. This was not enough, that was not enough. You stinky girl wanted to rebel!

"It's too high-profile. After taking this car out, it will make people feel alienated."

This is very reasonable, and Fu Song didn't know how to refute it. He still remembered that when he drove back to his hometown not long ago, the villagers looked at him as if they were looking at a stranger.

"However, I will accompany you and let you make trouble for yourself."
Chapter completed!
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