In the next few days, Liang Xi, like a chicken blood, used various relationships to call the representatives of women who knew, did not know, from all walks of life, and all women who could contact, asked them to search and investigate various cases locally, and then summarize them during the meeting and write a unified proposal.

This is now a hornet's nest. The women representatives from all over the country reacted very enthusiastically, patting their chests to ensure that they would definitely complete the task.

Fu Song watched coldly, feeling the tightening of the moment inexplicably. The lesbians were comrades who were eating pots of juice and welcomed the king's army. With a call, the wind and thunder were blowing, and the world had been suffering for a long time...

The pit seems to be a bit big, so I have to be careful. It is best to work honestly with your tail between your legs these two days, so he took the initiative to take on the housework and the work of taking care of the children.

You can't do this, don't you see her scolding men in the air these two days?

Alas, is it easy for me?

Liang Xi himself also had a proposal on rural education. He was too busy to get busy, so he called Feng Ye over to help.

Feng Ye was young and energetic. After going to the hospital to visit Chu Linlin, he also felt like he was injected with chicken blood. Fu Song felt something was wrong when she looked at her.

Fu Song felt like he was caught in a gun, but what's the matter with me?

I can’t afford to offend me or hide?

After breakfast every day, I carried my child to the park in the community to sing Mao. There were not many other people here, but there were many elderly people and children. When Fu Sheng was released from the ground, he left him alone.

Read the newspaper and listen to the radio. When you are interested, you go and watch chess. Sometimes you can’t help but say a few words. Without exception, the main owner complained: It’s all your fault, hum, you’re a bad chess trick!

"We welcome all the Soviet Union withdraws troops from Afghanistan in accordance with the Geneva Agreement. The Chinese people have deep sympathy for the Afghan people and hope that Afghanistan will establish a broad-based coalition government as soon as possible to achieve domestic peace..."

Feng Tianfang turned the volume of the radio to the maximum and sighed: "The Russians have been struggling for so many years, and it's in vain."

Fu Song said: "I heard that the situation in the Russians in China is very bad and they can't continue to fight."

Feng Tianfang sneered: "How bad can it be? After all, the big brother is the big brother, and his background is there. If you withdraw, it is always wrong to invade, alas..."

Well, as long as you are happy!

Fu Song was too lazy to argue with him because he knew that there were too many people like Feng Tianfang who were full of confidence in the Soviet Union.

Their generations have had a very conflicting relationship with the Soviet Union. They cursed the Soviet Union, but loved them to the death in their hearts, and always fantasized that one day in the future, the Soviet Union would be as reconciled as before and as close as lovers.

Fu Song was the same in his previous life. When he saw the news of the collapse of the Soviet Union, he doubted whether the TV station was occupied by the United States and the enemy broadcasted fake news to hit the people's confidence.

When it was confirmed that the Soviet Union had really disintegrated, he was like his biological mother who had died. The huge psychological gap and concerns about the future of the country made him breathless.

There are many people in China who "sacrifice for love" for this. Although China and the Soviet Union are separated, their faith will not be separated. The disintegration of the Soviet Union represents the collapse of a belief.

"It should be trustworthy, and should not find excuses to delay the withdrawal of troops..."

Feng Tianfang scolded: "I should have made direct attacks on Hanoi in 1979 and destroy him!"

Fu Song also agreed, so he started scolding, saying whatever he heard was ugly.

"Yesterday, the first batch of more than 300 commercial housing units sold publicly began to register... The standard selling price of commercial housing is RMB 1,600,1,700,1,900 per square meter of construction area..."

"My God, what house is so expensive, with gold and diamonds?"

"A square meter costs nearly two thousand yuan, but a house costs no more than ten or two hundred thousand yuan?"

"Who can afford such a house!"

"Who else can? Those self-employed people, no matter how much money they have, they are talking about sacks!"

The old people around them started to talk, and all their faces showed resentment.

Although Feng Tianfang did not participate in it, he shook his head: "I have been working in urban construction all my life, and I really can't understand it now. Can I sell such an expensive house?"

Fu Song smiled and said, "This is where you go. The more you go, the more expensive the house goes. This year's 2,000 yuan, and next year it may be 3,000 yuan. The morning you get on the car, the more you earn."

"It's all done by you guys!" Feng Tianfang snorted, "I heard you're also engaged in real estate?"

"Do you know this?" Fu Song was a little puzzled, "It's just a small fight."

"A little fight?" Feng Tianfang glanced at him, "The promotional materials Feng Ye took home... Let me state first, I either deliberately inquire about your company's secrets or took a look inadvertently."

Fu Song said indifferently: "Just look at it. I have always been open-minded in business and never do shameful things."

Feng Tianfang asked: "Didn't you think about coming to Mucheng for real estate development? I heard that the policies will be liberalized soon, and Mucheng will also implement a paid transfer system for land use rights this year."

At present, Mucheng has not yet fully opened the real estate market. Not only does it limit the scope of real estate development to urban areas and development zones, but it also imposes strict restrictions on the participants, and the entry of private capital and foreign capital is strictly prohibited.

"Let's talk about it when I'll let it go." Fu Song no longer cared about these specific matters, otherwise he would be too busy to split him into several pieces, and he didn't like to intervene randomly. "Isn't the Housing Management Bureau doing a good job now? Are you not afraid that I will steal the Housing Management Bureau's business?"

Feng Tianfang said: "The Housing Management Bureau has a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west, and they are all small-scale quarrels. In my opinion, the best way to carry out urban renewal and old city renovation is to uniformly acquire land, plan and develop within the scope of urban construction. If you invest in this way, how can the Housing Management Bureau have such strength?"

Fu Song agreed: "If it is a large-scale development in the old city of Mucheng, I am interested in this."

Isn’t this damn nonsense? How big is the old town of Mucheng? He has a small appetite. He can get the qualification to develop a large area by the beach for at least ten years.

"This matter is not urgent. I plan to invest in building a hotel in Mucheng this year. Where do you think it is better to build it?"

Feng Tianfang is a living map of Mucheng, and every grass and tree of Mucheng are imprinted in his mind. Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is not much different.

Feng Tianfang was indeed interested, "How large is the area? How high is the floor? What level?"

"I can't tell you exactly how much, but since you want to build it, you can build the best one. After the hotel is built, it will be operated by Xiangjiang United Hotel Group. Oh, the former of United Hotel is Shangri-La Hotel."
Chapter completed!