Collection of Gods

Chapter 451: The writing is beautiful, and the strategy is hidden in the mind

"You say it."

"I'm listening."

Fu Zhiming nodded slightly, indicating that Tang Yuan could speak.

"First thing."

Facing Fu Zhiming's attention, Tang Yuan stretched out a finger: "There is a dinner party tonight. I hope uncle, you will come to accompany me."

"Dinner party?"

"What kind of dinner?"

"Is there anyone important?"

Fu Zhiming was stunned for a moment and asked with some confusion.

Tang Yuan heard this and asked directly: "Uncle, do you think Shen Wenxu, Secretary General of Zhejiang Province, is an important person?"

"Secretary-General Shen?"

"You said Secretary-General Shen will be coming to dinner tonight?!"

When Fu Zhiming heard this, his tone rose a lot.

"Not only Secretary-General Shen, there is a high probability that many leaders at the same level as him, or even one level higher than him, will appear at tonight's dinner."

"I think this is a good opportunity. Being able to get familiar with these people will be of great help to your future development, uncle."

Tang Yuan truthfully told Fu Zhiming his speculation based on his own experience and judgment.

"Xiaoyuan, this..."

"What the hell is going on with you?"

"Why were you invited to such a dinner?"

Fu Zhiming felt that his head was in a mess. The news Tang Yuan had just revealed to him was a bit too shocking.

As an ordinary person, Fu Zhiming has been able to reach where he is today with difficulty and walking on thin ice. It is definitely hard work that outweighs opportunities. If there are no special opportunities, he will most likely stop here in his life.

As for the Shen Wenxu mentioned by Tang Yuan just now, an existence of that level is simply out of reach for him. As for an existence higher than Shen Wenxu, it is even more unthinkable.

Now, Tang Yuan suddenly ran up to him and told him that he would take him to the dinner party tonight. These existences that were usually out of reach would all sit at the same table with him. If Tang Yuan hadn't His nephew, if someone else told him that, he would probably kick him out as a lunatic.

"Uncle, the reason is very simple."

"I now hold a project with a total investment of 50 billion. I have absolute say in this project. Wherever I say the project will be invested, the project will be invested."

"With these 50 billion, shouldn't Shen Wenxu and the others treat me to dinner?"

Tang Yuan looked at Fu Zhiming and asked with a smile.

Fifty billion!

When Fu Zhiming heard this, he was already confused, but now he was even more confused.

As the penholder within the system, Fu Zhiming is very aware of the huge role that 50 billion in industrial investment can play. It has unparalleled temptation for any province.

We must know that Hangzhou, as the provincial capital city, only reached the 2018 billion mark in total investment in 2000, and it only increased based on quantity accumulation.

As for other cities in the province, they may have to work hard for a whole year, but the total amount of investment will not reach 50 billion.

"Xiao Yuan, what is your 50 billion project?"

"Why do you have the decision-making power on this project?"

At this moment, Fu Zhiming seemed to have incarnated into a hundred thousand whys. Various questions were emerging one after another. However, some questions Tang Yuan could answer Fu Zhiming. Some questions were still too early to answer, so Tang Yuan could only selectively answer them. answer.

"Uncle, this matter is a long story." "There are some things that I can't explain to you clearly for the time being. You just need to know that I am in charge of this matter."

"The dinner is at six o'clock, and there are still more than two hours left. Tell me now, will you come with me to the dinner today?"

Tang Yuan speeded up his speech and asked seriously.

"go with!"

Fu Zhiming has been ups and downs in this building for decades. No matter how many people ask for such an opportunity, it is now in front of him. If he doesn't even have this courage and courage, then he can't sit still. to where we are today.

"Uncle, you don't have to be nervous."

"When it comes to dinner, just sit and brush your face, and leave the rest to me."

Tang Yuan saw that Fu Zhiming was so decisive, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then he comforted Fu Zhiming with a few words to prevent him from being too stressed and causing excessive tension.

"Don't worry, your uncle is not as fragile as you think."

Fu Zhiming saw Tang Yuan's worry, he smiled and shook his head.

"Uncle, after finishing the first thing, let's start talking about the second thing."

As soon as Tang Yuan finished speaking, Fu Zhiming raised his hand and stopped him from continuing to speak: "Wait a moment, your first thing shocked me, please tell me to slow down a little." Wait for a moment, wait for me to take a sip of tea, and then you can continue."

With that said, Fu Zhiming picked up the teacup next to him, unscrewed the lid of the teacup and started to cook.

Tang Yuan couldn't help but look a little helpless at this situation, and waited patiently for Fu Zhiming until he finished the half cup of tea.

"Okay, you go ahead."

"I'm mentally prepared."

Fu Zhiming wiped his mouth, then looked at Tang Yuan seriously and said.

"Um……"

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I'm just going to move your position through my connections. If nothing unexpected happens, someone will talk to you soon, and there's a high chance that you will be sent to Lin'an to take up the post of music director."

Facing the serious-looking Fu Zhiming, Tang Yuan deliberately said in an understatement.

As Tang Yuan's words fell, even though Fu Zhiming had just done enough psychological construction, after he heard Tang Yuan's words, his psychological construction seemed to be on paper, and all his defenses were broken in an instant. .

"Xiaoyuan, what did you just say?"

Fu Zhiming stood up immediately, his face flushed a little, and it was impossible to restrain his excitement and excitement.

"Uncle, you can leave here soon."

“Go to new places, be on the right side, and realize your ambitions.”

"Congratulations, my uncle, the district chief!"

Tang Yuan looked at Fu Zhiming's excited face and said softly. He knew that the other party had been waiting for this day for too long, so long that the other party no longer had any hope.

Expected again and again, disappointed again and again.

Reality has smoothed the other party's edges and extinguished the other party's hopes.

The articles written in the pen are beautiful, and the secrets in the mind are hidden.

It is a pity that for decades, everyone has only seen Fu Zhiming's beautiful articles, but never seen Fu Zhiming's ideal strategy.

Fu Zhiming thought he had no hope in this life, but he didn't expect that his nephew would give him such a big surprise today...

(End of this chapter)