Putting Some Money In The Refrigerator Is None Of Your Business, Hou Liangping.

Sun Liancheng clapped his hands with a serious look on his face, and then withdrew several bodies, leaving the entire burden of Guangming Peak on Li Dakang's shoulders.

Li Dakang was smiling but not smiling, and kept staring at Sun Liancheng with a pair of dead fish.

Sun Liancheng nodded to him sincerely and did not stop clapping his hands.

Li Dakang didn't wait until he walked to the microphone and faced the investors.

Only then did his expression return to its original state. He pushed himself up and used all his strength before speaking:

"Just now, what District Chief Sun said was very clear."

"Don't be discouraged. There is definitely room for improvement in the Guangming Peak project."

"Okay, I'll go back and figure out a solution now."

Say it.

Leaving behind his last forced smile, Li Dakang quickly walked out of the banquet hall.

"Well done, Secretary Dakang, for your hard work, we will all think of a solution."

"Otherwise we have to find Secretary Dakang."

"let's go."

...

Seeing that no one wanted to talk to him at all, Sun Liancheng breathed a sigh of relief.

I finally felt relieved.

This mess at Guangming Peak has nothing to do with him.

Among the people going out, everyone walked with heavy steps, but Sun Liancheng was the only one who walked with wind.

When he walked out of the door, the sunshine was warm, and Sun Liancheng just felt relaxed and comfortable.

Seeing Li Dakang calling on the roadside, his voice seemed to be asking the driver to pick him up quickly.

Sun Liancheng pressed the car key, and the domineering big G clicked, and the unlocking sound sounded.

"Secretary Dakang, go back to your unit, I'll see you off."

Hearing this, Li Dakang raised his head and glared angrily, suppressing the voice that was about to explode:

"roll!"

...

The next few days.

Li Dakang can be said to be unbearable.

In the office.

He was busy dealing with the cases that caused a chain reaction due to Ding Yizhen's escape.

But the investors sitting in his office repeated it over and over again.

"Secretary Dakang."

"Have you thought of a solution? This project can't just be stopped like this!"

"Yes, all my wealth has been staked on the Guangming Peak project. Every day I don't start work, it will be a real loss!"

"Secretary Dakang, please say something!"

"Secretary Dakang!"

"..."

Li Dakang lowered his head and gritted his teeth, almost crushing the file he was looking at.

This group of people really made their heads explode.

Because of what Sun Liancheng blurted out in the banquet hall at that time.

As a result, this group of investors stayed in his office every day like Niubi Tang.

When he reads a document now, he is bombarded with sentence after sentence!

In fact, these are still secondary.

The point is that they are all investors. When Ding Yizhen fled, this group of people filled his office.

As a prefect, investors come every day and stay for most of the day.

If someone is willing to do something about it.

Li Dakang couldn't even think about it!

Under this double torture, Li Dakang felt that his mental pain had reached the extreme.

But unfortunately, he couldn't push these people towards Sun Liancheng.

Who knows, Guangming Peak's project has been firmly bound to him, Li Dakang.

If you don't care, what will these investors think?

When the time comes, there will be another collective escape. Li Dakang has been in the position of prefect for such a long time.

It’s all in vain!

"Everyone, everyone, I have contacted Shanshui Group."

"They will re-inject capital and construction will definitely start as scheduled."

"You don't have to worry about the Guangming Peak project."

Li Dakang couldn't express his pain, but he still managed to put on a smile and comfort the investors.

"Well, it has to be Secretary Dakang. We know you must have a way!"

"Secretary Dakang, you are simply our savior!"

"Secretary Dakang, under your leadership, Jingzhou will surely create brilliance!"

"..."

Investors finally felt at ease.

They had no intention of looking for Sun Liancheng at all.

How much money do you have to give to find him?

His clothes are enough to complete a small project in Guangming District.

...

Guangming District, petition office.

Sun Liancheng's office.

He drank tea leisurely and read newspapers and news.

During this period, except for some major issues that ordinary people petitioned for, he needed to deal with them.

The whole thing was completely free.

He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already one o'clock. Sun Liancheng stood up and straightened the chair.

Get ready to go home from get off work.

But at this moment, an anxious-looking old man in his fifties knocked on the door.

Sun Liancheng sighed inwardly, but still said: "Please come in."

So I sat back again.

"District Chief Sun." The old man said eagerly: "I am Zheng Xipo, the leader of the labor union of the Dafeng Factory Group. Someone wants to demolish the Dafeng Factory. You must make the decision for us workers!"

Damn it!

Is it time for Dafeng Factory to be demolished so soon?

The series of chain reactions caused by this will burn me.

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