Chapter 472 Asking for Help
Seeing that several people were silent, Yang Dongxu also felt bored. So he turned to Sun Changfeng and said, "Why don't you go up and count the money? If there is no problem, let's sign the car purchase contract. It's getting late and we have to go back."
"No, no need to count." Sun Changfeng waved his hand and said, what a joke, even if the relationship between the two people is not to the point of not needing to count the money, looking at the background behind this young man and his performance just now, you know that he is not the kind of person who will play tricks on the car purchase money.
"Really don't look at it, if you come back to me with fake money, I don't know you?" Yang Dongxu said half-jokingly.
"How is it possible." Sun Changfeng also smiled, and his tense expression relaxed.
"Okay, let's sign the contract, and you can fix the license plate and other things by the way. See if you can get back at noon."
"Why are you going at noon? Why do you think the food at my brother's house is not good?" Sun Changfeng, who had relaxed, said.
"It's not that the food at my brother's house is bad, it's really something. Besides, I didn't say hello to my family, and I'm afraid they will worry if I go back late. I'll have a chance to come and have a drink with Brother Sun in the future." Yang Dongxu laughed.
Then, as if the beating of Zhang Chenglong just now hadn't happened, Yang Dongxu signed the contract and sat in the car shop with Zhao Desheng and others to chat for a while.
After the license plate and household registration procedures were all done, he frowned: "Is it really okay for you to drive back like this?"
Obviously he was a little worried about his uncle who drove a big truck. When he first came, he thought that he would let Yang's father drive the pickup truck back later. The small car would not be a big problem. He would follow his uncle to drive the big truck, and he would be able to stop any problems in time.
But now, although several people didn't talk about Zhang Chenglong's affairs, he couldn't just pat his butt and leave. After all, it's impossible to make two phone calls and then go home to wait for news when asking someone to do something. There should still be etiquette. So now he obviously can't drive home with his uncle.
"It's okay, I'll watch him. This thing is just a little bigger than the three-wheeled or four-wheeled vehicle at home. It's not a big deal if it turns slowly." The little grandfather said.
"Okay then." Yang Dongxu nodded. Obviously, his uncle couldn't accompany him to drive all day, so he had to let him get familiar with it. So although he was a little worried, he didn't say anything else.
After sending his uncle and father to the car, Yang Dongxu comforted his father with a worried expression, "It's okay. Director Zhao is here, I will definitely not suffer any loss. Besides, I just called Uncle Chen and nothing will happen."
"Okay then." Father Yang nodded.
Obviously he knew who Uncle Chen Yang Dongxu was talking about. Although he didn't like to go around and build relationships, he had visited Chen Weimin several times during the holidays before, until he was transferred.
Father Yang also heard that Chen Weimin was now a high-ranking official, and it was said that it was easier to get things done if you had someone in the court. Besides, they were in the right, so the son stayed to deal with the matter and walk around, nothing should happen. Only then did he feel relieved to get in the car, start the engine, and drive the newly bought pickup truck home.
"I really trouble you two this time, and thank Director Zheng for coming." After seeing off his father and uncle, Yang Dongxu turned around and shook hands with Sun Changfeng and others: "I'll treat you to a meal sometime."
"How can I let you treat me when I come to Chengwang City? You tell me a time and I'll host you." Sun Changfeng said. If he was a little hesitant before, now he really wanted to make friends with this young man who felt very extraordinary.
"I am also from Chengwang City, you can't treat me as an outsider." Yang Dongxu smiled and said, "How about this, I have something to do tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I'll host you the day after tomorrow night, and we'll have some drinks."
"Then I'll be waiting for your dinner." Sun Changfeng didn't insist.
Yang Dongxu smiled and nodded, then said to Zhao Desheng next to him: "I will bother Director Zhao later."
"Of course, of course." Zhao Desheng waited here and didn't leave, just wanting Yang Dongxu to bother him. At this time, they naturally immediately made an agreement.
After waving goodbye to Sun Changfeng and others, Yang Dongxu got into Zhao Desheng's car. Later, he was going to meet Zhao Feng, who was the former secretary of Chen Weimin, the boss of Zhao Desheng who was transferred back by the little grandfather, and the newly appointed mayor of Chengwang City. At first, he was going to meet Zhao Feng alone, but after thinking about it, he brought Zhao Desheng with him.
From the scene where the gangsters dared to come in the back, it was obvious that he had to take over the power of the police station. Otherwise, even if this matter was over, it would leave hidden dangers.
"Young Master Yang, where are we going?" After getting in the car, Zhao Desheng asked the driver to get off the car and drive himself. Yang Dongxu, who originally wanted to sit in the back, opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot. Zhao Desheng hesitated for a while, and finally did not call Xuzi, but called Young Master Yang.
"Call him Xuzi, or Daodongxu, or Xiaoxu. Calling him Young Master Yang is too distant."
"Then I'll call you Xiaoxu."
"That's fine. Let's go to the Municipal Party Committee compound. By the way, we'll stop at a store on the side of the road and buy something."
Zhao Desheng's eyes lit up when he heard about going to the Municipal Party Committee compound. It was obvious that he was not going to apologize to Mayor Zhang at this time, but to meet Mayor Zhao. "Okay."
Zhao Desheng didn't know what to talk about with Yang Dongxu for a while after starting the engine.
Yang Dongxu touched his pocket and handed a cigarette to Zhao Desheng to light for him. He also smoked a cigarette. In fact, he did not smoke. He had a cigarette in his pocket because he had many acquaintances back in the village. Passing cigarettes when meeting and greeting is a basic etiquette in the countryside. But there were only two people in the car, and he couldn't let Zhao Desheng smoke alone, otherwise Zhao Desheng would definitely feel uncomfortable smoking.
"Didn't I say that the Beijing-Kowloon Line will be opened to traffic next year? Why does our city look a little lifeless?" Yang Dongxu found a topic.
"Who says it's not the case? The current economy is still the same as before with little development."
"The city has never thought about attracting investment?" To be honest, he was a little confused as to why Chengwang City, which obviously has convenient truck transportation, was still a third-tier city after being around for so long.
"Why is there no investment promotion? Director Zhou from the investment promotion office is so anxious about this matter that his hair has turned gray. But those who give policies give policies, and those who give land give land, but people just don't want to come. What can we do? After so many years of hard work, nothing can be done. , only the fertilizer factory and the agricultural machinery factory can do very well, but the others are not enough. "
"There are no big factories, so it would be good to introduce some small factories." Yang Dongxu said.
"We talked for a few times about toy factories and shoe factories, but we didn't succeed." Zhao Desheng said calmly.
After taking a look at Zhao Desheng's expression, Yang Dongxu understood something in his heart. Obviously, the leaders of Chengwang City have not yet let go of their arrogance after being praised by the province for their economic development in 1985.
Now it is even more ambitious to rely on the Beijing-Kowloon Line. It wants to introduce big projects and has no regard for these small factories. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the introduction of several small factories to fail.
Seeing a fruit stall on the road, Yang Dongxu went down and bought two bags of fruit and a box of the well-known welcome wine from Anhui Province. Seeing him getting into the car carrying such a simple gift, Zhao Desheng not only said nothing, but felt that the relationship between Yang Dongxu and the mayor seemed to be better than imagined.
Otherwise, if you come to ask for help, we won’t say how much you will give. The mayor may not accept it even if you give it to someone. But this gift must be of high quality. Whether or not you accept it is their business. You can't save money on gifts. This is going to the mayor's house.
But this is only for ordinary people. The relationship between Yang Dongxu and the mayor is obviously unusual. Therefore, it is best if the gift is intentional and practical, but it is not good if it is too expensive.
Zhao Feng greeted the guards at the municipal party committee compound in advance, so the car drove directly to the door of Zhao Feng's house without any obstruction. Seeing that Zhao Feng actually went out to greet him when he heard the car rang, Yang Dongxu quickly got out of the car and stretched out his hands with a smile on his face.
"Uncle Zhao, you are too polite. It will make me afraid to come next time."
"It sounds like you have been through the door several times." Zhao Feng said with a smile. Originally, I was a little confused about what to call Yang Dongxu. After all, he was the younger brother of his old leader, the god-grandson of the respected old man. And now he is a herdsman.
And Yang Dongxu's words of Uncle Zhao not only resolved his embarrassment of not knowing what to call him. She even shouted at him to make her smile happily, feeling in her heart that she was indeed educated by that old man since childhood. This tutor really had nothing to say.
"Hello, Mayor Zhao." Yang Dongxu hurriedly got out of the car, and Zhao Desheng had no choice but to take out the gifts Yang Dongxu bought.
"You're right here. What else do you bring?" Glancing at what Zhao Desheng was carrying, Zhao Feng knew who bought it and gave Yang Dongxu a somewhat reproachful look.
"Excuse me, Director Zhao." He turned around to express his gratitude to Zhao Desheng who helped carry the things and said, "That's right. In the countryside, you don't want to go to see someone empty-handed. Besides, I'm here to ask for help."
"You, you, have been crazy since you were a child. You want to ask the mayor to do something with this little thing. This is a big deal." Zhao Feng said half-jokingly.
Compared with Zhao Feng, who Yang Dongxu had previously remembered as having a bit of an artistic temperament when carrying a bag next to Chen Weimin, the tempering of these years has made the 43-year-old Zhao Feng look much more elegant, and his words and deeds have an aura equal to his status. However, this kind of momentum is not overbearing to him, but has a kind of intimacy between elders and juniors. After all, Zhao Feng's age is at stake here.
Several people entered the room and Zhao Desheng sat there for a while before getting up and leaving, declining the mayor's offer to stay. He originally just wanted to knock on the door and let the mayor understand what he meant and set up this line. Being able to sit in the room for a while is already a huge honor. You should not be too greedy, and you should have some eyesight to know how to advance and retreat.
Zhao Feng and Yang Dongxu both stood up, but Zhao Feng did not send him off. Yang Dongxu sent Zhao Desheng to the door before returning. Zhao Feng, who had already sat down, saw Yang Dongxu coming back and asked, "Very familiar?"
"It's the first time we met today, but he has a good relationship with my little grandpa." Yang Dongxu said.
"Oh." Zhao Feng nodded and understood what Yang Dongxu meant. This was obviously to give him a chance to help Zhao Desheng, otherwise he would not mention his little grandpa.