Siheyuan: Since 51

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"We, the villagers of Fuhua Village, have a high level of awareness."

The old man couldn't help but pause, his face full of suspicion, as if he was looking at a fool.

"Are you here to inspect the project and plan to invest back?"

Lin Zhiyuan followed the line of thought and nodded slightly.

"Yes, Pengcheng is a pioneer after all. It has advanced ideas and projects. Bringing them back will definitely benefit the people and make some money at the same time."

The old man smacked his lips and shook his head.

"I suggest you just forget it and go back to find a class to attend. It's better than messing around like that."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Where do you start talking about this?"

The old man spread his hands, as if it was a matter of course.

"You don't even understand the policy, yet you still dare to invest? You must have asked your relatives and friends to raise the start-up capital, right? I've seen many people like you. You rush forward in a fit of rage and are bound to fall."

Lin Zhiyuan took a puff of cigarette, looked humble, and asked for advice.

"Please tell me in detail."

The old man smiled and began to teach.

"The village collective is not only responsible for distributing dividends, but also for supervision. This is a right and an obligation. If we see something unreasonable, we must come and ask about it. The street office must explain it to us clearly."

Lin Zhiyuan asked again with a respectful attitude.

"Since ancient times, the people have never fought against the officials. If you do this, aren't you afraid that the street office will chase you away?"

The old man's face suddenly turned serious and he scolded in a deep voice.

"You can't slander the sub-district office. Not to mention that the higher-ups are strict, the awareness of the staff in the sub-district office is quite high.

Besides, if they don’t do the job for us, we can report it to the higher-ups. If they don’t solve the problem, we can call the Special Economics Bureau and we have Steward Lin to back us up.”

After saying that, he waved his hand impatiently.

"Go, go, go, listen to my advice and go home early. If you don't know anything, don't even think about doing business."

Lin Zhiyuan laughed awkwardly.

"Master, I still want to learn more..."

Before he could finish his words, the old man put his hands behind his back and curled his lips.

"As you please, just leave now, my wife won't let me chat with idiots."

……

It was a hilarious undercover visit that made me feel both relieved and angry.

What is gratifying is that with continuous publicity, the grassroots people have united and become stronger.

The reason for anger is because of the false and exaggerated advertisements in the past, and people went from resisting to accepting and then to becoming accustomed to them.

Nowadays, this bad habit must be nipped in the bud.

Hurry back to your residence.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Zhiyuan immediately gave orders.

"Shasha, inform Pan Fei that with the development of the economy, advertising has become an important source of income for TV stations and even newspapers. It is urgent to establish a regulatory system. Adhere to the facts and eliminate falsehoods and exaggerations. Let him lead people to draft a plan and wait for me to deal with it when I return."

After saying that, he remembered something and added another sentence.

"Well, I won't go back at the end of the year, so I'll let him report directly to Mr.

Bai Sha quickly wrote it down, but she felt a little confused.

"Brother Lin, how many months will we stay here?"

Lin Zhiyuan didn't explain and just laughed it off.

"Almost. Tomorrow you take your people out for a stroll and get a feel for the grassroots. I have to deal with other things."

Baisha frowned and asked weakly.

"Brother Lin, are you going to leave alone? The Special Economics Bureau has a lot of things to do, and Director Pan can't make up his mind..."

Before he could finish, Lin Zhiyuan raised his hand to stop him.

"I have something important to do and I have to leave. Tell him that he has grown up over the years and it's time for him to help me share the pressure."

……

In the ten days since arriving in Pengcheng, Lin Zhiyuan has been walking the streets and conducting secret visits at the grassroots level, and almost everyone knows about it.

Most people hope for great luck and an encounter, while a very small number worry about doing something wrong and getting into trouble.

In short, for a time, there was a prosperous atmosphere, the rivers were peaceful and the seas were calm, and no one picked up things on the roads.

Lin Zhiyuan had already taken Guo Shuaijiang and quietly went to Fujian Province, taking a boat south.

15th, afternoon.

At the gate of a mansion.

Lin Zhiyuan was dressed in casual clothes, standing with his sleeves waving. Behind him, Guo Shuaijiang stood straight.

Jiang Shi, leaning on a cane, led his eldest son Jiang Guo out to greet them.

Even before Lin Zhiyuan set out south, news had been circulating.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I still found it a little hard to believe when we actually met.

He looked and examined her for a full minute before bursting into laughter.

"The young man is formidable, resolute and elegant, and able to keep his composure. He is truly a combination of the strengths of the two."

After saying that, he smiled and moved closer.

"Zhiyuan, is it okay to call you this?"

His tone was gentle, unhurried, and full of a strong local accent.

Lin Zhiyuan had a smile on his face, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue, and it is certainly permissible regardless of age."

Seeing this and hearing this, Jiang Shi admired him even more. He couldn't help but glance sideways at his eldest son Jiang Guo, sighed a little, then turned around and gestured.

"You have come all this way, please."

Walk into the mansion and come to the reception hall.

The Jiang family father and son and Lin Zhiyuan sat down on the sofa, while Guo Shuaijiang was guarding outside the door.

After more than half an hour of greeting, Jiang Shi narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

"My hometown is fine. I heard it's undergoing reforms, but I don't know if the changes are big."

Knowing that he was asking about the mouth of the river, Lin Zhiyuan deliberately expanded it.

“Everything is fine at home.

The economy is surging, the pace of development is steady, the future is brighter, and we are moving forward step by step;

The rapid development of science and technology will allow us to reach the moon in the sky and catch turtles in the oceans in the near future.

The cultural prosperity is like a blossoming flower, like a new chapter in a song, and it continues endlessly;

The society is harmonious, the people have hope, they are happy and healthy, and the great harmony is in sight.”

After saying this, he changed the subject and sighed.

"Of course, we also hope that those who are away from home will put aside their prejudices, abandon their misunderstandings, and return home as soon as possible."

Jiang Shi was moved, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Looking back on the past, it's not just a misunderstanding. How are we going to get along in the future? I wonder how much sincerity Zhiyuan has brought this time?"

Lin Zhiyuan took a sip of tea and smiled gently.

"It depends on your choice. It can be eight points of sincerity and two points of caution, or it can be ten points of sincerity and six points of ambition."

Jiang Shi was leaning on a cane in both hands, sitting upright, with a sharp gaze and a smile on his lips.

"How do you explain the former?"

Faced with the overwhelming pressure, Lin Zhiyuan turned a blind eye.

"We are one family and we don't talk behind each other's backs. Except to outsiders, we should live our own lives. How about that?"

Jiang Shi nodded slightly, obviously having expected this, and slowly stood up, walked to the corner, took out a newspaper from the drawer and returned.

“This is the People’s Daily in May 60.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I have wavered more than once. If we count from the time I drifted to this point, it has been twenty years. Every time I look north, I sigh. However, the will of the people is unpredictable. If I am not careful, I will step into the abyss. Zhiyuan, what can you teach me? "

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Even if you have money, connections, and a righteous cause, you can't feel at ease?"

After saying that, he deliberately glanced at the newspaper.

As expected, the front-page headline was the old man's proposal that, except for communication with the outside world, everything including security could be controlled by themselves.

If this is not enough to reassure you, then maybe it will be possible if it is just one part of your own big plan. Otherwise, you will have to resort to drastic measures.

Jiang Shi shook his head slightly and sighed.

"You are caught between a rock and a hard place. If you advance, you'll be courting death. If you retreat, you'll be on the chopping block."

After a pause, he chuckled and asked back.

"Throughout history, whenever a separatist regime emerged, it was either destroyed or it was defeated. What do you think?"

Without waiting for a response, he raised his hand.

"Tell me about the latter you just mentioned."