The Official Ladder: I ascend to the pinnacle of power, wielding the power of life and death.

After talking with Liu Wenshan, Jiang Yiming called Zhu Xinglei.

"Secretary Jiang, you've finally made the call!"

"Do you know how I spent the past hour or so?"

Zhu Xinglei said, "My heart was in my throat the whole time!"

"Director Zhu, as you know, this matter is not easy to handle. I made more than ten phone calls before I finally got someone to suppress it."

Jiang Yiming said, "I still owe a lot of favors."

“I understand, I understand. You make a list of the expenses needed to visit the leaders, and I, Zhu Xinglei, will take care of it. I can’t let you owe favors and then have to pay out of pocket.”

Zhu Xinglei breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that the matter had been resolved, and said happily, "Secretary Jiang, I will remember this matter. In the future, if there is anything within my power, you can come to me, and I will never give you a hard time."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Xinglei slapped himself hard.

"Damn, what kind of mess did we make? We didn't even get the person done, and now we owe two people favors!"

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"Secretary Jiang, we have an appointment with a company today. The manager is willing to meet with us. Would you like to attend in person?"

"No, you can go by yourselves."

Jiang Yiming waved his hand and said.

The two young men in charge of investment promotion exchanged a glance, nodded, and left.

"Could our Party Secretary be using the guise of attracting investment to travel around? It's been five days, and he hasn't accompanied us to visit the company's CEO even once."

"That's what the girl said."

“I think similarly to you, but we can only talk about this in private. Don’t go back and tell anyone. If it gets out, the boss will definitely know that we were the ones who told him.”

The boy confessed.

"I'm not stupid. I was just chatting with you. Besides, previous leaders also used the guise of attracting investment to go out for meals and drinks. I'm used to it. It's just that everyone says our new secretary is different, so I had high expectations for him. I just didn't expect him to be just like the other leaders."

The girl said with some disappointment.

"Hehe, you're too naive. On the first day we came out, our leader was sleeping soundly in his room. I knew that what Secretary Jiang said at the meeting, and how high he raised his voice, was just for show. In reality, things were still the same."

"You're wrong to say that Secretary Jiang took the opportunity to come out. Since he arrived in Shanghai, he hasn't left his room except for going to a certain neighborhood for breakfast every morning without fail. We should go to that breakfast place and try it out, and see if it's as good as he says. Otherwise, why would Secretary Jiang only like this breakfast place?"

The two of them walked and talked.

the other side.

After washing up, Jiang Yiming headed towards a charming breakfast shop.

This is a place he visits every day.

Upon entering, Jiang Yiming saw a woman sitting there eating breakfast. His eyes lit up, and he said to the owner, "Five pan-fried buns and a bowl of soy milk, please."

"Okay, would you like to get it to go or eat here?"

"Let's eat here."

After paying, I sat down opposite the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman moved her things around to make room for Jiang Yiming.

"Thank you."

Jiang Yiming smiled politely.

The middle-aged woman smiled and continued eating.

Soon, the pan-fried buns Jiang Yiming ordered arrived. He ate them casually, then looked at the middle-aged woman and said, "Ma'am, may I ask if you've been feeling unwell lately?"

The middle-aged woman cast a questioning and wary look at him.

"Sister, please don't misunderstand. I'm a medical student. I noticed that your brow ridge and frontal bone are more prominent than usual, and your finger joints are also quite unusual. Based on my diagnostic experience, this may be related to some kind of disease. I personally suggest that you go to the hospital for a check-up to avoid delaying your treatment."

Jiang Yiming explained.

The middle-aged woman examined her fingers carefully, then recalled the changes in her appearance over the past six months, and said, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have thought about it so much. My fingers and brow bone weren't like this before. The changes have only occurred in the last six months, but they are very subtle."

"Doctor, can you tell me which disease this might be related to?"

"Based on my experience, it might be related to a brain tumor, but a final diagnosis requires further examination. How about this, I'll leave you my phone number. If you find any problems during the examination, just contact me for consultation. My teacher is very knowledgeable about this disease. If I'm wrong, you can call me and give me a good scolding."

Jiang Yiming handed the number to the other party and said seriously.

"You're joking. You're just trying to help me. Even if I'm wrong, I won't scold you."

The middle-aged woman took the phone number and said, "If, unfortunately, I really do have a tumor in my brain, I will call you to thank you and ask you to contact your teacher to help me get treatment."

After a brief chat, the middle-aged woman finished her breakfast, stood up, and said, "I'm off today, so I'm going to the hospital for a checkup."

"Take care, elder sister."

Jiang Yiming finished his breakfast in a few bites and then wandered around.

While waiting for their call.

He was quite certain that the other person had a brain tumor, but it wasn't a serious problem yet.

In his previous life, when he came to Mingzhu (Shanghai) with Wei Xianmin to attend an international conference, Xiao Yuxiang, the husband of the middle-aged woman, went to great lengths to invite him and Wei Xianmin to his home so that he could treat the middle-aged woman.

It was 2005 then, five years later than now, and the middle-aged woman's illness had already worsened.

Fortunately, Wei Xianmin and his medical skills were excellent, and together they cured the middle-aged woman.

Every year thereafter, Xiao Yuxiang would bring his wife to the clinic to visit Wei Xianmin and him.

The middle-aged woman's husband, Xiao Yuxiang, is the owner of a non-woven fabric company with a net worth of nearly ten million.

During the two infectious disease outbreaks in 03 and 20, the price of medical supplies made from non-woven fabrics, such as masks and protective clothing, skyrocketed. As the owner of a non-woven fabric business, Xiao Yuxiang seized the opportunity twice, and his net worth soared, reaching several billion yuan in 21.

After reviewing the industrial layout of the industrial park, Jiang Yiming immediately thought of Xiao Yuxiang and conceived the idea of ​​bringing him to the industrial park to focus on the development of nonwoven fabrics.

Non-woven fabric products are rich in color, vibrant and bright, fashionable and environmentally friendly, widely used, and aesthetically pleasing. They come in a variety of patterns and styles, are lightweight, environmentally friendly, and recyclable, and are internationally recognized as environmentally friendly products that protect the Earth's ecology. They are suitable for agricultural films, shoemaking, leather tanning, mattresses, quilts, decoration, chemicals, printing, automotive, building materials, furniture, and other industries, as well as clothing linings, disposable surgical gowns, masks, caps, bed sheets, disposable tablecloths for hotels, beauty salons, saunas, and even fashionable gift bags, boutique bags, shopping bags, and advertising bags. These environmentally friendly products are versatile and economical. Because of their pearl-like appearance, they are also known as pearl canvas.

However, in my country, the nonwoven fabric industry started late and received little attention. In 07, my country's consumption accounted for 17.5% of the world's total consumption, while its output accounted for only 3.5% of the world's total output.

Xiao Yuxiang has a keen business sense and a long-term vision, and he started to lay out the non-woven fabric industry very early on.

Just as I was thinking, a familiar and pleasant voice suddenly came from inside.

"Brother Jiang."