Reborn as Zhao Ruilong of Handong, I will defy fate.

afternoon.

After Zhao Ruilong finished eating and drinking, he put down his chopsticks.

"Sis, I have something to discuss with you."

Zhao Xiaohui handed her daughter to the nanny and quickly followed Zhao Ruilong upstairs into the study.

"Have your friends in Hong Kong find different intermediaries to help me anonymously register more than a dozen offshore companies as soon as possible."

"The registered capital should be larger, and the business scope should cover various fields such as international trade, financial investment, and electronic technology."

"Also, don't let Du Bozhong know about this for now. That guy is greedy for profit, but he's also hesitant and indecisive. Cooperating with him is really troublesome and makes you feel very restricted."

Zhao Xiaohui asked curiously, "You want to do other business, but don't want him to interfere?"

"clever."

Zhao Ruilong lit a cigarette and took a long drag.

"How much effort did we put into persuading him to cancel the Luzhou Crescent Lake Food City project and switch to the PHS (Personal Handyphone System) business?"

"Next, I'm going to work with my dad to develop high technology in Handong. It'll take a long time and a lot of money to see results. Do you think I can let him join in?"

Zhao Xiaohui laughed and said, "It's normal to be eager for quick success and instant benefits and want to make money as soon as possible. However, if you want to develop high technology, the investment will be huge. Where will you get the money to burn?"

"That's why I had you register some offshore companies to raise funds from overseas. As for how to raise the funds, I'll tell you after we successfully raise the first sum!"

After Zhao Ruilong finished speaking, he noticed that Zhao Xiaohui was looking at him suspiciously.

"what happened?"

"I feel like you're hiding a lot of secrets from me."

"No way! Don't overthink it, just make the call!"

After entering the power-on password, Zhao Ruilong pulled up a chair and sat down.

I started looking through the pilot program for high-quality development of Handong Province that Zhao Lichun wrote last night, staying up until midnight.

It's more of a plan than a scheme.

It covers a wide range of fields, including transportation, communication, power, energy, medicine, information, and manufacturing.

Design the development goals and roadmap for the next five years, as well as the solutions to potential difficulties.

Although it is only a first draft, it is much more detailed and comprehensive than the initial brief report.

"This is still an oversight. Metallurgy and chemical industry are the foundation and lifeline of industry, and we must vigorously develop them without wavering."

"However, the direction of development should shift from simply expanding production capacity and scale to reducing energy consumption, improving efficiency, and maximizing the utilization of raw materials..."

Zhao Ruilong placed the cigarette on the ashtray and then revised the plan.

Zhao Xiaohui also dialed a number in Hong Kong.

Not long after, Zhao Lichun came in, carrying his granddaughter.

After handing over his granddaughter, he found a stool and sat down next to Zhao Ruilong.

Accompanied by the rapid clatter of keyboard clicks, lines of text quickly appeared.

Zhao Lichun was initially surprised that his son, who had been in prison for seven years, could type so fast.

But gradually, he became attracted by the content of the plan.

Watching the father and son working so diligently...

Zhao Xiaohui, holding her daughter, quietly left the room.

Time passes slowly.

Zhao Lichun did not offer any opinions on much of the preceding content.

But when he saw Zhao Ruilong typing out, "Resolutely curb the excessively rapid development of the real estate market and adhere to the principle that housing is for living in, not for speculation," he couldn't help but speak out.

"Wait a moment!"

"What do you mean by this?"

"Isn't Handong vigorously developing its real estate industry?"

"Only the real estate industry can rapidly drive the development of industries such as building materials, home appliances, and construction machinery."

"Moreover, only this industry can absorb a large number of rural laborers; no other industry can compare."

Zhao Ruilong turned his head and glanced sideways, sneering as he asked:

"Real estate, what kind of high-end industry is that?"

"Why should we vigorously develop a typical labor- and capital-intensive, low-end industry?"

"Do you want cities and counties to become dependent on land revenue? Without frantically selling land at high prices, they won't have enough tax revenue to cover expenses and carry out infrastructure projects?"

"Or do you want the general public to go on a real estate frenzy, even if it means emptying their savings and mortgaging their future, just to buy piles of steel and concrete in the city for medical care, education, investment, and so on?"

"We should be vigorously developing high-end manufacturing and attracting a large number of enterprises and talents to Handong. Instead, we should be doing everything we can to suppress housing and land prices. Why do you still want to vigorously develop the real estate market?"

Zhao Lichun was quite embarrassed by the series of questions.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said somewhat helplessly:

"Actually, I know that vigorously developing the real estate industry is not good. There have been far too many failed cases both at home and abroad in the past few decades."

"But the problem is, if we don't develop real estate or sell land to raise funds, where will we get the money to subsidize and support high technology?"

Zhao Ruilong smiled coldly.

"So, the only thing left is for us ordinary people of Handong to suffer?"

"Should we make them spend all their savings and take on mortgages to contribute to urban development and technological advancement?"

Zhao Lichun said with a wry smile, "What other options are there? The higher-ups have made it clear that they can provide policy support, but there's really no funding."

"You can't make money through real estate!"

Zhao Ruilong picked up the cigarette butt and took a puff.

"Believe it or not, once housing prices rise, many people will lose interest in high-tech products altogether."

"Everyone is frantically buying land, building houses, hoarding properties, and speculating on them, making a lot of money easily. Who would bother to work hard on research and development or do real business?"

Zhao Lichun spread his hands.

"Then tell me, what can I do?"

Zhao Ruilong stubbed out his cigarette.

"Didn't the higher-ups say they could provide policy support?"

"Then let's make full use of this point and open up those industries and sectors that will not harm the national economy and people's livelihood to domestic and foreign private capital."

"As long as there is enough room for development, you won't need to offer any preferential subsidies. Many companies will definitely be willing to invest in Handong."

Zhao Lichun frowned, thought for a moment, and then nodded emphatically.

"Alright, then write it your way!"

"Write down all your wildly imaginative and unbelievable ideas!"

"Since our Handong Province is to be a pilot area, let's be bolder and more radical."

"Even if we make a mistake, it's still a valuable lesson for other provinces, helping them avoid making the same mistakes!"

Zhao Ruilong thought to himself.

That's exactly what I've been waiting to hear!

As for taking detours or wrong paths?

How can it be?

Then wouldn't my time travel have been for nothing?

……

the next day.

Early in the morning, Zhao Lichun rushed to the airport and flew to Yanjing.

Zhong Zhengguo was then the Secretary of the Handong Province.

It was almost noon when he said goodbye to his daughter Zhong Xiaoai and son-in-law Hou Liangping and headed to the airport to fly back to Jingzhou.

This way.

When Zhao Lichun submitted the proposal to the higher-ups, Zhong Zhengguo had already flown away from Yanjing.

After arriving home, Zhong Zhengguo immediately invited Liang Qunfeng for afternoon tea.

Unfortunately, Liang Qunfeng went to the hospital.

I visited my youngest son, Liang Wei, who had been out of danger after costing tens of thousands of yuan.

Therefore, Liang Qunfeng arrived at Villa No. 1 in the evening.

And almost at the same time.

After presenting the plan, Zhao Lichun was preparing to fly back to Jingzhou.

Zhong Zhengguo, who had many connections in Beijing, naturally received the news quickly.

"...Great, they perfectly timed their move, submitting the proposal to the higher-ups just in time for me to leave Yanjing!"

After saying thank you twice, Zhong Zhengguo hung up the phone.

His gaze fell upon Liang Qunfeng, who sat upright on the sofa next to him.

Zhong Zhengguo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Just a few days ago you issued instructions to severely crack down on and punish illegal and criminal activities, and soon after, your eldest son Liang Hai intentionally injured someone and your youngest son caused a traffic accident. Aren't you contradicting yourself?"

Liang Qunfeng lowered his head slightly, feeling very guilty.

"It is my fault for failing to raise my son properly. I will make a profound self-criticism to the Provincial Party Committee tomorrow!"

"Self-criticism..."

Zhong Zhengguo gave a heavy, cold snort.

"At such a critical juncture, what exactly are your two sons doing?"

"Look at Zhao Lichun, after writing the report, he writes the plan. How proactive and ambitious he is!"

"If you were in a high-level position, in today's environment, who would you choose?"

Liang Qunfeng buried his head even deeper.

Zhong Zhengguo's anger had not yet subsided.

"Leaving aside your two sons, let's talk about the security situation in Handong these past two years. It's almost like it was in the 1980s."

"General Lu's granddaughter, Lu Yike, was robbed by a biker gang in broad daylight. You've made me lose all face in Yanjing!"

Liang Qunfeng slowly raised his head.

"The security situation is related to the economic environment."

"In recent years, overcapacity, setbacks in exports, and poor foreign trade have dragged down the economy."

"However, I believe that the situation will soon improve as our Dragon Country officially joins the WTO."

"Moreover, I believe that the pilot program proposed by Governor Zhao will definitely allow our Handong to seize the favorable opportunity and achieve leapfrog development!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Zhengguo immediately straightened his legs and leaned forward.

"What the hell do you mean?"

"I haven't given up yet, I've been recommending you all along, and you're going to back down now?"