Chapter 88: The shadows are slim

Without any noisy cheers, no lively congratulations, and no balloon slogans and ribbons, the electrolytic aluminum project of Xinda Group quietly started construction.

Zhao Guodong stared at the boiling construction site in front of him.

More than ten machines were vigorously pushing fiercely in the wilderness, dozens of heavy trucks were arranged in groups, one filled with soil, and the other was immediately filled. The large excavator made a dull roar and sprayed a burst of black smoke. The forklift kept rotating around the excavator, almost racing against time. Some construction workers stood at high places holding drawings and pointing there. It seemed that they were about to enter the civil engineering stage soon.

The wall has been surrounded, so Xinda Group would rather spend more money than enclose the wall to avoid causing more negative stimulation to the outside world. This is also the suggestion of the Yunling County Party Committee and County Government. At this time, there is really no need to cause any trouble.

Although the project was launched in a very low-key manner, Xinda Group's investment efforts were unprecedented. Perhaps because it was afraid that the night would be long and dreams would be long, so it would be safer to build one day earlier. On the one hand, Xinda Group promoted the construction of the electrolytic aluminum project factory here, and on the other hand, the bauxite mining project was also launched at the same time. According to Xinda Group's idea, debugging and testing should be started when the completion equipment of the electrolytic aluminum project factory is installed. Every link must be grasped well and there should be no time to delay.

The project has been in operation for a week, but there is no news from both Anyuan Daily, Ningling Daily and Ningling TV. There is not even a report on the participation of Deputy Mayor Cheng Shuhe at the time of construction.

In extraordinary times, keep a low profile and be king.

Lang Shiqun, Zhang Peili and Zhou Xin and Zhou Da brothers were all standing behind Zhao Guodong, feeling the complexity of watching everything in front of him.

For this project, Lang Shiqun and Zhang Peili took political responsibilities, while Zhao Guodong took political risks. Now all this is finally coming to fruition.

"Two Mr. Zhou, I remember you once talked to me about your aluminum deep processing project that will also be started at the same time when this project is started. When are you planning to start construction?" Zhao Guodong withdrew his gaze and fell on the faces of Zhou Xin and Zhou Da brothers.

Both Zhou Xin and Zhou Da felt an invisible pressure solidified on themselves. Why didn’t they see each other in just one or two months? It seemed that the person in front of them had changed a lot again, and the pressure brought by him suddenly increased by several levels.

"Don't worry, Secretary Zhao, what we promised in Xinda will never make a mistake. After the New Year, this project will start. We have communicated with Yunling, but the main reason is that we are worried that the action will be too big and will cause unnecessary trouble." Zhou Xin said quickly.

"There is no need to be so creeping. It is a good thing to keep a low profile project approved by the state, but if you go to extremes, you will be more sneaky." Zhao Guodong smiled, looked back at the construction site, and walked back, "Okay, I hope Xinda Group can extend the industrial chain as much as possible in the non-ferrous metal smelting and calendering industry. Upstream industries are important, but high added value is often in downstream industries. I hope Xinda Group, as a private enterprise, must have a deeper vision and higher pursuit, and strive to make enough effort in the production of downstream high-end products to achieve a qualitative breakthrough."

"Thanks Secretary Zhao for your concern and expectations. Xinda Group will definitely follow your instructions and work hard to do better."

Zhou Xin nodded repeatedly. Zhao Guodong spoke very much, but the requirements for Xinda Group were indeed what Xinda Group itself wanted to achieve. Private enterprises gain a firm foothold in the upstream industries and then remain invincible. However, as Zhao Guodong said, if Xinda Group proves that it is different from other state-owned enterprises in this industry, it must achieve a breakthrough. Not only should it prove itself in the upstream industries, but it also needs to make a fuss from the downstream product terminals.

While talking, the group walked towards the gate. Lang Shiqun and Zhang Peili deliberately slowed down, allowing Zhou Xin to get along alone with Zhao Guodong.

"Secretary Zhao and Mayor Zhong's speeches in the selection of CCTV economic figures are sonorous and encouraging." Zhou Xin observed Zhao Guodong's expression while carefully considering his words.

"Well, Mayor Yuejun is very eloquent and has surpassed Ma Huateng. This is also the pride of our Ningling." Zhao Guodong remained silent, and Zhou Xin suddenly mentioned this topic, which was undoubtedly a bit profound.

"But Secretary Zhao, I heard that many people in the province disagree with Mayor Zhong's statement." Zhou Xin lowered his voice.

"Oh? Mr. Zhou seemed to hear something." Zhao Guodong glanced at Zhou Xin with a smile.

"Hehe, Secretary Zhao, we have to walk around everywhere and listen to news everywhere. Sometimes it may be more than you." Zhou Xin said with a shy face.

"Let them say it, we can't control the mouth on them, right?" Zhao Guodong said carelessly.

"But, Secretary Zhao, some leaders said on some occasions, but it was a bit targeted," Zhou Xin did not expect Zhao Guodong's attitude, and he became even more confident in his heart.

"Who?" Zhao Guodong said irresistible.

"The one in Xilou." Zhou Xin gritted his teeth.

Zhao Guodong paused slightly, then returned to his normal pace, and his face looked calm: "Mr. Zhou may have misunderstood. You must believe that the attitude of Anyuan Provincial Party Committee has always been consistent."

"Hehe, that's it, that's it, maybe I've understood it wrong, or I didn't listen to it in full." Zhou Xin said quickly with a smile on his face.

"Well, but I still have to thank Mr. Zhou for his concern for our Ningling. If you have nothing to do, come to Ningling for a walk. Now Xinda's foundation is in Ningling. Our Ningling Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government welcome Mr. Zhou to come." Zhao Guodong stopped and stretched out his hand, saying with a deep meaning: "If you have something to do, please contact me."

"Sure, certain." Zhou Xin also reached out and held Zhao Guodong with his hand and nodded repeatedly.

Back in the car, Zhao Guodong fell into deep thought, who is the West Tower?

It seems that there are still people who are restless and involve conflicts of interest. No wonder, the turmoil caused by the construction of affordable housing seems to be not only at Ningling, but not even limited to Anyuan. Zhong Yuejun's words at the CCTV Economic Personnel Selection Ceremony were regarded as a declaration of his own views by many people. Even Liu Tuo called to remind himself not to be too ostentatious. Many things can be done and not to be said. In this way, he clearly spoke to a certain group on CCTV. Even if there is public support, it may not be beneficial to him.

It may not be beneficial to him, but it can win a good impression on Zhong Yuejun. Zhao Guodong couldn't help laughing. Zhong Yuejun now knows how to do this, but Zhao Guodong does not blame the other party. On the contrary, Zhong Yuejun's courage to make his attitude like this is actually his support and trust in himself. This trust is not just a similar viewpoint, but a recognition of his own strength. This is a good phenomenon.

Zhao Guodong remembers someone said a long time ago that when you are recognized and there is a group of people voluntarily surrounding your opinions and opinions to form a group and a team, you will have the charm of becoming a team or group leader.

Zhao Guodong doesn't think he has such qualities and charms now, but he hopes that he can continue to move forward in this regard.

Zhong Yuejun gradually approached himself, not just because he was the secretary of the municipal party committee or the member of the provincial party committee standing committee, but more importantly because his views were gradually accepted by him, from not fully identifying to recognition. This step was very slow, difficult, but very stable.

It was the end of another year, and Zhao Guodong let out a sigh of relief. Maybe there was another round of new changes waiting. Who could tell who would change clearly? Zhao Guodong was unsure and didn't even have much confidence in himself.

He could not have worked in Ningling for too long. He had been mentally prepared for this, but after all, he had just served as a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee. Generally speaking, it is more appropriate to have a year. In other words, if there is no accident, he should have left Ningling in the second half of this year. And according to convention, he is more likely to leave Anyuan. After all, his work experience has basically not left Anyuan. The time he worked at the Ministry of Energy during the period was too short.

With more than half a year left, I can plan my best plan for Ningling's future. It is estimated that various economic indicator data will come out in the past few days. Ningling's economic growth rate reached 106% in November, setting a new high. It is estimated that December may be the same. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be a foregone conclusion that the GDP of the whole year exceeds 100 billion.

What will such brilliant achievements bring to himself? Zhao Guodong is not sure, politics is too difficult to say, and some subtle changes can also bring unpredictable variables.

The person in Xilou is probably the same. The rumors about him leaving have been circulating in private, and they are even vivid, as if they will become reality when they wake up. However, there has been no definite news from the official government, and I am afraid that even he himself is also confused about it.

At this time, it might be just an attitude, but it is just something that is said in some occasions. There is no policy or signature. Maybe he will leave after two days. If the person leaves, the tea will be cold. Who will still care about what he said?
Chapter completed!