A moment later, in the family home of the Ningcheng Municipal Party Committee, Tang Huaizheng put down the phone and reprimanded, "This kid is really uncomfortable." ” After speaking, he looked to the side, and Luo Jianliang, who was also on the phone in the living room, told him about the explosive education fund donation.
Luo Jianliang is a native of Jiangxia, and he is better informed than Tang Huaizheng.
Although when he asked the province for news, he was refused by the governor to let him not inquire, let alone go to Jiangxia himself, but this kind of thing, it is true that Tang Huaizheng is not in a hurry for the time being after the governor speaks, and it is necessary to inquire.
People's hearts are not satisfied, after Tang Huaizheng took office, all kinds of construction and development in Ningcheng are very preferential, whether it is education or high-speed rail construction, financial support is in the forefront of Dongyue Province, and it is very smooth to run the capital to ask for funds.
But after you cross some peaks, you will naturally aspire to higher levels.
Wouldn't it displease that person if he didn't listen to Governor Gu?
He is not for his own private affairs, but for official affairs, for the city's more than one million educated people.
If you are disobedient at this level, it's just a matter of being trained afterwards, and now it's right to cut it first and then play it.
Of course, Tang Huaizheng didn't really expect Tang Zhun to be able to inquire about the mysterious person, and when he called, it was multiple people and multiple forces, but he was still angry and asked that kid to inquire, Tang Zhun didn't speak for a long time?
Could it be that he has really lived in Jiangxia, the city of Nanluo Province, for more than six years, and has made zero achievements in social affairs?
If that's the case, it's just a waste.
In a sullen mood, Vice Mayor Peng, not far away, also put down his mobile phone and shook his head directly.
"You're right, there is a mysterious person who influenced a group of overseas philanthropists to donate 50 billion yuan to the Chaoyang Fund for free, but no one knows, or they don't dare to say?"
"Hey, when did such a mysterious person pop up, so powerful?"
Tang Huaizheng's brows moved, "Go on, you continue to call your classmates and friends, and I'll call Lao Sun." ” "Forget it, I asked Lao Sun directly to come over, the last time he went to Jiangxia to inspect the construction of the high-speed railway, didn't he say that he was received by the leaders of the Jiangxia brothers' departments, he was very enthusiastic and familiar with it." ………… After speaking, he grabbed the phone and talked for a while, and when Vice Mayor Sun also hurriedly crawled out of the quilt and rushed over, Tang Huaizheng lit a cigarette again and threw one to Vice Mayor Peng.
Vice Mayor Peng lit a cigarette and was full of energy, but this time the number didn't get through, and when he redialed, he didn't raise his head and said with a smile, "Old Tang, your child has been there for six years, can you help?"
” "He?
Do not say. ” "People are down-to-earth and unscrupulous, which is an advantage, but apart from this, there is nothing, I'm afraid it's really zero achievements and zero achievements in social interactions, but fortunately, I didn't put my hope on him." …… After saying that, Tang Zhun got up to make tea, and when the thick tea leaves were piled up at the bottom of the cup, as soon as there was a knock on the door, Tang Huaizheng hurriedly opened the door. ……………… A new day is slowly approaching, and when the morning light pours over the earth, the restaurant on the second floor of the Grand Hyatt Hotel is full of figures talking and laughing and eating or choosing food.
Chen Jiayu, Li Jingliang, Alana, Paul Seratus and many more.
These are the patterns of restaurant membership.
There are also people who are constantly shuttling between tables to socialize, it is Sun Chunxu, the head of Chaoyang Fund, and Director Yu.
However, this time for breakfast, the little tyrants were in a very bad mood, and they were really stimulated by a few big tyrants last night.
In the middle of breakfast, two figures appeared at the door of the restaurant, one was the hotel manager, and the other was an old man in his sixties and seventies who did not look like the Han nationality.
Deputy Director Yu turned around and took a look, and strode over, and Sun Chunxu also followed.
"Director Yu?
I'm Gibb Radavi, Malaysian.
When he arrived at the entrance, the old man smiled and spoke, speaking fluent Mandarin, which made the director a little dizzy again.
From yesterday to now, so many foreign wealthy capitalists all speak Mandarin, which is a bit amazing.
"I am."
As soon as Director Yu said politely, Jibu smiled and said, "Is this the person in charge of Mr.
Tang's favorite Love Education Fund?"
” Sun Chunxu immediately nodded, signed up, and under the attention of countless people, Jib Radavi said politely, "I know the news is a little late, it's really late, hey, one step is late, I don't know if Mr.
Sun and Director Wu can help me ask, our Radavi is willing to donate five billion dollars for free, is it okay?"
Is it too late?
” After speaking, Jib Radavi looked at the two leaders with a wistful expression, and his eyes were full of expectations and expectations.
The two leaders slipped under their feet and almost fell.
"No, no."
Sun Chunxu barely slipped to it, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say, uncle, you looked at me expectantly like this, and said that you want to donate five billion US dollars, is it okay?
It seems like I don't accept your donation, which will make you very sad?
Do you know what you're doing?
It's like I'm sending money out?
Has our status been reversed?
The question mark and exclamation mark in his head, Sun Chunxu didn't say too much in the end, he really had an itchy throat, and Deputy Director Wu was also stunned and at a loss, another five billion US dollars is equivalent to 30 billion yuan, 80 billion.
Do you want to be so exaggerated, so cruel?
Yesterday, Tang Zhun suddenly contacted him, saying that there was a donation from a wealthy overseas person, and the amount of free support for education may not be small, so he got up from the bed and went to greet him.
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He didn't know Tang Zhun before, but the person who spoke in the middle was weighty enough.
When the high-speed rail station exited the gate, the accumulated donations of more than 2 billion yuan were indeed not small, although there was very little education work for a province, and it was absolutely not a loss to him, the deputy director, who got up from the bed to greet him.
But what is the rhythm of this now?
Running towards 80 billion, it is far from appropriate for him to be a deputy director in such a reception.
The entire province has a population of 80 to 90 million, an annual fiscal revenue of 200 to 300 billion yuan, and an annual fiscal expenditure of 500 billion or 600 billion yuan.
You say the expenses are so much higher than the income?
It depends on the appropriation of the capital and the government debt to sustain it, and there are too many people, and the work pressure is naturally high.
The annual fiscal expenditure is 500 billion or 600 billion yuan, and the education fund is basically about 100 billion yuan per year.
Jib Radavi jumped out and made the donation move towards 80 billion, which will equalize the annual expenditure of the entire province's education funds.
At this time, even Deputy Director Yu felt that he couldn't bear it, and it was time to retire to the governor in charge to preside over this.
He wanted to ask, is the world of rich people like you beyond the earth?
The US dollar and the renminbi are not currencies anymore?
In the restaurant, many Paulo Seratus, Johannes, etc., who were already paying attention, broke down one by one, and no one said anything, but one by one foreigners also scolded silently with their mouths. p？！
It's disgusting to be flaunted to be rich.