Chapter 1534

"The idea of rural urbanization construction is not problematic." Zhou Andong took a final drag and pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray: "In the future, with our country's economic development and the improvement of the policy system and mechanisms, perhaps the strength of the whole nation could push such a plan.

But right now, even if it only involves seven administrative villages, it is not something that you personally, or even a single city, can push forward. If you forcibly launch this plan for the sake of political achievements, there will definitely be a huge mess in the future."

"Unless!" Zhou Andong looked at Jian Zhengxue: "You get the full support of the provincial level, whether it's talent or funds, and establish this plan as an urbanization reform pilot zone.

Furthermore, you must build a construction execution linkage mechanism, forming a work pattern led by the Provincial Party Committee, supervised by the Provincial People's Congress, supported by the Provincial Government, and executed by the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government.

Establish and improve a long-term execution mechanism to ensure that when leadership changes, legal documents must still be effectively executed, effectively safeguarding the legitimate rights and interests of the farmers participating in the reform."

Everyone fell into deep thought. Jian Qiu stood up, poured a glass of water for Zhou Andong, and then sat down beside him.

After a good while, the old man raised his head, the expression on his face also becoming very solemn.

"Are there any other problems?"

"Of course there are!" Zhou Andong said: "Second brother-in-law, let me ask you another question."

Jian Minglang cursed Zhou Andong's ancestors for eight generations in his heart; damn it, if you have something to say, just say it—why do you keep asking me these damn questions?

Zhou Andong continued: "In your plan, you want to demolish the old city of Guta, attract investment, and build a commercial center, right? Have you ever understood the history of Jiangzhou's old city of Guta?"

"Does it matter whether I understand it or not?" Jian Minglang sneered: "Large-scale demolition and construction, tearing down the old to build the new, is the only way to modernization.

It's like this all over the country, even in the capital. So many former residences of famous people and historical buildings have been demolished; no one can stop the progress of modernization.

Why can't Jiangzhou's old city be demolished? Besides, cultural relics and buildings like the Big Pagoda, the Tianhou Palace, the Guangji Temple, and the Guanyin Hall have all been preserved. Zhou Andong, are you saying these things because you want to go against the current and block Jiangzhou's modernization?"

Zhou Andong looked at Jian Minglang in great surprise; this guy had actually pinned a label on him.

Seeing Zhou Andong's surprised expression, Jian Minglang felt like he had won a round, and he felt very smug.

"I'm warning you, Zhou Andong, don't harbor any crooked ideas about stopping the construction of Jiangzhou's old city, or you will become a sinner in the eyes of the people of Jiangzhou."

"Ha!" Zhou Andong laughed: "Do you know what 'adapting to local conditions' means?"

Jian Minglang was just about to speak when his foot was stepped on by Jian Mingzhi, forcing him to swallow the words that had already reached his throat.

"It seems you don't understand."

Zhou Andong's face clearly carried a mocking smile, which made Jian Minglang so angry he almost couldn't catch his breath; he wished he could go up and bite him twice to vent his hatred.

"I won't comment on how other cities are building. Let's just talk about the capital; as the imperial capital of five dynasties, its political and commercial center has been formed for hundreds of years.

If you want to build and develop, what can be demolished must be demolished because it can't be moved. But Jiangzhou is different; since the founding of the country, Jiangzhou's commercial center has not been in the old city of Guta.

Moreover, the city's southward expansion has already begun. In the future, the south of Jiangzhou city will become the new political and commercial center, which doesn't conflict with the old city at all. Your purpose in demolishing it is still for political achievements, to paint your own face."

"Bullshit!" Jian Minglang finally exploded with a roar: "You damn well know..."

"Bang!"

The old man slapped the tea table heavily, and everyone jumped.

Jian Minglang shrank his neck in fright, and his brain, which had been somewhat dizzy from Zhou Andong's provocation, instantly cleared up.

Jian Mingzhi sighed secretly; he hadn't even been able to pull him back.

The old man looked at Jian Minglang coldly and then said to Zhou Andong: "Continue."

Zhou Andong scratched his head: "Grandpa, look at my second brother's eyes; I reckon he has the heart to kill me. My businesses are all in Jiangzhou, and he is the full-time Deputy Secretary of Jiangzhou. Is it really okay for you to keep asking me to talk?"

The old man said expressionlessly: "If he can't do a good job as the full-time Deputy Secretary in Jiangzhou, he won't have to do anything in the future."

When these words came out of the old man's mouth, everyone's expressions changed, especially Jian Minglang, in whose heart a trace of fear arose.

Looking at the old man's expression and the occasion, saying this was definitely not a joke.

"That's serious, that's serious." Zhou Andong said, but he was laughing in his heart: "The history of the old city of Guta can be traced back to the Liao Taizu era. Although the city walls were demolished in the 1950s, the street buildings have all been preserved.

Renovation is definitely necessary, but it cannot be large-scale demolition and construction; it must be researched and planned. Besides the fact that ancient buildings like the Big Pagoda, the Tianhou Palace, the Guangji Temple, and the Guanyin Hall cannot be demolished.

The commercial buildings on both sides of the streets in the old city also cannot be demolished, and funds need to be invested to repair them. As for those residential houses, after planning, those that need to be preserved should be preserved, and only those that don't need to be preserved can be demolished.

For example, the residential houses around the Big Pagoda could all be demolished, and that place could be built into a park for the leisure and entertainment of the residents of the old city of Guta. Of course, the construction of this park must be integrated with the surrounding environment and cannot be too discordant.

Another thing is the renovation of the old city's infrastructure, water supply and drainage, heating, etc. As long as all these are done well, if you look back in more than ten years, whoever led this project—the common people of Jiangzhou won't say they'll build him a longevity tablet, but they will definitely be grateful to him."

Jian Zhengxue said thoughtfully: "If Jiangzhou's old city of Guta is renovated in this way, the budgeted thirteen hundred million in funds will probably not be enough."

"Old city renovation, what is being renovated?" Zhou Andong said: "What is being renovated is not the face of this city, but the people's livelihood of this city.

Preserving the city's history and culture, making the streets a little wider, having more parks, making the environment more beautiful, making the ground cleaner, and making the infrastructure more convenient—the common people's lives will be a little happier."

"Following your line of thinking to renovate." Jian Zhengxue looked at Zhou Andong: "Three times thirteen hundred million wouldn't be enough."

"That's not something I can solve." Zhou Andong shrugged: "I'm just giving my own opinion; as for the rest, it has nothing to do with me."

Jian Zhengxue glared at him: "I'm not asking you for money, so don't be in such a hurry to distance yourself."

"Hey!" Zhou Andong laughed: "My money is all saved as a dowry for your granddaughter and a bride price for your grandson; it can't be spent recklessly."

Jian Zhengxue's mouth twitched: "Is there anything else?"

Zhou Andong rubbed his nose: "If you want to listen, there is; if you don't want to listen, there isn't."

"Don't talk nonsense." Jian Zhengxue said: "Continue."

Zhou Andong said pitifully: "But I'm afraid."

Jian Zhengxue said irritably: "What are you afraid of?"

Zhou Andong said cautiously: "I'm afraid of being retaliated against."

Then, everyone's gaze turned involuntarily toward Jian Minglang.