Chapter 260

Deng Zhangli pointed at Zhou Andong and said with a smile: "Alright, stop talking nonsense, tell us your views on investment attraction."

Zhou Andong knew this was the real purpose, so he didn't hide anything: "Investment attraction is actually not that complicated. First, preferential policies; second, government service awareness; third, geographical advantages."

"Now some cities in the south give foreign enterprises or joint ventures a 'two-year tax exemption and three-year half-reduction' policy. That is, two years of tax exemption and three years of half-reduction. We can completely do 'three-year exemption and three-year half-reduction'."

"But there is one point: besides foreign enterprises and joint ventures, as long as private enterprises want to come and develop, we can give them the same policy preferences."

"Director Zhou!" Dong Jianbo, the director of the Investment Promotion Bureau, said: "Such preferential policies are all aimed at foreign enterprises; there seems to be no precedent for our domestic private enterprises."

Zhou Andong said: "You have to dare to be the first to eat crab; don't be afraid of getting your hands pinched. The world trend is mighty; those who follow it prosper, and those who oppose it perish."

"Moreover, as long as it is an enterprise, whether it is a foreign enterprise or a private enterprise, as long as it comes, it can increase employment. Only when the common people have money can they consume."

Speaking of this, Zhou Andong got angry. Such policies were actually discriminatory policies. Why is it that when foreigners come, there are all kinds of preferences and green lights all the way, while private enterprises struggle to survive, facing all kinds of extortion?

"When the common people consume, the economy has momentum, and fiscal revenue is high. When the government has money, urban development will be better. When urban development is good, it will attract a large number of talents."

"With talents, more enterprises will move in, and there will be more employment opportunities. When there are more consuming crowds, it can increase the momentum of economic development. This is a virtuous cycle."

Deng Zhangli nodded a bit excitedly. Zhou Andong was really his lucky star, explaining the problem of investment attraction thoroughly.

"You continue."

Zhou Andong pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray: "Government service awareness, streamlining administration. Still the same sentence: whether it is a foreign enterprise or a private enterprise, all procedures and certificates that are dispensable should be canceled."

"When an enterprise pays taxes, the government must provide good services for the enterprise; this is complementary and mutually beneficial. We must strictly investigate the phenomenon of extortion, and whoever dares to reach out to enterprises must be severely cracked down upon. We must purify the business environment to let enterprises feel at ease."

Although more than 100 people had just been arrested, it was inevitable that there were those who were not afraid of death. One rat dropping ruins a whole pot of soup; such things were not uncommon.

"Finally, it's the geographical advantage!" Zhou Andong continued: "I don't need to elaborate on this. Our Jiangzhou's regional location is so good; as long as we achieve the two points I mentioned, why worry about not attracting investment?"

Cheng Zhanjun said thoughtfully: "Your opinion is very important and has given us a great hint."

"Streamlining administration, streamlining administration!" Deng Zhangli muttered twice, "We must hold a meeting to study this as soon as possible."

While they were holding a meeting here, a long-distance train from Guangdong Province slowly pulled into Jiangzhou Station. Zhou Anbei, Wu Cheng, and Gao Yong, carrying their luggage, got off the train looking dusty and tired.

"Finally home." Wu Cheng stretched, then took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, "Let's go, let's go eat first, then go to the factory to report to the director."

"Zhou Andong is really awesome, getting Zhao Jianlong killed, which counts as removing a major evil for our Jiangzhou."

"From now on, Jiangzhou will be Zhou Andong's world."

"Exactly. However, Zhou Andong is the director of the Jiangzhou Winery; he definitely won't harm the common people like Zhao Jianlong did."

"That's true, but I heard that Zhao Jianlong has already appealed, and the final result really isn't certain."

Two young men passed by them chatting. The three listened and looked at each other—Zhao Jianlong was sentenced to death?

Wu Cheng said: "For such a big thing, the newspaper must have reported it. Let's go to that newsstand and see."

The three walked quickly to the newsstand in front of the station. Zhou Anbei asked: "Boss, give me a copy of today's daily newspaper."

"Alright!" The boss took the money and handed the Jiangzhou Daily to Zhou Anbei.

Zhou Anbei took the newspaper and saw the bold headline about Zhao Jianlong being sentenced to death at a glance.

"Here!" The three heads leaned together and started reading.

"Brother Dongzi is really awesome." Gao Yong raised his head and said with a face full of admiration.

"That's right!" Wu Cheng said very proudly: "Our director, there is nothing he can't do. Don't talk about one Zhao Jianlong, even ten wouldn't be enough to look at."

After speaking, he waved his hand, "Let's go, I'll treat today, let's have a good meal."

The three didn't go far; they found a small snack shop called Tiankelai near the train station and ordered four hearty dishes. Because they were in a hurry to go back, they ordered three bottles of iced beer.

"Come!" Wu Cheng raised his glass, "Cheers."

"Clack!" The three glasses clinked together, making a pleasant, crisp sound.

One bottle of beer each was just to moisten their throats, then each ordered a bowl of rice and wolfed it down to fill their stomachs.

"Hiccup!"

Wu Cheng burped: "Boss, check please!"

A fat woman in her forties with a face full of flesh, wearing an apron whose color could no longer be distinguished, moved her thick legs and walked over.

"80 in total!"

"How much?" Wu Cheng widened his eyes immediately, "Say that again?"

The fat woman lifted her eyelids at Wu Cheng and sneered: "80, no matter how many times you say it, it's 80."

Wu Cheng said: "Do you think we are outsiders, so you are slaughtering us with a lion's mouth?"

Zhou Anbei said: "Landlady, we are native Jiangzhou people; can't you hear our accent?"

The landlady glared: "Native or not, eating here, no matter who you are, this is the price. What, you want to eat a 'king's meal' (dine and dash)? Go ask around, who opened this restaurant."

Wu Cheng scratched his head: "Tell me, who opened this restaurant."

The landlady sneered: "Qi Dali, everyone on the street calls him Brother Dali. I advise you to pay the money honestly, otherwise, you won't be able to walk out of here."

Wu Cheng smiled: "Is this Brother Dali very awesome?"

The landlady cursed: "Little bastard, stop talking nonsense, pay the money quickly, I don't have time to waste words with you."

Wu Cheng extended a finger: "I'll only ask you one question; as long as you answer me, I'll pay the bill."

The landlady snorted: "Go ahead!"

Wu Cheng grinned: "Is this Brother Dali as awesome as Zhao Jianlong?"

The landlady was stunned, and then her face changed. Just as she was about to start cursing, she heard someone speaking outside.

"Who the f*** is mentioning me?"

A ruffian-looking young man walked in. It was actually the guy who had soy milk all over his face that morning.