Chapter 317: Build a Benchmark! That's the Municipal Party Secretary's Sole Requirement!

The jeep drove straight into the Jiangyuan County Committee compound.

County Committee Secretary Zhang Xincheng and County Head Liu Yuejin, hearing that Lu Qingshan had arrived, immediately set aside their work and went out personally to greet him.

In the conference room, the freshly brewed hot tea rose in a wisp of white steam.

Zhang Xincheng and Liu Yuejin listened to Lu Qingshan's presentation, their expressions shifting from initial calm to surprise, and finally to profound shock.

"Industry... industrial park..."

Zhang Xincheng's fingers halted their tapping on the table; he leaned forward sharply, his gaze fixed on the simple schematic Lu Qingshan had hastily drawn with a fountain pen. On it, the production zone, storage‑logistics zone, R&D center, residential support zone... each forward‑looking layout struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

Liu Yuejin, even more excited, lifted his teacup to steady himself, but his hand trembled and the scalding tea splashed onto the back of his hand without him noticing; he simply lifted the drawing to his eyes and muttered, "Gather all factories together, manage them centrally, share resources, even design dedicated waste‑discharge pipelines... brilliant idea, bold spirit! This is a genius‑level concept!"

Lu Qingshan gave no lengthy theoretical explanation of the new term, but went straight to its most practical benefits.

"Secretary Zhang, County Head Liu, you both know the current monthly output and profit‑taxes of the three factories in Shanwan."

"If the industrial park is built, our scale will increase by more than tenfold. By then, the tax revenue and jobs it will bring to the county speak for themselves."

"This is not just Shanwan's matter, but the whole Jiangyuan County's matter."

Zhang Xincheng and Liu Yuejin exchanged a glance, each seeing a spreading blaze in the other's eyes.

They of course knew the miracle Lu Qingshan had created. Dingxiang Food and Yuanqi Herbal Drink have become flagship companies recognized throughout the province.

Now, Lu Qingshan intends to magnify that miracle tenfold!

"Comrade Qingshan, your idea is not big, it's too big!" Zhang Xincheng said, his tone trembling—not with doubt but with excitement after being struck by the grand blueprint. He rose abruptly, strode a few steps to the Jiangyuan County map on the wall, and swept his hand dramatically.

"Tell me, what does the county need to do?"

That is exactly the sentence Lu Qingshan wanted.

"I need a piece of land—a plot where we can work freely and boldly. I need a policy—a policy that leaves us without any worries behind."

"Land!" Zhang Xincheng slapped the spot north of Shanwan Village on the map. "The barren slope north of Shanwan—don't even think of 500 mu, 1,000 mu is yours! That desolate, unwanted land, in your hands, can become a mountain of gold and silver!"

Liu Yuejin followed suit, his voice resonant: "On policy, we give you the green light! Whatever the county can provide, we'll give you to the fullest! Whatever the county cannot, we'll go with you to the city to demand! Even if we have to go to the province, we'll venture with you!"

"Exactly!" Zhang Xincheng turned, his eyes bright as he stared at Lu Qingshan. "This is not only your matter, but also Jiangyuan County's. The county's resources, its people—if you deem them worthy, you may mobilize them! Starting today, the county will form a special task force; I will personally command it, and County Head Liu will serve as deputy leader, dedicated to coordinating your industrial park project!"

With the county's unconditional support, Lu Qingshan and Lu Qingjun did not linger a moment and immediately drove to Baishan City.

Unlike the familiarity with the county officials, the atmosphere turned markedly more solemn when facing Municipal Party Secretary and Mayor Zhang Zhidong.

Zhang Zhidong, nearing fifty, had a steady demeanor; the office was suffused with a blend of ink fragrance and authority. His gaze carried the seasoned scrutiny of one long in power, as if he could read minds.

He listened quietly to Lu Qingshan's statement, did not respond immediately, but picked up the planning map whose edges had been slightly curled by the county leaders, and examined it carefully for a long time.

In the office, only the faint ticking of the redwood wall clock remained, each tick sounding like a hammer on a person's heart.

Lu Qingjun felt cold sweat soak his back; he glanced secretly at his brother beside him, only to find Lu Qingshan still standing upright, calm and composed, as if the powerful figure holding a city's authority were no different from Village Chief Zhao Yongnian at the village entrance.

After a long while, Zhang Zhidong finally set the map down, lifted his head, his eyes blazing like torches, as if two sharp swords were thrust forward. "Comrade Qingshan, your 'industrial park' idea is very good."

His voice was not loud, but each word carried weight, bearing undeniable pressure.

"But is the step too big? In a mountain gorge with poor transport, undertaking such a massive move—have you considered the risks? Where will the funding come from? Is the product's market guaranteed?"

A string of questions struck straight at the core, each cutting to the heart.

Lu Qingshan's expression remained unchanged, not even a flicker of an eyelid, and he responded calmly. "Report, Secretary Zhang, risks certainly exist, but opportunities are greater. As for funding, our existing factories are highly profitable, enough to support the park's initial construction. Later, I believe capital will be eager to come in."

"As for sales," he smiled faintly, a light flashing in his eyes that even startled Zhang Zhidong, "our goal has never been limited to Baishan City, nor just Jilin Province, but the entire nation, even the whole world."

Zhang Zhidong's pupils contracted slightly.

He had heard of this young man from Minister Lin of the Ministry of Agriculture, knew he was audacious, but did not expect his ambition to be so far‑reaching. This was no longer a matter of daring, but a panoramic ambition!

Zhang Zhidong fell silent. He walked to the window, hands behind his back, and looked at the bustling city scene below.

He weighed the options. If this project succeeded, it would be a massive achievement for Baishan City and the whole province, a bold stroke on his career canvas. If it failed, he would bear the corresponding responsibility.

Lu Qingshan did not press, merely waited quietly. He knew that a leader like Zhang Zhidong, the longer he deliberated, the deeper his consideration, and once a decision was made, it would be thunderous.

Finally, Zhang Zhidong turned around. The caution that had been on his face was gone, replaced by resolve.

"I heard you promised the village that by next autumn the children of Shanwan will all have new classrooms?"

Lu Qingshan was startled, then nodded. "Yes."

Zhang Zhidong's gaze fell on him, with a hint of approval; the lines on his serious face softened slightly. "A person whose heart holds a child's future will never go astray in his career."

He returned to his desk, picked up the red secure telephone, and pressed a button directly. "Notify the comrades in charge of planning, land, industry, and transportation; meet in my office in half an hour for a meeting."

"The agenda is the feasibility report on establishing Baishan City's first 'industrial demonstration park' in Shanwan Village, Jiangyuan County!"

After hanging up, Zhang Zhidong looked at the already‑standing Lu Qingshan and Lu Qingjun, a rare smile appearing on his face. "Comrade Qingshan, the municipal Party Committee and government's stance is the same as what you just received from the county."

"People, funds, resources—whatever you deem fit, the city will pave the way for you!"

"I have only one requirement," Zhang Zhidong said, slowly extending a finger, his gaze becoming razor‑sharp.

"This demonstration park must not only be built, but become a benchmark—a model for the entire province, even the whole nation, to learn from!"

"Do you have that confidence?"

Lu Qingshan straightened his chest, his gaze meeting the municipal Party Secretary's scrutiny, his voice loud and firm, echoing through the spacious office.

"Please, Secretary, rest assured!"

"I guarantee the task will be completed!"