Chapter 270: Liang Ladi Sets the Table shuhaige.net

Wang Dechao held two documents and thought for a long while, and the entire office was oppressively stifling.

A few people came to knock during that time, but Wang Dechao drove them away.

It seemed as if Yang Qing's matter was the more important one.

It wasn't until it was time for lunch that Wang Dechao finally lifted his head from the two documents.

His gaze was a bit weary, and Yang Qing had been nervous all morning, feeling somewhat tired.

He stared at Yang Qing for a long time, as if he couldn't see Yang Qing clearly, then stood up and paced back and forth in the office, still watching Yang Qing.

His behavior put a great amount of pressure on Yang Qing.

Finally, he suddenly asked a question that surprised Yang Qing.

"Yang Qing, what level have you reached in your self‑study now?"

Yang Qing thought for a moment and shook his head.

"I don't know. I went to the library and read many books, and using the excuse of looking up information, I visited various universities and saw a lot."

"What's the matter, Mayor? Is there a problem with that?"

Wang Dechao suddenly understood something: the more these scholars know, the more troublesome it becomes.

The two documents Yang Qing showed him seemed like ordinary papers, but they were actually interfering with the future direction of enterprises.

This was adding obstruction to the planning coordination.

Yet his opinion could not be ignored.

Under the national model, indeed, wherever the higher authorities point, development there is fine, because resources are allocated to those enterprises.

Enterprises that have not received state attention fall into a half‑dead state, clinging to tradition and making no progress.

In recent years, abroad has been developing rapidly, even Gangdao's manufacturing sector has surged, but domestic enterprises have passed the high‑speed growth phase and are now slowing down.

(The deep cause is a lack of production materials; the superficial cause is insufficient enterprise development.)

Since this year, many cities have already begun to face insufficient employment.

If Jingcheng were not for the enterprises run by Hongxing Jiedao, development would be rapid and many jobs would be created; otherwise Jingcheng might also face great employment pressure.

This is still the streamlined Jingcheng.

(For example, from the 1960s to the 1980s, our steel output hovered around 20 million tons; the increase over twenty years was very small, whereas at the same time, Xiaori's annual output reached about 80 million tons, which is why we later imported a large amount of Xiaori's equipment and technology.)

As mayor, he had to consider these issues.

Otherwise, in a few years the situation would worsen, with massive numbers of young people unemployed, causing great chaos in the city.

These are problems they should have solved long ago.

At present, Yang Qing is the only one who has proposed a solution, even though the method is somewhat reckless.

After staring at Yang Qing again for a while, Wang Dechao said,

"You go back first; we'll study it and discuss it in a few days."

Yang Qing was sent away, while Wang Dechao didn't even have lunch and went to the Central Authority.

This matter is best decided by the Central Authority, which can avoid risk.

When it comes to shifting blame, it still falls on Wang Dechao.

Yang Qing walked out the main gate, breathing a sigh of relief.

Putting aside other matters, the opinions on standardization and regulation should pose no problem, because we also tend toward that development; it's just that now personal techniques are prized, each major enterprise acts on its own, cherishing its own broom, making implementation difficult.

Regulation has also advanced to some extent later, but in this rule‑by‑person society, many good strategies remain superficial and never become entrenched standards.

As time passes, the weight of Yang Qing's two documents will increase.

Because the pressure on the city will grow ever larger.

Only after the large‑scale "mountain‑to‑countryside" campaign begins will this sharp conflict be resolved.

("Mountain‑to‑countryside" has existed since the founding of the nation; previously it was encouraged and voluntary.)

(When urban population surged without a rise in jobs, and massive city dwellers not only failed to create value but also consumed huge resources, "mountain‑to‑countryside" became a mandated policy.)

(If not done, a great crisis would arise, and rural areas, after the industrial scissors gap, could not endure the blood‑sucking of these urban populations.)

(Given the international relations then, our options were few: being encircled and blocked by the two giant superpowers. That was probably the best method at the time.)

(It wasn't until after ten years of effort—mainly building ties with the Third World and the Ouluoba nations seeking to break free from Yingjiang's economic colonialism—and rejoining the UN General Assembly that our international situation began to change.)

(By 1978, when we began extensive diplomatic relations with the Western world, reform and opening up finally had a foundation.)

(Every great decision actually rests on foundations laid by predecessors.)

(Of course, those ten years truly had problems; I don't know how to defend them—so many outstanding talents were lost in this event.)

All the way, Yang Qing's mood was heavy, because he knew there were problems yet he was powerless.

He could only, while ensuring his own protection, repeatedly hop around the margins as much as possible.

And this real‑estate probe might be the last one he can attempt.

Because it has already reached the core; one step further would be a bottomless abyss.

After the 1963 project is completed, he must leave the real‑estate project.

And Director Wang also seemed unwilling to let him stay, which proves his own choice was correct.

Back at the Siheyuan, Nan Yi and Liang Ladi were already preparing things.

Yang Qing moved all the vegetables and such from his home over, and Liang Ladi's meager vegetables would obviously be insufficient.

Nan Yi, seeing Yang Qing's generosity, was deeply moved; in these times, anyone who can provide abundant food is certainly worth a close friendship.

"Yang Qing, thank you so much."

"No need to be formal, it's what neighbors do; come, I'll lend you a hand."

Yang Qing, carrying Rou Dan, washed his hands and then began to help Nan Yi.

With Yang Qing's addition, the vegetable preparation sped up.

After the people in the compound got off work, the back courtyard was already filled with food and dishes.

Two old ladies were helping to watch the table, so it wouldn't be ruined by birds and children.

A group of women lent out their own pots, pans, bowls and basins for Liang Ladi and her husband to use.

San Da Ye returned a step ahead of everyone and got to work on writing the gift list himself.

Melon seeds, candy and cigarettes were all distributed by him.

Don't even mention it; in this regard, only San Da Ye could manage to be fair and just.

As soon as Sha Zhu saw San Da Ye, he pulled out two dollars and joked.

"San Da Ye, what is Jiecheng's family setting up for the feast?"

San Da Ye laughed.

"Soon, soon, are they saving money? Don't worry about the food, it won't run away."

He Yuzhu didn't expect that San Da Ye would agree so readily.

He didn't know that San Da Ma, after returning from the back courtyard, had already told San Da Ye about the matter.

San Da Ye and San Da Ma thought all night and finally came up with a solution: let Yan Jie Cheng and his wife resolve it themselves.

Anyway, Yu Li now controls the money, so they can't squeeze any benefit out of them.

A mess—let them take it over.

If they don't take it, they'll just push it back.

Anyway, the old couple has to raise a bunch of kids and has no money.