Chapter 2371

Du Changfeng said: "I understand, Secretary. I will definitely pay attention to this issue."

Su Xinghui said: "Changfeng, sooner or later you will be on your own. You must remember that the issue of housing prices must be controlled. I know that the revenue from land sales is very easy and comfortable, but you must restrain this desire of yours. You must cage the power; otherwise, it is unfair to the common people."

Du Changfeng could hear how high Su Xinghui's expectations for him were. He nodded solemnly and said: "Secretary, I will definitely remember your words."

Su Xinghui nodded with a smile. Saying these things to Du Changfeng today was not a momentary whim, but because he had noticed that housing prices in Chongjin County had risen quite significantly over the past two years—from the three-hundred-plus per square meter when he first arrived in Chongjin County to over five hundred now, which meant housing prices had risen by sixty percent.

Of course, this was because the base housing price was relatively low, and Chongjin County's economic development speed over the past two years had been truly too fast, with per capita income having risen by more than double. Therefore, this kind of increase in housing prices was still normal.

But Su Xinghui had become vigilant. If this kind of increase was not controlled now, it would truly be difficult to control later.

With the climbing of housing prices, land prices were also rising. Logically speaking, rising land prices were a good thing for the government—it was a political achievement. Whenever there was no money, just sell a couple of plots of land; how comfortable that was. But for Su Xinghui, this was not acceptable.

Why did housing prices in his past life rise so high? Wasn't the root cause the land-sale economy? In this life, Su Xinghui might not have the ability to control the rise of housing prices nationwide, but he could still control the cities under his jurisdiction to ensure housing prices did not rise or only rose slowly.

Besides himself, he also wanted to influence the concepts of those around him. For example, he had always urged Mi Xiuyuan, Xu Xiaoguang, and the others to set housing prices lower than others. Now, he was instilling this concept in Du Changfeng, hoping he could control housing prices.

Besides Du Changfeng, Xia Song was also listening intently nearby. He was the person who followed Su Xinghui the most. He didn't know how much he had learned from following Su Xinghui, but he had never heard Su Xinghui talk about housing prices before. Today, hearing Su Xinghui's words, he was quite inspired.

Yes, housing prices rising too high is certainly not a good thing.

This thought sprouted in Xia Song's heart like a seed.

Su Xinghui was still very satisfied with today's inspection of the Gulou Street area. The progress of Chongjin County's old city renovation somewhat exceeded Su Xinghui's expectations; this speed was relatively fast.

With this kind of progress, it was possible for Chongjin County to complete the old city renovation within two years. Su Xinghui felt that he should still be able to see the Chongjin County seat after the old city renovation was completed.

Unlike his past life, Su Xinghui changed his place of work frequently in this life—from Meng Hu Ling, to Pengwan, to Matou Town, then to Changshan County, and now he was in Chongjin County. He always planted the trees, but he never got to see how the trees grew up.

Although planting trees was already a very fulfilling thing, not being able to see with his own eyes the trees he had planted grow up and bear fruit was, after all, a regret. This time, he hoped he could stay in Chongjin County for a longer period, at least for another year. By that time, the Chongjin County seat would surely have a brand-new look.

Time entered August, and Su Xinghui's son, Niuniu, ushered in his second birthday. The two-year-old Niuniu was now very lively, cute, and extremely intelligent. No matter how busy they were with work, Su Xinghui and Lu Xiaoya tried their best to find time to accompany him every night when they returned home, which was very beneficial for their son's growth.

Su Xinghui established a rule: after he returned home, he would not receive subordinates under any circumstances. One must know that in the past, the trend of pulling strings and going through the back door was prevalent. Many people did not report work to leaders during office hours, but instead went directly to their homes after work, and they would definitely be carrying gifts in their hands—only then could they pull closer their relationship with the leader.

But now, Su Xinghui didn't buy that. Anyone who went to his house carrying gifts after work was met with a cold face and refusal. As time went on, no one looked for him after he got off work now.

Su Xinghui handed over the work at the county government entirely to the several county heads; he basically didn't interfere. This also gave him more time to accompany his wife and son, which was why Niuniu was so happy every day and could grow up sturdily.

On this day, Niuniu's birthday, Su Xinghui didn't tell anyone. After work, he declined several invitations to banquets and went straight home to celebrate his son's birthday.

Returning home, Aunt Liu Yujiao had already prepared a table of sumptuous food, and a small birthday cake was placed on the table—this was what Aunt Liu Yujiao had bought on the street during the day.

There were only four people in the family in total, so Su Xinghui told Liu Yujiao not to buy a big cake, a small one would suffice; buying more would be a waste. He couldn't cultivate in his son the habit of liking waste from a young age.

Lu Xiaoya was sitting with her son, telling him something. Niuniu also knew that today was his birthday. Although he didn't quite understand what a birthday meant, he knew that on a birthday, there would be the cake he liked to eat, and many dishes he liked to eat. He sat on that small stool, happy and beaming.

The weather in August was already very hot, so the air conditioner was turned on in the living room. Although it was just a wall-mounted unit, the cool breeze still made the living room very refreshing. Seeing Su Xinghui return, Lu Xiaoya said: "Niuniu, Dad is back, let's eat!"

Niuniu clapped his hands happily and said: "Time to eat!"

Su Xinghui smiled, put down his bag, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then came out and sat down at the dining table.

Last year on his son's birthday, he was still a county head and stayed on the embankment the whole time, so he didn't celebrate it properly for his son, which had always made him feel guilty and regretful. This year he was the County Party Secretary and finally didn't have to stay on the embankment every day, so he counted as having time to celebrate his son's birthday, which also made him very happy.

Lu Xiaoya lit the candles on the cake, and Liu Yujiao went to pull the thick curtains shut. The room suddenly went dark, with only the light of the two candles. Lu Xiaoya said to Niuniu: "Niuniu, make a wish to the candles. After you make the wish, blow out the candles."

Niuniu said innocently: "Mom, what is making a wish?"