Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

Qin Province.

Changyang Airport.

After the Han Dong delegation landed, Qin Province Governor Huang Jian led a team to welcome them.

After in-depth discussions, both parties signed an agreement.

The following day, the group went to the Qinbei Wind Power Project Base for inspection.

After the convoy arrived at its destination, before they even got out of the cars, everyone saw a group of people standing in front of the construction site. On the cleared ground next to them, dozens of men with waist drums on their waists, red silk headscarves on their heads, and short, tight-fitting clothes in red and yellow stripes stood in a square formation.

Nearby, the site manager saw the convoy stop and immediately blew his whistle.

Immediately, banners were unfurled from the poles on both sides, reading: "Warmly welcome..."

'Bang bang'

"Hey"

The waist drum formation began to move in perfect unison, their hands striking the drums as they chanted in unison, "Welcome Governor Chu and his entourage home! May you have good fortune and prosperity!"

'Bang bang'

The drumbeats were powerful, stirring, and earth-shattering.

With each leap, sand flies up from beneath their feet; their powerful strides and leaps exude an aura of grandeur, showcasing the boldness and exuberance of the Loess Plateau.

The group got off the car, and Chu Shijun ignored the dust kicked up and walked closer to take a closer look.

After the performance, they clapped their hands vigorously.

"Thank you all for your performances. I felt the enthusiasm of my fellow villagers in Qin Province. I was very excited and inspired."

"Governor Chu, welcome home, and welcome to the Handong delegation for your inspection and research in Qin Province."

The person in charge of the formation stepped forward and spoke, panting heavily.

"Yes, I'm home."

Chu Shijun smiled and extended his hand.

"Well, Governor Chu, my hands are all sweaty and sandy." The person in charge looked at his hands hesitantly, then smiled sheepishly on his dark face.

"Your hands are the cleanest."

Chu Shijun said earnestly, taking the initiative to extend both hands to shake his, and gave him a vigorous shake.

The reporters nearby quickly took photos and recorded the audio.

Then, Chu Shijun looked up and asked, "Some of the fellow villagers I'm watching the performance look familiar. Are they the same group that performed in the capital six years ago?"

"Yes,"

The person in charge straightened his chest.

"Comrade Shijun, these fellow villagers were all selected from outside the capital. At that time, they were the only performing troupe outside the capital."

Huang Jian said.

"Okay, okay!"

Chu Shijun nodded solemnly and said in a sincere voice, "Dust flies on the Loess Plateau, drums resound and the land rejoices."

"This is our cultural heritage, and we must vigorously promote it and pass it on to future generations."

"Yes, Governor Chu, don't worry, all of our children know how to do it, and the young men in the village are all learning it too. My grandfather and his comrades fought right here to celebrate their victory. If the children dare not learn it, we will be the first to object," the person in charge said, patting his chest.

"Alright, in the future, I will invite you to fight again. When you can no longer fight, let the younger generation fight, so that the tradition can be passed down."

Chu Shijun said.

He kept his word, fourteen years later, twenty-four years later...

At his invitation.

The waist drums resounded in the square.

Just like the team from decades ago, they are full of hope and vitality, inspiring people.

……

After seeing off the waist drum team, Chu Shijun and others, accompanied by Huang Jian and others, visited the wind power project and related bases.

The tight schedule finally came to an end over the next two days, and the project negotiations were completed.

In a garden, Chu Shijun and Huang Jian walked along a tree-lined path; the May weather was already quite hot.

The two were wearing white undershirts with their coats draped over their shoulders.

"Comrade Shijun, we are very grateful to Handong for placing the project in a part of our Qin Province. Has Handong caused you any difficulties with this project?"

Huang Jian offered Chu Shijun a cigarette and asked him a question.

"No, we are in complete agreement."

Chu Shijun smiled and said, "Responding to the grand strategy and using the strong to help the weak is perfectly justifiable."

"As for personal reasons, of course there are. I'm happy to see my hometown develop."

"Comrade Shijun, you are mistaken."

Huang Jian shook his head. "It can't be said that I have selfish motives for this position. Everyone is aware of your considerations."

"The west is hollowed out, and almost all the population is concentrated in the east. Wherever it is placed, it can influence the surrounding areas."

"Besides, who can blame us for having such good fellow villagers as Comrade Shijun here? Haha."

Chu Shijun smiled without saying a word, and the two of them understood each other perfectly.

"By the way, Comrade Huang Jian, there's something I need to remind you of, which I've already mentioned to Comrade Mu Yu."

"I would like to hear the details."

"The project involves many stakeholders. In Handong, some comrades raised some objections regarding placing the majority of the funds here, all out of consideration for the development of our province. Of course, it was ultimately approved."

"However, there is one point I agree with: the longer the line is laid out, the longer the supervision will be, which will inevitably lead to distortion. We must pay attention to this. We can keep an eye on Handong, but here, we will have to rely on you and Comrade Muyu."

Chu Shijun said seriously,

"It's unacceptable to undertake a good project, intended for development, but if it doesn't yield results, the money is wasted, and the people don't benefit."

"You can rest assured on this point, Comrade Shijun."

"Whoever dares to reach out, we will remove their hat. We will supervise the entire process according to your requirements, ensuring openness and transparency, with all figures presented without any discounts, and stating exactly what they are."

For Huang Jian, this can also be considered one of his political achievements.

Anyone who dares to touch him is going against him.

Furthermore, they were at odds with Chu Shijun.

He stopped talking, saying that if he went against this person, he'd be in for a beating.

"Um,"

Chu Shijun nodded.

"Another point is that after the infrastructure is in place, the selection of staff should also be more focused. My opinion is that we should favor impoverished families to help alleviate poverty. I have spoken with the heads of two companies and they said that we should provide more technical training for the impoverished staff, and even hold classes to teach them a skill."

"I understand the situation here. We shouldn't favor local people too much. For those coming from the western and southern regions, we shouldn't cut back on their benefits or treat them differently. We should treat everyone equally during holidays, and travel allowances should be simple, efficient, and strictly managed."

"From the people's perspective, we are their parents; from our perspective, the people are also our parents. We should do something about it."

"Comrade Shijun, your words are profound."

Huang Jian patted his chest with emotion and assured him, "Don't worry, we definitely won't let you down."

"This is such a great project. It can create jobs and boost economic growth. If we can't manage it well, I'll be the first to quit my job and go home to grow sweet potatoes."

"it is good."

The two walked for a while and chatted for a bit. Chu Shijun raised his hand to check the time, then stopped and said, "Comrade Huang Jian, let's stop here. According to the arrangements, I have to go back. I have a few hours left, and I'll be going to Weishui."

"Shall I come with you?"

"No need, you're busy with work. I just went back to visit."

Chu Shijun shook his head, turned around, and waved to Yang Xiaofeng and the others behind him.

"I'd like to say hello to Comrade Wei Shui."

Huang Jian took out his phone and walked to the side to make a call.