Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

"Uh? Qingyun, we can't let this go!" Dong Guangping exclaimed anxiously.

"I'm going to the provincial government tomorrow. I'll risk my reputation to get that much money!"

"What do you think!"

Dong Guangping was going all out.

Just thinking about the ugly face of the provincial finance director makes me feel uncomfortable all over.

Asking him for money is like cutting off a piece of your own flesh.

We finally managed to catch Su Qingyun; this opportunity is gone if we miss it!

Dong Guangping was already calculating in his mind that he had to use all his connections to make money!

Seeing his fierce expression, Su Qingyun was somewhat moved.

After all, he is the Party Secretary of the Prefectural Committee. He has been pushed to this point. How can I stand idly by?

"Secretary Dong, you've misunderstood," Su Qingyun said in a deep voice.

"When I said 'forget it,' I didn't mean the project was canceled, but rather..."

"But what?" Dong Guangping's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked.

"Instead, I didn't use a single penny from the prefectural committee; I donated it all."

"Gulp..."

Director Liao of the Finance Bureau may have drunk too much sweet potato liquor; he lost his balance and fell off the stool.

The deputy secretary and the director of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission next to him quickly helped him up.

"Old Liao, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, my blood pressure might have gone up."

Director Liao wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat up straight again, and stared intently at Su Qingyun.

"Comrade Qingyun, I'd like to ask another question." He swallowed.

"You mean you invested all of it? You mean you used 300,000 of your own money to build a paper mill?" His eyes widened.

"That's right." Su Qingyun nodded.

"Holy crap!"

The young Li Huaimin actually swore.

He worked for ten years, became a deputy director, and had less than a thousand yuan in savings.

Su Qingyun immediately asked for 300,000, leaving Li Huaimin feeling dizzy.

With this 300,000 yuan, all the state-owned enterprises in the prefecture would be scrambling to kneel before it.

Unfortunately, they could only be envious; no one could take Su Qingyun's money.

"Qingyun, are you telling the truth?"

Unable to contain his excitement, Dong Guangping still wanted to confirm it one more time.

"Yes." Su Qingyun nodded, then said, "Actually, I don't have that much money either."

"However, given my relationship with the Anda Group, we can find a workaround."

"How to adapt... how to adapt?"

Dong Guangping really couldn't think of any workaround to solve the 300,000 problem.

"I can pay in installments," Su Qingyun said calmly.

"I will pay 150,000 upfront, and I will guarantee the remaining 150,000 with my personal credit."

Su Qingyun was confident that Damian would agree to this condition.

"Hiss..." Another gasp of cold air.

Everyone was stunned.

Can your personal credit guarantee 150,000?

If you all ask yourselves honestly, whether you could guarantee two thousand yuan is a question.

You really can't compare people.

"Qingyun, we're counting on you!" Dong Guangping excitedly grasped Su Qingyun's hand.

But after the initial excitement, he frowned as a question came to mind.

"Qingyun, by taking all the money, you've relieved the prefectural committee of a huge burden."

"But... there might be trouble in the capital." Dong Guangping pointed to the ceiling.

That's right. The country is now encouraging economic opening up, but the steps taken are not very big.

If Su Qingyun were to establish a factory as a sole proprietor, would it be approved in Beijing?

Su Qingyun had also considered this issue.

The private sector will only see vigorous development after that legendary figure draws a circle in the South China Sea next year.

Now, everything seems to be shrouded in mist, and everyone is cautiously groping their way forward, afraid that they might accidentally step on a landmine.

"Secretary Dong, the paper mill is being operated as a joint public-private enterprise."

"The prefectural committee contributed land as shares, accounting for 10%."

"I personally invested 300,000 yuan, which accounts for 90% of my investment."

"The prefectural committee only collects dividends and taxes, and is not allowed to interfere in the operation."

"We must fully cooperate with all policies."

Although Su Qingyun was wholeheartedly dedicated to building up her hometown, she could not afford to be a victim of injustice.

In business, there are some things that must be said upfront.

Land is contributed as equity, accounting for 10%.

In later generations, this would be nothing short of a fantasy.

How much land does a paper mill occupy? The value of the land alone is astronomical; how could it possibly hold such a small share?

But what era is this?

In the early days of economic opening up, all land belonged to the state, was not traded, and was worthless.

What truly has value is cash! And industrial equipment!

Dong Guangping and Director Liao of the Finance Bureau exchanged a glance and nodded.

Although the director of the Land Bureau did not come today, Dong Guangping can make the decision directly.

"Qingyun, I agree to your conditions," Dong Guangping said readily.

"You can choose any land you like. Even if you fancy my prefectural committee building, I won't say a word."

"Don't worry about the policy; I guarantee everything will go smoothly."

"If the prefectural committee can't handle it, I'll go to the provincial committee."

"Any official at any level who dares to cause trouble on this project will be severely punished!"

Once the paper mill is built, it will be Dong Guangping's pride and joy. Anyone who dares to mess with it is courting death.

"Secretary Dong, I have another request," Su Qingyun said, seizing the opportunity.

"Tell me, I'll do anything I can for you."

With a major project about to be secured, Dong Guangping was not stingy at all.

"I need a piece of land to build a few buildings."

"It serves as both an office and employee housing."

In his later life, Su Qingyun only envied the profits made in real estate, but now, he can buy several buildings with a single move.

"Building office buildings and employee housing is perfectly reasonable," Dong Guangping nodded.

He glanced around. "Why aren't the people from the Land Bureau here?"

The deputy secretary in charge of personnel quickly responded, "His son is on a blind date today and took the day off."

Dong Guangping said with a dark face, "Oh, since you're so busy, then don't delay."

"Let him rest at home."

"You can come back to work when you've sorted out your personal matters."

"I see there are so many people in the Land Bureau, one more won't make a difference."

Dong Guangping's voice wasn't harsh, but to the other leaders, it sounded as sharp as a knife.

The head of the land bureau is finished!

At such a crucial moment, he actually took leave because of personal matters!

This has touched a nerve with Secretary Dong!

"Notify the executive deputy director of the land bureau to come over immediately."

"Let Su Qingyun choose."

"If Su Qingyun can't find a satisfactory place, he'll have to give up the entire Land Bureau office building and staff housing!"

"Our prefectural committee does not support idlers."

Dong Guangping's domineering words made the deputy secretary nod repeatedly.

He didn't even eat; he went straight out the door to make a phone call.

Who can withstand the thunderous wrath of the prefectural party secretary?

Deputy Secretaries Dong Guangping and others went out, but they all wore smiling faces when they faced Su Qingyun.

"Qingyun, continue. What other conditions are there?"

"Feel free to bring it up!"