In name only: The land of Handong, I shall rule its fate.

Provincial Government Office.

"Hey, Dad!"

Lin Zhiyuan looked at the subway plan submitted by Li Dakang, hesitated for two days, and finally did not dare to report it directly to President Wang, so he took a roundabout approach.

"Hmm? What is it?"

Old Yan's tone was calm, and he seemed to be in a good mood. "Have you encountered difficulties at work?"

Attitude of concern.

Lin Zhiyuan got goosebumps all over his body; he wasn't used to this kind of old man.

"Old Deng, why don't you get back to normal?"

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at the phone in his hand, confirmed it wasn't a landline, and boldly spoke up.

"You're itching for a beating, aren't you?"

As expected, Old Man Yan's voice suddenly rose, "Speak your mind, or shut up. I'm very busy."

call!

Lin Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief; his current attitude reassured him. "Hehe, Dad, I have something I'd like to ask you for help with."

That's right.

"In order to strengthen the regional economic integration process with neighboring brother cities and create the Hanxi Economic Corridor, Comrade Li Dakang, Secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee, applied for the opening of a subway connection line with Xiaoma and Xiaochu."

"I submitted my application to Director Xiao, and he told me to contact General Manager Wang. I'm a little worried..."

Lin Zhiyuan deliberately drew out his words, waiting for a reply from the other side.

"The Hanxi Economic Corridor is definitely necessary."

Unexpected.

Surprisingly, Elder Yan wasn't angry. "Have you spoken to Comrade Wang Qiyuan about this?"

Wang Qiyuan was the new governor who was parachuted in from higher authorities to assist in the implementation of the plan when Lin Zhiyuan was the executive deputy governor of Hanjiang Province. He is now the secretary of the Hanjiang Provincial Party Committee.

"I've already spoken to Secretary Wang."

Lin Zhiyuan replied.

After all, it's half his family's home, so he wouldn't really dig up the roots of the Han River to fill the gap in the development of Handong. "Although the GDP of the Han River is showing a rapid growth curve, the majority of it has been consumed by a few scientific research projects, and there is really no time to take care of the cities in the province."

"Whether in terms of culture or geographical location, Wuhu, Ma'anshan and Chuzhou are more inclined towards Jingzhou."

"More than half of the long-term migrant workers from the three cities have come to Handong, while Jingzhou accounts for the vast majority, with a total number of around 300,000."

"And the migrant workers who commute daily..."

"The two cities of Ma and Chu have a population of about 20,000. Initially, they may need financial subsidies, but with the opening of the subway, more passengers and new workers will join, which will be enough to support the normal operation of the subway line."

Lin Zhiyuan used data to report to his superiors.

"Um!"

Mr. Yan agreed, but criticized, "Your data is obviously inflated and cannot be counted. However, the significance of the Hanxi Economic Corridor should not be measured by the current basic data."

"Just in case."

"I'll report to General Manager Wang in your personal capacity; there won't be any problems."

Ah!

mine?

Lin Zhiyuan was shocked. Why did Li Dakang and Wen Yiyan have to use my name to cause this? No way!

"snort!"

Old Master Yan snorted coldly, "You've been gone for almost a year. If you don't use it now, when do you plan to use it? Let it expire? Or let it mold!"

"Zhiyuan!"

Perhaps realizing he had been too harsh in his tone towards the eligible bachelor, Old Master Yan sighed softly and advised, "Could you put aside your squirrel-like tendencies for a moment? You need to make use of the resources promised by your superiors. I know you're doing this to deal with emergencies, but if you don't use them, others will get anxious, and your superiors will get anxious too, fearing that you'll cause trouble in silence."

"I understand, Dad."

Lin Zhiyuan was discouraged.

"I have no idea how you developed this hoarding habit."

Old Master Yan was equally troubled. Anyone who received a promise would immediately think of cashing it in. Lin Zhiyuan would also cash in, but he would only cash in things of small value.

For example, the promise Mr. Wang made before the new year.

But after suffering a loss in silence, Lin Zhiyuan hid the high-value goods even more carefully, only taking them in and not giving them out.

"Dad, you know my family has always been poor since I was a child."

Lin Zhiyuan spoke fluently without hesitation.

"fart!"

Old Yan was cursing and swearing.

When Lin Zhiyuan first told him this, he truly believed it, and he even went to his in-laws to verify it.

As it turned out, the Lin family was not a wealthy family, but a dual-income teacher family was not bad in Negeri Sembilan at that time. In addition, Lin Zhiyuan showed talent from a young age, and his parents were not stubborn people. In order to cultivate their son, they fulfilled his requests within a reasonable range.

At home, he was loved by his parents and cared for by his teachers at school. In addition, he had a handsome face and a sweet voice. Many female classmates, or rather, older sisters, would try to give Lin Zhiyuan their best things.

Why is she both a classmate and an older sister?

Because this guy skipped grades year after year, especially in his senior year of high school, when Lin Zhiyuan, who was fourteen years old, was in the same class as his classmates who were generally between 19 and 21 years old, the whole class was like older brothers and sisters taking care of a younger brother.

It can be said.

Lin Zhiyuan's childhood and adolescence were more comfortable than 90% of his peers nationwide.

Poor my ass!

Lin Zhiyuan was speechless.

But what did he do wrong?

He just wanted to hoard the good stuff; he didn't care if it expired or got moldy, but he couldn't be without it, otherwise he wouldn't feel secure.

"Dad, I seem to be reminded of those years when we sold bamboo mats in Nanshan..."

Lin Zhiyuan's voice choked with emotion.

"Alright, alright, I'll only take you."

"I'll go find Mr. Wang right now."

Old Master Yan quickly interrupted.

Lin Zhiyuan wasn't tired of saying it, but he was tired of hearing it.

Moreover, since the story of selling bamboo mats in Nanshan didn't work, the next step should be to pave the way with logistics from Nanhu.

He's too old to hear anything so stimulating.

Logistics may sound like a trivial matter now, but back then, road bullies ran rampant, and opening up this road was even more difficult than transporting goods in ancient times.

Because we not only need to open it, but also to protect it.

That was truly achieved through sheer hard work, one sword and one spear.

Lin Zhiyuan's martial arts skills were due to his talent, but he earned them mostly by risking his life.

once.

A perfectly healthy person went out and came back covered in blood, spending several days in the ICU in critical condition.

When he rushed there from the ministry, the hospital issued its third critical condition notice. The secretary he had worked so hard to win over was almost gone.

But at that time he was just a deputy in a ministry, and there was very little he could do.

It was after that incident.

He volunteered to take up a post in Donghai Province to protect the young man, which indirectly led to a nationwide crackdown on road bullies.

But you can't think about what comes next.

He, Yan Zishan, was wise and powerful his whole life, but in the end, he lost his precious daughter.

Damn it!

"Also, tell Comrade Li Dakang to prepare himself; he's been causing too much trouble lately."

Old Master Yan suddenly remembered something and said...

"But senior..."

Lin Zhiyuan said hurriedly.

"Just wait!"

Lin Zhiyuan looked at the phone that had been hung up with satisfaction. Although he didn't know what Old Man Yan was angry about this time, at least he had saved three big shipments.

They were parachuted into Handong.

Mr. Wang had originally prepared three promises for him, and according to convention, he was supposed to be assigned a deputy, but he has always been a lone wolf, so the deputy position was changed again.

Now we're switching to two subway lines.

Only one was used.

We managed to save three, what a huge win!