Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Cao Leyao followed Lou Xiao'e and Qin Jingru with a little trepidation.

Today, they are going to discuss matters concerning Samadhi Tower.

The office in Pengcheng is not luxurious, but there are quite a lot of people coming and going.

The higher-ups said we need to develop vigorously.

How to develop it specifically? Probably because Guangdong Province has a good geographical location and is close to the seaport, so they want to let them develop well. The neighboring province looks at it and thinks, hey, they have developed, so why not, I want to do the same.

But how can we develop?

You can't have it both ways.

So, the boss said, I don’t care how you develop or what your tax revenue is like. You have to pay 800 million yuan in taxes every year, and I don’t care about anything else.

Eight hundred million is not difficult for Guangdong Province, but it is not difficult either. The main reason is that the economy of various places has gradually picked up. Coupled with some loosening policies, it is not too bad, and Guangdong Province has agreed.

But Guangdong Province nodded, but the neighboring provinces could not. They are poor to begin with, and except for a few seaports, other places cannot be considered rich.

Not only can they not come up with the money, but they also have to ask parents for money in a pitiful way.

The head of the family looked at it and said, "Okay, Guangdong Province should not give 800 million, but 1 billion, of which 200 million will be given to your neighboring province." That's it.

So, to some extent, the clay pot rice that is often ridiculed on the Internet by later generations is because Guangdong Province paid for it.

In this case, the autonomy is quite large.

The person who received them was not the mayor or something like that, but just an ordinary clerk.

"Secretary Zhang." Lou Xiao'e greeted with a smile.

"Director Lou, come on, come on, please sit down." Secretary Zhang immediately stood up and helped pour a few glasses of water: "Who are these people?"

"Oh, the director of Samadhi Building who is planning to invest here, and her daughter."

"Hello, both of you. This is Samadhi Tower. I've heard a lot about you, a lot about you." Secretary Zhang was not bragging. He really knew about Samadhi Tower.

Samadhi Tower, that was featured in national newspapers.

A few people exchanged pleasantries again.

Secretary Zhang enthusiastically designated several positions for Qin Jingru, and after confirming them, she agreed directly.

This process lasted less than thirty minutes.

The high efficiency left Cao Leyao dumbfounded.

Wait until the three of them go out.

Cao Leyao was still a little confused: "Is this the end?"

After entering the room, Lou Xiao'e introduced them, and then Zhang gave the seats. Qin Jingru chose a seat, and that was it? What was this?

"End? This is just the beginning." Lou Xiao'e shook her head: "It's just that we all know how to proceed, so many things in the middle are omitted. The normal process should be to determine the location, which takes a long time. After the location is determined, the construction also requires the coordination of many units and departments."

Lou Xiao'e counted the things that needed to be done along the way one by one.

"In the next few days, you can follow me and get familiar with the process. Your mother and I will go to Hong Kong."

"Ah?!" Cao Leyao widened her eyes.

"Okay, okay!"

"mom!"

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The Spring Festival in 85 was much more lively than in previous years.

Unconsciously, after the opening up, more and more things happened in Cao Wei.

Every day passed was quite fulfilling.

However, Cao Wei still failed to make a trip to Hong Kong.

It’s not that he didn’t want to go. He originally thought that since he was going, he might as well go out and have fun together.

But the elderly people in the family didn't seem to want to go out.

So he stayed.

He didn't care, and Qin Huairu didn't care either.

Qin Huairu felt that the current situation was good. She followed Cao Wei to and from get off work every day. After finishing her work, she would go home with Cao Wei alone. This fulfilled her wish many years ago. In the past, there was Qin Jingru between them, but now, there was nothing. She had been smiling happily in the past few months.

Cao Wei reached out and patted Qin Huairu who was lying on top of him: "Wake up."

Qin Huairu opened her eyes drowsily, glared at Cao Wei, and continued to sleep on his chest.

Compared to Qin Jingru's entanglement, Qin Huairu prefers to hug Cao Wei with her whole body. To be honest, the sleeping posture of these two sisters is really sad.

Feeling Cao Wei's body temperature gradually rising.

Qin Huairu stood up vigilantly.

It's good to enjoy it alone, but this guy is born in the Year of the Ox.

Somewhat outrageous.

"Hey." Cao Wei laughed: "You can continue to sleep for a while."

"I'm not going to sleep anymore!" Qin Huairu alerted 2.0.

"Then get up and prepare for the New Year."

The atmosphere before the New Year became more and more intense. There were children running all over the ground with small firecrackers in their hands. From time to time, they would set off firecrackers to make passers-by happy. Their legs were trembling and they were eager to try. Then, passers-by and children would chase each other happily on the road.

Most people have started going to the market to buy things for the New Year.

As the government liberalizes the economy, there are more and more street vendors.

There are people selling tofu, meat, fruits, and snacks.

Amid the chaos, a conspicuous motorcycle slowly glided across the street.

"What the hell?! Motorcycle?"

"Oh my god, I'm so jealous. I want one too."

"What the hell are you dreaming about! How much does that thing cost? The cheapest one costs several thousand. This thing is a brand I've never seen before. I guess it was shipped in from outside."

Or maybe it can be said that the people of Beijing have good eyesight.

Qin Huairu hugged Cao Wei and squeezed his lower back hard, her face slightly flushed. This damn thing just accelerated, stopped, accelerated again, and stopped again. What age are you, and you still play this trick!

"Hey, baby, what are you doing?"

"Are you disgusting?!" Qin Huairu has always been serious and feels extremely disgusted by such words.

"Tsk, you were so loud last night, but now you're turning your back on me."

"Are you going to leave or not? You're not even driving faster than I am!"

“But they are all envious.”

Qin Huairu:......

She kind of regretted riding in this car.

Qin Huairu is a traditional woman and she doesn't like to be in the spotlight.

Suddenly, the car shook again, and Qin Huairu was so angry that she was about to exert all her strength again.

"Don't blame me, it's that semi-trailer." Cao Wei stopped the motorcycle speechlessly. In front of him, a car with three carriages hanging behind it was moving forward step by step.

Younger comrades in later generations may not know that the reason why modified cars are restricted in China.

It wasn't because of any disturbance to the people or any acceleration changes. The most direct reason was the monster that stood in front of Cao Wei. The front of the car had three carriages hanging on the back...