"What are you doing if you don't sleep at night?"

"Watching you sleep is also a pleasure." Tang Lingling kissed Ding Changsheng's forehead and said.

"It's what time, I have something to do in the morning, so I can't be late." Ding Changsheng closed his eyes and enjoyed the last quiet time before getting up.

"It's not yet six o'clock, what's your business? Or a private matter?"

"I asked my godmother to visit the cemetery. My godmother is still in the funeral home. I want him to be buried in peace as soon as possible."

"I really want you to keep it in your mouth like this for the rest of your life, it's so comfortable."

"If you want, just call me, I'll be there anytime you call." Ding Changsheng raised his waist and looked at Tang Lingling, who was snow-white and slightly charming. This woman was really extraordinary. Looking at her quiet appearance, ordinary men really couldn't satisfy her.

Ding Changsheng knew that something would definitely happen if he stayed for a while, so he hurriedly got up and put on his clothes.

"What did you say just now? What's the matter in vain?" Tang Lingling calmed down her emotions and asked with a corner of the quilt.

Ding Changsheng had to repeat it again. This time, Tang Lingling widened her eyes and asked, "Why don't you tell me about this? I must go too. What time is the morning?"

"Oh, today I just went to see the cemetery, so I won't be buried. I'll call you when I'm burying. My godfather didn't have many friends, so you can count it."

"Tsk, it's like a son." Tang Lingling said with a blank look at Ding Changsheng.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Si Nan sat at the top of the oval conference table in the conference room, looking at the group of Standing Committee members sitting scattered on both sides. This was his first time convening a Standing Committee. The topic of the meeting was very simple, which was the development of the land in the textile factory.

Although this land has been idle for more than ten years, the first two secretaries did not dare to touch the bomb. He didn't want to touch it at first, but now it seems that it will not work. One is that the periphery of the textile factory has basically been developed. Looking down at the textile factory from those communities is simply a scar of the city.

This is not the main reason why Si Nanxia wanted to move this land. The main reason was that Luo Dongqiu was urging him. He didn't have long been visiting him, but he would call him every few days and ask him how he wanted to deal with this land.

He had no choice but to convene a meeting to discuss it.

However, the Standing Committee was incomplete. The Organization Minister had not been appointed yet. The Si Nan simply did not even call the person in charge of the work. The deputy secretary of the municipal party committee has not been fully appointed yet. The commander of the military sub-district Yang Chengqun asked for leave. The three Standing Committee members were absent at once, but the meeting was still held.

"It's very simple to convene this meeting. I just want to deal with the land in the textile factory and listen to everyone's opinions." Si Nanxia said concisely.

I thought I would attract a lot of speeches after I finished speaking, but surprisingly, no one spoke, which made Si Nanxia very embarrassed. In the past, as long as Shi Aiguo finished speaking, Gu Qingshan would definitely be the first to speak, and then Tao Chengjun and others supported him. In this way, even if Di Kuncheng and others opposed it, as long as he did not object, ordinary proposals could pass.

But now he actually found that the Organization Minister was not his own, and the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee was not his own. After looking around, he didn't have any of his own people. He was so frustrated that he was a secretary. It was said that Shi Aiguo was a secretary who was a sloppy foot. Now it seems that he was completely paralyzed.

"Kuncheng, the development of this project is very large. Have your municipal government ever thought about this? If it is really developed, the municipal government will definitely coordinate in the center." Without speaking, Si Nanxia could only suppress the anger in his heart and began to call out.

Originally, Di Kuncheng had just picked up the teacup and wanted to drink tea, so he took the opportunity to avoid Si Nanxia's inquiry, but Si Nanxia was the first to ask him. As a last resort, he put the teacup back on the table. At this time, everyone's eyes were gathered on him.

"Development? No problem, this is a good thing. It's too late to think about it now, but I just don't know what the workers in the textile factory do?" Di Kuncheng asked back.

"What does it mean?" Si Nanxia frowned and asked. Although Luo Dongqiu talked about land development when he came, what does the workers in the textile factory have to do with the workers? Although he thought so, Si Nanxia felt something was wrong in his heart.

"The textile mill is bankrupt, but since it is bankrupt, it has to be liquidated. How much money is owed and how much money has not been recovered has to be carefully calculated, especially what workers do, whether to buy out their work years or divert, these have to be carefully calculated and classified. However, as far as I know, the textile mill has never been liquidated. Not only did the retired people have no pension, but when they went bankrupt, those who were not at the retirement age were not resettled, and they have made a living for themselves in the past few years. For them, this land is their root. If we develop this land and have no explanation for the workers of the textile mill, I believe that we cannot develop this land well at all. If we don't believe it, you can give it a try." After Di Kuncheng said that, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, put it down, and then stopped talking.

When Si Nanxia heard this, his face became increasingly ugly. He really didn't know that there were these things in it. The news he had received before was that He Dakui, the textile factory, refused to let him develop and went to Beijing to file a complaint. This was delayed. Unexpectedly, the textile factory's affairs were not handled at all.

But then again, if the processing cost was so low back then, if it was processed now, the processing cost would be less than a little bit.

"Does anyone else have anything to say?" Si Nanxia looked at Tao Chengjun and said, "Tao Chengjun is now the secretary-general of the municipal party committee. Even if you have no method, you have to speak up and support Si Nanxia's proposition. This is the responsibility of the secretary-general of the municipal party committee.
Chapter completed!