"Mayor An." Zhang Jiayong greeted politely.

Anyang soldiers put down the newspaper, smiled at Zhang Jiayong, and signaled Zhang Jiayong to come here to sit.

"It's not easy to invite you, a big man." After Zhang Jiayong sat down, Anyang Bing said with a smile.

"Mayor An was joking, I am not a big shot." Zhang Jiayong shook his head repeatedly.

"We, the wise man doesn't say secret words. I know a little about you. Lao Feng told me that you were only fourteen years old, and I didn't believe me. What was I doing when I was fourteen? It seemed that I was still peeking at the girl I had crushed in the classroom! But you actually have hundreds of millions of dollars, and the underground forces of Wuzhen..." An Yang Bing said in a teasing tone at first, but later he gradually became serious. His eyes were slightly swollen and had severe bags, squinted a slit, staring at Zhang Jiayong.

Zhang Jiayong did not expect that Anyang Bing could investigate so many things. His relationship with Yang Qinghua was not known, but few people knew that it was not easy for him to investigate.

"Mayor An, I didn't do those illegal activities." Zhang Jiayong continued a light sentence. He knew that the Anyang soldiers came to him this time, and they were definitely not seeking a crime, but had other plans.

"Okay, I know whether you have done illegal activities or not. Otherwise, do you think you can chat with me face to face so leisurely? Don't call me Mayor An, just call me Mr. An. I am the mayor in a few days." Anyang Bing said.

Zhang Jiayong knew that with the age of Anyang soldiers, he could still be able to continue to become the mayor, and he must have something unique to him, but after all, the age is there, and he will eventually leave it to the young people.

"Old Mr. An, what's the matter with me this time?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"No hurry, the food is coming soon. It's a habit for our Chinese people to eat and talk at the dinner table if you have something to do." Anyang Bing said, but Zhang Jiayong heard a hint of teasing and helplessness from his tone.

The food was served, and it was indeed home-cooked side dishes. The middle-aged woman took off her apron and did not sit down and eat it together. Instead, she said hello to Anyang Bing and went out.

Later, Zhang Jiayong learned from Anyang Bing that this middle-aged woman was not Anyang Bing's wife, but just a needy family he had helped. She insisted on repaying her kindness. She always came to Anyang Bing to clean up the house and cook for him when she had nothing to do.

This answered Zhang Jiayong's doubts, because the middle-aged woman and Anyang Bing were at least twenty years apart, and they didn't look like a couple no matter how they looked.

Middle-aged women often went to and from the Anyang military camps, which caused a lot of criticism and even investigated by the superiors. They believed that the Anyang military used their position to have an improper relationship with middle-aged women. The quarrel was quite big at that time. At that time, Zhang Jiayong was still young, so naturally he had no impression.

Later, after various clarifications, the two of them were considered innocent. That time, the Anyang soldiers were almost removed from the position of mayor.

When asked about Anyang Bing's wife and children, Anyang Bing said that he had never married in his life, which was considered to be quiet, and that he was also an orphan since he was young, and he grew up smoothly with the help of all kinds of people in society. When he grew up, he wanted to repay the society and dragged his personal affairs again and again. Until now, he had no thoughts.

"I've told you all my details. This is my personal privacy. Should you also tell me about your situation?" Anyang Bingfeng pursed

He took a sip of wine and looked at Zhang Jiayong with a smile.

"Old Mr. An, are we here to discuss personal privacy? Let me tell you, I am afraid of trouble. Actually, I didn't want to come at first, and I knew that I would definitely get into some trouble when I came, so you should talk about the serious matters before I changed my mind." Zhang Jiayong rolled his eyes, then pretended to threaten and said.

"Okay, OK, let's talk about the main business." Anyang Bing put down his wine glass, put his hands under the table and patted his knees, and straightened his waist.

"Our Wuzhen is actually a small village. After the efforts of generations, it has developed into a town. After the efforts of generations, it immediately went to the label of city. In all aspects, our Wuzhen has actually reached the scale of a primary city, especially in infrastructure, and public supporting facilities such as schools have surpassed some small cities to a certain extent. But there is only one, that is, the economy, which has always been in a state of disagreement. Some annual deficits and surpluses have great budget deviations. If the economy cannot stabilize, it will not be able to pass the final approval..." Anyang Bing said with a sigh.

"Then what do you want me to do? I am just a civilian. I'm afraid I won't have much share in such a big deal, right?" Zhang Jiayong said.

"You can't say that. Urban construction, or even national construction, cannot be separated from the efforts of everyone. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility you bear. I... look at me, I started preaching unconsciously." Anyang Bing smiled awkwardly.

"What you said makes sense, Mr. An, then tell me, what's up to me?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"The bounty that price last time you made huge economic benefits, I think we can take a new development path, that is, tourism. In fact, there are many undeveloped areas in Wuzhen. We can tinker with it and build it into comprehensive tourist areas, farmhouses and other things, and then build some high-end supporting hotels, entertainment venues, etc. in the town center." Anyang Bing said.

"You are a big investment. You don't want me to pay, right? I don't have that much money." Zhang Jiayong said. It would cost at least tens of billions of dollars to do so.

"I know, I just want you to help you manage those undeveloped rural areas so that we can successfully develop them into a comprehensive tourist area." Anyang Bing said.

"Let me manage it? How do I manage it?" Zhang Jiayong was puzzled and didn't quite understand what Anyang Bing meant.

"First of all, in those rural areas, there are many gangsters like village tyrants. I think your people should come in handy. Then, for some farmers who need to be demolished, I hope to give you the money to be responsible for the demolition. You are an upright person. I believe it would be better to hand over the responsibility to you than to contract to those unscrupulous real estate developers." Anyang Bing said.

Zhang Jiayong stuffed the meat into his mouth and was about to swallow it, but when he heard Anyang Bing's words, he almost choked, and he choked and drank several big sips of soup. Anyang Bing actually wanted to take charge of such an important matter. Demolition, this is a fat man! Anyang Bing should be assured to hand over this matter to such a little kid like him?

"I understand what you mean by village tyrants and gangsters. I want to borrow the people under my command to suppress them by using the method of black tyrants and let them submit. I can't understand this, I don't think it's a big problem. But if I'm responsible for the demolition funds, this... you are not afraid of my experience.

Not enough? Are you not afraid that I will embezzle some benefits?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"You don't have to worry about experience. I will send someone to help you. As for the benefits of embezzling? I don't think you are such a person." Anyang Bing said with a confident look on his face.

"Let me think about it." Zhang Jiayong said.

"Okay, I'll give me a reply after dinner." Anyang Bing said with a smile.

"Do you still want to have a good meal?" Zhang Jiayong put down his chopsticks speechlessly and began to think about it in his mind.

There is no big problem to teach those gangsters a lesson and prevent them from hindering the progress of the project. As for the relocation funds, Zhang Jiayong now has two choices. One is to directly ask Yang Qinghua to be responsible, which is just to use this to whitewash and truly transform into a formal group.

Another is to let Yang Qinghua and Zhang Wei be jointly responsible. Zhang Wei has now been subordinate to Zhang Jiayong. Zhang Wei and his father's company can now be used by Zhang Jiayong. Zhang Wei's company can be directly merged, which can reduce a lot of procedures and expenses, which is also a good way.

After much consideration, Zhang Jiayong decided to let Yang Qinghua and Zhang Wei be responsible together and completely hold Zhang Wei's company in his own hands. At the same time, it is time to help Zhang Wei pick up his father, that is, Zhang Gouren. Even if he can't make it, he can still strive for the maximum reduction of sentence.

"Yes, since Mr. An can trust me, then I will do this and treat it as a contribution to our Wuzhen." Zhang Jiayong said.

"Oh, I've made a decision before I finished my meal? Don't think about it anymore? It's okay to answer after the meal is finished." Anyang Bing was halfway through drinking, and when he heard Zhang Jiayong say this, he quickly put down his glass with a thief smile on his face.

"Okay, when will it start? Are the above allowed your plan?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"Communications will start next month, and the approval will be released early." Anyang Bing said.

"Next month's first day? Wouldn't that be only three days left? If I don't agree, you'll plan to delay?" Zhang Jiayong said speechlessly.

"Haha, you will definitely agree." Anyang Bing's smile made people feel cheaper the more they looked at it.

After dinner, Zhang Jiayong returned home alone. He always felt that he was at a loss and was deceived by the old fox of Anyang Bing because he didn't seem to have any substantial benefits. He said that it was equivalent to benefiting society?

The next morning, Zhang Jiayong called Zhang Wei and told him to arrange it. He wanted to see Zhang Gouren and see in detail how to operate the sentence reduction.

Zhang Wei was so excited that he almost threw his phone away and told Zhang Jiayong that he would go to see Zhang Gouren tomorrow afternoon. Zhang Wei would go to see Zhang Gouren once every Sunday afternoon, so there was no need to make a special arrangement, just need to report one more person.

Zhang Jiayong called Feng Weiguang again to consult about the issue of commutation of sentences, how to reduce sentences and how much can it be reduced. Feng Weiguang did not explain it very clearly, but just told Zhang Jiayong a rough idea, because Feng Weiguang is not a lawyer, and he only knew about the criminal law. Many lawyers even had to consult a large amount of information and then refer to the punishment before giving specific answers.

On Sunday afternoon, Zhang Wei arranged the best car in the company to pick up Zhang Jiayong. When the car stopped, Zhang Wei jumped out of the car like a hungry dog ​​and hugged Zhang Jiayong suddenly, crying and tearing, causing Zhang Jiayong to get goosebumps all over.
Chapter completed!