Although Yang Yi had tried all his strength in this in-depth meeting, Qin Zhiyuan still could not make any guarantee to him immediately. In fact, this was an inevitable result. At least when Yang Yi came to the Demon City, he had already predicted this situation. If he had not been able to bear the current situation, then he might as well not enter the business world. Just be a reborn literary man, support his mother, marry a wife who is not top-notch but definitely not ugly, and live a leisurely life as a literary star.

Investment in any project requires tens of thousands of caution and repeated verification for investors and local governments, especially policy bias, which is not something that can be achieved overnight. If Yang Yi chooses the location of Yangyi Culture's headquarters in the future and replaces it with other cities with less developed economic levels, the process will be simpler and faster, but the magic is not short of companies that can bring economic benefits. What the rulings in this city need more is a reputation and reputation. This mentality determines their caution in treating the new thing Yangyi Culture.

At the end of the meeting, Qin Zhiyuan also mentioned it by the way. If he wanted to indirectly attack, the overly mature child in front of him needed what kind of support they would give, but after listening to the conditions, he seemed ambiguous and did not give a relatively positive answer until the end. This is not that the Demon Capital is completely unfavorable to the migration of Yangyi Culture, but it is related to the relatively weak strength of the latter. If Yangyi Culture enters the Demon Capital and cannot achieve the long-term goal planned by Yangyi Institute in the end, then the support for tax reductions is fine. The most important thing is that large-scale waste will be caused on the land.

Yang Yi proposed the conditions, in addition to giving a piece of land that is sufficient to build a district-level urban landmark building near Yangpu University Town, it also requires that three other pieces of land be allocated in Pudong Xin, Songjiang, Jiading and other areas to facilitate Yangyi Culture's future warehousing and logistics plan.

The boy made this request naturally lay the foundation for the future Yunshang Bookstore - that is, the online version of Yunzhong Bookstore, or the "Yang Yi version" of Dangdang and Amazon. This layout, as long as people who have experienced online shopping in later generations, will agree that it is an extremely correct approach. However, in people who have not experienced the explosive growth of Internet users and the unpredictable prospects of e-commerce, Yang Yi's practices are difficult to understand.

"If it were your Yangyi Culture and your plan to open a physical bookstore in the Magic City, can we work closely together to build another Magic City's "Yunzhong"? Now you need three pieces of land as soon as you open your mouth, no, four pieces of land! This really makes us embarrassed." Qin Zhiyuan shook his head. It is true that he is a practical official, and he has a thorough understanding of the Chinese official ecology, but politics and business are always two different industries. As an ordinary human rather than a reborn person, he naturally has a conservative attitude towards Yang Yi's strategy.

It is obvious that the Magic City government is unwilling to pay for the future strategy of Yangyi Culture for possible risks.

"All these can be discussed slowly. We don't want the government to make unlimited concessions and acquire land at a cost price. So, after Secretary-General Qin reports these information, we will hold another formal negotiation meeting. Do you think?" Yang Yi nodded in understanding. Although the Magic City has shown signs of rapid economic development, it is still in 1998 after all, and it is far from the exaggeration of land prices changing day by day after the new century. Even if you seek transactions at normal commercial land prices, Yang Yi Culture will never suffer any loss.

"Okay, I will take the information to the work conference as soon as possible to discuss the details then."

...

At the end of the summer stream, the scenery is still a charming scenery of Jiangnan. The traces of the town's newly repaired buildings are still there, but the towers are covered with jade, and artificial axes and chisels begin to melt in the passing of time. The moss on the black tiles look slightly yellow, and the pink and white walls are below, and the reflection of the faint green waves is hidden below. When you enter the town, you can see a three-story Xuan Pavilion, with bluestone strips below making a small courtyard. The tune of Wu Yue came, adding a tranquility.

It was afternoon... The quietest time of the day except for night, except for the chirping of cicadas, there should be only the green willows on both sides of the river alley. Even tourists mostly hid in the front yards and back yards of small teahouses, and leisurely savored the midsummer scenery of Wu and Yue.

But today it was a bit unexpected. There were obviously no tourists in the ancient town, but the noise continued to ferment under the archway at the entrance of the town, rushing straight to the sky of the entire ancient town, like a sign of unknown plots in the story, shrouded in this small paradise.

"No, what Minghui Tourism Development Company? This is where we are in the stream. You all get away, don't try to touch us here!" A man stood under the archway with an excited expression, waving the sickle in his hand from time to time, bringing a heart-wrenching light and shadow between the two groups of people.

The other wave of people confronted him were people who looked like civil servants, smiling bitterly, and behind them was a team of business people. If they changed the time and place, people in the ancient town would definitely think that this was a company welfare organized by a large company and came to Xizhi to travel in groups, but the strange atmosphere proved that the fact was not what people imagined. Behind this team of well-dressed successful people, there were dozens of workers dressed in uniform in construction, all of whom were blue in blue trousers, and all of them were wearing safety helmets. Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, these ordinary workers who should have been simple and harmless also showed a very deep violent side, staring at the villagers of the ancient town with a very dark and unkind look.

"Master, it's wrong for you to say this. Xizhi is a tourist development zone designated by the city and is mainly cared for. How could it become the private land of your locals? Without the strong support of the government, you Xizhi will become what you are now?" The leading white shirt shook his head, his face full of a good look, and kept talking to the townspeople: "Our district government brought Minghui Company in, hoping to make Xizhi's development a step further, so that Xizhi can be famous not only in the province, but also in the entire China. This is a win-win situation! Let's not talk about the others, if you don't rely on external forces, how can you be better than the other three ancient towns in Yuezhou?"

While saying that, he pointed to the archway on his head and the shadows of trees and flowers surrounding him.

The archway at the entrance of Xizhi Ancient Town is a archway that Zhai Yunfang's colleagues, based on the local genealogy and the Yuezhou Prefecture Chronicle, and after conducting multiple verifications within the scope of Susong Mansion in the old era, it was only after replicating a archway of top scholars. In conjunction with the surrounding pink walls and black tiles, flying eaves and feet, and behind the entrance pavilion, the clear waves faintly appeared, which made the old Jiangnan style come to the face. There is also a memorial inscription next to it, which detailed the origin of the archway of top scholars.

"Hmph, forget it, don't be here to be so arrogant. What kind of government support is the benefit of the child of the Yang family in the town. Without other people's Yangyi travel, relying on the government alone? Bah!" The middle-aged man didn't buy it, and he curled his lips disdainfully, and was unmoved at all.

"Master, it's a bit too narrow to say this. Although the Yangyi Culture you mentioned has indeed done a lot of things in the reconstruction of Xizhi, it is still inseparable from the government's leadership. If there is no center that plays a role in the allocation and command, how can local enterprises restore the ancient town so beautifully?" The government staff was very patient and was still smiling and constantly eased the scene.

...

On the campus of No. 3 Middle School, after another forty-five minutes that made people sleep, the students were looking forward to the end of get out of class finally came late. In the first few minutes, the originally calm campus suddenly became like a pot and suddenly became bustling. There were also classes that were dragged by the teacher. The students thought they could breathe a sigh of relief, but they had to endure that the few remaining rest time was continued to be occupied.

In an instant, the entire campus became more energetic and energetic.

In the class that is normally discontinued, some students are not afraid of the heat. When they come to the corridor to look into the activities, they just happened to see two cars that couldn't tell the difference, heading towards the teacher's dormitory at the deepest part of the campus.

Two small cars parked under a huge French sycamore. After a round of cutting down of trees that can cause allergies, French sycamore in many cities in China were replaced by other safer and healthier urban greening trees. This one in front of us could escape the disaster, mostly because of its huge size and its shadowy canopy covered, which was enough to allow seven or eight small cars to park below.

What came out of the car were five or six energetic elderly people. Some were dressed neatly and meticulously, while others were casual and open-minded, as if they were no different from any elderly person in this city who was having a leisurely walk.

After getting off the bus, the group went straight to Ji Tangdan's home. The screen door of the second floor of Wu Chinaxue Master had already opened early, obviously waiting for the guests to visit. Zhai Yunfang, a doctoral supervisor of the Department of Architecture at Yanqing University and an academician of the Academy of Engineering, heard the movement downstairs and was already standing at the door.

Seeing that his colleagues and colleagues in the field of research finally came to the door, Zhai Yunfang hurriedly welcomed everyone in and asked his wife to serve tea and water. The latter knew that his wife had something to do, so she was happy to accept it. After the guests and hosts were all settled, the hostess was straight to the point of the visiting elderly: "I invite all the teachers to come this time, and I believe everyone knows why? We just repaired and restored the stream, and someone was going to pick up peaches to destroy it later!

It was really a simple struggle for interests. Although it involved the students of our old man, it would not be trouble for everyone. What really made me angry was the city government’s follow-up plan for the ancient town!” As he said that, Zhai Yunfang couldn’t help but feel angry: “This is the report my old man got from a student. It is a tourism development company introduced by the Yuezhou government. It is a development plan designed for Xizhi Ancient Town. I won’t talk about it for too much. You can take a look first.”
Chapter completed!