.It is a natural physiological phenomenon that when your belly changes, everyone at the wine table says so, laughing, Ma Xiaole is stubborn.

Ma Xiaole also laughed, it was nothing, just turn your attention away, at least they can't feel that something is strange about being dazed.

The banquet dispersed, and only Ma Xiaole was truly sober. Because he was thinking about his thoughts, he did not let go and drink. When he returned to his residence, Ma Xiaole was still full of his mind about the case. Now he was concerned about whether the unlucky guy would be sentenced to death. It shouldn't be. Ma Xiaole felt that it should be a manslaughter, and he would not have been penetrated by a gun.

"I am a kind person and I never thought it would harm others like this." Ma Xiaole closed his eyes when she was exhausted and lay on the bed to reflect on herself.

Without acting impulsively, Ma Xiaole sets rules for himself again.

After waking up the next day, Ma Xiaole no longer wanted to make a fool of herself. She had to forget what she should have. If she really couldn't forget, she was destined to suffer.

Ma Xiaole wanted to use heavy work to relieve himself. When he went to the unit, he looked for Ding Xinhua and said that he had to be familiar with the business and see how to arrange it. Ding Xinhua said that if he was familiar with the business, he had to go deep into the front line and experience the law enforcement of the city management. Ma Xiaole said that he, a deputy director, took people to enforce the law in broad daylight, wouldn't that be the same as the bandit team leader? Ding Xinhua said that it was a misunderstanding, and Ma Xiaole said that he knew it was a misunderstanding, but misunderstanding was also a kind of understanding. He didn't want the people to understand it so much.

"Then it's night." Ding Xinhua said, "Go to experience it at night, and no one will pay attention to you."

"No one pays attention to me during the day, it's just a psychological effect." Ma Xiaole smiled and nodded, asking Ding Xinhua to help arrange for recommendations first. Ding Xinhua said that he could just give instructions directly, just shout the captain of the Urban Management Law Enforcement Brigade and say hello. Ma Xiaole thought about it and asked Ding Xinhua to arrange it, which would make him look shrunk and not arrogant.

The law enforcement team leader was a cheerful person. After hearing about it at Ma Xiaole's office, he patted his chest and said he would go out tonight!

At night, Yuning County was quite lively. After all, it was a big county and its lights were still brilliant. There were several bustling intersections, as well as light industry shopping malls and alleys near department stores. There were many people, there were many snack stalls, and there were street stalls, with hawking sounds one after another.

"The urban management is here!"

Ma Xiaole and the others finally turned to the alley next to the department store and stopped. A woman selling boiled corn shouted, and the crowd suddenly became turbulent.

The sound of simple shelves being dragged, the sound of tricycles rushing, the sound of footsteps, the sound of panic, and the smoke from the kebab stall spread out. Several girls who bought corn were holding the steaming corn in a daze, "Why are the aunt running so fast? She doesn't want money?"

"The effect of creating a hygiene is very small." Ma Xiaole shook his head and sighed, "It seems that the power of the people cannot be ignored. A snack stall with such strong vitality should have a better growth soil."

Ma Xiaole shouted at the top of his voice, "We are fake urban management!" Then he waved his hand and took people to leave. He had to think carefully about how to guide these vendors.

"Grandma, I'm full, come out to act as an urban management officer, be careful of being beaten and blown up!" The vendor who had just escaped came back and scolded Ma Xiaole and the others.

Ma Xiaole doesn't care about these angry complaints. The vendors who set up stalls at night are helpless. It is not easy for everyone. They should be tolerant. They should not only be tolerant, but also give them some care.

After several days of thinking, Ma Xiaole selected the best and decided to adopt the method of centralized opening of streets, gathering the vendors who set up stalls at night, just like a street re-employment, and setting up a special place for vendors to settle in. If you can introduce some more formal store stores, it will be better to gradually grow, and you may be able to open a decent night market street in the end.

The idea is not too mature yet, Ma Xiaole has been thinking about it repeatedly, and always feels that his thinking is not too clear. How to choose a location for this street? How to operate it? How to manage it?

Ma Xiaole decided to take the construction of a night market street as the first fire to the Urban Management Bureau.

Creation is limitless, Ma Xiaole believes in one thing. For a week, Ma Xiaole was very attentive, but thanked him for all social engagements and devoted himself to thinking about the night market.

If Ma Xiaole doesn't look for Wu Shengli, the director of this matter does not work, so he has to look for it up. Logically speaking, Ma Xiaole should have found the deputy county magistrate in charge of urban management, but Ma Xiaole directly looked for Zhou Shengqiang because he noticed that Zhou Shengqiang's special care for him was a good opportunity. Opportunities will not wait for others, and they are fleeting, but they are also white-clothed dogs. If they can catch them in time, they are the big winners.

Sitting opposite Zhou Shengqiang's desk, Ma Xiaole was very calm and said that the mobile stalls scattered in the square, roadside, streets and alleys at night should be managed well, otherwise it will have many disadvantages, pollute the environment, hinder traffic and affect the city appearance. If they are properly concentrated and planned reasonably, they can form a certain scale of night market street. Moreover, this is also very helpful for improving the level of the county town and showing their mental outlook.

"Tell me, the specific plan." Zhou Shengqiang looked at Ma Xiaole with a kind look, "Although I say that there are imperfect and immature areas, you can also say them."

Ma Xiaole was very pleased. Zhou Shengqiang could say this in itself was a kind of support. "I want to attract investment!" Ma Xiaole said that building a night market is not simply concentrated, but planning is required. It is just a street that needs to be approved for construction. It is best to have an open land and storefronts can be built on both sides. At that time, the district, snacks, clothing, groceries, etc. can be used.

"Where is the income?" Zhou Shengqiang asked.

"Stand fee, light box advertising, outdoor advertising, and venue rental." Ma Xiaole said, "The stall fee at the beginning is only symbolic, and it will be charged normally when the popularity rises." Ma Xiaole said, but the county has to give some policies, such as the plot, which should be used free of charge, which is also considered a zf behavior. The investor is only responsible for the storefront room, starting two floors.

"How feasible do you think?" Zhou Shengqiang said, "Small and complete may not work."

"Secretary Zhou can adopt a mobile method in actual operation. Once you find that there is potential in any aspect, you will become bigger, and even a street can give way to full size and strength."

"Have you found a place?"

"The old farmers' market in the east of the city." Ma Xiaole said, "that piece of land is the most suitable."

"Well, do you have any plans for that land now? It's available?" Zhou Shengqiang said, "What about management? Do you want to be affiliated?"

"No." Ma Xiaole shook his head, "The management committee is established and he is fully responsible for all matters."

...

Ma Xiaole left Zhou Shengqiang's office with infinite hope.

The first thing Ma Xiaole called Guan Fei. The boy was with Shen Xuanna. It was probably a big deal now. It was a lot of money. It probably would be better than the stalls of Wan Shunyi at the time. It’s been a long time now, and it will have to double the management slightly. Now I’m investing two or three million to build a storefront with Guan Fei. It’s not that there is no return, so it’s still a problem!

However, Guan Fei's phone number was not connected.
Chapter completed!