Four and a half hours later, they arrived at Nanzhou City.
Compared to other cities, Nanzhou City guarded the southern gate of Xijiang Province. Across the Jinmen Bridge, they arrived at the rich neighboring province of Nanjiang. Separated by a river, the geographical features, climate, and economic development level were very different. Nanjiang Province had entered the fast lane of development with the reform and opening up in the last century, while Xijiang Province was slow to realize it and only accelerated its development in recent years. The gap in development could be imagined.
God was fair, giving you a superior geographical environment, but lacking natural resources, you had no choice but to seek other development opportunities. Xijiang Province, on the other hand, was rich in mineral resources, but it was stagnant and did not know how to develop. It watched helplessly as its brother province overtook it.
Nanzhou City's geographical location was extremely awkward. Although it was said to be from Xijiang Province, it was similar to Nanjiang Province in terms of language and living habits. It took four to five hours to reach the provincial capital, Jiangdong City, but less than an hour to reach the provincial capital of Nanjiang Province. As a result, the people of Nanzhou were unwilling to admit that they were from Xijiang and claimed to be from Nanjiang.
In addition, Nanzhou City's rapid economic development in recent years had caught up with Dongzhou City, the largest economic city in Xijiang Province. If not for certain things that could not be changed, they would have thrown themselves into the arms of Nanjiang Province. For a period of time, the news that Nanzhou City was about to be included in Nanjiang Province was circulating on the Internet, and people of Nanzhou were excited to be able to "recognize their ancestors". Even though it was later confirmed to be a rumor, the desire to return to Nanjiang Province had never weakened.
Only when driving into the city could one personally experience the speed of development of a city. Lu Yiwei had been there several times, but each time he came, the feeling was different. Especially on the side of Nanjiang, high-rise buildings rose from the ground, spacious roads, and all kinds of luxury cars running on the road, giving people the illusion that this was not Nanzhou City, but an international metropolis.
The rise of Nanzhou relied on the real estate industry and entertainment industry. Nanjiang regarded this place as its back garden, and people came to settle down, bringing a flow of people. The entertainment industry then led to hotels and entertainment venues everywhere, and there were seven or eight five-star hotels alone, almost catching up with the total number of Xijiang Province. House prices were also a mess. In the early years, they were only a little more than 1,000 yuan. Now, they had multiplied several times. Some core areas were already worth more than 10,000 yuan, which was a lot higher than the provincial capital.
High consumption inevitably led to high prices. The prices here were ridiculously high. A simple bowl of noodles only cost five yuan in River East, but it cost at least ten yuan here. All of this was the credit of a group of speculators.
A single economic development model had a huge drawback. Once the housing prices collapsed one day, the entertainment industry would be in a slump, and it would be a fatal blow to the entire city. There were also people who saw this drawback. In recent years, they had stepped up their deployment to develop the secondary and tertiary industries. The textile industry and manufacturing industry had quietly risen, attempting to wash away the original sin and reposition Nanzhou City.
For Nanzhou City to be where it is today, it had to thank one person: the current member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, Minister of Organization Zhao Changhe. He was a native of the Southern Province. In this hot land, he had worked hard to conquer all difficulties. He had cultivated for nearly twenty years, and it was he who had led the Southern Province to carve out a piece of heaven and earth. Without him, it might still be a poor and backward small city. Allowing Lu Yiwei to take up a post in Nanzhou City also had a certain purpose.
It was noon, and it was estimated that the leaders of the Municipal Party Committee had already gotten off work. Lu Yiwei first found a place to stay, and he would report to work in the afternoon.
In Xijiang Province, the secretary of the County party committee was a municipal cadre. He was nominated by the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee, submitted to the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee for voting and approval, and then reported to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee for the record. Lu Yiwei's identity was different. After attending the provincial youth cadre class, he was directly transferred from Nanyang County to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee as a reserve cadre, becoming a veritable provincial cadre. Even so, the appointment still needed to be submitted to the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. Only in this way could his identity and procedures be considered legitimate. However, the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, which issued the notice, had a dual management identity.
Under normal circumstances, only cadres above the deputy department level could reach the level of a provincial cadre. However, the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee had innovated the management system and cultivated a group of outstanding young cadres above the divisional level for future promotion. Being able to become a provincial cadre was also a supreme honor at that time.
During this period, Lu Yiwei did not contact the relevant leaders of Nanzhou City, and the appointment letter was directly issued to him. Moreover, the call to report was also from the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee. The procedures were so chaotic that he felt dizzy. In any case, he should meet three people: the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, the mayor, and the head of the organization.
After lunch and a short rest, he drove to the Municipal Party Committee's compound at 2: 30. Due to the uniqueness of the license plate and the "Provincial Party Committee Pass" sign on the front windshield, the armed police on duty did not stop him in the slightest. As soon as he stopped at the entrance, several people immediately ran to the car door and opened it with a smile. When they saw him, their smiles froze on their faces, and they were momentarily confused.
Lu Yiwei roughly understood that they regarded him as a provincial leader. He got out of the car and said with a smile, "I'm here to report."
One of the men seemed to recognize him. He pointed at him and exclaimed, "You're Lu Yiwei?"
Lu Yiwei smiled and nodded.
Then they looked at each other, not knowing what to do. In order to resolve the embarrassment, Lu Yiwei took the initiative to say, "Is Secretary Shao here?"
"Oh, he seems to be here, but he has a meeting in a while."
Hearing this, Lu Yiwei hurriedly said goodbye and went upstairs to try to meet him before the meeting.
When he went upstairs, the corridor was full of people. In the face of this situation, Lu Yiwei could not be more familiar. He did not act special, and obediently stood at the back of the line and waited.
At this time, a middle-aged man hurried by with a document in his hand, walked a few steps and then stepped back, looked at him for a long time, and said, "You are …"
Lu Yiwei took the initiative to introduce himself, and the middle-aged man suddenly realized, "So you are Yiwei, as expected of a talented man. I am Wang Kaifeng."
Lu Yiwei remembered and hurriedly reached out his hand and said, "I have heard Secretary Bai mention you a long time ago, but I have not had the opportunity to meet you. In the future, we will be in the same trench, and I hope you can guide me."
Wang Kaifeng was the current United Front Minister of the Municipal Party Committee. He came from the Urban Construction Department, and was once an old subordinate of Bai Zongfeng. Before coming, Bai Zongfeng did not forget to tell him to take good care of him. With this relationship, the two of them naturally became closer. He looked around and called him aside, and said, "Are you here to report today?"
"Yes, to meet Secretary Shao."
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