City Committee meeting.
After discussions among the standing committee members of the City Committee, led by Tang Yumeng and Song Ming, a temporary group was formed with Tang Yumeng and Song Ming as main members, dedicated to handling the investment from the Zhu's Corporation.
Inside the committee, two members firmly opposed this decision, as it was a disrespect to the heroic spirits. However, once others heard that the investment exceeded ten billion, they saw it as a once-in-a-millennium opportunity for Linjiang and the whole Jiangbei City.
The next day, Lin Chuan arrived at the lounge with a cheerful rhythm. Inside the lounge, there was a loud discussion, as everyone was talking about one matter.
"Lin Chuan, you finally made it?" Luo Guoqing quickly pulled Lin Chuan over.
"What happened?" asked Lin Chuan anxiously.
"Oh no, a big issue." Luo Guoqing was anxious: "You don't know, Secretary Tang and others have already agreed to sign with Zhu's Corporation. Although they haven't formally agreed to allow them to construct the Heroic Spirit Monument at Dragon Spring Mountain, the possibility is still quite high. Look, what should we do?"
"Let's wait and see the results!" Lin Chuan said: "The leaders will give us an explanation."
In fact, Lin Chuan had already guessed that the City Committee would sign a contract with Zhu's Corporation, but the specific terms definitely wouldn't fully comply with Japanese wishes. The final outcome was still hard to predict.
At that moment, the Song brothers walked in from outside.
"Good news," Song Wen exclaimed excitedly: "It's been decided in the City Committee meeting that the investment from Zhu's Corporation has been approved. Haha, the economy of Jiangbei City will definitely skyrocket from now on."
"Yes," nodded Song Wu, saying: "With Zhu's Corporation's investment near ten billion, it will definitely stimulate our economic growth. We should be happy about this."
"Happy about what?" Luo Guoqing replied unhappily, saying: "What if the Japanese insist on building the monument? We haven't even built our own people's monument, why should we build theirs?"
"Exactly." Someone nodded, saying: "Isn't this too servile and pandering to foreign preferences? It would be one thing if it were the Americans, but it's the enemy who invaded us decades ago. Should we agree to build monuments for our enemies? That's just a joke!"
In the lounge, many drivers were retired soldiers. Soldiers are very sensitive about such things, harboring deep resentment and shame towards past invaders. Even though decades have passed in history, it's only a few decades, and now we are discussing building monuments for the enemies who killed our forefathers and defiled our women. This was unimaginable.
"What do you know?" Song Wen sneered, "Nowadays, China-Japan friendship is promoted, aiming for mutual development. For a win-win cooperation, some compromises are necessary."
"The General Secretary indeed advocates for China-Japan friendship," Lin Chuan stood out and said: "But that is merely on a diplomatic level, on a trade level. The spirit of the General Secretary teaches us to remember history, bear the shame, and turn grief and indignation into strength, not to forget history and seek glory through betrayal."
"What do you mean?!" Song Wen glared at Lin Chuan, raging: "Are you implying that Secretary Tang and Secretary Song are seeking glory through betrayal?"
"Whoever agreed, blame them!" Lin Chuan disdainfully replied.
"You really talk big." Song Wu furiously said: "It seems you don't want to continue working here, huh?"
"Working under such glory-seeking masters, I'd rather not." Lin Chuan responded disdainfully with a smirk: "But you two brothers are really interesting. What are you swaggering about all day? Following the masters in their betrayal?"
At this moment, Minister Chen walked in, his face grim.
"Lin Chuan, what nonsense are you talking about?" Minister Chen glared at Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan smiled and said no more.
The others in the lounge also shut their mouths. After all, it was just a debate. Moreover, those in the lounge had the least authority to speak. They were the lowest-level workers of the City Committee.
Song Wen and Song Wu walked in smugly, settling down leisurely.
"Sigh..." Luo Guoqing heaved a sigh and said, "Damn it, what kind of people are these."
"Never mind," Lin Chuan remarked dismissively as he took a drag from his cigarette, then added, "These aren't things we can decide. Let it be."
After all, he was just a driver, how could he possibly stop the decisions of the City Committee.
Liu Dagu, thrilled upon hearing the news, eagerly conveyed the message to Fujii Katsuyoshi. Meanwhile, Lin Chuan drove Tang Yumeng to Linjiang. Since they were going to sign the contract, it naturally meant that Tang Yumeng and the colleagues from the investment office should go together. This was a major contract, not to be underestimated, and the content of the contract must be scrutinized word by word, ensuring not to fall into any traps set by the other party.
Both parties sat down again in the conference room.
Fujii Katsuyoshi nodded in satisfaction, not showing too much surprise or excitement. Signing the contract was within his expectations, although there were some regrets, there would be opportunities to strive for more in the future. Giving Chinese people a taste of benefits, would they refuse his other demands? His plan was originally set in three steps, and the initial tough stance was merely a strategy planned for better execution of the initial basic signing.
Fujii Katsuyoshi smiled and said, "Qingzi, get the contract out. Let's sign it today."
"Yes, Mr. Fujii!" Qingzi quickly nodded.
Lin Chuan stood behind Tang Yumeng, both sides looking very formal in their uniformly black suits, except Tang Yumeng wore a white suit, which appeared stylish and capable. A few lawyers and colleagues from the Investment Office were seriously studying the contract, which came in three copies. It was a thick stack, and they spent an hour and a half to finish reading it.
"Secretary Tang, no issues," Lawyer Zhong said earnestly.
"That's good," Tang Yumeng nodded and said, "Let's sign it."
Tang Yumeng signed first, followed by the colleague from the Investment Office. Liu Dagu was incredibly excited; he was finally able to sign such an important document. The document was in three copies, and it contained text in Chinese, Japanese, and English languages. The header of the document bore the label of Zhu Corporation and appeared very formal. Liu Dagu quickly wrote his name beneath Tang Yumeng's.
The contract was now officially in effect.
"Mr. Fujii, thank you for your investment," Tang Yumeng stood up and said.
"It should be us thanking you for your compromise," Mr. Fujii smiled and said, "Money is nothing to me; what matters most is fulfilling my grandfather's last wish. I hope you will give me this opportunity in the future."
The room burst into enthusiastic applause.
"Alright, since the contract has been signed, we should also be heading back," Fujii Katsuyoshi smiled and said, "In a month, we will send the first investment team over to conduct the project survey. Then, we'll complete the design drawings, and probably start the preliminary construction in about three months. Of course, all engineers will be brought over from Japan. By then, I hope Miss Tang can help recruit workers. We will probably need a lot of manpower."
"Don't worry," Tang Yumeng nodded and said, "I definitely will."
Once this project was underway, it would undoubtedly provide thousands of employment opportunities for Linjiang and significantly increase the economic index of Jiangbei City each year. Why wouldn't they do it?
Just as Fujii Katsuyoshi was about to leave, he suddenly paused.
"Lin Chuan." Fujii Katsuyoshi spoke.
"What is it?" Lin Chuan was startled and asked, "Mr. Fujii, do you have any other instructions? I can't help with building graves and monuments."
"It's not about that." Fujii Katsuyoshi smiled and said, "I remember Mr. Lin mentioned that you were interested in Qingzi?"
"Ah?" Lin Chuan was shocked.
"So, I plan to leave Qingzi by your side," Fujii Katsuyoshi smiled.
"Mr. Fujii!" Qingzi exclaimed, "I... I want to go back to Japan with you."
Fujii Katsuyoshi immediately waved his hand, and Qingzi silenced immediately.
"No, no, no..." Lin Chuan quickly waved his hands, "I don't need that, Mr. Fujii, please don't joke. This woman is so fierce; I can't handle her. If you leave her by my side, aren't you putting my life in jeopardy?"
"Mr. Lin, the food Qingzi makes is very delicious," Fujii Katsuyoshi smiled and said, "Besides, Miss Qingzi is also quite capable, you could use an extra hand. Lastly, by leaving Miss Qingzi here, she can supervise the construction work."
"This..." Lin Chuan was stunned.
Tang Yumeng narrowed her eyes, a woman's sixth sense always having a kind of ominous premonition.
"Alright, it's decided then," Fujii Katsuyoshi declared.
"Wait a moment." Lin Chuan hurriedly shook his head and said, "That should also need my consent, right? Moreover, if you just leave her with me, I have no money to support her. I have no money now, and with my current income, I can't afford it."
"Don't be modest," Fujii Katsuyoshi smiled and said, "Your assets in Jiangbei City may not be a lot of money, but they are certainly enough to provide for Qingzi."
"Mr. Fujii..." Qingzi sobbed quietly beside them.
"Alright, don't cry," Fujii Katsuyoshi soothed her for a while and said, "Stay here, work hard. From now on, you are Lin Chuan's woman. Take good care of him."
After that, Fujii Katsuyoshi left the hotel with Ishino Saburo and others. A few Crown cars took them to the provincial city airport. Fujii Katsuyoshi and his team's private jet was parked at the provincial city airport, the daily parking fee alone amounting to tens of thousands, not to mention maintenance costs.
Qingzi stood crying alone at the doorway of the meeting room, this outwardly ferocious woman's heart was incredibly fragile.
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