Wu Qiangwei smiled somewhat helplessly.

She realized she had said a whole lot for nothing.

"Didn't I say, the proportion of the high-speed rail in the fiscal budget is too small, even recruitment of investment won't be useful."

"If we don't try, how can we know if we can't recruit it?"

Wu Qiangwei was stumped for a couple of seconds, feeling he was just being contrary: "Fine, let's say we recruit it, and then what?"

"Borrowed money has to be repaid."

"Repay it, I never said we wouldn't."

"You..." Wu Qiangwei laughed in frustration: "How do you repay it? With what? Do you expect Mayor Zheng to repay it?"

Song Guanchao suddenly laughed, Wu Qiangwei frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"Secretary, are you worried that we'll borrow money and won't be able to repay it?"

"That worry is completely unnecessary."

"What you should be concerned about isn't whether we can repay the money, but how to attract the money!"

Wu Qiangwei thought he had some brilliant insight, sighed and said, "Investors will only invest if they are certain Lingjiang has a stable repayment ability."

"The credibility of the government and financial support are the prerequisites for attracting investment."

Ultimately, the core issue isn't whether investors can be attracted.

But that after Mayor Zheng cut funding for the high-speed rail, it has become essentially a substandard project.

It's like someone has a billion yuan in hand, looking for investment projects.

Now there are two projects in front of him, one on Hong Kong Island, another in Myanmar.

As long as one is a normal, intelligent person, they would choose Hong Kong Island.

Because Hong Kong Island is safer, with better business environment.

And now, the Fengmen Building urban redevelopment project is like Hong Kong Island.

The high-speed rail project is like Myanmar.

Wu Qiangwei broke it down into simple terms to explain the current situation of the high-speed rail project.

She thought she had explained so clearly that Song Guanchao would definitely understand the core of the issue.

However, after he listened, he said: "Secretary, don't overthink it, let's first hold the investment recruitment meeting to attract investment. As for this money, let Mayor Zheng repay it."

"..." Wu Qiangwei suddenly couldn't hold it anymore, she had explained in enough detail that even someone completely ignorant of politics should understand what she meant.

How could such a smart person like Song Guanchao not understand these matters at this moment?

"Did you even listen to what I said?"

"I listened."

Song Guanchao reached out and said, "Secretary, give me your hand."

"What for?"

"Give it to me."

Wu Qiangwei extended her hand, and Song Guanchao grabbed it in his palm, holding it, and said, "I understand what the Secretary means."

"Banks aren't lending because the financial support for the project is too small, making the banks feel the government will delay the repayment deadline."

"You're worried that due to the lack of financial support, even if an investment recruitment meeting is held, no investment will be attracted."

"Right?"

Wu Qiangwei raised her eyebrows: "You understand?"

Song Guanchao said speechlessly, "I'm not a fool, you've explained it so clearly, how could I not understand."

"If you understand, why are you saying all this?"

"Exactly because I understand, I think the investment recruitment meeting must be held! And the publicity must be intensive!"

This time Wu Qiangwei did not rush to refute, since he understands and still says so, he must have his own ideas.

"Why?"

"Because Mayor Zheng will repay it!"

"Hmm?" Wu Qiangwei suddenly couldn't follow his train of thought.

The financial road has already been cut off by Zheng Bihui.

How could he repay it?

Song Guanchao toyed with her small hand and said, "Secretary, you're too impatient. Some superficial things have been overlooked by you."

"What?"

Her clueless look was quite adorable, reminding Song Guanchao of a girl desk-mate caught eating snacks in class and suddenly called upon by the teacher to answer questions.

Song Guanchao said: "First of all, the Finance Bureau isn't short of money, rather the money is being used for the urban redevelopment project."

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Secretary, don't be anxious."

Song Guanchao took the opportunity to entwine their fingers, feeling the warmth in her palm.

"Who is in charge of the urban redevelopment project?"

"Zheng... Secretary Lu."

"Yes, Secretary Lu." Song Guanchao continued to ask, "Secretary, have you considered why Mayor Zheng would entrust the urban redevelopment to Secretary Lu?"

"This project, if done steadily and surely, is a sure-win political achievement. Isn't he aiming for advancement? If he's aiming for advancement, why not keep the achievement in his own hands? Instead, he gives it away?"

Why...

Indeed, why?

Wu Qiangwei vaguely seemed to grasp something, but she was just a bit shy of it.

Song Guanchao said: "I previously thought he and Secretary Lu were exchanging resources. Presumably, Secretary, you thought so too?"

Wu Qiangwei nodded.

When she learned of this matter, she was puzzled and eventually assumed the two had reached some kind of cooperation in private.

But the specifics of which area the cooperation was based in had always been elusive.

With so much going on, she hadn't thought much more about it.

"Now, I more or less understand why he entrusted the urban redevelopment to Secretary Lu."

As Song Guanchao spoke, he took hold of her other hand as well.

"Why?"

"Because he wants to become Secretary!"

Wu Qiangwei's pupils slightly contracted, and the mass of confusion in her heart suddenly found an answer.

The urban redevelopment project is already under Secretary Lu's charge, but Mayor Zheng devoted all his effort to it.

Previously, he united the demolition households, raised prices on the spot, and delayed the relocation process.

Later, to block the demolition, he even had the deputy director of the National Development and Reform Commission intentionally delay approval of the project files.

Everything he did, on the surface, seemed to spite Wu Qiangwei, but the real purpose was singular.

To delay the project progress!

Until the Finance Bureau completed the next fiscal year's budget, naturally kicking out the high-speed rail project, focusing on supporting urban redevelopment.

Why would he spend so much effort on a project that isn't his? Does Zheng Bihui have a hole in his brain?

Clearly, he does not.

He was clearing obstacles for Secretary Lu, letting Secretary Lu create a political achievement to pave the way for advancement.

Wu Qiangwei felt a chill in her heart.

Never had she thought that one day, Secretary Lu and Mayor Zheng would actually come to cooperate.

Because when they expressed their desire to advance, Wu Qiangwei had already determined that their ultimate destiny would be a struggle between two tigers, where one would surely die.

Because the resources of the Lingjiang prefecture-level city were limited so that only one person could stand out.

If both of them were to fight for it, the outcome would be mutual destruction, and neither could rise.

But now, they collaborated.

The two forces twisted into one.

Gathering all of Lingjiang's resources into Secretary Lu's hands.

With this, whether Secretary Lu moves up to the province or transfers to an economically significant city, it becomes exceedingly easy.

When Secretary Lu leaves, recommending Mayor Zheng to succeed him as Secretary would also become a matter of course.

After all, a recommendation from a politically accomplished head is highly valued by the province.

As long as Mayor Zheng doesn't make an active mistake, his next step to ascend to Secretary is as good as nailed down.

In contrast, Wu Qiangwei would become a stepping stone on their path forward.

Wu Qiangwei felt a chill creeping in her heart, as the two quietly dug a big pit for her!

While deep in emotional turmoil, she suddenly realized that both her hands were clasped tightly by Song Guanchao.

Looking down, she saw her fingers somehow entangled with his, inseparable.

Her face reddened, and she angrily chided: "Have you touched enough yet?"

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