The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 530: Urban planning must wait, demolition and resettlement should be prioritized

  Chapter 530 Urban planning must wait, demolition and resettlement first

  While Bai Jianjun was shocked, he felt a sense of honor.

  Wu Yuan even said this to his face, because he didn't take him as an outsider.

  So Bai Jianjun bowed his body, stood up and said, "Boss Wu, after hearing what you said, I'd better stand."

  Of course Wu Yuan couldn't really let Bai Jianjun stand.

  Just as he stretched out his hand to hold him down, the door of the box opened.

  Huang Qifan, with a shiny forehead, came here under the leadership of the cheongsam concierge lady.

  The three of them got up immediately, shook hands with Huang Qifan, and moved them to the upper seat.

  But today, the seating in this box is a bit difficult.

  According to his status, Huang Qifan should undoubtedly take the seat.

  According to the background, Wu Yuan is a little bit awesome now.

  According to the nature of the dinner party today—the thank-you banquet, Bai Jianjun helped the most, and he was the seat of honor.

  Finally, Wu Yuan still pulled Huang Qifan to sit in the middle.

  Bai Jianjun and Liu Jianshe sat on both sides.

  Verbally, even speaking, regardless of this or that, just sit casually.

  Actually, if Bai Jianjun was forced to sit in the middle, it might have worked in the past, but now, he would be so awkward.

  When everyone was seated, Wu Yuan asked Miss Concierge to order food.

  There are no outsiders today, and eight dishes for four people are almost enough.

  The key is to have good wine, so Wu Yuan ordered two bottles of Wuliangye directly.

   Not long after, the food and wine came to the table one after another, and everyone chatted while eating, basically centering around the development of Pudong.

Huang Qifan revealed: "In addition to Hassell who took the case of Pudong urban planning and design, another design firm from Japan and the United States also took over. The above means that slow work produces careful work and brainstorming. But in fact, The deadlines set by these foreign design firms are all after one or two years.”

  Bai Jianjun didn't understand and asked, "Brother Huang, what's the deadline?"

   Huang Qifan explained: "It's what we call the deadline."

  Bai Jianjun couldn't help but said in surprise: "This foreigner is too inconvenient to work. For such a long time, can the superiors wait?"

   "Wait!" Huang Qifan said as a matter of course: "The great development of Pudong will benefit the present and benefit the future. We will have to wait for as long as it takes."

  Wu Yuan was puzzled and asked: "Brother Huang, do you still remember Professor Lu Wenqing? Why don't our domestic professors and experts join in while consulting for proposals from foreign design firms?"

   "...After all, our domestic professors and experts know our traditional culture best."

  Huang Qifan smacked and said: "From the perspective of traditional elements, it is difficult! But Professor Lu, I remember. He is still very insightful. Why, he is also interested in this planning and design?"

  Wu Yuan took advantage of the opportunity to push Lu Wenqing and said, "Not only is he interested, but as far as I know, he started thinking about it years ago."

  Wu Yuan's meaning is as obvious as the lice on a bald man's head.

  So Bai Jianjun and Liu Jianshe also talked one after another, helping out.

   After all, fat and water don’t flow into outsiders’ field.

Everyone chatted for a while, and Wu Yuan realized that although the design and planning of Pudong had been finalized for a long time, demolition mobilization in some areas had already begun, so that several plots of land had been opened up in the far suburbs. Ready to build demolition and resettlement housing.

  Hearing this, Wu Yuan became excited.

  However, Huang Qifan doesn't know much. If he wants to know more about it, he has to go back and inquire.

  Wu Yuanlian toasted Huang Qifan with two glasses of wine, good things come in pairs!

  If you have a clue, you will have a head.

   Eat and drink until after eight o'clock.

  Huang Qifan doesn't drink much, and is already a little tipsy.

   At this time, even if Bai Jianjun and Liu Jianshe are not in place, they can only end early.

  However, in order to crack down on counterfeiting, Wu Yuan didn't forget, so he toasted Bai Chu twice.

  What should be expressed is still to be expressed.

   Without mentioning a word, that's not the case.

  Satisfied with wine and food, everyone sent Huang Qifan away first, and then Bai Jianjun saw that he was the only outsider in front of the uncle and nephew, so he hurriedly took a taxi and left first.

  Finally, Liu Jianshe followed Wu Yuan to Santana and left Wugong Hotel.

   As the third uncle, Liu Jianshe was a little confused after drinking tonight.

  In fact, since the Chinese New Year, he was promoted to the deputy office and entered the Pudong New Area to work, and he has been a little confused.

   Changes come one after another.

   It seemed that the first half of the game was poorly played, and it suddenly became clear that big cards were played out one after another.

   It was a surprise.

"When I saw your mother-in-law before, as an older brother, I still felt guilty. I felt sorry for her for not taking her out of the dire straits. Who would have thought that in the end, I, an old uncle, would get in touch with you?" Your light."

   "Third Uncle, what are you talking about?"

   "From the bottom of my heart," Liu Jianshe sighed, "I believe you can see the changes in Lao Bai. But in fact, from my point of view, I feel the most direct and real."

  Wu Yuan nodded.

  Lao Bai has changed a bit, which is actually reasonable.

   Don’t talk about being inside the system, even if it’s outside the system, doesn’t that also pay attention to a level and level?

  Even Mr. Huang felt that Mr. Ding and Mr. Li were not qualified to play the same small rosewood bracelets with him.

   Along the way, after listening to Liu Jianshe making a lot of similar complaints, Wu Yuan just listened dully.

   I am afraid that the third uncle, apart from himself, no one would dare to pour out so unreservedly.

  Even the third aunt, Jiang Lan, has scruples.

   People are middle-aged.

  Wu Yuan, who has been a man for two generations, can understand this.

  Silver Santana sent Liu Jianshe to Yu Garden and handed it over to Jiang Lan. Wu Yuan declined the third aunt's invitation, got in the car and left.

  When I returned to the home of the teaching staff community, I found Lu Huan sitting at the door of his house with a book, waiting for someone.

  Seeing Wu Yuan appearing, Lu Huan stood up and said sweetly, "Uncle Wu, are you back?"

   Wu Yuan finally understood, "Yo, Huanhuan, are you waiting for me?"

   Lu Huan said happily: "Of course, my dad has already returned."

   "But no matter how delicious crayfish are, you can't eat them every day. Don't worry, when uncle cooks them next time, he will definitely keep them for you."

  Lv Wenqing and Fu Qiu also showed their heads when they heard the words.

  Lu Wenqing took the opportunity to say to his wife: "See, brother Wu sometimes comes back later than me."

  Fu Qiubai glanced at him, and asked Wu Yuan with concern: "Boss Wu, how are you doing, do you want a glass of honey water?"

  Wu Yuan waved his hand: "It's okay, sister-in-law, brother Lu, you are busy with your work."

  Lu Wenqing also looked regretful: "Look at you, I can't let you drink with me for a second time."

   Without waiting for Wu Yuan to respond, Fu Qiu glared at him and said, "Take a rest."

   After speaking, he closed the door.

  Wu Yuan returned to his home, first poured a glass of water, and drank it down.

   Immediately leaning on the sofa, all kinds of blueprints of the demolition and resettlement community were flashing in his mind.

  Small high-rise, middle-high and large high-rise.

  Medium Density, High Density.

   Everything.

  Ever since Huang Qifan mentioned the construction of demolition and resettlement communities, he couldn't control the blueprints in his mind.

  (end of this chapter)

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