MTL - My Abandoned Oil Town Became a New Frontier-Chapter 345 Report it, we have no chance anyway!

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Chapter 345: Report it, we have no chance anyway!

“It’s okay! Why do you, a busy person like you, suddenly think of calling me?”

 Zhang Hancheng smiled and said.

The man on the other end of the phone is named Xia Zhongyun, and he is the deputy dean of the School of Business Administration of Yancheng University.

The two of them met because of some work reasons before they came here to work here, so they are considered old acquaintances!

"What? What you are doing there is so prosperous that it was even featured on the Xiaguo News Network. I can't even call you to envy you?"

Soon, the voice on the other end of the phone rang.

“No! I don’t know you yet? Tell me, what’s the matter?”

 Zhang Hancheng followed.

Xia Zhongyun has many titles besides working at Yancheng University. He spends most of his time flying around, participating in various economic forums, and being a guest.

As long as it's a phone call, there's definitely something going on, it's definitely not just chatting.

 “Well, I really have something to call you.”

Now he can directly make decisions about some daily and small matters in the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone, but things like this must be reported to Xu Xing first.

 “Okay, then you can help me and ask.”

“So do you still have any positions here?”

“Okay! But can he like our Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone? Our Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone is located in a remote place in the northwest! To be honest, there is not even a government office building now.”

 Zhang Hancheng said this.

 The rich are looking for international routes, while the weaker ones are looking for domestic routes.

  Many parents have even considered changing schools.

Xia Zhongyun paused for a moment before the voice came again.

 Zhang Hancheng had a meal.

“No! It’s a cousin of mine! He works at the School of Environment, Qinghua University. This year he has also reached the stage of temporary training, but he has contacted many places. Either he is not satisfied with the place or the place is not satisfied with him.

 “First-class inspector!”

 There was nothing but emotion on the man's face.

"What's wrong?"

 At this moment, Zhang Hancheng suddenly thought of something and added another sentence.

 The starting point is directly higher than that of other schools.

  Qinghua University and Yancheng University are known as the two heroes of Xia Guo University. They have always dominated the top two rankings of Xia Guo University, especially Qinghua University. The undergraduate candidates who graduate every year are deputy chief staff members.

 “You want to take a temporary job?”

Zuo Xuezhong was processing documents while chatting with a man across the desk.

“Well, hello, I’ll call you back. I just received the news that he will be back tomorrow.”

 Zhang Hancheng said.

 “Isn’t there room for those from Qinghua University?”

Xia Zhongyun sighed and said.

 “You’re welcome, by the way, what level is your cousin?”

 “There’s no way, you know about the scholar-type job now! Didn’t you put a lot of thought into it back then?”

“Do you still have a shortage of temporary cadres in Binghu Economic Development Zone?”

 Ten o'clock in the morning, Jiuge City, Government Affairs Office,

Since Binghu Cultural Tourism introduced the situation and enrollment policy of Binghu Cultural Tourism School on its official account, other places dare not say it. Anyway, the elite level in Jiuge City is completely boiling.

Xia Zhongyun asked.

 After thinking for a moment, Zhang Hancheng said.

Xia Zhongyun asked again.

“Not to mention, I mentioned you when I was chatting with him yesterday, and he wanted me to call you on the spot! He also said that through this Xiaguo Tourism Festival, he discovered that this place is very good.”

 “Lao Zuo, Binghu Economic Development Zone is so aggressive that it even built a dual-track IB school!”

"oh!"

 Unknowingly, the "good school" in Jiuge City was sent to the barbecue pit.

"There is no way, who knows that there is real strength there! This wave will definitely bring a lot of permanent population to Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone! It is estimated that it will not take long to catch up with Asai County."

 “Trouble!”

The other end of the phone laughed dryly and said.

"Position. To be honest, we are short of people in many management positions, but we need to discuss this matter with our director first to see his opinion."

Xia Zhongyun hurriedly replied.

 Zhang Hancheng couldn't help but said.

 Until now, I haven’t found a place to work. "

 Zuo Xuezhong smiled bitterly.

Ever since he called Xu Xing that day, he knew this would be the result.

Moreover, it is not just the elites in Jiuge City who want to study in Shuanggui IB schools in Jingkai District. Rich people from Weishi, Zhang City, and even Lanshi and Xinzhou will also come to Binghu Jingkai one after another. District, it’s just that the news hasn’t spread completely yet.

"Catching up with Asai County? Asai County has a registered permanent population of more than 10,000. Although the floating population of Binghu Economic Development Zone has far exceeded that of Asai County, the current registered permanent population is only 11, and the area under its jurisdiction is also There is only one village.”

 The man slowly leaned back on the chair.

"You really underestimate the attraction of prestigious schools and the people's dedication to their children. It's just that there are few classes there! If we recruit two to three thousand students like our Jiuge City No. 1 Middle School, look at the registered permanent residents there. How many people will there be?"

 Zuo Xue Zhong Dao.

“Well, if the Binghu Economic Development Zone continues, will it absorb the population of our Jiuge City?”

 The man said again.

“This won’t happen! There is only one good school in Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone. Other than that, there are no normal schools! In the end, ordinary people make up the majority.”

 Zuo Xue immediately rejected the Tao.

 “That’s true!”

"In the final analysis, the education system in Binghu Economic Development Zone is still immature! In addition to top elite schools, a mature area also needs schools suitable for the general public. In this regard, Binghu Economic Development Zone estimates that there is still a long way to go. Way to go.”

 Zuo Xuezhong glanced at the computer screen.

He then added,

“Well, envy is envy, we still have to deal with things on our side! What do you think about the matter of being featured on a prefecture-level TV station?”

Just now, the relevant departments in the province sent a red-headed document.

 The document states that in order to enrich satellite TV content and bring better viewing experience and programs to the public, and also to better promote local areas, each province needs to launch another prefecture-level TV station.

  In other words, each province will have two satellite TV stations in the future.

 A provincial famous TV station and a prefecture-level famous TV station!

"How else can I watch it? I think becoming a star is not necessarily a good thing. Not to mention that there are many programs to be prepared after becoming a star. The quality of the programs alone is also different from the current standards! We in the wine market can't sustain it at all. .”

“Besides, our Suqing Provincial TV Station is always at the bottom. How can you, a prefecture-level city, compare to Suqing Provincial TV Station?

It probably won’t have much publicity effect after going up there. "

 The man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"You are right! Although this policy can indeed attract some TV viewers, the strong will always be strong. It is definitely a great thing for the prefecture-level cities in the developed provinces in the south, just like Gusu City in Jiangsu Province. !

The people there are probably hoping that their TV station will be on the stars. "

Zuo Xuezhong glanced at the documents on his desk again.

There is a saying among the people that Jiangsu Province has 13 cities, that is, 13 prefecture-level cities, and each one has a higher GDP than the last one.

 Once this policy comes out, there will definitely be competition among all parties.

Like Suqing Province, the relevant person in charge of the prefecture -level city will have a headache after seeing the document, and it feels like a hot potato.

“There is no way! The main reason is that our prefecture-level TV station simply does not have that level of content. Looking at the entire Suqing Province, it is estimated that only Lanshi TV Station may try it.”

 The man curled his lips.

“What now? The document has arrived on my desk, how should I respond?”

 After a moment of silence, Zuo Xuezhong said.

"What did the leader say?" The man glanced at the door subconsciously.

“The leader said that we should know the content of our TV station. If it is broadcast on the stars, it will not be called publicity but will be shamed!”

 Zuo Xuezhong smiled bitterly.

 “The leader is not willing to say so!”

 The man suddenly realized.

“Hmm! The question is how to respond now? The document says very clearly that relevant departments and unit heads of each prefecture and city must actively apply, and the final number of stars will be determined after the final report is submitted to the province.

You said we should just write that our TV station will not be on stars and will not apply for it. Is that appropriate? "

 Zuo Xuezhong said helplessly.

“Well, why don’t you delay it for a while? Let’s see how other cities do it.”

 The man said again.

“Okay, let’s wait and see! I think as long as the Lanshi TV station submits the application and we delay it later, there should be no problem.”

 Get up,

 After making a cup of tea for the two of them, Zuo Xuezhong said.

“That’s all, but I heard that Lanshi TV station doesn’t seem to be interested, so it’s hard to say! By the way, I wonder what the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone will do?”

 The man said again.

“Binghu Economic Development Zone? Director Xu complained a few days ago that the Binghu Economic Development Zone has not even set up a TV station, and the short drama task has not been completed. How could you stupidly apply for this?”

 Zuo Xuezhong waved his hand with certainty.

“Okay! Let’s wait for the news from Lanshi TV Station.”

"Um!"

at the same time,

Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone, the second floor of a temporarily rented single-family building facing the pedestrian street,

 Xing Jianhai, director of Binghu Economic Development Zone TV Station, is sitting in his office and typing on the keyboard!

 Displayed on the screen are the names of various devices.

 Just last week,

Xing Jianhai has completely clarified the relationship with Huishi and transferred the personnel relations to Binghu Economic Development Zone. The relevant appointment documents have been issued by the office to all units in Binghu Economic Development Zone.

This also means that Binghu Economic Development Zone TV Station has officially entered the formation stage.

 Dong dong dong!

 At this moment, a young man appeared at the door of the office.

 “Director!”

The young man’s name is Guo Hong, and he is one of the contract workers recruited by Fusion Media before.

Since the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone set up a TV station, the contract workers responsible for the official short video account of the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone naturally became Xing Jianhai’s subordinates.

Now, several people are running the official video account of Binghu Economic Development Zone while helping Xing Jianhai handle various matters in setting up a TV station.

 “What’s wrong, Xiao Guo!”

Xing Jianhai asked as he raised his head and glanced at the door.

“Director, this is it. A document was just sent to the office.”

Guo Hong walked into the office and said.

"How to say?"

Xing Jianhai asked.

“The document states that the number of satellite TV stations will be expanded. Each province has one more satellite TV station, and each prefecture-level city needs to actively apply.”

Guo Hong said hurriedly.

“Huh? Is there an extra star spot?”

Xing Jianhai was stunned for a moment, then took the document and started reading it.

 One minute, two minutes. It was not until five minutes later that Xing Jianhai frowned and handed the document to Guo Hong again.

"Our Binghu Economic Development Zone has not even purchased the infrastructure yet, and there is no content! To put it bluntly, it is not even a qualified local TV station, let alone a star, so this document actually has nothing to do with us. It doesn’t matter.”

 “Then Director, how should I reply to this?”

Guo Hong asked in a low voice.

 In fact, not only Xing Jianhai, but also several other colleagues shook their heads after hearing the relevant contents of the document.

“Reply? Anyway, we can’t choose TV stations in Youlan City and other cities, so you can just declare it in a symbolic way.”

 After thinking for a while, Xing Jianhai made arrangements.

"Understood! Director, I will fill in the form later and submit it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Hong nodded immediately.

 Actually, he thought so too.

"Well! This is all a trivial matter. Tomorrow you go find Mr. Xue of Binghu Culture and ask about the progress of the short play! The project funds have now been transferred to the public account of Binghu Economic Development Zone, and they will be given to Binghu after confirmation. Turn over to Lake Culture.”

 Looking up, Xing Jianhai spoke again.

"OK!"

Some people in Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone are busy, while others are forced to have "idle time".

 Binghu Village Clinic, Inpatient Department, 3rd Floor,

Liu Ming looked at the group of doctors in front of the bed and was so anxious that he almost burst into tears.

 “Xiao Shi, I’m really fine! It was just yesterday”

Just as Liu Ming was about to stand up, Shi Lenian pushed him back.

"Uncle Liu! Although the test results are fine, Uncle Tong said you need to rest for at least a month, and he also prepared some medicine! So don't think about escaping."

 Shi Lenian’s face was filled with helplessness and helplessness.

Early this morning, Liu Ming, who had recovered, approached him and said he wanted to be discharged from the hospital. After being denied, he contacted him several times, and then the scene before him happened.

“One month? Xiaoshi! It’s not like you don’t know what’s going on in Binghu Village! Binghu Cultural Tourism School will start soon, and the children of many doctors in the hospital will study here.”

 While Liu Ming spoke, he glanced at Song Qing on the other side of the hospital bed.

At this time, Song Qing's lower abdomen had swelled slightly, and she looked like she was four or five months old.

Since the two of them decided to settle in the Binghu Economic Development Zone, they have been thinking about having a child to make up for all the years they lost in Yancheng.

“Uncle Liu, you don’t have to worry about school, Xiao Xu will be back tomorrow.”

Shi Lenian said immediately.

"Huh? Xiao Xu is coming back? Is he finished with his work in Hong Kong City?"

 Liu Ming was stunned.

  “I’m almost busy now, the rest will be taken care of by the clock.”

Shi Lenian explained.

 “Oh! Then Xiao Xu comes back to him.”

Liu Ming was about to speak but stopped.

“Uncle Liu, don’t worry. I heard from Lao Zhong that after Xiao Xu comes back, he will first finish the remaining projects of Binghu Cultural Tourism School and then start presiding over the construction of Xingzhi College!”

Shi Lenian said casually.

"Huh? You said Xiao Xu wants to practice Zhixue Academy?"

 Liu Ming's eyes lit up.

"Um!"

Shi Lenian nodded.

“Er Xiaoshi, when I just talked to you, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach again. Could you please help me check again? I guess one month of training is not enough.”

 After receiving a positive reply, Liu Ming suddenly turned his face to one side and said weakly, holding his stomach.

 (End of this chapter)