mijobooks Chapter 757: Man is made of iron, food is made of steel
Chapter 757: Man is made of iron, food is made of steel
While Huang Erhe was touring Suzhou with his parents-in-law and the rest of the family, Chen Zhe completed the first draft of the "Research and Development Report on the Urban Agglomeration Economy in the Lower Yangtze River Region" and made a phone call to Huang Xiaochuan.
After receiving the call, Huang Xiaochuan immediately went to the Guangda Real Estate Building in Pudong, because the Shanghai branch of the Xiangjiang Economic Research Institute was located on the nineteenth floor of the Pudong Public Library.
"Tell your parents later that they don't need to wait for me for dinner." Before leaving, Huang Xiaochuan made sure to say goodbye to Yu Xiang.
Yu Xiang assumed the man was going to a drinking party and advised him, "Drink less!"
Huang Xiaochuan smiled and waved his hand gently: "I'm not going to eat. Chen Zhe's research report has a first draft, and he wants me to take a look."
"Oh, okay! Then don't forget to eat dinner!" Yu Xiang reminded her again.
"Got it!" Huang Xiaochuan said, handing his briefcase to Gao Song, who had come to pick him up.
When Huang Xiaochuan rushed to Chen Zhe's office, Chen Zhe, who had been waiting for him, immediately pushed a thick draft and a corresponding PPT presentation file in front of Huang Xiaochuan.
Huang Xiaochuan didn't rush to look at the manuscript. Instead, he asked Gao Song to make two cups of tea. After the hot tea was served, he sat down in Chen Zhe's seat and began to read the "Research and Development Report on the Urban Agglomeration Economy in the Lower Yangtze River Region," which embodied Chen Zhe's months of hard work.
Huang Xiaochuan read the text carefully, word by word, and would even pause to think deeply when he came across some relevant data.
Chen Zhe sat to the side, patiently waiting. He was really looking forward to his friend's advice, since among the 222 students, Huang Xiaochuan was the most outstanding in terms of academic level and practical experience.
I don't know how much time passed, but it got dark outside the window, and all the lights inside and outside the building were turned on.
Huang Xiaochuan finally finished reading the last page, picked up his now-cold teacup, and took a sip of tea.
Then, with a solemn expression, he said, "Amazing!"
Huang Xiaochuan stood up and continued, "The value of your research report far exceeds my expectations. You not only theorized the concept, but also pointed out a highly feasible implementation path, and there is also detailed regional data to support it."
Your cost-benefit analysis of infrastructure interconnection between cities and your innovative investment and financing models are very bold ideas, but I think they are highly feasible.
Furthermore, you proposed a tiered design for industrial synergy, which is ingenious. It can avoid homogeneous competition, reduce unnecessary consumption (that is, several cities should not rush to launch the same projects, causing unnecessary internal friction), and also achieve complementary advantages between cities.
Your research report is no longer just a simple research report; I believe it is a policy recommendation document with extremely high reference value!
Chen Zhe smiled with satisfaction upon hearing his friend's high praise for his research report.
He said, "It's because the research was quite thorough. I traveled all over the Yangtze River Delta region, met with local government officials and businesses, talked a lot, and saw a lot. I discovered many practical problems and heard a lot of insightful opinions. After returning, I organized them and incorporated them into this report."
Huang Xiaochuan patted his friend on the shoulder with a smile: "Practice makes perfect, that's absolutely true. Your hard work hasn't been in vain, look how thin you've become. The framework, content, and conclusions of your first draft are all excellent, although there are indeed some parts that need polishing."
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhe immediately grabbed a pen and paper from the table to take notes.
"Xiao Chuan, tell me! I'll write it down right now!"
Huang Xiaochuan laughed and said, "It's just a few details. For all you die-hard fans of 'Four Seasons Leeks,' the latest chapter of '1990, I'm Back' has been released! For example, in the section discussing policy coordination, you could add some international benchmarks, such as the lessons learned from the New York metropolitan area's policy integration process. This would make your arguments more compelling. Also, regarding data, I think you could update the macroeconomic data to the entire year of 2005. You can have the research institute's data department fully cooperate with you; they have the right to use expired data!"
While offering his opinions, Huang Xiaochuan didn't forget to crack a joke with Chen Zhe.
He then continued, "Finally, in terms of language, some parts could be more concise or incisive. Don't be afraid to expose the problems. This report is originally intended for the higher-ups, so the viewpoints must be clear, incisive, and not ambiguous."
Chen Zhe buried his head in writing down everything Huang Xiaochuan said, nodding repeatedly as he did so.
After Chen Zhe finished taking notes, Huang Xiaochuan asked him, "How much longer will it take you to finish making the revisions?"
Chen Zhe mentally estimated the timeframe and gave a timeframe: "I think two weeks should be enough!"
Chen Zhe nodded and said gratefully, "Xiao Chuan, thank you!"
Huang Xiaochuan waved his hand and laughed, "Why are you being so polite with me! We've been bunkmates since we were classmates, for so many years now. How many decades or twenty years does one have in a lifetime?"
Huang Xiaochuan paused for a moment, then continued, "To see your theory bear fruit and promote the development of the national and regional economies is itself a beneficial thing for the country, so you don't need to thank me."
Then, Huang Xiaochuan glanced at his watch.
"Oh dear! It's so late! Come on, come on, let me treat you to dinner!"
Chen Zhe politely declined, saying, "Never mind, you go ahead! I'll have someone make me a big bowl of noodles later. I need to hurry up and revise this report."
Huang Xiaochuan stopped Chen Zhe from doing so, grabbing his wrist: "It's not a big deal to save a little time for eating. People need food to survive. Look how thin you've become. The instructor said that health is the foundation of everything. We can't do something that loses money."
As they were talking, Huang Xiaochuan tried to coax and pull Chen Zhe out. Chen Zhe couldn't resist Huang Xiaochuan, so he had no choice but to go with him.
The two didn't go far before Huang Xiaochuan asked Gao Song to find a Chaozhou porridge shop nearby and get some seafood porridge for Chen Zhe to nourish him.
Looking at Chen Zhe, who was as thin as a stick, Huang Xiaochuan decided to arrange a personal assistant for him, since this guy didn't know how to take care of himself at all.
When the two arrived at the porridge shop, it was not yet the evening rush hour, so there were not many customers inside.
After the two sat down, a waiter from the congee shop lazily walked over, placed a menu in front of them, and asked, "What would you like to eat?"
Huang Xiaochuan glanced at Chen Zhe and didn't let him order, because he knew that this guy wasn't picky about food.
Huang Xiaochuan flipped through the menu, looked at it, and asked, "Is the seafood fresh today?"
The waiter replied, "I guarantee it'll be fresh. Honesty is our top priority in business, otherwise we wouldn't have so many customers. Boss, don't you agree?"
Huang Xiaochuan smiled but didn't say anything, continuing to flip through the menu. Then he said, "One seafood congee, one shrimp congee, one braised platter, stir-fried pork liver, stir-fried beef with kale, and a preserved radish omelet."
At this moment, Chen Zhe quickly stopped him, saying, "Alright, alright, we've already ordered quite a lot. There are only two of us, we can't finish it all."
Seeing Chen Zhe's reaction, Huang Xiaochuan closed the menu and handed it back to the waiter: "That's enough! That's all!"