Four people sat around the dining table in the living room. Apart from the simplest language communication, the entire dining process seemed dull.

After taking the lead, Zhao Yaqin stood up and looked at her seriously: "Guobin, come to the study after you finish eating. I have something to talk to you!"

"It's so late, still talk?" Chen Guobin frowned slightly, "You have work every day. Only by maintaining a good spirit can you have long-term efficiency. It's better to go to bed early and talk tomorrow."

Zhao Yaqin was very determined: "Let's go to bed after the talk!"

"That's up to you." Chen Guobin emphasized lightly: "But it's meaningless to talk about the upgrade of provincial highways. Xiangyin needs this road more than Pingjiang. You know this result."

"Let's talk about it then. You have to eat first, don't worry." After saying that, Zhao Yaqin walked straight towards the stairs.

After she went upstairs, Aunt Mei and Xiang Xiaolan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, much more relaxed.

Chen Guobin laughed inwardly, waved his hand and greeted enthusiastically, "Aunt Mei, Xiao Xiang, let's continue eating, don't worry." He then picked up the remote control placed in the corner of the stool and returned to normal volume. At this time, the TV station was still playing the 83rd version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, which happened to be a warm clip of Guo Jing and Huang Rong's first meeting, a beautiful moment if life was just like the first meeting.

A faint sadness appeared in his heart and immediately suppressed it.

After eating, Chen Guobin rushed to help clean up the dishes. Finally, when he was trying to wash the dishes in the kitchen, Aunt Mei was forced to drive out.

This is not because he can't fight, but because Aunt Mei "played around" and adopted a close-knit tactic, and he had to give up.

In fact, as Zhao Yaqin's distant relative, she came to be a nanny when she married Chen Guobin two years ago. Although Aunt Mei, who is almost forty, has long been among women, she is still full of charm. In a sense, this can even be regarded as the most charming age for women, especially for Chen Guobin's psychological age when he is nearly forty years old.

However, Aunt Mei just habitually treated Chen Guobin as the beloved child in the past, and never thought about it in that way. Naturally, she did not have the awareness of men and women not being able to get along with each other.

When Chen Guobin came to the study on the second floor, Zhao Yaqin had long been immersed in work.

This time he didn't wait much, and moved a chair and sat next to him. After being interrupted by the sound made, Zhao Yaqin tacitly turned the chair in one direction and sat face to face with Chen Guobin.

The two of them touched their eyes and felt strange, and then they stopped touching them deliberately.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Yaqin went straight to the topic: "I believe your experience is already profound in the situation of the 50-kilometer provincial highway from National Highway No. 7 to Pingjiang County. This highway greatly restricts the economic development of our county and seriously affects the poverty alleviation plan of one million people. Although the results have been confirmed, I still want to know how you considered it all? I need a reason that is convincing."

Chen Guobin did not think much and said in a humble and arrogant manner: "This time, the upgrade indicators of the 60-kilometer second-level road in our city were jointly determined by the province and the city. There are too many monks and less porridge. The Municipal Transportation Bureau is just a research institution and has put forward the suggestions of priority in the upgrade of Xiangyin according to the optimization principle. The decision is above!"

Zhao Yaqin's tone suddenly increased a little: "Xiangyin is located in the plain, and the transportation conditions are good. The demand for this road is far less than that of Pingjiang, and its population is 300,000 less than that of Pingjiang. Why is your optimization principle?"

Chen Guobin emphasized lightly: "I am just a deputy section chief of the Planning Supervision Section."

Zhao Yaqin responded to tit: "But you are directly responsible for planning, you are the front-line member of the research group and have the most say."

Looking at the resentment on her face, Chen Guobin took a deep breath: "Since you want to know so much, I will briefly explain my personal opinion.

First, Xiangyin's location advantages are much better than Pingjiang. It is close to the provincial capital Xingcheng and is the bridgehead that is most easily connected to the provincial capital in our city. Its economic foundation is also quite good. It is strengthened to strengthen, the easiest to develop and the most efficient.

Second, this time, the 55-kilometer second-level road planned in Xiangyin, connected to National Highway No. 7 in the northeast and Xingcheng in the southeast. It is a route that connects both ends, which is much better than the one end of Pingjiang.

Third, in addition to Xiangyin County, this line also includes Miluo City. The population of the two counties and cities is basically the same as that of Pingjiang. In fact, the total area of ​​these two counties and cities is much smaller than that of Pingjiang, and the population density is much larger. When planning the route, population density is a more important weight indicator. The greater the population density, the greater the efficiency of the route and can naturally benefit more people. In Pingjiang, this road cannot benefit one million people at all, and can only benefit a few towns, up to tens of thousands of people.

Fourth, the Xiangyin line is a plain type, which is lower than the cost of the Chuling line, and the construction cycle is much faster. Now that the funds are tight, you can save a little, and the faster the construction period, the better."

After speaking in one breath, Chen Guobin paused and said, "I think the above four points should be explained, right? If you want to be rich, you should first build roads, which is easy to say, but funds and time are the biggest bottlenecks. In this complex situation, you can only concentrate funds, invest in the areas with the most proliferation benefits first, and temporarily endure in other areas. Only in this way can you have more construction funds available for disposable overall when these more proliferation benefits create relatively more fiscal revenue. It is impossible to adopt egalitarianism in the development of the economy. There is no field that can adopt egalitarianism!"

After listening, Zhao Yaqin was stunned for a moment. Sushan was so calm that she found that she could not find a rebuttal point. She stared at this husband who was even more surprising in her name. It was hard to imagine that he was the cute brother who had a long sister and a short sister all day long.

However, Zhao Yaqin admitted in her heart that her parochial thought was too serious, she emphasized the difficulties of the county too much, and did not seriously consider the overall situation. What Chen Guobin said was actually far beyond the scope of transportation, and this overall view was exactly what Zhao Yaqin lacked. Although she would not admit it on the surface, she remembered it in her heart.

"What should I do if this 50 kilometers of third-level road in Pingjiang?" Zhao Yaqin's face was full of worry. "The whole road is not easy to walk on. It not only seriously affects the speed of the vehicle, but also has a lot of wear and tear on the vehicle. Seeing this road, who else would come to Pingjiang to invest?"

"Save a little bit and have strict supervision. Two million should be able to make up the road surface, which will be temporarily alleviated for two or three years." Chen Guobin said lightly without comment: "When the next batch of second-level road indicators are released, we will naturally focus on the Pingjiang road."

"Just two million?" Zhao Yaqin looked suspicious, "How do you know?"

Chen Guobin said calmly: "I have walked a lot of business and private matters on this road. I have estimated the ratio of potholes and can roughly calculate the cost. This does not require much technical content."

Zhao Yaqin emphasized seriously: "The county transportation bureau reported it and said that it would cost 4 million to make up the road surface!"

"There is no matter how much money the people are, no matter how much they are, they won't be too much." Chen Guobin said indifferently: "Building roads is not only a technical job, but also an artistic job. This is the matter of your county. I can't do anything, and the above can't allocate much money for the time being. There are large funding gaps everywhere. If you want to solve the problem as soon as possible without further ado, you must rely on the county to rely on self-reliance."

Zhao Yaqin couldn't help but clenched her fists, then let go, and solemnly asked: "Guobin, can you give a more accurate estimate? I need something more convinced."

"Yes." Chen Guobin was a little surprised by her abnormal behavior of asking questions without shame, and nodded, "My office has information on this road for further calculations. Then I will bring you the cost budget statement when I come back next week."

"Thank you!"

"Well, why are you?" Chen Guobin glanced at the corner of his mouth and reminded casually: "But the situation in the county is too complicated, so it's better not to intensify the conflict. In fact, Pingjiang's second-level road expansion plan failed to be approved this time, and the situation in the county is also an important reason. If people are not in harmony, it's hard to do anything."

"I know what you need to worry about," Zhao Yaqin frowned and was a little dissatisfied, "Just take care of your own affairs!"

Chen Guobin shook his head gently, then stood up, "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

"You go first." Zhao Yaqin looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was almost eleven o'clock. She said without a doubt: "I will go to bed in an hour!"

Chen Guobin did not do useless persuasion work. He knew that she didn't like others to point fingers. With such a boss, Chen Guobin felt helpless and quickly walked back to his bedroom. Of course, he and Zhao Yaqin have always slept in separate rooms, which has been like this since the beginning of the acting...

Holding the back of his head with both hands, Chen Guobin lay in a dress and lay on the not-so-spacious Simmons bed, without covering his quilt, staring at the ceiling with a steady look, and blinking for a long time.

After staring at me for a long time, the 20-watt white fluorescent light seemed a little bright and dazzling, but he enjoyed this feeling very much. At this time, the spring breeze outside the window was whirling the branches and leaves, as if calling for spring, a special season that makes people easily miss each other.

Since accidentally traveling to this world on New Year's Day three months ago, Chen Guobin's mood has not calmed down.

Rebirth seems to have infinitely bright prospects, but now he is completely bored with these things. His daily actions are just for the basic principles of being in his position and doing things.

At this moment, Chen Guobin could only smile bitterly. He was sure that he would not have much thought before he could really calm down his mind before he could figure out some things. In fact, for a long time difference of fifteen years, there was no essential difference between a few years or less. If he wanted to be prosperous and wealthy, he just wanted to calm down his mood as much as possible to welcome that special day a month later and see what unimaginable situation would happen.

How should I face myself in my previous life when I was reborn in a ridiculous alien, and how should I face her in my previous life? Whenever I think of this, Chen Guobin will fall into deep confusion, although he never thinks of himself as an indecisive person.

In addition, there was another question that made Chen Guobin very distressed: while requisitioning the current body, he also accepted this memory, and there was a strong trace in this memory that was difficult to erase, which was deeply engraved in Chen Guobin's heart. That day, when he woke up, when he barely understood the new situation in front of him, the first strong idea that came out of Chen Guobin's mind was divorce, but when he saw Zhao Yaqin's eyes full of worry and surprise, the undeletable trace quickly and violently filled his mind, making him feel suffocated and unable to express the word divorce.

Then came Chen Guobin's adaptation period, as well as various trivial matters in reality, and his thoughts on past and present lives, etc. Time flew by, and it was delayed, and he never said divorce.

But at the first moment of waking up, Chen Guobin decided without hesitation to be himself, rather than being the ex-boy with this body. Therefore, almost everything he did after waking up, including his thoughts, was his original reflection. After all, living a mask for a long time, such a life is too tiring, but the best mask is his original self. Chen Guobin firmly believes that people will not have real doubts about the nature of people who have died, because he never believed in this kind of thing until he experienced this rebirth personally.

At this time, Chen Guobin did not think too far about his previous life, as it would only increase his meaningless sentimentality.

He couldn't help but worry about the current situation in Pingjiang again, which was the most realistic challenge. After three months of understanding and some memories of his predecessor's soul since his rebirth, Chen Guobin had a preliminary understanding of Pingjiang's situation. If it weren't for Zhao Yaqin's deputy director of the Provincial Planning Commission a month ago, he would never have considered this issue. But now...

Chen Guobin's thoughts suddenly stopped. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the small yellow alarm on the bedside table, but it was almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

He quickly turned over and got up, Chen Guobin got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, and walked straight to the study room with a faint door opposite the door.

Inside the room, Zhao Yaqin was holding a pen with one hand and holding her chin with the other, staring at a picture of Pingjiang County on the table in contemplation, and her back seemed to be tired.

"It's time to go to bed." Chen Guobin quickly walked to her side, reached out and took off the map, his tone was unquestionable: "You must do what you said!"

Zhao Yaqin turned around and was angry: "What are you doing? I don't know that I don't like being disturbed the most when I work?"

Chen Guobin didn't say much, and took off the pen on her hand, then pulled her man up without saying anything, and dragged her out the door.

"Let me go!" Zhao Yaqin struggled hard and glared at her: "Chen Guobin, you are crazy!"

Chen Guobin then took more radical actions, picked up her struggling, and accelerated her pace toward the master bedroom next door until she gently put it on the bed. Then he said calmly and firmly: "I will not interfere in your normal work, but as long as I stay in this house for a day, I will definitely interfere in the life-threatening behavior like you are now. I don't want to see you still working at twelve o'clock in the evening in the future. Okay, good night!"

After saying that, Chen Guobin walked out the door without looking back and closed the door. Zhao Yaqin behind her had a big chest up and down. After a long time, she still stared at the direction of the unprecedented strange back that had long disappeared.

Zhao Yaqin did not get up any longer. Her mood is very fluctuating now and it is difficult for her to continue working effectively. And the man's extremely firm attitude also made her feel an indescribable intention of being disobedient.

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