In order to solve the difficulties faced, Mr. Huo went to the central government several times, and the complainant was indifferent to the officials, so he wanted policies.

From the late 1990s to the early 1990s, this development zone was the best period, but it was not satisfactory. Not to mention comparing with the Special Administrative Region, it was even inferior to the East Bay.

After Mr. Huo passed away, he almost became popular.

Zhao Shanhe understood what Mr. Huo meant, pondered for a while before saying, "Old Mr. Huo, I respect your ideas very much, but I will not consider combining my investment plan with your development zone plan."

"Why?"

"Because your plan is still a blank piece of paper, I don't know when it will be implemented, but I can't wait.

Secondly, only the policies in the SAR are the most open, and officials at all levels have carefully selected them. They can accept new ideas and new ideas, and change places. Not to mention how much officials can do, they may become a roadblock.

You want to do good things for your hometown, but I am afraid everyone just wants to take a bite from you. You must know that a little leaking into your fingers will make many people full.

So, if I want to hurry, I can only choose the Special Zone and see the benefits as quickly as possible."

Mr. Huo was silent for a while before asking again: "I always feel that you have a sense of urgency that you are out of time. Why is this?"

"The electronics industry is updated too quickly. If you don't seize the time, the longer it delays, the higher the cost of entry."

"Then do you accept the investment?"
Chapter completed!