181: Chapter 181 The hardest thing to control is people's hearts.

Shen Feiyu was sighing with emotion when Lin Xuecen's call came in.

"General Manager Lin, what are your instructions?"

"Haha, General Manager Shen, how could I dare? Zhao Yang has a limited budget; if there isn't enough money, just put it on Cenjiang Industrial's account."

Shen Feiyu thought to herself that Lin Xuecen's company must certainly have business in Cangyun County.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be so supportive of this County Magistrate Zhao.

"Don't worry, General Manager Lin, it's not much. Product packaging, web design, and a trademark. A total of ten thousand; he should be able to afford it."

On the other end of the line, Lin Xuecen was a bit surprised:

"How did you start doing losing business, General Manager Shen? Let me tell you, Zhao Yang is my son-in-law!"

A flash of disappointment crossed Shen Feiyu's heart, but she quickly said with a smile:

"No wonder he's so outstanding. If I had known, I would have opened my mouth like a lion and fleeced him!"

Zhao Yang was completely unaware of all this. He drove to Guanlan International and took Jiang Nan to his mother, brother, and sister-in-law.

The family was happy and harmonious.

After lunch, Zhao Yang showed concern for Da Zhuang's studies and teased his little niece; before he knew it, the sun was slanting westward.

He packed up two boxes of rock fungus and two boxes of cangyun maofeng, and together with Jiang Nan, went to visit Sun Zhendong.

Han Zhiyu opened the door, and as soon as she saw Zhao Yang, she smiled:

"Little Zhao is here? Come in, come in quickly. Oh, Little Jiang is here too, your belly is so big now! How are you feeling?"

Jiang Nan smiled and called out, "Aunt Han," as she handed over the things in her hand:

"Aunt Han, these are local specialties Zhao Yang brought back from Cangyun. Please, have a taste."

Han Zhiyu took the items, "Just you coming is enough, why bring things!"

While speaking, she opened a box of rock fungus and leaned in to smell it:

"This smells really fragrant, it's from the mountains, right?"

"It grows on the cliffs deep in the mountains; it's not easy to harvest," Zhao Yang said with a smile.

Sun Zhendong walked out of the study, wearing a white undershirt, holding a document in his hand.

Seeing Zhao Yang, he nodded:

"You're here? Come to the study."

Zhao Yang said a word to Jiang Nan and followed Sun Zhendong into the study.

The study was not large; one wall was a bookcase, and on the other wall hung a piece of calligraphy:

"Serve one term, bring benefit to one region."

The characters were in regular script, upright and proper, just like Sun Zhendong himself.

"Sit." Sun Zhendong pointed to the sofa and sat down in his chair.

"Tell me, during this time you've stayed in Cangyun, what have you gained?"

Zhao Yang briefly reported his experiences:

The confrontation at the Standing Committee, the situation of his research in the townships, the introduction of the logistics center, the idea for the online shop, the difficulties encountered in applying for funds...

He didn't embellish, nor did he deliberately complain; he just recounted the events exactly as they were.

After listening, Sun Zhendong picked up his teacup, took a sip, and was silent for a moment.

"I have heard about that silicosis issue in Cangyun."

Sun Zhendong's voice was deep, "At the time, I approved one hundred thousand yuan to be sent down so they could get treatment first. Now it seems that one hundred thousand yuan was just a drop in the bucket."

Zhao Yang nodded: "The workers can't afford treatment, and the factories can't open either. Sitting on a treasure bowl like the quartz mine, yet unable to eat."

Sun Zhendong looked at Zhao Yang, his gaze carrying a sense of scrutiny, and also a hint of appreciation.

"Regarding the Guanghua Glass Factory, what are your plans for the future?"

Zhao Yang thought for a moment and said:

"The quartz mine in Cangyun has high quality; it is suitable for making liquid crystal display materials. Using it for ordinary glass is too wasteful."

"But the production technology for liquid crystal glass substrates is almost entirely monopolized by foreign countries; it's impossible to attract investment right now. Cangyun's agricultural population is the majority; I want to lead everyone to get rich first."

Han Zhiyu brewed a pot of cangyun maofeng and brought it in, placing it in front of the two.

Zhao Yang poured a cup for Sun Zhendong, "Uncle Sun, please try this cangyun maofeng."

"Good tea, good tea!"

Sun Zhendong tasted it and praised it repeatedly.

He put down his teacup and smiled, "You, a Deputy County Magistrate in charge of industry, going to work on agricultural sidelines—aren't you afraid you'll be busy for nothing and end up making wedding clothes for others?"

Zhao Yang shook his head, then said seriously:

"As long as the people of Cangyun can get rich, it doesn't matter whose credit it is; I don't care."

Hearing this, Sun Zhendong happily patted Zhao Yang on the shoulder.

"Not bad, worthy of being a soldier I trained. As a leading cadre, this is the proper view on political achievements."

After praising him, Sun Zhendong said seriously:

"Regarding your idea for an online shop, how exactly will you operate it?"

Zhao Yang took a small notebook out of his bag, opened it, and handed it to Sun Zhendong.

"I plan to use the Yunling brand trademark. After the brand is established, I'll consider deep processing and offline channels. This way, the investment is small and the results are quick, and the common people can directly benefit."

Sun Zhendong flipped through the proposal page by page, reading it very carefully.

He asked about parts he didn't understand, and Zhao Yang answered them one by one.

After reading for a full twenty minutes or so, Sun Zhendong finally closed the proposal.

"The line of thinking is correct, and the direction is not wrong either."

Sun Zhendong leaned back in his chair.

"But relying solely on an online shop won't work. Cangyun's road conditions are poor, information flow is blocked; all aspects must keep up."

Zhao Yang nodded: "That's why I'm introducing the logistics center first. Once goods are sold, the city will pay attention."

Sun Zhendong was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke:

"The province is currently brewing a policy, combining whole-village advancement with development-oriented poverty alleviation."

"The specific plan hasn't come out yet, but the general direction has been set. In the future, poverty alleviation funds will no longer be sprinkled like pepper; instead, we must concentrate our forces to accomplish major tasks."

Zhao Yang's eyes lit up.

"Your online shop combined with the logistics center fits this line of thinking perfectly."

Sun Zhendong patted Zhao Yang's shoulder again.

"After you go back, make a detailed proposal. Write clearly about the project's feasibility, budget, and expected benefits. Submit it to the Provincial Poverty Alleviation Office and strive for matching fund support."

Zhao Yang stood up and gave Sun Zhendong a respectful bow:

"Governor, thank you."

Sun Zhendong waved his hand and jokingly scolded, "Less of that. If you can't achieve results, don't say you're my soldier."

Zhao Yang stood at attention with a snap, "Just watch, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Sun Zhendong pointed to the chair beside him, signaling for Zhao Yang to sit down.

Zhao Yang knew that Sun Zhendong had something to say, so he sat down immediately, his expression as serious as a primary school student.

Sun Zhendong's expression became serious, "Regarding this matter of you opening an online shop, I think your thinking is not yet mature enough."

Zhao Yang's heart tightened. How was it not mature?

Could it be that the leader didn't approve of him doing this?

He didn't interrupt, just listened quietly for what was to come.

Sun Zhendong continued: "No matter what level you work at, the hardest thing to control is the human heart."

"Opening an online shop in your way, it doesn't matter if you make a little money at first. Once the business is booming, it will inevitably spiral out of your control."

"Have you thought about this problem?"

After finishing, Sun Zhendong looked intently, straight at Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang's heart suddenly cracked.

Sun Zhendong was absolutely right. Opening an online shop in the name of local villagers, in the final analysis, the online shop belongs to individuals.

Once the online shop becomes highly profitable, who would still be willing to listen to you pointing fingers?