. "The birth process was very smooth, and it took less than five hours, mainly because the mother was in good physical condition..." A cute female nurse with a few sparrow spots on her face introduced, but no one listened to her, and everyone's attention was focused on another tall and fat nurse.

"Did you see, it's a big fat boy?" On the edge of the delivery bed, the nurse spread the newborn's calves, revealing a pink ball of flesh inside, and then took it away with a smile. Zhou Yulan was worried and followed the nurse over, muttering: "Be careful."

Zhang Yan's face was full of silly smiles. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his tired beloved wife, and reached out to wipe her sweat: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Yeah, I'm so tired." Liu Mingjie reached out and held Zhang Yan's hand, and became a little more energetic. "The child looks very similar to you."

"Oh, that's not good, if only you look like you."

"Go, boys should be like you, handsome and mighty..." Liu Mingjie said this, her eyes closed quietly, Zhang Yan patted her lightly for a few times, and then quietly retreated when she saw his wife sleeping well. As soon as she came out, she saw Zhang Yurong standing outside the door, and her face was also very excited.

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Dad, I have completed the task. In the future, I will leave the matter of taking care of the children to you and my mother."

Zhang Yurong didn't laugh, but let out a sigh of relief and patted Zhang Yan on the shoulder: "Well, it's a young man after all. Your mother gave birth to you for more than ten hours, which is very dangerous. Okay, I've completed the task. When I get on the car, I have something to tell you."

"Dad, what are you asking me for?" When Zhang Yurong's car arrived, Zhang Yan asked nervously. Since graduating from college, his father has been talking to him easily. He rarely has such a solemn tone. Has something big happened? But logically speaking, there should be no big problem just because he just became the mayor of Yinzhou City.

"Do you know? A few days ago, the former director of the Northeast Revitalization Bureau was transferred, and it was transferred to the level. But in fact, it was reduced. The position of the director of the Northeast Revitalization Bureau is still empty. A few days ago, someone from the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department asked me if I am interested in taking over the position. I want to hear your opinions."

Ah, a tricky problem! Zhang Yan sighed in his heart. It is necessary to revitalize the Northeast, but it is too difficult. More than a year has passed, and most of the factories are covered in dust. Employees rely on the few laid-off gold to survive. In addition to the two states of gold and silver, the Northeast is covered in gray everywhere.

With such a general trend, it is really hard to reverse this decline!

"Dad, I'm afraid it's not enough to take over now. I have to wait a few more years." Zhang Yan fell into deep thought when he said this. He still remembered that after 2002, the salary of skilled workers increased significantly. Ironically, this upward trend continued until 2008, and it seemed that it would continue.

It is certainly unreasonable for a country to invest excessively in heavy industry, but once a country gives up heavy industry, it means giving up everything. The most basic chain for the country to generate wealth - manufacturing determines everything. After 2002, the rise in wages of technicians is actually the exchange of heavy industry by the market. However, by that time, how many heavy industries are there...

Zhang Yan's idea was to find an appropriate opportunity to help Northeast heavy industry get out of the predicament. As for the moment, it was to find ways to retain talents, especially those old technicians. Although modern multi-week linkage lathes can already be used, considering the price of this lathe, the most suitable for China's heavy industry is still these top workers.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan continued: "But technical workers, especially technical top students, I think they still have to stay."

"How many years will you have to wait? But now, except for a few areas, most factories have been shut down. If they have been shut down for a few years, this factory will not be a factory, but a pile of rubble. Those workers will lose their jobs due to long-term losses. Have you ever thought about this?" Zhang Yurong's words were a little excited, but Zhang Yan knew that this was his own questioning him again. He felt a little proud.

"Dad. Now it's mainly because I can't afford to pay, so there is no capital investment. It is impossible to revitalize Northeast Heavy Industry. What are the conditions of the Northeast Revitalization Bureau? But the work performance is not the same. No matter how good the conditions are, it is useless. Just say, if you borrow from any city-level bank, how much money can you borrow will definitely not exceed 300 million. Three hundred million can save a slightly larger factory. How many such factories in Northeast China have, even if they only save part of it, it will cost thousands of billions. How can you do without money? "

Zhang Yan coughed when he said this. He fell into the water a few days ago, and his body was injured by cold and his lungs. He felt uncomfortable when he said too much. After coughing for a while, he continued: "Now the central government has no money and the allocation cannot be allocated. All the money is concentrated in the opening area. If I raise money myself, I will have to wait three years later, and the four major factories can repurchase the stocks and trade them. I guess I can get nearly 100 billion yuan of funds. With large-scale borrowing, I think I can acquire at least some of the companies and then use the practice of formal enterprises to activate the Northeast economy. This is what I think."

Zhang Yurong nodded after hearing this, and after a while, he said, "Stone is well done. Since you have already made plans, then wait three years before talking about it. I have heard about Qiufeng County. It is good to go to the dike to rescue it, but it is too risky. The son of a daughter cannot sit in the hall. You have to do what you should do immediately, and don't do what you shouldn't do."

I don’t know how many times he heard these words, so Zhang Yan nodded immediately: “Dad, don’t tell mom, otherwise she will be worried again. It’s not good to say it out.”

"I'm worried that your wife will know. I'd have known what I thought." Zhang Yurong patted Zhang Yan on the shoulder: "You go back and take care of her. I still have something to do here. I'm going to have a meeting first."

When Zhang Yan returned to the delivery room, the nurse told him that Liu Mingjie had moved to the special care unit. Zhang Yan asked for the address and ran over quickly. On the bed, his wife's face was pale, her breathing was rapid, her brows were still frowning, and she had a very hard sleep. Zhang Yan stretched out her hand and gently wiped her brows. Liu Mingjie, who was sleeping, seemed to feel Zhang Yan's comfort, her brows slowly relaxed, and she fell asleep deeply.

The moonlight outside the window was washing the floor, and Zhang Yan carefully looked at her wife in the moonlight. She felt guilty. After getting married, she was too young to get together. Although her wife didn't say anything, she knew that it was just because her wife was afraid of delaying her work, so she didn't say it. She really wanted to be with her psychologically. She would transfer her wife to her side no matter what she said this time.

There was nothing to say all night. When the morning light shone in the next day, Liu Mingjie woke up and saw Zhang Yan, who was constantly drooping his head at first sight. Liu Mingjie bit his lip with a big pig's head lightly. He was still moved and felt that his body had improved a lot. As soon as he wanted to stretch, he felt a swelling in his stomach. Before he could cover his mouth, he shouted out.

"Wife, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Yan woke up immediately, looked at Liu Mingjie nervously, looked up and down, and his hand had already pressed the nurse bell.

"It's okay, it's just that there's still a little pain here." Liu Mingjie pointed to her lower abdomen.

"I'll help you rub it. Thank you for your hard work yesterday." Zhang Yan leaned against his wife and reached in with a smile to touch it.

"No, the nurse came over later. What did you think when you saw it?"

"It's all an old husband and wife, and I'm still afraid of this."

While the two were arguing, the door opened. The playful young nurse with freckles on her face walked in. She blushed when she saw Zhang Yan and his wife sticking together. However, she also knew that Zhang Yan was the mayor's son, and she didn't dare to just walk away. She could only stand at the door embarrassedly. After a while, she saw Zhang Yan still didn't speak, and one hand moved under the quilt, and she characterized Zhang Yan as a playboy in her heart: "What's wrong with the patient?"

"It's okay, my stomach hurts a little just now, but now it's much better. I wonder when I can see the little baby?" Liu Mingjie explained with a red face, but with Zhang Yan's gentle comfort, she really felt much better. She gently pushed Zhang Yan's hand away and looked at the little nurse with expectant face.

"Well, you can see it at eleven o'clock. The baby is very cute. Everyone says it is a little prince from District 7. His eyes and eyebrows are very similar to mothers, and his nose is very similar to fathers. He can take it all day after three days." The nurse's mouth was also bent into a v, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and she also seemed to like this little baby very much.

When the young nurse left, Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Yeah, you will see our son in a while. I don't know if I can eat breastfeeding?"

Zhang Yan got the answer soon after this question. Although the little baby named Zhang Shuai was not born for a long time and his eyes were not opened, he tried hard to touch his mother as soon as he put it on his mother, and then he thrust hard with his mouth.

"You said, what kind of person will our children become in the end?"

"Anyway, I'll be a good person."
Chapter completed!