My Wife is a Counsel Chapter 98: Three, six, nine, etc.
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Looking at a piece of data in the file on the table, Lu Ming shook his head. It was the population statistics of the Montenegro Special Economic Zone. In the past, they were all estimates. Now with real data, the total population of the entire Special Economic Zone has reached more than six million, which is higher than expected. Twice as high.
In particular, the population data of Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road have increased significantly.
This is also because in rural areas of Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road, land is divided according to capita, and in urban areas, most of the exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes assessed on a per capita basis have also been cancelled.
Therefore, many heads that were concealed in the past are now included in the statistics.
In addition, in the past six months, the number of new immigrants and migrant workers in Montenegro has also surged.
Heishan has three cities, and Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road also have three cities each.
According to current data estimates, the average population in Longbei is about two million, and the population in Longbei is about 30 million. However, the area is much larger than the previous province. Each of the four northern provinces has a population of about 30 million. It has a vast territory like the Western Autonomous Region.
Lu Ming thought for a while and then picked up another document on the table.
In a few days, the Public Affairs Bureau will auction the operating rights of several bus lines from Central District to Anshan District.
Of the four major provinces, Anshan Province has the largest area, but it is mountainous, with many loess slopes and barren land.
Among the four major governors, An Laoheng, the governor of Anshan Province, is also the weirdest. He owes the other three governors a lot of money.
Anshan's army is more like a mercenary, and so is An Laoheng. Whoever gives more money will support him.
Although the Anshan Army has a large number of people, most of its weapons and equipment are antiques, and there are even cold weapons and equipment, the famous Beggar Army.
However, Anshan is a barren and remote place, and being a soldier is one of the best ways out. The men in Anshan are also very brave in fighting, the kind that will bite you hard even if you can't kill them.
Therefore, although the governors of the other three provinces looked down on An Laoheng, they still wanted to maintain him on the surface, lest he completely fall to their enemies.
But the Westerners were straightforward, and in Shengjing they clearly regarded the Anshan people as fourth-class people.
Like the integration of various districts in Shengjing, the status of the central district in the central district is more stable. The city's bus routes basically start or end with the central district, and the radiation generally radiates to each district, while the bus lines from the central district to other areas are It is jointly managed by Westerners and representatives of the district through consultation.
Only for a few lines to Anshan District, Westerners directly acquiesced in their management rights and put the operating rights up for auction.
Because there were basically no engineering and technical personnel in Anshan District a hundred years ago, whether it is its current buildings, asphalt roads, tram tracks, etc., they were all built by Westerners, and the management of its bus lines was also Naturally, it fell into the hands of Westerners.
An Laoxi, the representative director of Anshan of the Public Board of Directors, is a distant cousin of the governor An Laoheng. He is an old man in his seventies and almost eighties, but he is extremely greedy. He only knows how to make money and also likes beautiful women. In his eyes, the Anshan people are all slaves, and he and the Westerners are one slave owner.
Officials at all levels below him naturally follow the same mentality.
The people at the bottom of Anshan who came here to work hard have gradually formed associations over the past few decades. There are various trade unions and fraternities. However, if such organizations want to exist, they must first provide good care for those small officials and officials, otherwise they will be illegal. organize.
As for the rights and interests of Anshan people, An Laoxi and other Anshan officials have no such concept in their hearts.
The recent conflict between Western construction workers and the Longbei patrol was actually a deliberate attempt by the Longbei patrol to cause trouble, and dozens of construction workers were injured.
These construction workers worked on a construction site in Longbei. After work, they walked home together because they could not afford to take the bus.
It takes nearly two hours to get from the construction site to the shantytown back to Anshan.
Moreover, special lines are drawn on the streets of each neighborhood, and migrant workers must line up and walk within the lines to avoid disturbing shops, residents, etc.
Wherever a small road can be used to circumvent the situation, a large number of workers will never be allowed to use the main road.
When the policemen in Longbei saw these misfortunes, they started teasing others, searching their bodies, slapping them, and so on.
They even made excuses that some of them did not take the migrant labor channel specially marked for them, and wanted to arrest them and extort money.
One construction worker couldn't resist resisting, and the patrolmen swarmed in and beat him.
The construction workers even ran back to Anshan District, and the patrolmen chased them for several blocks in a hurry. As a result, a conflict almost broke out with the Anshan patrolmen, but the Westerners mediated and gave up.
Even so, because there were also injured patrolmen, Li Tan felt that Da was dishonored and felt that Longbei was the victim.
Looking at these materials, Lu Ming thought of his classmate Anshan.
There are very few Anshan people who go to school in Shengjing, and some of them come from wealthy families.
But in my class there was an Anshan native from a poor family, named Gao Xiaoli. He had an older brother who was a construction worker, and he gritted his teeth and kept supporting him in school.
Sun Jingjun and Gao Xiaoli get along very well. They are almost the same type of people. They are honest and simple, and their family background is not good, so they have common topics. On the contrary, Sun Jingjun feels that he is incompatible with his fellow villagers and they have gone too far.
Looking at the wall clock, Lu Ming had no choice but to attend a lecture today.
It was time for Sun Jingjun, a familiar person, to let him and Gao Xiaoli chat with him again.
In Sun Jingjun's eyes, he is already his good friend, and Gao Xiaoli is also his good friend, forming an iron triangle in his eyes.
However, I actually quite like his character.
Although sometimes, I still feel embarrassed.
Lu Ming smiled and stood up.
……
In the corner of the back row of the classroom, Lu Ming flipped through the book. Today we were talking about the theoretical basis of the endogenous value of assets. The professor had just left. Lu Ming digested it and was ready to leave.
But beside him, Sun Jingjun had already started talking to a swarthy boy in plain clothes and trousers covered with patches.
"A Ming, it's Xiaoli's birthday today. Let's go to his house to celebrate it. His brother came over to tell me this morning, saying that if he could invite more classmates, the more lively it would be, the better," Sun Jingjun smiled. explain.
Gao Xiaoli said in surprise: "My brother is here?"
"Well, I said I was stopping by here before going to work. But your brother is right. If he hadn't come, you wouldn't have told A Ming and I that it's your birthday today, right?" Sun Jingjun snorted, "Why are you so polite to us?"
Gao Xiaoli lowered his head, "But, my brother is still injured, I don't want to trouble him too much."
"Your brother is injured? I lied to you, you can't tell!" Sun Jingjun looked surprised.
Gao Xiaoli gritted his teeth and raised his head: "How could he lie to me? He was injured by the patrol a few days ago! He can bear it, but he was still coughing up blood the day before yesterday..."
Lu Ming was startled when he heard this and raised his head.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoli..." Sun Jingjun patted his head, "Look at my mouth!" and said, "But you must celebrate your birthday today, you know? What your brother wants to see most is your high He is happy, he would be happy if he could have friends in college...I understand..." His voice gradually became tinged with sadness.
Gao Xiaoli was silent, "Okay, I know...then..." and looked at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming closed the textbook and said with a smile: "I will definitely go to your birthday, happy birthday!"
"That's interesting!" Sun Jingjun patted Lu Ming on the shoulder hard, and was even happier than Lu Ming was celebrating his birthday.
……
Lu Ming and the other three walked out of the school gate laughing.
"Let's take the bus today, I'll do it!" Sun Jingjun rushed to say.
A bus happened to stop, heading towards Anshan District, and the three of them got on the bus.
In the narrow alley next to it, a black car slowly drove out, following the bus at a distance.
Lu Ming has become accustomed to it, and he doesn't care. There must be Grandma Tuolong inside. She is getting older and stronger, and her skills are getting closer to the transformation realm. She has also learned a special secret method of invisibility with Liu Lixin, so that she can hide If she is in danger near her, she can rush there as soon as possible.