Chapter 1932:

Chapter 1932: Chapter 1932:

Song Guanchao saw from afar that the area outside the industrial park’s main gate was packed with people.

He parked his car, pushed the door open, and the noisy sounds invaded his ears.

There were roughly seventy to eighty property owners, surrounded by a mere five or six police officers.

From their tense faces, it was clear that they were exerting great effort to restrain the impulse to act.

The atmosphere on-site was taut like a bowstring; any external force could potentially disrupt this fragile equilibrium.

Vice District Chief Wang was on tiptoe outside the crowd, loudly persuading them, but in the eyes of the angry property owners, he was nothing but air.

The Vice District Chief’s identity could not exert its intended effect at this moment.

Song Guanchao quickly walked towards the crowd, when suddenly, his attention was caught by something in his line of sight.

He stopped, and following his gaze, he saw a sedan parked to the right of the gate.

Standing beside the car was a man, Jiang Heng.

"What a coincidence, Director Song, are you here too?" Jiang Heng greeted, with a frivolous tone and a punchable smile, making Song Guanchao want to throw a punch.

Song Guanchao walked over and stopped half a meter away.

He didn’t erupt in anger, nor did he display any outward emotion on his face.

"It seems I’ve been too accommodating, causing Young Master Wei to misunderstand me."

Glancing at the crowd outside, he looked back at Jiang Heng: "This is the last time, let Young Master Wei know not to flaunt himself in front of me again."

Song Guanchao didn’t utter many threatening words; he’s not one to express anger through words.

Typically, he wouldn’t let things become too tense, but Wei Zejun’s repeated provocations crossed his line.

Since that’s the case, there’s no need to maintain superficial harmony.

This was his final warning.

If Wei Zejun timely holds back, Song Guanchao might spare him this once, considering his father’s wealth.

Further infractions, and Song Guanchao would personally deal with him.

Watching Song Guanchao’s back, Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows, joy coursing through his heart.

He knew Chairman Wang must have informed Song Guanchao about his intentional phone act.

Song Guanchao successfully diverted, putting the banner-waving and door-blocking incident on Wei Zejun.

A positive outcome!

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"Everyone!"

Song Guanchao reached the crowd outside, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

The nearer ones halted their actions, glanced back, and were about to resume when Song Guanchao continued to shout, "Everyone, stop for a moment!"

Another batch of property owners paused.

Song Guanchao continued shouting for over ten times, finally calming the scene temporarily.

Vice District Chief Wang thought, indeed, it takes young people; if it were his old bones yelling, he’d have been gasping for air squatting by now.

"I’m the director of the City Government Office, Song Guanchao. I’ve heard your demands from Mr. Wang. The promises made by the City Committee and Municipal Government and the developers have indeed not been fulfilled. Although the Mayor, Secretary, and other main leaders who made those promises are no longer in Jiangzhou, they represented the City Committee and Municipal Government, and the City Government will definitely provide you with a satisfactory explanation."

"I believe everyone wants to solve problems, not create them. If you trust me, let’s sit down and talk peacefully."

The crowd exchanged glances until someone stepped forward and spoke, "When does Director Song plan on talking to us?"

"Now!" Song Guanchao said, "No need to go to the district government, we’ll talk here in the industrial park."

"Alright!"

Seeing Song Guanchao’s genuine attitude and lack of empty words, they decided not to continue causing trouble.

Just like Song Guanchao said, their aim was to resolve issues, not escalate them.

Song Guanchao turned his head, "Mr. Wang, clear out an office."

Vice District Chief Wang quickly nodded and led the district government and street office staff towards the industrial park.

Jiang Heng was quite surprised that Song Guanchao managed to pacify the crowd with a few words.

This guy, so young and already in this position, truly his abilities are extraordinary.

Elsewhere, Vice District Chief Wang soon found a factory building.

About ten minutes later, with staff included, over a hundred people walked into a spacious factory.

Temporary plastic stools were placed in the factory.

Song Guanchao stood in front of everyone and said, "The main work focus of the City Government this year is to support the development of the Wensong District Industrial Park."

Someone immediately asked, "You say it’s the development focus, then bring out the documents!"

"Back when selling homes, you said the same thing; so many years have passed, and the industrial park is still half-dead."

Seeing the property owners’ emotions about to surge, Song Guanchao quickly interrupted, "Leave your contact information and I’ll create a group; the related documents will be shared there."

"You can also record this session, everything I say today can be recorded. If I am dishonest, feel free to report to the Disciplinary Committee with the video."

Seeing his full confidence, many property owners’ doubts diminished, some even truly anticipated the plans, and many more actually started recording with their phones.

Song Guanchao continued, "As of today, there are already over a hundred small and medium-sized enterprises that have signed investment contracts with the City Government and are gradually settling in the industrial park."

"I can’t share these contracts in the group; if you’d like to see them, you can come to the City Government and find me, I’ll personally show them to you."

"City Government’s efforts to attract investments don’t stop here. In the coming years, Wensong District Industrial Park will remain a key city project."

"What I say might be met with skepticism by some, which I understand. The industrial park has indeed languished for years, but I still hope everyone can believe in the government."

"Additionally, I promise each month the City Government will publish the industrial park and nearby project progress regularly in the group."

"The previously promised education and healthcare support will also be advanced and reported promptly."

Song Guanchao’s clear thinking, devoid of superficial talk, addressed the issues most important to everyone.

This alone garnered goodwill from the crowd.

Most importantly, while he promised much, he assured them with concrete actions.

For instance, he proposed monthly progress updates and a chance to view the industrial park’s investment contracts at the City Government.

These were genuine assurances, not falsifiable.

Their pent-up frustrations of years were instantly dissipated here.

Moreover, his approach of not dodging responsibility made him the first such leader they’ve encountered in years.

Comparable to a rare wild panda.

"This is my personal phone number; please take note so you can contact me anytime with any questions."

Song Guanchao concluded by sharing his phone number and asked, "Does anyone have any more questions they wish to ask now?"

Mutual glances were exchanged but no question came forth.

"Director Song, will property prices in this area ever rise again?" someone suddenly asked.

Song Guanchao replied, "As an official, I should utter reassuring words for stability. But you all know my candid nature; I dislike circling around, playing word games, or speaking correct but meaningless truths."

"Hence, regarding your question, my response is: prices might rise, but reaching past figures, in my judgment, is likely unattainable!"

"Commercial housing must adhere to market economics; not dictated by governmental subjective levels. The skyrocketing prices of past years have exhausted decades of real estate potential. Deep down, everyone knows this, albeit unwilling to accept."

"Of course, as nearby infrastructure upgrades and industrial park development takes place, property prices will certainly rise above current values. How much, I dare not predict, but certainly above now."

Many felt disappointment, even if they understood that real estate prices won’t revert to past levels, disappointment persisted.

"If there are no more questions, then we shall end here today."

"Honestly, today I was actually accompanying a foreign company’s executive team to inspect our industrial park. They should establish themselves within two months if all goes well."

Song Guanchao spoke with a smile.

Everyone pondered; indeed, he emerged from inside the industrial park.

With every answered inquiry and desired response obtained, they didn’t wish to further occupy his time.

"Mr. Wang, set up the group and add them in. I’ll head off now."

After a brief arrangement, Song Guanchao swiftly departed.