28: Chapter 28 Ten Model Projects

Qin Chuan slept very comfortably during this rest.

It was far better than anything he could experience in Dahe Township.

The environment here was quiet, the air was fresh, and the bedroom was much better than his dormitory in Dahe Township.

Around seven in the morning, Qin Chuan woke up; he couldn't help it, as his biological clock had already been set.

After waking up, the first thing he did was check the messages refreshed by the system.

There were two in total.

1. Yesterday afternoon, the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League decided to build ten model projects for Project Hope across the province, planning to construct ten high-standard primary and secondary schools.

2. Secretary Zhang Yuntao of the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League will report his work to Provincial Party Secretary Qin Zhendong in the Provincial Party Secretary's office at 3:00 PM today.

After reading these two messages, Qin Chuan's heart stirred slightly, especially by the first one.

Since ten model projects were to be built, could Dahe Township secure one? If Dahe Township Central School could become a model project for Project Hope, then all problems would be solved.

A model project would certainly involve high standards and significant investment. Once it became one of the model projects, the entire Dahe Township Central School would be completely rebuilt. Old teaching and dormitory buildings would be demolished, and with massive investment, the entire Central School would be brand new. It would likely have the best facilities in all of Sanjiang County and become a beautiful landmark.

As expected of the system, this information was very helpful.

It was a huge pleasant surprise!

Since he knew the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League was leading the construction of ten model projects for Project Hope, he had to fight for this opportunity.

It was still early, so he would go for a run first and then have breakfast.

After washing up, Qin Chuan went downstairs and saw that his parents were already up, so he quickly greeted them.

"Dad, Mom, you're up so early."

Seeing Qin Chuan's sportswear, Provincial Party Secretary Qin Zhendong couldn't help but say, "Son, you like morning runs too?"

"I've only recently taken it up. I run about three to five kilometers every morning."

"Morning runs are good. I occasionally go for a jog too, but I can't compare to you young people; a one-kilometer jog is about enough for me."

After all, he was in his fifties; being able to jog a kilometer already put him ahead of ninety percent of his peers.

Luo Rong said, "Son, it's rare for you to be back for a couple of days. Go for a run with your father while I prepare breakfast at home."

The father and son headed out.

Provincial Party Secretary Qin Zhendong changed into sneakers and sportswear. The two jogged along the beautiful asphalt roads within the Provincial Party Committee Villa District.

Jogging in such an environment was pure enjoyment; with top-tier greenery, even the air seemed to taste sweet.

The father and son jogged along, chatting as they went. Following dozens of meters behind them were a few people, including the First Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee and two security personnel for the Provincial Party Secretary.

The security for a Provincial Party Secretary was extraordinary; even within the Provincial Party Committee Villa District, someone would follow from a distance.

He usually only jogged about a kilometer, but because his son was with him today, Provincial Party Secretary Qin Zhendong broke his routine and ran two kilometers.

"I can't do it anymore. I'm old and can't run any further."

Provincial Party Secretary Qin Zhendong was covered in sweat and panting heavily.

Qin Chuan said, "Dad, let's head back then."

After returning home, Provincial Party Secretary Qin Zhendong took a hot shower, and then the family sat down for breakfast.

While they were jogging and chatting earlier, Provincial Party Secretary Qin Zhendong had learned that his son primarily wanted to visit Secretary Zhang Yuntao of the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League today, but he didn't intend to intervene.

"Son, I wish you success. I hope you secure the funding you need."

"Thanks, Dad," Qin Chuan said. "I'll give it my all."

With these two pieces of information from the system, Qin Chuan felt much more confident. He would visit Secretary Zhang Yuntao first, and if he hit a wall, he had a backup plan.

Taking one step while looking two steps ahead was a habit Qin Chuan had developed over many years.

Before even heading to the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League, he had already planned his next move. If things went smoothly, that would be great; if not, his next plan would surely succeed.

Around 8:30 AM, Qin Chuan went out, driving an ordinary SUV with Provincial Party Committee license plates.

There was no other way; it was truly inconvenient not to have a car in the provincial capital. To stay low-profile, Qin Chuan specifically chose this vehicle. Although it had Provincial Party Committee plates, the number was ordinary, and the car itself was just a domestic SUV worth around a hundred thousand yuan.

Since they had already arranged it over the phone, Director Hu Qibin was waiting early at the entrance of the Provincial Party Committee Guesthouse. Seeing Qin Chuan, he immediately ran over.

It was clear that his attitude was even more humble and respectful toward Qin Chuan compared to yesterday.

Last night, Director Hu Qibin had been so excited he could hardly sleep. He never expected that Qin Chuan was actually the Provincial Party Secretary's son.

He had decided to stick closely to Secretary Qin Chuan. As long as he held onto this powerful connection, his political career would be secure.

He hadn't had such ambitions before, content with just a simple life with his family, but now things were completely different. He couldn't let such an opportunity go to waste; he had to climb the ranks within the system.

"Secretary Qin!"

"Yes." Qin Chuan nodded, also sensing the change in Director Hu Qibin. "Can you drive? We're going to the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League to visit Secretary Zhang Yuntao."

"I can. I've been driving for seven or eight years, so it shouldn't be a problem."

With Director Hu Qibin driving, the two arrived at the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League.

After all, they wanted to see the Secretary of the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League, who was a genuine department-level official. You couldn't just see him whenever you wanted. They had to register first and then wait for notice.

In the reception room of the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League, the two sat on the sofa and waited patiently. Since they had nothing else to do today, they were happy to relax; waiting didn't matter at all.

Dahe Township.

Aside from a few township leaders who knew Secretary Qin had gone to the provincial capital, many people were unaware. As soon as work began, quite a few people came as usual to get signatures or report on their work.

The Secretary's office door was tightly closed. After a bit of inquiry, they learned that Secretary Qin had gone to the provincial capital to seek funding for the Dahe Township Central School.

"Secretary Qin actually went to the provincial capital!"

"Our Central School is indeed too dilapidated, and reconstruction is urgent, but I think the possibility of Secretary Qin getting funding from the provincial capital is almost zero."

"Yeah, let alone a Township Party Committee Secretary, even a County Party Secretary would likely find it difficult. It would be better to go to the city; the chance of getting funding there is higher."

"The city probably wouldn't provide much. One or two million wouldn't solve the problem at all."

"..."

Hearing that Secretary Qin had gone to the provincial capital, many people discussed it. Most believed that Secretary Qin's courage was commendable and his intentions were good, but there was little hope.

The teachers at the Central School also heard about it and were discussing the matter.

"Secretary Qin is impressive. He's truly a good leader. He just settled our back pay, and now he's immediately gone to the provincial capital to secure funding for the school's construction."

"I so hope Secretary Qin can get the funding, but I think it will be very, very difficult!"

"..."

In the Principal's office, Principal Yang Qi was strangely moved after hearing about this. "Secretary Qin, thank you for caring so much about education. Having you is a blessing for all the teachers and students of Dahe Township Central School."

God bless, Secretary Qin must succeed.

Standing in front of a dilapidated window, Principal Yang Qi looked toward the provincial capital and prayed in his heart.