Oil and gas resources are often together, and the establishment of oil fields is also the beginning of the birth of natural gas, and now it is catching up with the country to build a technological pioneer and promote the development of oil fields.

In the face of Maimaiti, it is a great prospect, and the achievements will be remarkable, and Maimaiti's heart suddenly realized that the oil field is in the center of the Takla Desert, where there is no human settlement, and it is nearly 150 kilometers away from the Takla Oasis of Murgan.

In other words, if you want to develop the oil field, you must build a new city in the desert, and Wang Hao was sent to XJ Province at this time, the purpose is self-evident, as his status as a department-level cadre, he must go to build a new city.

The project that the state wants to start must have sufficient funds and all the preparations are comprehensive, not to mention building a new city in the middle of the endless desert, and I am afraid that it is not a problem to build a small kingdom.

Maimaiti suddenly realized that there was a problem, and this problem was very serious, that is, with the launch of the project, XJ Province was about to welcome a great opportunity.

His eyes were blazing, his eyes were hot, and he looked at Ren Haitao very enthusiastically, not wanting Ren Haitao to say a word, and poured him cold in his heart.

This project is directly started by the state, XJ Province only has administrative power, the oil field belongs to the direct management of the state, XJ Province must fully cooperate, and the economic work has nothing to do with the province.

In other words, the construction of the oilfield is a project initiated by the state, and the personnel arrangement and administrative structure of the XJ Uyghur Autonomous Region (XJ Province) and the central government have the right to cooperate, and the construction and development of the oilfield has nothing to do with the economy of XJ Province.

It's a pity that XJ Province can only watch it, it's nothing more than on your land, but you can't influence any decisions of others.

Maimaiti couldn't sit still, if the oil field construction was successful and the oil was successfully extracted, it would have little to do with himself.

I wanted to make a lot of money through this big project in exchange for political capital, but the further plan disappeared in an instant.

The struggle between him and Hara Khan was long-standing, not only because of the political disagreement between the two, but above all because of the national question.

One of them is the representative of the Mongolian ethnic group and the other is the leader of the Uighur ethnic group, and in XJ province, the Mongolian people are much less numerous than the Uighurs.

The Mongols are mainly engaged in grazing and agricultural construction, and their industrial development and economic development are incomparable with those of the Uyghurs.

However, Maimaiti does not think so, and he believes that the direct reason why the Mongolian people cannot develop economically is that the status of the Mongolian people in XJ Province is lower than that of the Uyghurs.

The Mongolian people mainly live a nomadic life, and the long-term concept of life has created that the Mongolian people are not suitable for the needs of large-scale economic construction.

The Uyghur people, who are native to XJ, are strong and prosperous in terms of living place and career stability.

Therefore, the urban construction in XJ is mostly the so-called Uyghur people, and the rural construction is mostly the world of the Mongolian people.

Since Maimaiti became the chairman of the autonomous region, he has blindly wanted to change this appearance, but the concept formed since ancient times has been deeply ingrained among the various ethnic groups in XJ Province.

"This, isn't it, hey!"

Maimaiti looked at Ren Haitao, sighed for a long time, and Ren Haitao played with the goblet in his hand, playful.

"Why, this makes you embarrassed, you don't want to think about it, the economy is separated, and it is not a city with a separate plan, but the tax revenue is not managed by the province, and the staffing is still up to you!"

Maimaiti was like an initiation, and immediately realized his rights, and subconsciously, they all had an idea in the hearts of these minority feudal officials, which was a kind of pride for thousands of years.

We are a special existence, our national autonomy, to my one acre and three points of land, it is a dragon that you coil for me, a tiger, and yours for me to lie down.

Although they have been educated by the party for so many years, they only agree that we are part of the constituent country, that we are united, and that we are also cooperative.

Understands this, clarifies the fundamental things, and understands that even if Wang Hao comes, with his current level, it is only a main hall.

However, the construction of oil fields is a separate economic column, not a separate plan, and it is still under its own control.

It's just that in terms of level, the cadres of the oilfield should be at the level of deputy ministers, so after Wang Hao arrives, he will be a deputy mayor at best, and he will only be in charge of economic construction.

The first and second leaders of the administrative cadres in minority areas must be local cadres, and it is very difficult for them to open up the situation.

The matter is clear, Maimaiti left with a full meal and wine, and did not return to his residence in the capital, and was directly arranged by Jiang Dawei to live in the Kyoto Hotel, and naturally the enjoyment of it is not enough for outsiders.

Working in the difficult environment of the great northwest all day long, in the face of the prosperity of Kyoto, Maimaiti was very intoxicated, and first took a bath accompanied by Jiang Dawei, and washed all over his body.

In particular, the massage method of 'horse kills chicken' makes every pore of Maimaiti wash very comfortable.

After all, the bearded Maimaiti did not give up his secret nature, and after entering the hotel, he still enjoyed Jiang Dawei's careful arrangement.

Since ancient times, there have been regulations for the princes of the Northwest Frontier to enter Beijing and enjoy the emperor's imperial beauty.

Maimaiti hugged the tender white beauty, **, needless to say, as a feudal official, Maimaiti didn't care about the impact of such a thing on his reputation.

Although Maimaiti seems to be unforgiving, the nourishment of perennial beef and mutton makes him not inferior to an ordinary young man in his prime in this regard.

Jiang Dawei, who lived next door to Maimaiti, didn't sleep well all night, and while he lamented the majesty and heroism of the old thing, he also secretly resented.

The woman sent is an art school student who has worked hard for herself in a certain city below, and the girl looks very happy, and the back road has been arranged.

The girl has been with her for two years, and she has graduated, but Jiang Dawei strongly asked to stay with her for another year, but she didn't expect to use it at this time, and she really used it on the blade.

The crackling sound next door is in the ears, such a high-end hotel, and such a loud sound can be heard, which is enough to show the strength of the old guy.

Jiang Dawei was resentful and sighed silently, Okay, you are energetic, you will be full of strength when you fight, I hope you can satisfy me and Ren Haitao.

Thinking of this, Jiang Dawei wanted to leave, he didn't want to torture himself anymore, and it was not pleasant to give his things to others to enjoy, which made him very helpless and had to make such a decision.

Just when his heart felt as if he had been scratched by a cat, the door rang, he ran up with an arrow, opened the door, and was immediately thrown into his arms by a woman with a cloak and a tear-stained face.

The girl was crying and choking, her body trembling and sad, her silky nightdress showing half of her shoulders, and the loose suspenders slowly sliding down.

Jiang Dawei was so distressed that he almost roared, and the girl's chest and back were purple.

The mottled bruises were so shocking, especially on the inner thighs, which looked like a bruise rubbed by big hands.

(Tianjin)