One day...
Two days...
Three days...
Fenzhou City's Investment Conference project presentation in Tokyo, Japan, came to an end in the blink of an eye.
At noon, back at the hotel, Dong Xuebin called Luo Haiting, Zhang Fan, and Yu Rui over for a brief meeting.
Seated on the sofa with a notebook in hand, Luo Haiting reported, "This time, around fifteen Japanese businessmen made detailed inquiries about our county's projects. Their focus was mainly on industrial projects. No agreements or letters of intent have been finalized yet, but two companies hinted that they would come to our county around midyear to inspect the projects. Judging by their attitude, I think we have a chance."
Zhang Fan and Yu Rui also reported on the work they had been responsible for.
Zero signed projects—everyone had expected that outcome. Dong Xuebin was a little disappointed, but it was nothing serious. He had not held out much hope to begin with. Several urban districts had reaped substantial gains, signing projects totaling six or seven hundred million yuan, but those had all been inspected and negotiated last year. Coming here to hold an investment conference was merely a formality, a way to build momentum. Otherwise, in just three or four days, no matter how much they liked a project, without on-site inspections and extensive preliminary work, no one would invest such a large sum based on empty promises. From that perspective, Yantai County getting two Japanese businessmen interested in coming for inspections was already quite good.
"Everyone worked hard this time." Dong Xuebin checked his watch. "What time is the flight?"
Zhang Fan glanced at the schedule in his hand. "Around noon, twelve o'clock. We still have three hours."
"Are the city leaders taking the same flight?"
"The leaders should be in business class