Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 192

Yang Zhenyu didn't think much about it at first, and focused on the sales of old cadres' liquor. After Zhang Mingkang mentioned it, he felt that it made sense, and he had to move on with some relationships.

Although they are all from the village, who wouldn't want the leaders of the village committee to treat them politely and respectfully, especially the old people in the village.

Zhang Mingkang said: "The old-age allowance in the village has not been paid this year, so I will leave this matter to you. I will let the winery work go for a while these two days."

It can be seen that Zhang Mingkang is more caring than Yang Zhenyu.

"I see, Uncle Zhang, I'll go to the street to buy some milk later, and I'll take them with me to visit them." Yang Zhenyu said.

Zhang Mingkang smiled gratifiedly.

The lad is very good.

According to the news so far, as long as Yang Fengfeng from the eighth group can run for this year's village director, he is the grandson of Yang Guoqiang, supported by this old man behind him, and he is close to the people from the seventh group and eighth group, it is estimated that there will be many people support him.

Apart from him, there is no competitor for Yang Zhenyu in the village for the time being.

The younger generation in the village is expected to stand by Yang Zhenyu's side. They all hope that Yang Zhenyu will make the company bigger and stronger, and they are waiting for the money.

I'm just afraid that those senior elders in the village will say something inflammatory.

This is why Zhang Mingkang asked Yang Zhenyu to pay the elderly allowance.

After chatting about things, Yang Zhenyu was ready to drive to the street.

Jin Pinhua drove over with Mao Yumei and stopped in front of Yang Zhenyu's van.

Yang Zhenyu found that no matter where he went, Jin Pinhua always took Mao Yumei with him, and they both had families, so he didn't know what the relationship between them was.

Jin Pinhua got out of the car with a smile and came up to shake hands with Yang Zhenyu, handed him a cigarette, and the two smoked.

Yang Zhenyu said: "Boss Jin, did the construction team cause you trouble?"

Jin Pinhua waved his hand and said: "No, Director Yang, you misunderstood, Yang Hua and the others are very serious about their work.

I drove here today to bring a few cases of liquor back home. "

Yang Zhenyu said: "If you want to drink baijiu, go directly to my shop to drink it. It's a pleasure to drink a few dishes."

"Yes yes yes!" Jin Pinhua said, "There are leaders from above, and I usually go to your place to entertain.

The brothers in the project department sometimes couldn't sleep at night, so they would drink a little and brag about melon seeds. "

"I understand, I understand!" Yang Zhenyu nodded with a smile, "Mr. Jin, you can go directly to the winery to pull it out. I have something to do on the street."

"Okay, Director Yang, you go first."

Yang Zhenyu drove away.

Went to the street, bought dozens of cartons of milk, and spent two to three thousand yuan.

Yang Zhenyu didn't hesitate to spend this money.

Back home in the afternoon with milk, Wang Xiuying sat in front of the door and waved to Yang Zhenyu.

Yang Zhenyu looked at grandma's expression, as if he had something secret or whispered to him.

Yang Zhenyu leaned forward and squatted beside grandma.

Wang Xiuying said: "Grandson, grandma went to help you inquire. The villagers around will vote for you. I will go to other groups to ask tomorrow."

He spoke in a low voice, knowing that there was no one around, and he was afraid of being heard.

Yang Zhenyu was very moved in his heart, and said with a smile: "Grandma, you have worked hard, you won't go anywhere tomorrow, the weather is so hot, I know what to do about these things myself?
Uncle Zhang also told me about it today, and tomorrow I will visit the elders in the village. "

Wang Xiuying looked at her grandson with relief. It turned out that he knew everything. The old woman touched Yang Zhenyu's face and said, "If you don't understand, ask your uncle Zhang for advice."

Yang Zhenyu nodded and said, "Okay, grandma."

He turned around and called Heihu, "Heihu, come here."

The black tiger shook its tail, stood up and ran towards Yang Zhenyu. Yang Zhenyu reached out and scratched its chest hair, "Have I listened to grandma these few days in the city?"

"Wang~wang~"

Black Tiger responded.

"Good dog."

Yang Zhenyu looked at the prince and the golden monkey who were dancing in the dam, "And you two, don't make grandma angry, or I will cut off your food."

"Meow~woo~"

"Woo ha ha ~ woo ~"

Sometimes Wang Xiuying really has no choice but to take these three live treasures, but she is also very happy in her heart.

……

This afternoon, when Yang Zhenyu went to the street to buy milk, Zhang Mingkang asked Yang Fengxian to make a list of this week's sales and post it on the bulletin board.

The baijiu has only been on the market for more than a week, and the wine sold from the winery has reached more than 4000 bottles. If it were not for the original inventory, the current output is not enough to sell.

The first reaction of the villagers when they saw this number was joy. There are more than 4000 bottles, which amounts to 30 million.

They seldom pay attention to things such as production costs and publicity costs, but only how many wines are sold.

The sales volume is so good, the anxiety in my heart is less, and I have more confidence in Pentium Agricultural Trade Co., Ltd.

At the same time, the trust in Yang Zhenyu also increased.

I can't help but set up a long-term battle and talk about the general election at the end of the month.

"I heard that Yang Feng is also running for the election."

"Which Yang Feng?"

"The one in the eighth group, the eldest grandson of Mr. Yang, who opened the stone factory, is also a businessman."

"I heard that I have raised a lot of money in the past two years, and I have been traveling around these days. It is said that I even went to the township government to find someone."

"It is estimated that seven or eight groups of people will support him."

"Didn't the seventh and eighth groups also take shares? They don't support Yang Zhenyu, what should the company do?"

"You think too much, this matter is not that simple, if Yang Feng is selected, maybe Yang Zhenyu will give up the position of general manager."

"It's possible."

"Who do you think is better at doing business?"

"I think the brains are quite flexible, but Yang Feng is a bit selfish."

"What kind of selfish law?"

"He puts his own interests first."

"That won't work. The company can't give it to him. Let's choose Yang Zhenyu."

"I must choose Yang Zhenyu."

The general election is half a month away, and everyone in the village is discussing it in private.

Similar words also reached Yang Zhenyu's ears. He didn't pay much attention to it. He felt that doing what he should do was more important than anything else.

He drove Wang Mei from house to house to visit the elderly in the village, "Third Uncle, this is your pension allowance for this year, you take it, and this milk, don't be reluctant to drink it and spoil it."

"Okay, okay, thank you Director Yang."

"You should call me nephew!" Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Uncle Yang, we are here to send you money." Yang Zhenyu joked.

"Hahaha, welcome, my wife, pour a cup of tea for Director Yang."

Yang Zhenyu sat down and drank tea to chat with the old man, "Is your health okay this year?"

"Okay, it's very strong, Director Yang, let me tell you, I also managed two acres of corn this year, and I also paid [-] catties when I bought shares last time."

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "At the end of next year at most, I will give you a lot of money."

"Then I'll drink a few more bottles of milk, and I'll last until the money is paid."

The old man is very lively.

"Uncle Wu, take the allowance well..."

"Uncle Liu, the national policy has increased by 100 yuan this year..."

"..."

Yang Zhenyu walked all morning.

His actions were noticed by the elders in the village.

"In previous years, there were only allowances, but no milk."

"Can't you see it? My nephew bought it out of his own pocket to honor me."

"Xiao Yang is a real kid!"

(End of this chapter)