I can fish for anything

Chapter 118

Since Peng Ling took over Shiseido, the affairs of the Peng family have finally come to an end.

Jiang Zhihao finally had time to develop farmhouse entertainment.

Bian Xiaojun has already arrived in the provincial capital. After buying a house, he quickly learned about dozens of companies under the Qing Lingzong.

These companies include logistics, building materials, hotels, and entertainment venues.

Only two of them are still profitable, one is a hotel in the city center, and the other is a bar in the DC area.

The rest of the companies have been turned into a miasma by Feng Qingyang. There is no one in the office, and the tables, chairs and benches are covered with a thick layer of dust.

And these companies that are about to go bankrupt, because they have not paid taxes for several months, the relevant departments have revoked their business licenses.

Let alone those that are profitable or not, if these companies want to resume normal operation, they must pay a full amount of taxes, so that the relevant departments will re-issue the business license.

Bian Xiaojun called Jiang Zhihao, briefly explained the situation here, and asked for 1000 million yuan, including the money for paying taxes and restarting the operation of the company.

In addition, she has to recruit some talents herself. After all, there are dozens of companies, and she is simply too busy.

As the saying goes, there is no need to be suspicious of someone who is suspicious, since Jiang Zhihao entrusted her with the business of the Qing Lingzong, he simply became the shopkeeper.

Without even thinking about it, I directly transferred 500 million to Bian Xiaojun.

He has plenty of money now, so he doesn't care about these things. The [-] million agency fee that Wang Cong called has not been moved.

But he didn't intend to keep the money in his own pocket. He didn't own the cannery, the orchard and the medicine base, and he didn't own the newly approved [-]-acre barren garden.

There are about [-] households in the village, and Jiang Zhihao plans to distribute a wave of welfare first, with each household worth [-] yuan, not based on the head, but on the basis of household registration.

After such a long period of recuperation, the old village chief's injury has almost healed.

Jiang Zhihao had a discussion with the old village head, but it wasn't really a discussion. After all, Jiang Zhihao had the final say in the entire Daoxiang Village now. In general villages, the village head and the village party secretary are held by one person.

Since Jiang Zhihao took office and the old village head retired, Daoxiang Village has no position for him, let alone a salary. Every time there is something in the village, Jiang Zhihao always wants to discuss it with him, out of a kind of respect for the old village head respect.

When the old village head heard that each household would be given 10 yuan, he also became excited. He has been the village head of Daoxiang Village for more than ten years, and he has always regarded leading the young and old in Daoxiang Village on the road to wealth as a The goal of this life.

But it is really difficult for Daoxiang Village to develop.

Just the road from the village chief to the county seat is enough to cause headaches.

Although the town government attracted investment later, a canning factory was established in Daoxiang Village. I thought this was the beginning of Daoxiang Village's take-off, but I didn't expect that the canning factory closed down within two years of opening.

Gradually, the heart of the old village head to lead everyone to get rich gradually cooled down.

Unexpectedly, since Jiang Zhihao became the village chief, first the road was built, and then the cannery reopened.

Then there was the medicinal material base. In just a few months, Daoxiang Village has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, every household went to the river to wash their clothes, and there were only a handful of washing machines, and refrigerators and microwave ovens were mentioned as luxuries.

And now, it's basically what you have.

Let's not talk about these electrical appliances. Today, each household is given 10 yuan, which is enough to show that Jiang Zhihao is Daoxiang's benefactor and savior!
"Attention all households. After 15 minutes, every household will come to the village committee with a bank card or passbook to collect the money. Our Daoxiang Village is going to give out money, and each household will be given [-] yuan!"

On the left side of the entrance of the village committee, there is a telegraph pole about 20 meters long, with two metal tweeters on the top of the pole.

The thick and powerful voice of the old village chief came from the loudspeaker and spread to every corner of Daoxiang Village.

"Old woman, what did the village shout just now? Each household will receive one hundred thousand yuan? Did I get it wrong?" In a tile-roofed house, a man was eating steamed buns stuffed with meat.

"You heard me right!" The woman also looked excited, and quickly rummaged through the box to find out her bank card: "I said Xiao Hao is a very good kid, and we must repay him well in the future!"

The man was a little disdainful: "What's so great, if I want to be the head of this village, I will send millions to each household."

The woman slapped her in the face: "You have nothing but bragging rights. If it wasn't for Xiaohao, would you be able to eat meat-stuffed steamed stuffed buns now?"

The man chuckled: "After we get the money and renovate our house, I want to buy an air conditioner."

"Look at you, don't eat it, doesn't our elder brother like to smoke? Hurry up and buy two good cigarettes and send them over."

"understood."

The elder brother mentioned by women is Jiang Zhihao's father, Jiang Zhiwen.

This is just a microcosm of the many families in Daoxiang Village. Almost all of them became excited after hearing the old village loudspeaker to receive money.

Most of the women went straight to the village committee with their bank cards or passbooks at home, while the men thought about how to repay Jiang Zhihao, the village head.

In the compound of the village committee, there were crowds of people, and everyone's faces were filled with unspeakable happiness.

Jiang Zhihao smoked whenever he saw anyone, and his uncle and aunt kept screaming.

When everyone was almost there, Jiang Zhihao stretched out his arms and pressed down, and the villagers automatically stopped talking.

Jiang Zhihao stood on the steps and began to speak: "Uncles and aunts, grandpas and aunts, I believe you all know why you are called here today, that's right! Our Daoxiang Village is going to distribute money! Each household is [-] yuan!"

Although the old village chief yelled through the loudspeaker just now, when Jiang Zhihao said it himself, many villagers still shed tears of excitement.

There is no way, they are all poor and frightened, each family has a hundred thousand yuan, this is something that no one dares to think about.

Jiang Zhihao was also a little moved. Since his father suffered a stroke and became paralyzed, he resolutely rejected the high-paying job and went home to serve his father. He thought that this would be the end of his life, facing the loess and back to the sky, but he did not expect to get a magical fishing rod by accident , and became the village chief.

Seeing the villagers cry, the corners of Jiang Zhihao's eyes got wet, he didn't wipe them, but let the tears run across his face.

"Everyone, young and old, this money was obtained through the joint efforts of all of us! I hope that everyone will work together to lead Daoxiang Village to a better tomorrow!"

At first, there were only sporadic applause, but in the end, everyone started to applaud, and the applause was thunderous, which made Jiang Zhihao clench his fists tightly. He wanted to seek more benefits for the villagers in the future.

(End of this chapter)