I can fish for anything

Chapter 43: Not Worth Carrying Shoes

Jiang Zhihao found Fan Tong without even returning home.

Without thinking about it, Fan Tong agreed to Jiang Zhihao's request.

But he can't decide this matter, he needs to write an application and wait for the approval of the higher authorities.

After chatting with Fan Tong for a while, Jiang Zhihao returned to Daoxiang Village.

As to whether the higher authorities would agree to the approval, Jiang Zhihao's thought was that it would definitely be.

Because Daoxiang Village is the lowest-ranked poor village in the country.

Over the past few years, the higher authorities have used many methods and invested a lot of money in order to get Daoxiang Village off the label of a poor village, but with little effect.

Since Jiang Zhihao became the village head, the income of the villagers has improved a lot.

Moreover, around Daoxiang Village, nearly a thousand acres of barren mountains and ridges have been abandoned.

If the above disagrees, then there must be something wrong with the head.

First, I went to the Sweet Cannery to see that the workers were producing normally.

Most of these workers are villagers from Daoxiang Village.

Seeing Jiang Zhihao coming, they all greeted him.

Looking at the simple smiles on the faces of the villagers, Jiang Zhihao felt in his heart that he must treat the village chief well and lead everyone to make more money in the future.

When Master Liu saw Jiang Zhihao, he ran over immediately and said that a part of the production line was worn out. Although it can be used temporarily, if there is a problem, the production must be stopped.

But this part is not sold locally, nor is it online.

He has already called the manufacturer of the production line, but the manufacturer said that this kind of parts are not for retail sale, and they must either purchase a complete production line or send someone to repair it.

Sending maintenance personnel over once will cost 5 yuan.

I have to say that this manufacturer is very black-hearted.

But there is no way, this part has been patented and is protected by national law.

Jiang Zhihao had no choice but to tell Master Liu that if he had to spend some money, he would spend some money, who asked him to ask for something from others.

After solving the matter here, Li Heng also called, saying that the general manager of RT-Mart, the provincial capital, would like to treat Jiang Zhihao to dinner when he is free.

In fact, Jiang Zhihao still had to go to this kind of meaningless dinner. If someone was unhappy, it would be troublesome to talk about it with sweet cans.

There is also the matter of shooting commercials, and Fan Tong's side.

Jiang Zhihao suddenly felt helpless, if only he had a helper.

However, there are not many young people around his age staying in Daoxiang Village, old and young.

Even if there is, there is no suitable candidate.

Jiang Zhihao thought to himself, should he go to the talent market and find a capable assistant?

When I got home and had dinner with my father, I was planning to visit the medicinal material base.

Seventh Uncle who lived at the head of the village came to the house in a panic. When he saw Jiang Zhihao, he said in a panic, "Xiao Hao, it's great that you are at home. You have to save your brother!"

"Uncle Qi, speak slowly if you have something to say, what's the matter?"

"Zhiyuan called me just now, crying and saying that he doesn't want to live anymore, let me take care of myself, I don't know what's wrong with this child!"

The Zhiyuan mentioned by the seventh uncle was his son, who was in the same generation as Jiang Zhihao, and a few years younger than Jiang Zhihao.

Work in an advertising company in Omi City.

"Don't want to live anymore?" Hearing the seriousness of the matter, Jiang Zhihao and Jiang Zhiwen both stood up: "What's Zhiyuan's cell phone number, I'll call him and ask."

"It's turned off." Seventh Uncle took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket, and rubbed his teary eyes: "Xiaohao, I'm old and not in good health. Can you go to Jinjiang and help me see if Zhiyuan is successful? This is the travel expenses , if something happens to him, I don't want to live anymore."

"Old Qi, why are you crying? You watched Xiao Hao grow up. Xiao Hao had to call Zhiyuan his brother. If something happened to Zhiyuan, can he ignore it?" Jiang Zhiwen said.

Jiang Zhihao also said: "Uncle Qi, don't worry, do you have Zhiyuan's address, I will drive to Jinjiang right now."

"Yes, this year's Dragon Boat Festival, he mailed me a box of rice dumplings with his address on it."

"Okay, I'll go and see what's going on right away, don't worry, I'll bring Zhiyuan back intact."

Jiang Zhihao drove out immediately.

Omi is not far from Jiangbei. If you take the high speed, it will take less than three hours by car.

According to the address given by Uncle Seven, Jiang Zhihao found the Fangyuan Advertising Company where Jiang Zhiyuan worked.

I went in and asked, Jiang Zhiyuan didn't come to work today, after asking where he lived, Jiang Zhihao drove there again.

A village in the city of Omi.

Dragons and snakes were mixed together, and the stinky ditches on both sides of the road gave off a pungent smell.

Jiang Zhihao stopped at the door of a dilapidated rental house.

The door was locked, Jiang Zhihao knocked on the door and yelled twice, but no one responded.

Putting your ears against the door panel, there seemed to be crying sounds coming from inside.

Jiang Zhihao kicked the door open, and found that Jiang Zhiyuan was lying on the bed, holding a small dagger in his right hand, pointing at his left wrist.

Stepping forward and grabbing the small dagger, Jiang Zhihao scolded angrily: "Jiang Zhiyuan, are you sick? Why can't you think about it."

Jiang Zhiyuan turned his head to look at him, lying on the bed and crying loudly.

Jiang Zhihao suddenly felt a little funny, didn't say anything, sat by the bed and started playing with his mobile phone.

When Jiang Zhiyuan had cried enough, Jiang Zhihao said: "You are so interesting, I still want to call your father because I want to make your father worry, don't you? Tell me, what happened?"

Jiang Zhiyuan held his head in great pain: "She thinks my salary is low and doesn't love me anymore. I went to the hotel with another man last night. I earn a little money every month, so I leave some living expenses for myself and give it to her. Why is she doing this to me?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhihao laughed, it turned out that he was troubled by love.

He patted Jiang Zhiyuan on the head: "Do you know where she is now? Let's go, I will avenge you."

Jiang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment: "Revenge? How?"

Jiang Zhihao took out his mobile phone and pointed to the balance on the mobile bank: "Doesn't she like money? We will use money for revenge. When she wants to fall into your arms, you kick her away again, like this kind of love money This woman is not worthy of you at all."

"This, how much is this?" Looking at the balance on the phone, Jiang Zhiyuan felt a little difficult to breathe.

Half an hour later, Jiang Zhiyuan was wearing casual Versace clothes and parked his car downstairs in a certain community.

"Brother Hao, this car is going to be cool too."

"Nonsense, more than 700 million Lamborghini bats, can they not be cool?"

Jiang Zhihao pressed a button on the body, and the roof of the Lamborghini began to shrink, turning into a convertible.

Afterwards, Jiang Zhihao got out of the car with a loudspeaker: "Is Ma Rong here? Is Ma Rong here? My Master Yuan is here to see you, my Master Yuan is here to see you!"

"..."

After shouting a few times, a hot head poked out from the third floor of the complex.

Not only her, but all the residents in the community poked their heads to watch the excitement.

And when Da Bolang saw Jiang Zhiyuan sitting in a Lamborghini, he immediately felt dizzy.

Jiang Zhihao continued to shout: "Miss Ma Rong, congratulations on losing our young master Yuan!"

"Actually, his father is the only son of the chairman of a national hotel chain, and he found a job in an advertising company for his experience."

"He likes you so much that he even planned to marry you. He didn't expect you to be so snobbish that he despised Young Master Yuan for not being rich."

"What I want to tell you now is that your ignorance has cost you the chance to be a young mistress."

Hearing these words, Ma Rong was shocked at first, and then regretted endlessly.

It turned out that the rich second generation was in front of my eyes, but I abandoned the rich second generation for a mere gift of 20 yuan.

She wanted to die.

"Zhiyuan, all this is my test for you, you have to trust me, I only have you in my heart! You wait for me, I will go down right away!"

After Ma Rong finished speaking, she ran downstairs like crazy.

Jiang Zhihao turned his head to look at Jiang Zhiyuan: "You don't think what she said is true!"

Jiang Zhiyuan sneered again and again: "I wouldn't be so stupid. A woman like her doesn't even have the role to carry my shoes."

After a while, Ma Rong came downstairs.

I have to say, she is still very beautiful.

Especially those peach blossom eyes are very attractive.

Ma Rong walked over with a happy face, wanting to get in the car.

But Jiang Zhihao stopped him: "I'm sorry, you are not eligible to get in our young master's car."

"Zhiyuan, I'm your baby Rongrong, don't you love me?"

Looking at Ma Rong's hypocritical face, Jiang Zhiyuan suddenly felt sick.

Immediately got out of the car and slapped him.

(End of this chapter)