Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 144
Gangnan Village.

Under the guidance of the villagers, three young people, two men and one woman, stepped into the courtyard gate of the Yang family's new house.

This is the village committee of Gangnan Village?
What a style!

While sighing, these three also had doubts in their hearts.

Although the roads in this Gangnan Village are well built, looking at the houses of each household, they don't look like they are very rich. On average, they are estimated to be at the level of food and clothing at most.

But the village committee has built it in such a grand style, it seems that the village chief...

Nine times out of ten it is not a good thing.

Zhang Shaoben came forward to receive these three.

The leader of the three was about thirty, wearing a pair of high myopia glasses, not tall, with a dark complexion, which was the result of years of sunburn.

"We are from the County Agricultural Science Institute. We came to your village to promote the cultivation of hybrid rice..." The man explained his purpose, and at the same time took out a page of paper from his backpack, handed it to Zhang Shaoben, and introduced himself: "Oh, my name is Qian, and my name is Qian Buduo. This is our letter of introduction."

Not much money?
So I came to our village for alms...

Zhang Shaoben took the letter of introduction and glanced at it briefly. It was stamped with the bright red seal of Chaoming County Agricultural Science Institute, which should not be fake.

"What's the village chief's name?"

Zhang Shaoben waved his hand and returned the letter of introduction to Qian Buduo.

"My surname is Zhang, but I'm not the village head, I'm just a member of the village committee. Our village head's surname is Yang, and this western-style building is the house of our village head. The village committee borrowed a place here to work."

Village Chief Yang's private house?

The three young comrades from the Institute of Agricultural Sciences strengthened their judgment.

Twelve out of ten, this Village Chief Yang is not a good thing.

Don't be greedy or plunder, where did you get the money to build such a luxurious house?

However, whether the village head is a good person is not the decisive factor for them. They have only one belief, so that farmers can accept hybrid rice, increase the grain yield per mu, and really make more money.

"Commissioner Zhang..." Qian Buduo felt that this address was really awkward, so he tried to ask, "Should I call you Uncle Zhang?"

Zhang Shaoben responded with a smile, "Anything can be called."

Qian Buduo said: "Uncle Zhang, have you heard of hybrid rice before?"

Zhang Shaoben snorted subconsciously.

"Not only have I heard of it, but I have also eaten it... What do I say, don't mind the three of you, the rice produced by this hybrid rice is not delicious at all..."

Qian Buduo laughed along with him.

This is the truth, the taste of hybrid rice is indeed much worse.

The pretty girl who was traveling with her was a little embarrassed, and she blurted out and asked, "Is your village rich?"

This is very rude, but the pretty girl didn't take it seriously, she still held back, and there were still more direct questions left in her stomach.

Can your village be rich enough to pick and choose food?
Even if you, a member of the village committee, got some oil and water by following your insignificant Village Chief Yang, what about the majority of farmers?Don't they want to increase the grain production in the field?
Qian Buduo quickly criticized his colleagues with his eyes, but on the other side, Zhang Shaoben laughed.

"You are a good question, girl. In our Gangnan Village, the income of each household this year is at least this amount." Zhang Shaoben proudly pointed out four fingers.

400 yuan?
That's not much!
Zhang Shaoben smiled proudly again, and said, "It's four thousand! That's not counting the output of the field."

Well, the 4000 yuan dividend was promised by the bully, and it will definitely be fulfilled.

Qian Buduo was shocked.

How can it be?

Even for a dual-career family in the county, the annual income is only a thousand or a few hundred yuan, and it will never exceed 2000 yuan.

But the villagers in this village can actually reach twice the number of dual-earner families in the county?
Zhang Shaoben was in a good mood.

After holding back for many days, this finally gave him a chance, and he had to show off.

Oh no.

share it.

Take out the joy of Gangnan Village and share it with people outside.

Hungry them to death.

Zhang Shaoben is not alone in having such a mentality. Now, the entire Gangnan Village is like this.

In the past, the villagers would not walk around unless they were on holidays. At most, they just stopped by in the village. Relatives outside, or even married daughters, could walk once or twice a year, which would be very good.

After all, it costs a lot of money to move around.

But right now, as long as they are free, the people in Gangnan Village will go outside.

Just to be able to say a word:

Our family's income this year is at least 4000 yuan!

Zhang Shaoben also has relatives outside, but it's a pity that he has to come to the village committee on duty every day, and he can't spare time to go outside to say that sentence, but he is very suppressed.

Today I finally seized the opportunity, how could I let it go easily.

"You don't know yet. We built a factory in Gangnan Village, and we can't make much money a year. At most, it can be tens of thousands. Every household in our village has raised capital and invested in shares. Our Village Chief Yang promised that before the end of the year, each share will be distributed at least 4000 yuan in dividends."

In fact, Yang Rui never made such a promise.

He just said that the dividends to each household within a year should not be less than 4000 yuan.

However, many things cannot stand a rumor.

According to rumors, this has become a dividend of at least 4000 yuan before the end of the year.

Even Zhang Shaoben believed the rumors among the villagers.

From another point of view, the main reason why the villagers formed such rumors is that the sales situation of the underwear factory's products exceeded expectations.

The production manager, Chen Tianhui, has been complaining all day long about the lack of manpower, so he has no choice but to end the second batch of training ahead of schedule, and the standards for the completion assessment have been relaxed a lot.

The scale of the third batch of training was fully doubled from the original plan. In Gangnan Village, the youngest was fifteen or sixteen years old, and all the girls were five or sixteen. Factory Manager Chen invited them to the training class.

In the two villages of Gangdong and Xiawan, at least one-fifth of the households have no food. The reason is that all the mothers and aunts who are responsible for cooking at home have come to Gangnan Village.

"You don't believe it?"

Seeing the surprise and suspicion on the faces of those three people, Zhang Shaoben's mood became even higher.

"Come on, I'll take you to visit the underwear factory in our village."

……

Harbor City.

Causeway Bay.

In a teahouse, two old and one young are drinking tea and chatting.

The ages of the two elders are very different.

The older one, by visual estimation, should be close to seventy years of age, while the other one is estimated to be a year or two away from sixty.

"Tuan Zuo, this young man is your grandson? He really is a talented person!"

The older man called Tuan Zuo turned his head to look at the young man beside him, and said lovingly, "Go ahead, call me Grandpa Fu."

The younger elder waved his hands again and again: "I can't, I absolutely can't, I'd better call me Uncle Fu."

After obtaining the older man's consent, the young man stood up in a proper manner, brought a cup of tea to the elder named Fu, and respectfully called out, "Uncle Fu."

This young man is none other than Hu Qianjin, the general manager of Hongtu Advertising Company.

The older man was his grandfather, Gu Weili, who was appointed as the commander of the major general when he was defeated. The elder named Fu was named Fu Lianshui, a soldier brought out by him.

That year, Gu Weili got a ticket by chance and boarded the ship alone, but Fu Lianshui was not so lucky, so he had to flee to the port city with the rout.

The world is changing, and the fate is too many, which just fulfills the old saying of 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

Gu Weili, who was lucky enough to board a seagoing ship, never tasted the taste of power in the next 36 years. On that island, he started with a grocery store of five square meters.

On the other hand, Fu Lianshui has now become a tycoon who can cover the sky with one hand, and a casual word can benefit him, Gu Weili, a businessman who moved to Hong Kong City, a lot.

"Lian Shui, I asked you out for tea this time because I need to ask you for help."

Fu Lianshui smiled faintly, and said, "Isn't Tuan Zuo's remark wrong? If it weren't for Tuan Zuo's protection, I, Fu Lianshui, would have died on the battlefield. If you have anything to do, just tell me."

Gu Weili pointed to Hu Qianjin beside him, and said, "My grandson was bullied in Pengcheng."

Fu Lianshui immediately became angry: "Who is so courageous? Don't you dare to give me Yizhongtang face?"

This is exactly why Hu Jinjin was able to stand up straight in Pengcheng, and was not afraid of anyone.

When he first arrived in Pengcheng, his grandfather told him that the person who was responsible for Yizhongtang in Gangcheng was a soldier under him back then, and he was very righteous. If he was bullied in Pengcheng, he would come to Hong Kong immediately.

Hearing Fu Lianshui's statement, Gu Weili quickly winked at his grandson.

Hu Jinjin understood, so he described the incident of being extorted 2 yuan that day with more details.

"Didn't you mention to him that you are the one I am guarding?"

Hu Jinjin shook his head subconsciously, and suddenly realized something, and quickly explained: "I mentioned it, Uncle Fu, but that person surnamed Huang is not from the Jianghu, and he doesn't know the prestige of Yizhongtang."

Fu Lianshui nodded. It is possible that the people on the mainland are not only poor, but also ignorant. They have little chance to see the sky outside, and they don't know that the halls of Hong Kong City are basically normal.

"This matter is easy to handle. When you go back, find a fellow from Xiangjiang named Ou Shanhu, and tell him that you are my nephew, and he will definitely help you with this matter."

After thinking about it, Fu Lianshui took off the wrench on his right thumb and handed it to Hu Jinjin.

"When we first met, Uncle Fu didn't have any preparations. This finger wrench is worth a little money. It can be regarded as Uncle Fu expressing his affection."

How can that be done?

Under the instruction of his grandfather's eyes, Hu Jinjin quickly got up and refused.

Fu Lianshui laughed loudly, and said to Gu Weili: "Everyone says empty words are not proven. My nephew Qianjin went to find my little Xiangjiang fellow. What can he use to prove his relationship with me? But with this finger pull, wouldn't it be different?"

After hearing this, Gu Weili had no choice but to ask his grandson to accept the wrench.

(End of this chapter)