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If Duan Guanghui knew that because he brought Yang Meili to Zhaozhuang, several members of the Zhaozhuang Village Committee were suspicious of his relationship with Yang Meili, how would he feel?

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Yang Meili's words sounded right at first, and they were well-intentioned, but after careful consideration, it seemed that Zhao Zhuang had slighted Duan Guanghui, and she was a little suspicious of slapping Duan Guanghui in the face.

Zhao Changqiang didn't care about these things, but now he suddenly had an idea on Yang Meili, so it was not easy to refute her words at this time, so he didn't say anything.

Duan Guanghui saw that everyone looked a little unnatural, so he quickly said: "Miss Yang, I think we understand your intentions. As for your treat at the Golden Coast, let's talk about it later. It is so far from Zhaozhuang to Furong Town. It’s so difficult to walk, if we go there at noon today, I’m afraid everyone’s stomachs will be hungry when we get there. Hehehe.”

Everyone thought that this was not the case, so they all burst into laughter.

Zhao Changqiang picked up the wine glass, raised it to Duan Guanghui and said, "Come on, Secretary Duan, try the Xiao Shiba brewed by Uncle Dalu in our village. It tastes so good that you won't change it for a bottle of Moutai."

Everyone picked up the wine glasses in front of them and drank it all in one gulp. It was indeed a good wine, with a sweet and mellow taste, and it left an endless aftertaste in the throat.

Duan Guanghui even claimed to praise the wine, and curiously asked why the wine was called Xiao Shiba.

Zhao Changqiang said with a smile, "This is the name that Uncle Dalu personally chose. Wu Song drank eighteen bowls and beat tigers on Jingyang Ridge. Uncle Dalu boasted that his wine had a strong aftertaste, comparable to the fragrance that Wu Song drank back then. Three bowls It’s not a post, so it’s called Little Eighteen. It means that if Wu Song drank his wine back then, he didn’t need eighteen big bowls, but only eighteen small bowls, and he could go to Jingyanggang to fight tigers.”

As soon as Zhao Changqiang finished speaking, everyone laughed again.Duan Guanghui even said: "Unexpectedly, Zhaozhuang is really a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers! No wonder it develops so fast. But since your village has such excellent brewing masters, why don't you build a brewery yourself? Maybe it won't be long before a few years. An international famous brand. Xiao Zhao, don’t tell me that you don’t have such ambitions. Don’t hide from me what you think in your heart! If your village really plans to participate in this project, the town will definitely support it in terms of policy! Or The town funded the establishment of a factory, and let that old man from Dalu come as a brewing consultant, how about it? Xiao Zhao, you won’t let him go, will you?”

The township enterprises have always been the weakness of Furong Town. If Duan Guanghui can run a thriving winery, it will be a very good political achievement.

Zhao Changqiang smiled wryly and said: "Secretary Duan, if you are dissatisfied with you, I have really considered this matter, and I have carefully considered this matter with Uncle Dalu, but Uncle Dalu's brewing method is somewhat special, and it cannot be mass-produced at all. If you want to produce it on a large scale, the brewed wine will not taste like this. So in the end I had to give up building a winery.”

Duan Guanghui knew that Zhao Changqiang was telling the truth. The reason why Moutai was expensive was because of its low production, and the Moutai that appeared on the market on a large scale was not authentic Moutai at all.So I had to give up regretfully.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone's topic naturally turned to road construction.

"Xiao Zhao, I have already seen your road construction plan. I personally agree with your plan, but have you ever thought about it? It is impossible to repair it with the financial support. And in your plan, it is said that this road will be open to traffic within three months, isn’t it too optimistic.” Duan Guanghui thought of several roads along the road. The attitude of the village cadres couldn't help frowning.

Zhao Changqiang thought for a while, and then said carefully: "Secretary Duan, this matter is really difficult, and it even sounds like an impossible task. But no matter how difficult things in the world are, if we don't do them, we will never be able to do them." Success, only if we work hard, can we succeed! The road construction is a promise I made to the villagers when I took office as the village director, so I must give it to the villagers! I can't let everyone poke my spine and say that I'm just a bum who can only talk but can't do it!"

Zhao Changqiang's tone was very resolute, and Duan Guanghui could tell that even if the town didn't support Zhao Changqiang's plan and didn't give them financial support, they might raise money to repair the road by themselves!Even Yu Gong who moved mountains back then would have to admire Zhao Changqiang's determination.

But building roads is not just a matter of determination, it needs real money!Even simply laying a layer of asphalt on top of the original roadbed would cost tens of millions!Where does the money come from?It is simply impossible to rely on the town to provide this money.

Thinking of this, Duan Guanghui said to Zhao Changqiang: "Xiao Zhao, you have also made a budget. If you want to build your ideal road, you need at least 5000 million. This money is not available in the town! Now I have The little money I got is not even enough to sprinkle sesame seeds. So many villages in the town are asking me for money! Regarding the issue of funds, you should have a general plan in mind, right? Tell me and listen."

Even Duan Guanghui felt a little unnatural when a town committee secretary and a village director in his jurisdiction said such words.But what he said was the truth.

Zhao Changqiang smiled and said: "Secretary Duan, I do have an immature idea about the funding for road construction. If the town can really put in a lot of effort, this road can definitely be repaired."

"Then why don't you hurry up and talk about it!"

Duan Guanghui heard Zhao Changqiang say that he had a solution, and immediately said anxiously.Others, including Yang Meili, all set their sights on Zhao Changqiang.Although they knew that Zhao Changqiang planned to build roads, they didn't know how Zhao Changqiang could get money.Although Zhaozhuang is rich, the little money in the village is almost negligible compared to the funds needed for road construction!

"I plan to raise funds from three aspects. The first is to raise funds from successful people in society. When the road is repaired, we can set up a monument to traffic and engrave the name of the funder on it, so that people who walk on this road Don't forget about them.

"Secondly, we can ask several villages along the route to contribute some money. After all, after the road is built, the dozen or so villages along the route will benefit the most. If you want to get rich, build the road first. , will definitely stimulate the economic development of these villages. Of course, due to the different economic conditions of each village, the money paid may be different. But there is always nothing left. The funds raised through these two ways will be used as the initial funds for the road construction .

"The third funding channel requires the support of government departments at all levels. It depends on the mayor of the town. Since it will take time for the above-mentioned funds to be approved, I think it is possible to apply to various departments in the name of the government. The loan from the big bank will be used to repay the loan after the above money is allocated. Since the money may arrive later, it will be used as a later investment.”

After Zhao Changqiang finished speaking, he looked at Duan Guanghui with expectant eyes. After all, the government department's appropriation is the big one.And whether the money can be applied for depends on Duan Guanghui's level.

Duan Guanghui frowned after listening to Zhao Changqiang's words.In his opinion, what Zhao Changqiang said seemed reasonable, but it was not practical at all.

First of all, raising money from successful people in society may not raise much money at all.To put it bluntly, Zhao Changqiang's idea is to let those local tyrants spend money to buy a reputation, but in this era where interests are paramount, who would want to spend money to buy a reputation that doesn't have much influence?

After all, this road is just a road to benefit the people. Unlike a highway, there will be a toll after it is repaired, and there will be rewards.Which local tyrant would do such a seemingly silly thing?

Again, Zhao Changqiang's second source of funds is a bit of a fantasy, asking several villages along the way to pay for road construction?They also plan to make a fortune in road construction, and ask the government for a large amount of land compensation!

The most reliable is the third one, but still the same sentence, this road is not a highway, and there will be no return after it is repaired. Can the bank lend a large amount of money for such a project?Even if you borrow from the bank in the name of the government, what if the government does not allocate funds?Who will fill the hole in the bank?

"Hey! Although Zhao Changqiang is aggressive, he is still too young after all, and he is too optimistic about the problem!" Duan Guanghui carefully analyzed Zhao Changqiang's method of raising funds in his heart, and couldn't help thinking.

But he didn't say that, that would be too depressing to Zhao Changqiang's enthusiasm. After all, Zhao Changqiang's idea of ​​building roads is still very good. How many village cadres really want to give the villagers something practical these days?

Duan Guanghui thought for a while, and then said to Zhao Changqiang: "Little Zhao, in your opinion, how much money can we raise from successful people in society?"

He wanted his words to serve as a catalyst for Zhao Changqiang to understand that his first fundraising channel was actually very naive.

Duan Guanghui said while picking up the wine glass to have a sip, to give Zhao Changqiang some time to think.Unexpectedly, Zhao Changqiang said without thinking: "Although I don't know how much money can be raised from other people, there is one person who has promised to contribute 6000 million to repair our road!"

"Pfft! Cough-cough-cough!"

Duan Guanghui turned his head and sprayed out all the wine he had just drunk into his mouth, coughing repeatedly from choking.It took a long time to recover, and he couldn't wait to say to Zhao Changqiang: "What? What are you talking about? Someone is willing to pay 6000 million? My God, who is this person?"

The others also looked at Zhao Changqiang with bright eyes, no one thought that Zhao Changqiang would know such a wealthy local tyrant friend.On the side, Yang Meili didn't speak, she vaguely guessed who Zhao Changqiang was talking about.

Sure enough, next, Yang Meili heard Zhao Changqiang say the name that she hated.

I only heard Zhao Changqiang say: "His name is Chen Xiaodao."

Duan Guanghui was taken aback, and murmured: "Chen Xiaodao? This name seems familiar."

"Xiao Qiang, are you talking about Chen Xiaodao, the most wanted criminal in the country?" Zhao Tianxiong, the village party secretary who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.He has nothing to do all day long, and he just likes to watch the news.He had seen the news that Chen Xiaodao was wanted.And he once suspected that the grave watcher of Zhaozhuang Cemetery was Chen Xiaodao.

But after chatting with the cemetery a few times, he found that he could write well with a lot of knowledge, and he was a lame man, not like on TV at all. Only then did he dispel his doubts, thinking that it was just a girl who looked very similar to Chen Xiaodao. like people.In his mind, a person like Chen Xiaodao is a rough nouveau riche with no cultural connotation at all, and he is definitely not like a grave watcher.

Hearing what Zhao Tianxiong said, Duan Guanghui also remembered who Chen Xiaodao was, so he looked at Zhao Changqiang suspiciously, but he was a little worried. If Zhao Changqiang had anything to do with the wanted criminal, it would not be a good thing!