The song god who was delayed by film and television

Chapter 171 All losses, so embarrassing
"Dad, where's the toolbox at home?"

"Toolbox, let me think about it. I lent it to Guanghui a while ago. It was Zhizai's family who played with you when I was young."

"Okay, I'll go and ask them."

Not too far.

Su Ziyu walked according to the memory of the original body. The road was rough, the bricks and stones were scattered, and there were earthworms in it when dug up. When I was a child, I often caught them as bait and went fishing in the river. It was very similar to the countryside in the 21s.

"Zhizai?"

"Little fish, when did you come back?"

"Just got back, my dad's toolbox?"

"I went to return it to your house a few days ago. There is no one in your house. I heard that your father is in the hospital. Is he okay?"

"Healed, where are you going with all your armor?"

"The ancestral hall, his grandma's, Er Shuanzi, I still have an impression. He stole [-] yuan from our village to build roads. He lost all his gambling. Now the village chief locks him in the ancestral hall. What the hell? They beat him to death in the past, they used to steal chickens and ducks, and now they even dare to steal money for road construction.”

Su Ziyu also followed. Many people in the ancestral hall were full of anger: "Village Chief, I dare not, I know I was wrong."

"Village chief, let me kill him."

Er Shuanzi has been beaten and bled in many places. He is dying. He was found stealing money. People must not do it, and when they are sent to the prison, they will be locked up for as many years as they should."

The head of Biandu Village is very sensible, otherwise he would not have been elected as the head of the village: "Now the subsidy and paving funds approved by the county have already arrived in the village, but this scum knocked on the window and stole [-] in cash. There are also people here. It was my fault, so I can only initiate fundraising again, and you can donate as much as you are willing to donate, and if it is not enough, I will make up for it with a loan."

"I'll bring Er Shuanzi to the bureau first." The village chief said, "You have already donated, and you can donate as much as you want."

Every sum is registered by the village party secretary. There are more than 100 households in Biandu Village. It is a small village. Every household’s income from farming is not very high. The average monthly income is 1000-2000. This is why many young people Instead of staying in the village, he went out to work.

10, 50.100, as many as 200, but 200 is very little, and there is a big distance from the gap of 50000. For the village, 50000 is a huge sum of money: "Zhizai donated 100."

"Xiaoyu, let's go. If the village chief didn't stop him, he would have to be killed."

"How can I donate without cash? Is it possible to pay on Weibo?"

"Xiaoyu, what do you donate, you don't need to donate."

The village party secretary is well aware of the difficulties of the Su Mu family. He was injured by a wild boar and was admitted to the hospital some time ago. As for Su Ziyu, the son of the Su Mu family, he certainly knows him: "It's good to go back and take good care of your father. I have a heart."

"It's more or less my heart, let me donate some."

"Okay, okay, send him the micro-receipt, and just send ten yuan over."

"How many meters wide is the paved road?"

Sometimes the country roads are so narrow that they can only accommodate one car, and Su Ziyu noticed this problem when he drove over.

"The width of the road is two and a half meters."

"Two and a half meters is not enough to drive a car, so you can't drive to the fields. How much money does it cost to pave a 4-meter-wide road?"

Zhizai said: "Xiaoyu, what are you thinking? The village chief said that the county only gave us a subsidy of 10 yuan. It would be great if we could raise 15 shops and a pair of two-and-a-half meters."

"I will transfer 50 yuan to the village to pave a 4-meter-wide road."

"Little fish, are you awake?"

Zhizai almost didn't laugh, but he couldn't do it the next moment. The down payment from the village party secretary was reported to be 50 yuan, including all the surrounding villagers who looked at Su Ziyu with dull eyes: Just pave the road in the village, if it is not enough, you can tell my father and ask him to call me."

"Village Party Secretary, 50, really 50."

The bookkeeper trembled, where had he seen so much money: "Xiaoyu, you, you, where did you get so much money, do you really want to donate 50?"

"Donate, Zhizai, take the toolbox, I have to go back and install something."

"Let's go."

Zhizai was stunned as he walked: "Xiaoyu, have you gotten rich?"

"It's okay, I made a little money."

the other side.

The village head brought Er Shuanzi to the county with a few village officials. As soon as he left the village, he received a call from the village party secretary: "Village head, come back quickly. The son of Su Mu's family donated 50 yuan to the village."

"How many?"

The village chief thought he had heard it wrong.

"50."

"Are you kidding me, 50?"

"It's really 50, and it's on the account in the village."

"Wait, I'll be right back."

The village head glanced at Er Shuanzi: "Take him back first."

Soon the village chief rushed back to the ancestral hall: "The village chief is back."

"Su Mu's family donated 50?"

"Village chief, look, this data can't be fake, right?"

"It's really 50 yuan. Let's go to Su Mu's house and ask what's going on." After receiving 50 yuan in donations at once, there were mixed feelings, and soon the whole village came to Su Mu's house.

"Car, Su Mu's family actually bought a car."

Su Mu was also surprised when he saw someone from the village: "Village chief, who are you?"

"Su Mu's family, Xiaoyu donated 50 yuan to the village. Is your family rich?"

"Little fish."

"what happened?"

Su Ziyu had just installed the electric blanket and was sweating all over: "Why are you here?"

"Xiaoyu, there is no problem with the money, do you really want to donate 50 to the village?" It's not 50, 500, 5000, it's 50.

"Isn't the village going to raise funds for paving roads? To get rich, build roads first. I suggest paving a road with a width of 4 meters."

"This is no problem, this money?"

"Don't worry, the money is clean. I started a company outside and made some money."

"Su Mu, you raised a good son."

"Your son is out."

All of a sudden, the entire Biandu Village knew that the Su Mu family's son was promising, opened a company outside, and donated 50 yuan to the village for paving the road. The most important thing was that the Su Mu family boy was still single.

Su Ziyu is here, I will go back that night.

Back in Zhejiang City, Su Ziyu slept for 10 hours, and Long Shihan was also very confused. She seemed to have an unreliable boss.

"Morning, Vice President."

"Okay, I disappeared for two days as soon as I was invited in."

"How can it be called missing? You see, a company as big as mine is entrusted to you to manage. It is conceivable that this is called trusting you. What do you think?"

"Okay, let's pass the test."

Long Shihan frightened and patted the document on the desktop, which was the venture capital plan that Su Ziyu signed with various TV stations: "Are you giving it away for free? You don't sell secondary broadcasting rights, so you have so many venture capital plans."

"What's wrong with this?"

"Look at the ratings of each TV station yourself."

"No way, are you sure none of them exceed 5%?"

Su Ziyu was a little dazed, shouldn't he?

"I don't know how you know that the ratings will explode in the first round, but you have invested in so many TV stations, you have scattered the ratings, and Shanghai TV Station is broadcasting with local TV stations, who do the audience want to watch? of?"

"Originally there wasn't much traffic for the second broadcast, but you still keep it like this."

"Uh uh uh."

Su Ziyu was speechless by Long Shihan's words. Indeed, Su Ziyu thought that according to Lavender's ratings, breaking 5 was a matter of minutes. He never thought about dividing the traffic evenly. I invested in multiple VCs and lost all of them, which is embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)