Golden Fishing Village

Today's China is no longer an era when people's wisdom is undeveloped.

The villagers were all crazy. When they heard that Fuhai Group wanted to invest 20 million to build a factory in the village, they immediately lost interest.

After Ao Wenchang finished speaking, the group started discussing:

"Twenty million? How much money does this have? This is still the money to build a factory. How much can we use for the land acquisition? Ten million?"

"Is 10 million good? There are so many households in the village who get one cent. How much can one household get? One hundred thousand yuan?"

"That won't work. Fuhai Group is a big garbage dump. It will pollute wherever it goes. If it comes, we can only buy houses in the city. This place is considered useless."

"What the heck do you want to buy for 100,000 yuan? A Hongyang house costs at least 10,000 yuan per square meter, and a toilet of 10 square meters?"

"What are you talking about? Just go and count the balls. I'm going back. I'll suffer the consequences if I don't talk about it here."

"I'm going back too, thinking it's a good thing. Oh, coming here is a waste of time. If you have the time, why not go play cards, walk around, and play cards!"

The villagers analyzed the pros and cons of this matter by themselves without anyone taking the lead.

Ao Zhiyi was anxious. He originally thought that Fuhai Group's investment in building a factory would add a lot of glory to his career, but he never expected that the villagers would not buy it at all, and no one would appreciate it.

It was already March, and the village committee was about to change in April. He felt that his position as village chief was in jeopardy, and he wanted to gain some popularity with this business investment.

Seeing that the villagers were really about to leave, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't leave yet. The 20 million is their first-phase investment. There will be other investments later."

Ao Qianlai shouted: "Don't talk about the first and second phases, village chief, just tell me if my family can get one million."

Ao Zhiyi was so angry that his head hurt at these words: "One million, Dongzi, why don't you go rob the bank?"

Ao Qianlai shook his head quickly: "That won't work. It's illegal to rob a bank, but it's legal to split money for demolition. I saw on TV that demolition costs at least one million per house."

Ao Zhiyi's head was about to explode. He shouted: "Who said our village is going to be demolished? Land acquisition, this is land acquisition!"

"Can I get one million for land acquisition?"

"cannot!"

"I can't even afford one million, so I'm still trying to do real estate like others." Ao Qianlai said contemptuously, "Let's go home and pack up the fishing nets."

Ao Zhi was so loyal that he didn't know what to say: "Who said we are going to engage in real estate? They are investing in building factories! Forget it, if I don't tell you, why am I arguing with a fool?"

The next words made Ao Qianlai angry: "Village chief, what did you say? Are you calling me a fool?"

Ao Zhiyi was very angry now. He shouted: "Why are you scolding you? You can still hit me?"

Ao Qianlai said: "I won't beat you, I won't give you any votes, and I won't give you two votes for our family in future elections!"

Ao Zhiyi was silent. He sadly found that he was stuck by a fool...

Ao Muyang stood up and waved his hands: "Okay, everyone, let's go back. What's going on here? Fuhai Group can't give us much money, and it still wants to expropriate our land? Are we fishermen treating us like old hats?"

Ao Zhiyi said hoarsely: "Everyone, please take a long-term view and don't be so short-sighted. Other villages want to attract investment but no one has invested. Someone in our village has invested, why don't we welcome it?"

Ao Fugui said: "What's the use of this investment? We can't get a lot of money, but he just brings in a factory to cause pollution. We are really stupid to welcome it!"

Ao Zhiyi said: "I said, don't be so short-sighted, right? When the factory comes in, it will need workers, right? Where will the workers be recruited? Aren't they all recruited from our village? By then we will all become workers!" "

"So what if I become a worker? A salary of two thousand or three thousand yuan a month? What's the use of this? Besides, who will work as a worker for Fuhai? The workshop is so polluted. If you go in vertically and come out horizontally, go to hell with you. Go, I won’t go anyway!”

After Ao Mudong finished speaking, he shook off the clothes on his body and walked away swaggeringly.

Ao Zhiyi wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth for a long time, and finally nothing came out.

I'm short of words!

Seeing the villagers crowded together chatting and laughing and leaving, no one cared about him as the village chief, Ao Zhiyi slowly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

Times have changed, this is no longer the era when he was all-powerful!

After the villagers left, he returned to the village committee office with a loudspeaker and sat down on the Taishi chair. He looked around. Every table, every chair, every stroke of paper was so familiar. This was his throne!

Returning to his seat in the village chief's office, the sadness in Ao Zhiyi's heart gradually dissipated, and a sense of ambition regrouped. He was unwilling to just delegate power. He had been the village chief for more than thirty years, and this position was unmatched. You can't give it up so easily!

He must fight again, he told himself.

Seeing Ao Zhiyi sitting alone in the dark office, Jiang Xiaoyu showed sympathy on her face outside. She said to Ao Muyang: "Brother Xiaoyang, the village chief is a bit pitiful."

Ao Muyang said: "Really? Poor people must be hateful."

Jiang Xiaoyu laughed and said: "Yes, what he did today is really annoying. What the hell, how can it be good to cooperate with a wolf like Fuhai Group?"

Ao Muyang said: "This kind of thing can't happen. You all know that Fuhai Group is a wolf. It eats people without spitting out the bones. How can other people in the village not know? There are no fools in our village. Okay, sister-in-law, it's late, let's go home Go to sleep."

There were not many people at the entrance of the village committee. He said hello and walked a few steps. Suddenly, he found that the general who came with him was gone.

After all this trouble, it was really late at night. He wanted to go home and locked the door, so he shouted at the top of his voice: "General, General? Go home. If you don't come back, you will spend the night outside tonight!"

He shouted a few times, and the golden figure of the general rushed out from the alley in the north. After it was thrown out, it did not go home with Ao Muyang obediently, but jumped there and barked: "Woof woof woof!"

Seeing it jumping and barking, Ao Muyang felt something was wrong, so he walked over quickly and said: "What's wrong?"

He walked back, and the general ran away.

Ao Muyang knew something must be wrong, so he shouted to the few people left in front of the village committee: "It seems something is wrong, everyone follow the general to take a look."

The group chased and chased all the way to the foot of the mountain behind the village. The general ran all the way there, stretched his neck and continued to roar: "Woof woof woof!"

Ao Muyang took two steps at a time and walked over. He was shocked by the moonlight: there was a person lying in the messy bushes!

There were not many people in the village, and they could recognize him by looking at his back. Ao Fugui, who came with Ao Muyang, shouted at a glance: "Afu? Isn't this Afu? What is he doing lying here?"

The boy lying on the ground was tall and thin, wearing a dirty school uniform. It was Ao Zhiman's grandson Ao Jinfu.