Golden Fishing Village

Dai Zongxi readily agreed to Ao Muyang's request, because in his impression, he did not ask his staff to do so.

With his promise, Ao Muyang immediately gained courage.

The seminar lasted for two days and ended in the afternoon of the second day.

As soon as the meeting ended, Ao Muyang took a group photo, then he left the hotel and went straight to the wharf market.

He called the villagers in advance and asked them to prepare seafood, electronic scales and other shelf tools. If they got the stall today, they would open the business today.

This stall is very important to each fishing village. It is actually an important asset of the village. Every household in the village will sell high-quality seafood through the stall, and then pay a certain amount of agency fee to the village committee in proportion, just like paying taxes.

The market is next to the wharf, and fresh catches can be delivered as soon as possible every day.

Taking advantage of the fact that the market management office was not closed, Ao Muyang rushed there directly.

Seeing him come in, someone in the office asked, "Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"

Ao Muyang showed him his ID and said, "I am the new village chief of Longtou Village. We had a stall in our village that was taken back by you. I want to take it back."

The staff member smiled and said, "Sorry, sir, the market stalls are very tight now, and there are no vacant stalls to rent..."

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "I am not here to rent a stall, I am here to take our stall back."

He knew very well that there was no need to be polite and civilized when doing work at the grassroots level. Take the market as an example. This has always been a place where people make trouble and do not make sense. Whoever can make trouble will benefit.

The staff member was very good at dealing with this kind of thing. He said, "Sorry, sir, I didn't know that there were stalls belonging to your village in the market. The stalls here are all owned by the state."

Ao Muyang said, "Yes, they belong to the state, but the state set up such a market to help our fishermen get rich and to facilitate the citizens."

The staff member wanted to play Tai Chi, and Ao Muyang said first, "It's useless to fool me. Which village doesn't know the situation of the market? There were documents about the ownership of stalls in the past. Each coastal fishing village had one stall and did not need to pay stall management fees. Now that the leader has come to power, the previous documents have no legal effect?"

At this time, the staff member was a little difficult to deal with, so he brought up the leader: "Please wait, I really don't know about this matter. Let me talk to our director."

Soon, a middle-aged man from the small office next door came over.

He frowned slightly, his face full of majesty, and said: "What's going on?"

Ao Muyang told the story again, and the director said: "Oh, I know about this. At that time, your village sold fake goods, and the stalls were revoked by us."

"Who gave you the power?" Ao Muyang asked sternly, "You only have the authority to manage and maintain the stalls in this market, not the power to punish, right?"

He knew very well that he had to be a troublemaker at this time. As long as he showed a little weakness or kindness, the other party would take advantage of the situation to suppress him.

The director pushed the responsibility out: "This is a notice issued to us by our superiors. We are just executors. If you have any opinions..."

"Of course I have opinions," Ao Muyang said, "Which level of superiors are you talking about? I attended a seminar jointly led by the municipal government and the Fisheries Bureau yesterday. At that time, I asked Director Dai of the Fisheries Bureau and Deputy Director He of your Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and they all said that there was no such thing."

The director's brows wrinkled even more. He thought Ao Muyang was fooling him, so he said coldly: "This matter is empty and unfounded. Do you have any documents?"

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "You revoked our The stalls in the village, do you have any documents here? Come on, take out the documents given to you by your superiors and let me see them. "

The director glared at him and said, "I warn you, don't mess around, can we show our internal documents to anyone casually?"

Ao Muyang took out his mobile phone and showed the man a private photo of himself and several leaders. After reading it, he opened the address book and showed the phone number inside: "Leader, you don't have to delay this matter. It must be resolved today. If you continue to fool me with unfounded charges, then I can only call the big leaders above."

Seeing the photo, the director had a little murmur in his heart.

He didn't know the phone number that Ao Muyang showed later. He was just the director of the market management office. How could he be related to the boss of the Fisheries Bureau and the Seven Warlords of the Industry and Commerce Bureau?

He guessed that these calls were fake, and that the country bumpkin in front of him was fooling him, but what if it was true? What if the other party really called?

He didn't dare to take this risk. Once it was true, once the big leaders heard his name in an ignominious incident, it would be terrible!

After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he had to change his response method: "Village Chief Ao, listen to me, we deprived your village of the right to rent the stall because your stall sold fake goods illegally, is that okay?"

Ao Muyang nodded: "Yes, there is no problem with this. I admit that I will be beaten for making mistakes, but you can't beat us to death because we made mistakes, right? You can't deny us this stall forever, right?"

The director spread his hands and said: "We don't want to deny you forever, but there is no stall to give you. Now everyone has their own position. They didn't make any mistakes, so we can't take back the right to use the stall."

He pushed the responsibility away again, pushing it to other stall owners.

Ao Muyang laughed: "What if they also sold fake goods?"

The director said: "If you can find someone who does this, I will tell you now that we will definitely take back the right to use the stall to punish them."

Ao Muyang nodded: "Okay, this leader, why don't you go to the market with us?"

He brought Ao Daguo, Ao Qianxin and Ao Zhibing, who are all aquatic experts in the village, especially the old man Ao Zhibing, who is engaged in fishing and breeding. He has been in contact with seafood for more than half a century and can be said to have a pair of sharp eyes.

When he arrived at the market, Ao Muyang went straight to a stall in Wangjia Village.

Most villages have only one stall in the market, because the stalls here are too valuable. When the market opened, each village was allocated a stall, without bias.

Wangjia Village has three or four stalls here, one of which belongs to Longtou Village. In the past, when the stalls were allocated, they were also based on the location of the village. The stalls in Longtou Village and Wangjia Village were neighbors.

Obviously, the stalls of Longtou Village were taken back by the Joint Market Management Office of Wangjia Village, and then Wangjia Village took them into its own hands.

The reason why Ao Muyang treated the staff in the office so toughly was that he knew the trick of this matter. He had the confidence to face these managers because he believed that the other party's butts were not clean!