Goldfinger is a bit strange

When Liu Qingshan and Captain Zhang rushed back to the village headquarters, they saw two cars parked in the courtyard.

One jeep belongs to the county, and the other is a brand-new Crown. It is also one of the top luxury cars currently seen in the country, with a value of over one hundred thousand.

In this era of 100,000 yuan, a car can buy 10,000 yuan for a household, which would definitely scare someone to death.

Entering the room, I saw the old party secretary sitting here with a sullen face to accompany the guests. When I saw Captain Zhang and Liu Qingshan come in, the old party secretary nodded to them:

"I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll leave this to you."

He must be feeling uncomfortable, because Zhang Ganzi is his nephew, so Zhang Ganzi's grandfather is the father of the old party secretary.

If the old party secretary hadn't been enlightened, he might have gone home and brought home guns and cannons.

"Grandpa, Party Secretary, you should go home and rest first. We are here."

Liu Qingshan supported the old party secretary and sent him out. When he went out, he said softly: "Don't worry, we must not let them take advantage of Jiapigou. We may have to kill them severely."

The old party secretary patted Liu Qingshan's arm gently: "Qingshan, this matter involves our entire county's export earnings, and the overall situation is the most important thing."

Watching the slightly hunched back of the old branch secretary go away, Liu Qingshan's mood was a little complicated.

After returning to the house, Liu Qingshan greeted Zheng Hongqi, who had accompanied him, and Director Zhou from the Commerce Bureau.

In addition to the relevant leaders of the county, there is also a leader named Hu from the Regional Commercial Bureau of Bishui County.

Finally, Liu Qingshan's eyes fell on those Japanese businessmen.

One of them is a middle-aged man, not tall, wearing a meticulous suit, with a serious face, single eyelids and small eyes. When he looks at people, his gaze is a bit aggressive.

Next to this middle-aged man, stood a woman in professional attire, who looked to be less than thirty years old, with a thick layer of white powder on her face. She was probably a secretary or assistant.

There was also a young woman who was mumbling something to Yang Hongying, looking like they were having a good time.

Apparently, this should be the overseas student from the island nation whom Yang Hongying met.

There were only a few benches at the team headquarters, so there was a man in his thirties standing next to him, who looked like he was a translator.

Seeing Liu Qingshan, Yang Hongying stood up with a smile and introduced: "Sanfeng'er, this is my good friend in college, Ms. Fujita Yoshimi."

After saying that, he turned to the sweet-looking woman next to him: "Jiamei, this is my brother."

It seems that this girl Fujita Yoshimi should be good at Mandarin, because Yang Hongying speaks Chinese.

Although she is half a head shorter than Yang Hongying, she talks and smiles, her clothes are more luxurious, and she has more feminine charm.

Fujita Yoshimi looked at Liu Qingshan with interest, bowed, said hello, and chattered and laughed with Yang Hongying.

With her melodious voice, bright smile, joy and confidence, fashion and independence, she immediately became the focus of people's attention.

At this point, it is very different from the current domestic women. In the 1980s, most women in the country were conservative and reserved.

Seeing the two girls fighting, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but rub his nose. Judging from Fujita Yoshimi's expression, he was probably teasing her, otherwise Yang Hongying wouldn't pretend to pinch her.

It was Zheng Hongqi who was the first to look away from the two beautiful women and continued to introduce Liu Qingshan:

"Aoyama, this is Mr. Fujita Shoichi, the representative of Marubeni Corporation. This time he came to our Bishui County to inspect the wild vegetable resources. Provinces, cities and counties attach great importance to it."

He could feel that after arriving at Jiapigou, the atmosphere was a bit strange, and the villagers seemed to have some resistance, which was not conducive to the work.

Liu Qingshan nodded to express his understanding, then smiled and extended his hand: "Mr. Fujita, welcome to our place as a guest."

Fujita Shoichi also stood up and shook hands with a strict attitude. It was obvious that this guy was not an easy person to talk to.

In the simple office of the village department, the two parties had an awkward chat for a while with the help of the translator Yang, and the atmosphere was not very harmonious.

On the contrary, Yang Hongying and Fujita Yoshimi were chatting enthusiastically.

Seeing that it was getting late and it was almost time for dinner, Liu Qingshan stood up:

"Miss Jiamei is a good friend of my old sister, so she will definitely be a guest at home. We have also prepared a simple family dinner."

At this time, the regional leader Hu suddenly said: "Isn't this bad? Will it neglect the guests?"

Leader Hu is in his forties and speaks with a strong official accent.

Director Zhou also quickly whispered to Liu Qingshan: "Why don't we go back to the county for dinner?"

What he was worried about was that poor hospitality would cause unnecessary trouble to Liu Qingshan and Jiapigou.

After all, diplomacy is no small matter. If something goes wrong here and the foreign businessman leaves with a slap on the wrist, he, the director in charge of business, will probably be reprimanded.

Liu Qingshan smiled at him: "Director Zhou, the family dinner is all about talking about friendship."

Director Zhou suddenly realized it and secretly praised Liu Qingshan for being smart. Since it was a family banquet, even if there was any neglect, it would be difficult for the guests to find fault, right?

Director Zhou then explained a few words in a low voice to Leader Hu, and Leader Hu reluctantly nodded.

Worried about the lack of materials at Liu Qingshan's house, Director Zhou murmured to Liu Qingshan for a while, and quickly sent a driver to drive a jeep back to the county to urgently deliver some food materials.

So, a large group of people left the village headquarters and slowly walked to Liu Qingshan's grandfather's house. After all, Yang Hongying lived here.

The village has dirt roads and most of the thatched houses are dilapidated, but the two Japanese businessmen still looked at it with great interest.

Miss Jiamei even took off the camera around her neck and asked Yang Hongying to take photos for her.

In the background are wicker fences that have just sprouted, and old houses that are rickety and full of vicissitudes of life.

This also made the accompanying officials feel hot on their faces: Is it appropriate to expose such a poor side to foreign businessmen?

Liu Qingshan took it calmly: it was precisely because of the current poverty and backwardness that this ancient nation burst out with strong motivation, and then left behind all the countries that once needed to look up to.

Therefore, being behind is not terrible. What is terrible is that we do not even have the determination to change our backwardness.

As I walked, I came to the front of Zhang Dashuai's home. Here was a circle of walls, stacked one on top of another, about one and a half meters high.

On the top of the wall, there is a big rooster, pacing around.

Fujita Yoshimi cheered, apparently wanting to take pictures here.

Even Fujita Shoichi suddenly became interested. He held his hand on the wall and asked the accompanying female secretary to take a few photos.

Then he kept mumbling and talked to the translator for a while.

Translator Yang nodded, and finally relayed: "Mr. Fujita said that he was very interested in this kind of ancient mud wall. He thought it had a strong primitive atmosphere, so he asked if he could transport a batch back and build one like this. Wall?"

After hearing what he said, everyone led by Leader Hu looked at each other in confusion: Is the taste of this foreign businessman really unique?

I can't figure it out, I don't understand it. I guess rich people like this kind of tone.

But now that foreign businessmen have opened their mouths and are asking for such worthless things, Leader Hu directly makes the decision: "Of course, no problem, you can transport as much as you want!"

After the translator finished explaining to Shoichi Fujita, Mr. Fujita's sullen face showed a smile for the first time, and he said through the translator:

"This is my personal request and has nothing to do with this inspection, so I will still pay some fees personally."

Leader Hu waved his hand: "It's just some useless wasteland, how can we collect money? There is absolutely no reason for this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a harsh cough coming from the side, and then a voice suddenly sounded:

"What a bastard, you just came to my door to pick up some bargains!"

Looking around, they saw a group of villagers carrying spades and pickaxes. The leader was a small man without a hat, showing a shiny bald head.

At this moment, the big bald head was looking at them fiercely.

"Commander, please be polite."

Captain Zhang shouted.

Leader Hu was also very dissatisfied. He glanced at the villagers and complained: "Foreign businessmen have come all the way to support our country's construction. We must raise our awareness."

People are afraid of officials. This is a common trend nowadays, but Zhang Dashuai has too much gangsterism in him and cannot be measured by common sense.

He walked up to Shoichi Fujita in a few steps and raised his hand to point at the other person's nose.

Not to mention, Dashuai Zhang is short in stature, and Fujita is not tall either. For the first time, Dashuai Zhang feels a little condescending:

"You're a bitch, you're bullying us for being uneducated, right? Let me tell you, this is peat soil, which is only found in boreal swamps. It takes hundreds of years to accumulate it so thickly, it's so valuable!"

His index finger and middle finger made gestures, leaving only a small gap.

What kind of soil is peat soil?

The officials present heard this term for the first time and were all stunned for a moment.

Of course, Translator Yang couldn't translate it directly, otherwise Zhang Dashuai's curse words might cause diplomatic disputes.

After listening to the translation, Fujita Shoichi couldn't help but narrow his eyes and carefully looked at the man in front of him gesturing with him:

The clothes are shabby and patched, and the shoes and pants are stained with mud. No matter how you look at them, they have authentic mud legs.

But how could Mudlegs know about such a rare thing as peat soil?

So he bowed deeply to Marshal Zhang: "Please forgive my ignorance. I didn't know it was such a precious natural resource. I was presumptuous. I'm extremely sorry. I'm extremely sorry."

Even Miss Yoshimi Fujita looked at her uncle blankly.

She really didn't mean to do it just now, she just felt novel seeing such primitive scenery.

She didn't expect that her uncle had ulterior motives and was exposed by others. She felt so embarrassed.

After listening to the translation, Dashuai Zhang was also happy and wiped his bald head vigorously with his hand:

"Haha, actually I only learned what peat soil is today. It was Qingshan who told us. Otherwise, you might really have taken advantage of me."

Everyone's eyes were directed at Liu Qingshan.

The leaders, in particular, all felt a little hot-tempered: had this young man not been so knowledgeable, they would have almost done stupid things that harmed the interests of the country.

They all felt like a mirror in their hearts: That Fujita Shoichi was not ignorant, he was clearly looking for an advantage.

They are the ones who are truly ignorant!

Zheng Hongqi nodded towards Liu Qingshan. The relationship between him and Liu Qingshan was extraordinary, so he didn't need too many words to express his gratitude.

As for Leader Hu, his face was very exciting. It turned red and white for a while, and finally made up his mind, blushed, and stretched out his hand to Liu Qingshan:

"Comrade Xiao Liu, thank you!"

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky is gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone has splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink has soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds are stacked and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim blood rain.

The broken walls and ruins in the city are withered, and collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that used to be bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remain, which are indistinguishable and shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fur had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking at the mottled stones in front of them alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, attacked his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture is gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog, and occasionally vigilantly observing the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, it will instantly take off at the slightest movement.

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