Goldfinger is a bit strange

Qingshan Commune basically runs east-west along the highway, and the main units are scattered on both sides of the highway.

The eastern end is the purchasing station for purchasing chickens, ducks, geese and pigs. After the purchasing station is a wasteland, which is now overgrown with weeds and can't be seen to the edge.

The director of management pointed towards the south and north roads and said: "This place is spacious enough, and it is more convenient to use electricity and water. You can all connect it."

Nowadays, land is the least valuable. Let alone their small commune, even land in the capital is so cheap that newcomers cannot believe it.

He Jiakang looked at the open space on both sides of the road and nodded with satisfaction, but he still turned around to ask Chu Yunling for her opinion: "Xiaoling, what do you think?"

"You are the manager of the company, so of course you make the decision."

Chu Yunling cared about He Jiakang very much, so she took good care of his face in front of outsiders, which was very rare given her family background and background.

He Jiakang also looked happy. He was a person who was good at observing people's emotions. He had just noticed that Chu Yunling's eyes were more on the north side of the road.

So he smiled and said: "Then let's choose the open space in the north. If we sit north and face south, business will definitely be prosperous."

Sure enough, a smile appeared on Chu Yunling's pretty face.

Director Guan was an old-fashioned man who couldn't stand the flirting of young people, so he asked stiffly: "That twenty acres of land should be enough."

He Jiakang calculated in his mind: Twenty acres of land, more than 10,000 square meters, would be enough to build a wild vegetable factory.

So he nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, Director Guan. Let's invite Secretary Sun to get together tonight. Director Guan must give you face and let me give you a toast."

The director rolled his eyes and said, "I'm allergic to alcohol, so I won't go."

After speaking, he turned to Liu Qingshan again, his tone remained unchanged: "Where are you Jiapigou? Are you planning to choose a land somewhere? The open space to the west of the commune is also good."

Although his tone was still cold, Liu Qingshan could still hear some concern.

So he nodded towards this upright little old man, then stretched out his hand and pointed to Lu Nan: "Let's choose this place."

Director Guan couldn't help but stare blankly: One is from the south, the other is from the north. This is really the opposite of Taiwanese opera.

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A big news came out of Qingshan Commune recently: Two wild vegetable processing plants will be built to the east of the commune.

Many people took a walk here after dinner and found a large rectangular square with white ash scattered from the south to the north.

And there are new changes every day, mainly on the north side of the road, where large and small vehicles are starting to bring in various building materials every day.

Soon, a construction team from the county's No. 1 Construction Company also officially moved in. The machines roared and construction began.

In contrast, Daonan's side seems relatively deserted, and there is no sign of construction yet.

The idle people began to point and discuss:

"I heard that this factory in the north was built by a big company from the capital. It must be great!"

These days, the capital is definitely a big sign with gold letters.

"The one on the south side doesn't look good at first glance. I heard it's from the Jiapigou Brigade."

"A capital city and a small mountain village. Isn't this too big a gap?"

"That's right, I doubt whether the factory in Jiapigou can be built."

Amid the commotion, there are also people with quick thinking who have begun to dig holes in the door and use the back door to gain connections.

There is only one purpose: to send the children at home to work in the wild vegetable factory.

I don’t know who made the news: If you work well in this wild vegetable factory, you can be transferred directly to the capital.

As soon as this news spread, the entire Qingshan Commune almost went crazy:

That's the capital. If I can go there once in my life, I'll be satisfied. If I can be transferred to work in the capital, there will definitely be smoke coming out of the ancestral graves!

Just when the whole commune was boiling, Liu Qingshan was also busy: running to the county's construction team, running to the brick factory, and running to the building materials market. His legs were almost thin from running.

These days, all state-owned units are owned by uncles. If Liu Qingshan hadn't held the approval slip from Deputy County Magistrate Zheng Hongqi, he probably wouldn't even be able to get through the gates of these units.

And even if there is an approval slip, it's not easy to use. Everyone has a plan. There has to be a first-come, first-served basis, so just wait in line slowly.

Even if Liu Qingshan holds banknotes in his hands, he still can't use them.

Things are difficult to do and his face is ugly, but Liu Qingshan can still endure these things. The key is that he has to run all the factory building matters alone.

This also made him deeply feel that the Jiapigou Cooperative is really short of talents and lacks those who are responsible for their own work.

Talent training requires cycles, and there is no rush to do this. Young people like Da Tou and Er Biaozi are still valuable in training, but it just takes time.

As for recruiting talents, Liu Qingshan didn't even think about it.

Someone's iron rice bowl is being taken care of well. If you run over and try to destroy his or her job, would it be weird if I don't fight with you?

The inherent ideological concepts cannot be broken by Liu Qingshan alone.

The most likely possibility is that his head will be broken first.

Not only Liu Qingshan is worried, but the villagers are also worried: it is best to build the wild vegetable factory by the end of July, just in time to start processing mountain products such as mushrooms and fungus.

If you wait until winter to complete the construction, the day lilies will be cold.

Especially when they saw that the factory over He Jiakang was under construction in full swing, the old party secretary and Captain Zhang couldn't sit still.

That night, after Liu Qingshan returned empty-handed again, everyone got together and had a meeting.

The old party secretary kept clicking his small pipe: "Qingshan, are we going the wrong way? I heard that backdoors are popular nowadays. Why don't you give some eggs, duck eggs, etc. to those scheming people?"

"Grandpa, Secretary of the Party Committee, I have given away more than ten cigarettes."

Liu Qingshan was also very depressed. He thought he had some influence in the county and had his own network of connections up and down, but looking at it now, this network was still too small.

Captain Zhang was so angry that he slapped the table: "These bastards just collected their cigarettes and did nothing. I will talk to them tomorrow!"

The old party secretary was so frightened that he quickly stopped him: "Don't make trouble and offend others. We will be the ones who suffer the consequences in the end."

Everyone nodded vigorously, and then they all hung their heads and smoked.

"Tell me, is there someone going to stumble us behind our backs?"

The uncle boss was silent for a while and then suddenly spoke up. His mind was relatively lively, so he thought of this level first.

"It's He Jiakang, it must be that bitch He Jiakang!"

Captain Zhang jumped up and looked at his posture. He immediately wanted to fight for He Jiakang.

Liu Qingshan put together the experiences of the past few days and thought about it, and felt that this was really possible.

He had the approval from the county leaders and was somewhat famous in Bishui County, but he encountered obstacles everywhere, which was obviously abnormal.

The obstructionists are most likely competitors.

With the influence behind Chu Yunling, a little greeting, for a small county like Bishui County, is close to an imperial edict.

Liu Qingshan felt that it was time to reform. The rigid system must be changed, but the rigid ideas must be changed even more.

If, like in a few years, private companies spring up like mushrooms after a rain, then why bother begging grandpa and grandma everywhere?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard several muffled thuds in the team room. Everyone looked around and saw Grandpa Kidnapping, banging his cane hard.

"Grandpa Kidnapper, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Liu Qingshan stood up quickly, moved close to Grandpa Guaizi, and gently stroked his back.

Grandpa Guaizi had a solemn expression and raised one hand to indicate that he was fine. Then he carefully took out a squarely folded newspaper from his pocket and unfolded it layer by layer.

This newspaper was very familiar to everyone in the room, because it recorded the pride of the Jiapigou people.

Grandpa Guaizi spoke slowly, with a calm and firm tone:

"Qingshan, tomorrow I will drive grandpa to the county seat. We will take this newspaper and show it to the leaders of those units. Anyone who dares to stumble again will go against the central government. Whoever has the guts, I will risk it." Bones, let’s fight him!”

Looking at Grandpa Guaizi's thin body and the burning flames in his eyes, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt that his nose was a little sore.

He supported Grandpa Guaizi and nodded solemnly: "Grandpa Guaizi, I will accompany you to the battlefield tomorrow!"

"good!"

Grandpa Guaizi’s big hands, full of wrinkles and calluses, patted the back of Liu Qingshan’s hand.

After breakfast the next day, Liu Qingshan set off for the county seat again. In the car, besides Grandpa Guaizi, there was also the old party secretary.

Grandpa Guaizi was dressed in military uniform and had several medals on his chest.

Although these medals are quite old, they are still kept by him as if they were new.

The jeep drove smoothly into Bishui County. The first stop was to the No. 1 Construction Company, which is commonly known as "No. 1 Construction" by the residents of the county.

Correspondingly, there are second and third buildings in the county, but the scale is not as large as the first building.

The old man in the reception room at the door has been familiar with Liu Qingshan for a long time. These days, he often takes advantage of the opportunity to smoke, so when he saw Liu Qingshan, he greeted him warmly and let the three people in from the small door.

He also whispered to Liu Qingshan: "Manager Fang is in the office on the second floor."

While talking, they looked around cautiously. When they saw that no one was paying attention to them, they continued:

"Xiao Liu, there is something wrong with you. Think about it, have you offended someone?"

Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile and stuffed a pack of cigarettes into the other party's pocket: "Uncle, I know what's going on, so let's go up first."

The office I built was a beautiful two-story building. It was different from the red brick Soviet-style buildings nowadays. It had the appearance of a small western-style building. It was worthy of being an architect.

After helping the crutched grandpa up to the second floor, Liu Qingshan stood in front of the manager's office. Liu Qingshan reached out to knock on the door, but saw the mute grandpa lift his crutches and bang it directly against the door.

The door was not made of solid wood, but was surrounded by a wooden frame with fiberboard nailed in the middle. As a result, the tip of the cane poked a hole in the fiberboard and the door was opened.

A roar came from the room: "Who the hell is this? He's very brave. He knocked on your door, right? Believe it or not, I can call hundreds of workers here with just one phone call!"

"I am a veteran!"

Grandpa Guaizi entered the room first and saw a tall middle-aged man standing in front of the desk.

At this moment, he was looking at everyone with big eyes and angrily. This was Fang Hehai, the manager of First Construction.

Grandpa Guaizi's eyes were bright, without any dimness in his eyes, and his razor-sharp gaze struck Fang Hehai's face: wAp.

"If I were timid, I wouldn't dare to bayonet with the little Japanese, or practice aiming with the American Japanese!"

Fang Hehai was obviously taken aback and glanced down Liu Qingshan, roughly understanding the situation.

His expression immediately eased and became pleasant: "Old man, old war hero, calm down, you sit down first."

Seeing the military medal on the chest of the beggar grandfather, he knew that this was not someone he could afford to offend.

Because behind this kind of old man, there are usually more people who are not easy to offend.

"How dare I sit in front of you, a big manager."

The beggar grandfather snorted, then waved to Liu Qingshan behind him, and Liu Qingshan also walked quickly to the opposite side of Manager Fang:

"Manager Fang, the construction of our wild vegetable factory should be given priority. After all, if the autumn harvest season is over, the loss will be great."

Fang Hehai frowned: "Xiao Liu, I told you a few days ago that our construction team has been fully booked this year. It is the maximum that we can arrange for you to start construction in September."

Starting in September, it will be completed at the end of October. By then, there is no need to process any mountain products, and they will all be dried naturally on the mountain.

The sound of a cane hitting the ground rang out: "Send a construction team tomorrow to start construction!"

The tone of the beggar grandfather was unquestionable.

Fang Hehai had a toothache and took a breath: "Old man, I really can't send anyone."

"Then you can move the bricks yourself!"

The beggar grandfather knocked the ground again.

Even a clay man can be angry. Fang Hehai slammed the table: "You are making trouble unreasonably. Who gave you the right and courage to make trouble here!"

Liu Qingshan did not give in at all. He took out a newspaper and pointed to the two big words at the front of the newspaper: "Given by the people!"

Fang Hehai was about to argue something, but his eyes suddenly widened, and he took the newspaper with both hands and read greedily.

Although he was born in a rough family, he could still recognize the words.

That is, he didn't have the habit of reading newspapers, otherwise, he should have known about this explosive news.

The more Fang Hehai read, the more frightened he was. He knew what this newspaper represented.

So much so that my hands began to tremble at the end, and I kept cursing in my heart: Mr. He, you bastard have screwed me over!

"Manager Fang, when will our wild vegetable factory start construction?"

Liu Qingshan asked again.

"Tomorrow, we will definitely start tomorrow!"

Fang Hehai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and made the right decision.

Liu Qingshan finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the righteous Grandpa Guaizi, and silently praised in his heart: Grandpa Guaizi is mighty!

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