Reba: Stop Making Money, The Dogs In The Village Have Become The Richest Man

001 Misappropriation Of Village Collective Assets, Doubled Seven Times!

On March 15, 2008, the sun was just right!

"Second uncle, it has been confirmed that the 120 million in our Zhangjiazhai account was taken away by Yun Dian, and now there is not a penny left in the account, and it has been spent!"

"What? It's all spent? This kid Yun Dian... what is wrong with this kid, hey!"

"What should we do now? This is all the collective assets of our Zhangjiazhai. Now our factories are not profitable..."

"If the money is gone, it will be gone. I am worried that the patriarch will know that because of the patriarch's violent temper, he will beat that little guy at Yun Dian to death. The patriarch only had this child in his thirties."

"Hey, time is fate. Our Zhangjiazhai is not destined to get rich. The village chief has developed our Zhangjiazhai from a poor village in the whole country, where it is difficult to eat to a small village. I am satisfied."

"One hundred and twenty million yuan, even if it is apportioned to each of our households, it is only more than 200,000 yuan. This loss will not kill us, but we can't let the village chief beat Yun Dian to death. Let's think of a way."

"Yes, if our Zhangjiazhai didn't have Brother Zhang, and we wouldn't have our days, Brother Zhang has a bad temper. If he found out, he would definitely kill Yun Dian."

In the conference room of the Zhangjiazhai Village Committee, on a square table, more than 20 village elders and stewards sat with sad faces.

Houses filled with smoke.

Zhangjiazhai, after the reform and opening up, there are few villages that still maintain the collective system.

Thanks to Zhangjiazhai having a good village head and patriarch, thanks to the fact that the entire Zhangjiazhai is a clan, a big family.

There are more than 500 villagers in Zhangjiazhai, who own Zhangjiazhai winery and Zhang's motorcycle factory. Even if the factory is not profitable now, the living standards of the villagers are far inferior to those of Huaxi Village, Zhoujiazhuang, and Dazhai Village, but they are far beyond The common rural area is comparable to the income of the common urban population.

But at this moment, some elders in the village were talking helplessly with the steward one by one.

They feel sorry for the village head's son who embezzled and spent all the assets of the village collective, but they are even more worried that the village head will beat his son to death.

They all knew the temper of Zhangjiazhai Village Chief.

Outside the window of the village meeting room, sparrows were chirping, which was a bit noisy.

The bleak winter is gradually passing, and some branches grow on the branches.

Zhang Yundian stood at the door of the conference room, listening to the discussions of the elders in the village, with a smile on his face.

He had experienced the same thing in his previous life.

The difference is that he embezzled the assets of the village collective to gamble, leaving nothing behind.

The villagers did not blame him, but protected him from his furious father.

He was not beaten, but his father was seriously ill because he was ashamed of his fellow villagers.

Even if the villagers pooled money to see a doctor in the village, they still left after five years.

Thinking of his father's face, he shook his head and put aside those bad memories.

Back in 2008, when he was eighteen years old again, the first thing he had to do was still...

Misappropriation of 120 million from the village collective.

In 2008, 120 million yuan was not a small amount, but it was all the cash of more than 500 households in the entire village.

The difference is that he didn't gamble!

Looking at the passbook in his hand, he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Wow!"

The door of the village meeting room opened, a ray of sunlight shone inside, and Zhang Yunding walked in.

"Um?"

Sitting in front, the old man holding a dry cigarette saw his figure, with a hint of anxiety, he stood up quickly: "Yun Dian, Yun Dian, hurry up, hide quickly before your father knows that you embezzled the village money, hide quickly!" stand up!"

"Second Grandpa, don't get excited!"

Zhang Yundian looked at the familiar second master, with a smile on his face, and glanced at the elders again, and walked to the front with a passbook: "Uncle uncles, don't worry about me, and you don't have to worry about it, the 100 million taels of the village collective I must have embezzled it, I bought stocks, and I didn’t lose money.”

"Huh? Yun Dian, you didn't go to gamble? It's okay Yun Dian, tell the truth, your father dare not do anything to you."

"What are stocks?"

Everyone was puzzled.

"Uncle, you went to college, tell them about it."

Zhang Yundian smiled, and then handed him the passbook in his hand.

Zhang Gaoshan, who was only in his thirties, took the passbook in doubt, and explained while opening it: "The stock market is..."

As he spoke, his pupils dilated when he saw the numbers on the passbook.

"Xiao Gao, speak quickly, what is it?" An old man said impatiently!

"Shares are...that is, they can turn 120 million into..."

In his thirties, Zhang Gaoshan, wearing glasses, stared at the passbook excitedly: "It became 840 million, 840 million, Yunding, is it really 840 million???"

"Five days ago, I found out that the stock price of the company ST Huyan was going to skyrocket, but my dad and elders absolutely didn't believe me when I told them, so they embezzled 120 million from the village collective on their own initiative."

Zhang Yundian swept everyone with a smile: "In three days, St Huyan's stock soared seven times, with a gain of 840 million and a profit of 720 million."

"My dear, I have earned more than seven billion yuan, my dear, I can't imagine!!!"

"Hey, I... our Zhangjiazhai has only accumulated 120 million assets after decades of development, and the kid Yunding has multiplied it by seven times in a few days?"

"More than 8 billion, I can't even imagine it. Well, Yun Dian is promising, and he is promising, haha."

In the village meeting room, a group of elders in the village shouted happily, making the whole room even more chaotic, and spit and stars flew around.

However, the chaos at this time was full of excitement and joy.

"Zhang Yundian, you dare to touch the assets of the village, you brat want to die, don't you?"

Suddenly, a harsh and angry voice came from outside.

A middle-aged man who was slightly thin and had an old face walked in with embarrassment, staring at his 'incompetent' son.

Zhang Yundian watched his father walk in, looked at his dark face and thin body, and smiled slightly: "Dad, you have worked hard for you these years. From now on, you can take good care of yourself and enjoy your life!"

Zhang Gaoming was slightly taken aback, his brows were furrowed, and he was about to speak.

"Yes, Gao Ming, you have worked hard for our Zhangjiazhai for half your life, it's time to abdicate and enjoy the blessing!"

"Well, in the future, I think we can let Yun Dian be the head of our Zhangjiazhai village. The position of the head of the Zhang family can also be considered."

Several village elders on the side nodded and spoke on the side.

Zhang Yundian:? ? ? ?

I just let my father enjoy the good life, but I have no interest in being the village head! ! !

Zhang Gaoming also froze when he heard it.

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