Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

The photos hanging on the wall record the ups and downs of Jianhua Village along the way, the indomitable Jianhua spirit, and the rich heritage.

Whenever this happens, the partners will give a thumbs up.

The people in Jianhua Village nodded slightly and accepted the compliment with a smile.

Jianhua Village has come a long way and deserves such praise.

Lying on the kang inside the cave dwelling, Jiang Xiaobai slept soundly.

The next morning, the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and spread all over the floor.

Jiang Xiaobai was awakened by the noisy sound in the yard, rubbed his eyes and came to the window to take a look.

A dividend table has actually been set up in the yard.

After many years, the courtyard of the educated youth has become lively again. Usually the dividend meeting is held in the courtyard of the village committee, and there is a special large conference room.

It had been many years since they had moved stools and sat in the open yard waiting for dividends.

But in this way, it becomes more lively. It is different from sitting in a meeting. It is more enjoyable in the open air.

There were stools scattered all over the place, and everyone was talking about it, making it very lively.

After Jiang Xiaobai opened the door and came out, it became even more lively.

Anyone who felt that they could talk to Jiang Xiaobai came over to chat with Jiang Xiaobai.

Li Longquan brought the steamed buns, and Jiang Xiaobai chatted with everyone while eating them.

We talked about the original Jianhua Village and the current Jianhua Village.

As time went by, the entire educated youth courtyard was filled to the brim.

Even the open space in front of the door is full of people, the speakers have been connected, and someone is trying to sound "Hey, hey, hey."

"Guanghua, are there so many people in our Jianhua Village now?" Jiang Xiaobai asked, looking at the dark heads.

He Guanghua said: "Not all, there are some who work in our village.

The annual dividend meeting is considered the most lively time in the village. Many people who come to work from other places come to watch the fun at this time.

When we were sharing money during the day, there were not many people coming. After all, watching others share money made me feel uncomfortable watching the excitement.

But in the evening when the troupe is singing, more people come. "

"Singing opera?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Yes, isn't the village rich now? We usually don't have any entertainment activities. Sometimes we organize movies and sometimes we invite a troupe to sing.

Our local Shangdang Bangzi, everyone will have fun listening to it..." He Guanghua said.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and understood. In later generations, there are still many opera troupes in rural areas. If there is a happy event in the family, an old man has a birthday, etc., he invites a troupe.

"But most of them are from our village. You, Mr. Jiang, haven't come back very often. You probably don't know anyone at home who has a wife, a child, or someone who has settled down outside.

There are also those who are looking for sons-in-law. In the past two years, our Jianhua Village has not been looking for sons-in-law. They are all from a large family..."

Compared with a few years ago, Jianhua Village was a bachelor's village where it was extremely difficult to find a wife. Now in Jianhua Village, recruiting a son-in-law is a common practice and is nothing new.

The family is rich, and Jianhua Village has good policies. There is money in the village and good welfare. Naturally, there are more things like recruiting sons-in-law.

"I don't know if there is any military king here who can command a hundred thousand soldiers to return." Jiang Xiaobai muttered in his heart, and then continued to listen to He Guanghua talking about the changes in Jianhua Village in the past two years.

Ninety-five percent or more of the people in this courtyard are from Jianhua Village.

Soon the dividend meeting began, and He Guanghua asked Jiang Xiaobai to take the stage to host it. Of course, Jiang Xiaobai would not steal He Guanghua's limelight.

He smiled and shook his head and refused, then sat in the audience and watched He Guanghua preside over dividing the profits among everyone.

As little as 10,000 or 20,000, as much as more than 100,000.

Calculated this way, as long as they followed Jiang Xiaobai and invested in the pig farm, basically every household had a household worth ten thousand yuan.

At this time, households worth ten thousand yuan are still quite valuable.

Everyone's faces were filled with joy. He Guanghua, who had finished thanking and handing out the money on the stage, had to shout in the direction of Jiang Xiaobai when he came off the stage, "Thank you, Director Xiaobai."

Although Jiang Xiaobai's name in Huaqing Holding Group has long been changed to "Director Jiang." However, in Jianhua Village, everyone is still willing to call him "Director Xiaobai," which seems to be an affectionate title.

He Guanghua on the stage looked envious. He had been busy for a year, but he couldn't compare to Jiang Xiaobai's time sitting in the audience.

But if you think about it, it’s understandable that Jiang Xiaobai was the one who started this pig farm thing and led everyone to make a fortune.

Jiang Xiaobai is a pioneer, and he is considered a successor.

And Jiang Xiaobai, the pioneer, had opened the way too well, so he, the successor, could only follow behind.

Although he has made achievements, it is estimated that in the eyes of many people, he is still inferior to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai watched this scene happily, happier than making money himself.

Perhaps it was the most correct decision he made in his life to help the villagers of Jianhua Village to make a fortune instead of relying on the memories of rebirth alone.

It was almost noon after the dividends were distributed, and a big banquet was held in the village, but it was at the village committee.

The small courtyard of the Educated Youth Yard cannot be accommodated at all.

He Guanghuafei pulled Jiang Xiaobai and asked Jiang Xiaobai to say a few words.

Although it was almost noon, if someone else came to the stage to speak, the villagers would probably be very impatient.

But Jiang Xiaobai held the microphone, and the scene quickly became quiet.

"I just saw the dividends. Every one of them was worth at least ten thousand yuan, which made me jealous." Jiang Xiaobai said.

Many people who were working in Jianhua Village to watch the excitement and those who had been in Jianhua Village for a short time were immediately stunned.

They have not been in Jianhua Village for a long time, but they have heard of Jiang Xiaobai's name, and he is a big shot in their eyes.

Those who speak not only Wen Zou Zou, but those who talk about it, should also be very high-level.

As a result, when he spoke, he was talking like the people in the village.

This is ruder than them. Although they used to talk like this when they were in the village, after coming to Jianhua Village, they realized that they were in a big place and they were very careful about their words and deeds.

Even when I go back to my village during the New Year and other festivals, and hear people say bad words, I will give a look of disdain, and then say that we in Jianhua Village don’t talk like that, everyone is very qualified, etc.

But the old people in Jianhua Village burst out laughing after listening to Jiang Xiaobai's words, and clapped while laughing.

Director Xiaobai is still Director Xiaobai, and he is still the same.

Although they were educated, they often scolded their mothers a lot. Back then, Factory Director Xiaobai was still in the village, and those of them who worked in the educated youth cannery were often scolded by Director Xiaobai.